ROMANCE: Seized By The Soldiers (BBW MENAGE, MMF Book 1) (2 page)

The drive home was kind of hazy. I slid into the Jeep and let my skirt slide up my legs. I didn’t bother to push it down. His eyes were glued to my bare thighs and I smiled at him, trying to act innocent. We both knew I wasn’t though.

“So where do you live?”

I gave him the address and laid my head back on the seat. The wind blew in my hair, straightening it slightly. The thick night air woke me up some and I was only a bit tipsy when he pulled up to my beachside home. It was only a small one bedroom, but it really was all about location on the island.

He got out and came around to let me out. I thanked him and put my hand into his larger one. Rising out of the seat, I could feel the wind grasping my skirt and raising it up. Vince closed the door behind me and then pushed me back against it. His body pressed mine against the cool steel and his hand went to my legs. His lips captured mine and I felt his tongue delving into my mouth. I twisted my tongue around his and pushed my body against him.

Pushing my dress up higher, his hand cupped my mound and groaned.

“Damn, you are so fucking hot down there.”

He hooked his fingers on the side of my panties and pulled them down. I stepped out of them and watched him put the fabric to his face. Vince inhaled deep and growled. He stuffed my red panties into his pocket. His hands were back on me quickly and his fingers went to my chest. Squeezing the large globes, I cried out when his tips found my hard nipples and rolled them between his fingers.

I kissed him hard, my hands wrapping around his neck. He lifted me up and I hooked my legs around his waist. He pressed me against the Jeep and continued to kiss me. His mouth was insistent and whetted my appetite for what was to come. He had a thickening bulge in his pants that lined up with my pussy. I moaned in his ear and asked him if he would like to finish inside.

He grunted and started walking towards the door with me in his arms. I clung to his body as he walked up the stairs. He set me down so I could unlock the door. My legs were like jelly and it took severa
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minutes to find the keyhole. Pushing me into my house, the man dominated the structure. His large frame filled up most of the doorway, as his foot shut the door hard.

His hands were back on me and he pulled me down onto the soft beige carpet. I watched him stand over me, pulling his shirt off with such determination. His eyes never left mine as his hands went for his pants. I sat up and tried to hasten the process. My hands were shaking on his zipper.

I looked up at him and waited for him to help me. His pants slid down his legs as soon as he unclasped them. The large cock in my face made me wet. I groaned and leaned forward on my knees. Opening my mouth, I sucked him in. Vince moaned and pressed deeper into my mouth. His velvet head hit the back of my throat and made me gag a little.

His hands went to my hair, pulling me to him in a frenzied face. I choked a couple more times, but tried my best to take in as much as I could. I got almost all of it in before I had to pull back. I could taste copper and salt in my mouth. I pulled back gasping and looked up at him. My eyes told him what I wanted because my mouth couldn’t summon the words.

Vince pulled me up and led me to the back of the small house. He found my bedroom and pushed the door open. I pulled my dress over my head. I was left in only a lace red bra. I unhooked the garment and threw it at the menacing looking man. His face told me he was ready and it excited me further.

Lying back on the bed, I watched him approach. His hard cock swung between his legs and made fluid rush down mine. He crawled over my body with purpose, stopping to kiss me on the lips before kissing my neck and chest. Vince spent time on each tit, suckling on the nipples hard. His hand went to my wetness and slid in along the edges.

“Please I want you inside of me Vince.”

He ignored my pleas and moved lower with his mouth. His tongue slipped down my stomach and swirled around my navel. My hips went up, prodding the man to where he was needed, at my weeping core. My hands went to his head and pushed him further down.

The first contact was electrifying and made me cry out. His tongue slid along my slit, stopping at the hard button and pressing on it. He licked me for minutes that stretched on and on. I was so close to coming, all I needed was something to pull me over the edge.

“Please Vince.”

