Valentine from a Soldier (4 page)

His hand lightly grazed my
breast, and I
gasped as his strong fingers squeezed and caressed
me.  I
could feel every touch beneath
my
thin camisole as he
began to run
his thumb back and forth across
my
nipple
, and I felt a sudden dampness in my panties.
  He easily slid
my
cardigan off
my
shoulders, letting it fall into a crumpled pile on the ground. 
Ryan
then
slipped his
strong
fingers beneath the slinky straps of
my
camisole, sliding them down off
my
shoulders as well. 
He tugged the
fabric of
my
top
down
, releas
ing
my
breasts from the material that contained them.  They pushed out over
my
camisole, which now covered only
my
midsection.

“God, you have amazing breasts,” he said appreciatively, his eyes eagerly drinking them in.  He bent down and planted heated kisses across
my
chest, worshipping each breast with lust in his eyes.  He took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it intently, flicking his tongue back and forth, and
I
gasped, writhing against the door.  Moving to
my
other breast he did the same,
putting his warm mouth over
my
firm nipple and then delicately teasing it with his experienced tongue.

“Oh
,
”
I
moaned, running
my
hands through
Ryan
’s short hair.  Desire shot
straight
through
me
,
and
I
felt a throbbing between
my legs.  He took my
breast further into his mouth, his warm breath on
my
flesh leaving
me
yearning for more
.  After a moment he
knelt down before me
. 
He undid the button on my jeans and slowly slid the zipper down
. 
Slipping
his muscular hands inside
my jeans
,
he
pushed
them
down
, his hands running over my hips and down my thighs.  I stepped out of my crumpled pants, and as Ryan pushed them aside, I trembled at the anticipation of what I knew was next.
 
Making a pleased sound at the sight of
my
silky red thong, he didn’t waste any time, kissing
me
on the thin triangle of fabric. 
I practically
withered under his touch, grateful that
I
had the door to lean against for support. 
Now s
lick with arousal,
I
whimpered
as he kissed
me
again.  He moved his mouth to the side, just along the thin patch of fabric, and planted a trail of kisses upward.  His teeth gently tugged at the string across
my
hip
,
and
I
looked down in awe, wondering if he was about to tear
my
panties right off.  Finally, he slid his strong fingers beneath the fragile strings on each side of
my
thong, pulling it down in one easy tug.

“Sexy,” he said, casting the skimpy undergarment aside with an amused smile.

I
flushed,
but b
efore
I
had time to think about it,
Ryan
hitched my
leg up over his strong shoulder.  He leaned in again and kissed
me
where the fabric of
my
thong had just been.
 
“
Ryan
,” I
moaned, barely able to stand anymore
because
I felt
so dizzy with lust.

“Trust me,” he
said,
his voice deep and gravelly.  He placed one hand on
my
thigh, firmly
holding
it up on his broad shoulder, and slid his other hand to
my
hip.  His mouth eagerly
kissed the
folds of
my
sensitive skin
, and as h
is tongue slowly licked
my
fleshy nub,
I
almost collapsed against him.  Raising
one hand to my
breast, his thumb started caressing
my
nipple.  Simultaneously, he
lightly flicked
his tongue
up and down
across
my most
sensitive spot, tickling
me
with pleasure. 
I
cried out, but he didn’t let up.  He
t
eased
me
with hi
s tongue again and again until I
was gasping for breath.  Suddenly
I
felt his
strong
fingers slipping inside
of me.
 
I
was wet with arousal
,
and he easily began to slide them in and out, encouraging
me
on.  With his fingers filling
me
up and the teasing dance of his tongue across
m
y
sensitive bundle of nerves,
I
knew
I
was going to come at any moment.  A hot white light was filling
my
vision, and as his tongue lapped back and forth, again and again,
I
finally cried out in ecstasy.

His hands grasped
my
hips to keep
me
from collapsing and then he gently lifted
my
thigh off his shoulder. 
Ryan
stood up before
me
, his fingers lightly
trailing
over
m
y
hips, as
I
rested
my
head on his strong chest.  “Let’s get this off,” he said huskily, slipping his fingers beneath the bunched-up camisole and lifting it up over
my
head.  He tugged his own shirt off, and
I
gazed admiringly at his strong chest and torso.  Hard muscles covered
every square inch of him, and I
reached out, running
my
hands over his firm chest, feeling the ripples across his abdomen.  He unzipped his pants and quickly slid off both them and his boxers.  His manhood sprang out against
me
, and
I
could feel it pushing against
my
stomach as he leaned in for a kiss.

“I can’t wait to be inside you,” he whispered in
to
my
ear as he slid on a condom.  “Think I can make you come again?”

My
mouth dropped open in surprise, and his hands reached around, cupping
my
bare bottom as he kissed
me.  H
is tongue slipp
ed
into
my
mouth
, and I ran my
hands over his pectorals, feeling the hard muscles,
when
Ryan
suddenly lifted
me
up into his strong arms. 
I
wrapped one arm around his shoulder and reached down with the other to guide him to
my
entrance. 
Ryan
kept his strong hands on
my
bottom, squeezing gently, as he backed
me
against
the door.  The tip of his manhood pushed into
my
opening, and
I
gasped as he slowly inched his way inside.  His thick length filled
me
up, overwhelming
my
senses. 
I
kissed him as he held
me
suspended between the door and him, and as he gently began rocking his hips,
I
clung to him, loving the way
I
could feel every movement of his in this position.

Ryan
’s
tongue thrust into
my
mouth
again,
and
I
let him explore as he slowly made love to
me
.  The feeling of him inside
me
, filling
me
up, was turning
me
on all over again.  He gently rocked against
me,
and
I
was relaxing into the rhythm of
our
lovemaking when the base of his penis suddenly brushed up against
my
sensitive nerves as
he plunged deeper.  I
gasped, feeling the beginning of a second orgasm starting to form. 
Ryan
lowered his head so that his lips brushed against
my
neck.  “
Mmmm
, you like that?” he whispered softly.  He gave another powerful thrust, and
I
gasped as he again came into contact with
my
fleshy nub.  He began to rock his hips faster, thrusting into
me
again and again. 
I
was powerless to control any of
our
movements in this position as he kept up his new unrelenting pace.  The feeling of his length and girth inside of
me
was overwhelming, and each powerful thrust sent
me
spiraling toward ecstasy.  As he filled
me
up over and over,
I
was soon crying out his name.

“
Ryan
,”
I
panted, holding on tightly to his strong shoulders as he hardened more and finally came as well.

He began to slow down until he
had stopped moving completely and
was holding
me
tightly against the
door
.  He lifted his head, his blue eyes piercing into
mine
.  “I want to make love to you