He slid a finger inside of my wet hole and sent me over. I screamed out his name and tried to pull him up. I wanted him inside of me and his thick finger was not enough. Vince licked and sucked at my nub for several more minutes. I pleaded with him to just fuck me and he finally came up with a smile. He wiped the juices off of his chin and came back over me.

He kissed my lips and I tasted myself on him. I groaned into his mouth and my hips rose up to his. I felt his hard meat slide against my core and moaned. His hand went between our bodies and lined himself up where he was most needed.

Vince watched my face as he slid in slowly. I tried to keep his intense gaze but halfway in, I closed my eyes with the pleasure.

“Oh my God Vince, yes.”

He fed more inside of me. It felt like it was never going to stop. I felt him bottom out with a little bit more to offer. He pressed in further, against my womb, deep inside. I came again on his unmoving length. I opened my eyes to find him waiting.

He slid out and in again. The pace was slow, but the thrust was deep. I kissed his mouth and raised my hips up to meet him. He fucked me hard and slow, each intake took my breath away. He sat up and watched me thrash against him. I willed him to go faster, to fuck me harder, but he continued with his slow pace.

His hand went between my thighs, pushing a finger to my clit. He rubbed faster than he pumped and brought me to an orgasm. Vince pulled out and watched the clear fluid squirt out of me. His fingers flew on my nub, willing more to come out. I pushed against his hands, my pussy raw and sensitive. Finally he let up and slammed back in.

The pace was now faster and I hung on to the man tightly. Wrapping my legs around him, I squeezed my walls around his thrusting length.

“Vince, fuck me harder.”

He obliged and almost made me rethink the request. His muscles bunched as he rammed my body. I called out again, my whole body tightening up.

“Please, I want to feel you shoot inside of me. Come baby please.”

My words were soft and pleading. My body couldn’t take anymore. I squeezed his cock again and felt him finally lose his iron-clad resolve. He grunted a few times and his thrusting got harder. One last push inside and I could feel the hot cum shoot deep inside of me. The liquid made me fuller, painfully so, and I was relieved when he finally pulled out. He rested his head on my heaving chest and took one of the nipples into his mouth.

My whole body hurt and I couldn’t even move. I felt the man lay down next to me and pull me towards his body. My ass pressed up against his softening length and I closed my eyes completely satisfied.

I woke up the next morning to the bright sunshine streaming in the windows. I stretched and felt soreness in my lower body. My legs and stomach ached, as well as my nether regions. I felt a body next to me and the night before crashed back. I looked over at Vince and smiled to myself. His eyes were closed and I filled my sight with him. He really was handsome. His dark hair was short and his face held a light shadow of a beard. I touched it gently with my fingertips.

His blue eyes popped open and caught me watching him. He smiled and pulled my body closer. I could feel his excitement and was almost beckoned to start another round with the man. He looked over at the clock suddenly and jumped up. His hard cock bounced with movement.

“Shit Anya, I am late as fuck. I got to go.”

I whimpered a bit, but I was late as well. I didn’t care as much about tardiness, but I had to get dressed to get a ride back to my car.

“Do I have time to jump in the shower?”

“Yes, let me get in there with you.”

“Okay but no funny business. We are both late and I am too damn sore anyways.”

He chuckled and followed me into the bathroom. I turned the faucet on and turned around when his arms encircled mine. He kissed my shoulder and pressed against me. I shrieked and told him no. I ran into the shower and started to soap up my hair. He walked in behind me and helped me with my body. His slippery hands touching every inch of my own and he turned me around for a kiss. He pulled back after a moment and looked at me.

“You know you are mine now, right?”

As much as I hated the idea of possession, I couldn’t have heard better words. I wanted him again and I actually wanted to get to know the man.

The shower was quick and I got out first to dry my hair. Walking into the bedroom, I found an outfit and quickly donned the clothes. I turned around to see Vince watching me.

“What?”

“Nothing, just love the way you look.”

“You are not so hard on the eyes either.”

He pulled me to his wet body and kissed me again.

“So are you one of those women?”

“What women?”

“The ones that go to Ray’s to find a soldier husband?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. He did not find it very funny, he even seemed a little hurt.

“I will not deny my love for the uniform, but I am not looking for a husband.”

“Oh? What are you looking for then?”

“A really good time.”

“Did you have a good time last night?”

I looked up into his smiling blue eyes and bumped him.

“Do I really have to answer that?”

“No, I guess not.”

I watched the man get dressed and I couldn’t help but find him more attractive in his uniform. He left his jacket in the Jeep, so he stood in a tan T-shirt and those camouflage pants. He was pulling his boots on as I found some heels.

“The guys are going to give me hell. Coming in late and in the same clothes as yesterday.”

“Sorry.”

“Hell, don’t be. I am not.”

“Good, I had a great time.”

“Me too. Will I see you again?”

I walked up to him and kissed him on the lips. I told him I would love to see him again and we agreed to meet that night at Ray’s. He asked about Denise for Mack and I told him I would talk to her.

“She is just really shy.”

I followed him out to the Jeep and slid into the seat. I asked him where my panties were, remembering he had taken them the night before.

“Those are mine now too.”

“Oh.”

What could I say? The man wanted my panties, so I couldn’t really argue. After last night, he could have had the whole damn drawer full if that is what floats his boat.

We made it to Ray’s pretty quickly and I kissed him once last time before I got in my car. I was already an hour late and I knew that Denise would be waiting. I tried to remember if I had an appointment, but I couldn’t remember for the life of me, if I did or not.

I pulled into my parking spot in front of my shop. I saw Denise pacing outside of the door. She looked worried and there was another car. Fuck, I must have had an appointment after all. I pulled my pencil skirt down and tried to act professional as I walked up to the door. My core was sore from the previous night and I tried not to show it as I walked.

“Where have you been Anya? Mrs. Marrin has been waiting for almost an hour.”

“Sorry Denise. We will give them a discount on their fixtures and they will be okay.”

I smiled at the woman walking up and apologized for my tardiness. She was a bit miffed but after I told her about a ten percent discount, her temper seemed calmed.

The appointment did not last long and I noticed that she went twenty percent over her stated budget. I wondered if I should be late more often. I made the invoices for the order and sent them to the companies that I needed to.

I caught myself looking out the window more. Though now I was not just admiring the men, I found myself looking for a certain tall man with piercing blue eyes. I couldn’t pick him out of the mess, but something on the flag pole caught my eye. There was a bright red dot on the top and I had a moment of wonder before I realized that they were my panties. I covered my mouth and squinted. I was sure that was what it was.

“Fucking hell.”

“What was that Anya?”

“Nothing dear, did you need something?”

“No, I was just wondering if you wanted to have lunch.”

“Is it already lunch time?”

“Yeah, time flies.”

“I suppose. Same place as always?”

“Of course Denise, I will meet you outside in a minute.”

I grabbed my purse and glanced back at the makeshift flag. What was that man thinking?

When we got to the cantina, we both ordered the conch and waited while the waitress came back with our tea.

“So what did you think of Mack?”

“He was nice and all, but he is not really my type.”

“Oh? What is your type then?”

“Well I don’t really like men.”

“Oh.”

I didn’t know what to say, but I was starting to understand her meaning by the look in her eyes. Oh shit.

“Look Denise…”

She waved her hand and looked out the window. I could tell she was upset, but I was at a loss for words. She looked back at me and smiled sadly.

“I have been in love with you since I first started working for you. You are so beautiful and kind. I know you are not into girls, but I thought, maybe…”

The silence stretched between us and I didn’t know how to act. I had never been into girls and though she was pretty, she was not going to change my sexual orientation.

The rest of the meal was quiet. The rest of the work day was quiet. I invited her out, but we both knew she wouldn’t accept. I started to doubt that she would even come back to work the next day. I was sad to lose her, but I knew that things would be extremely awkward for us both.

“I will see you later Denise.”

“Yes Ma’am.”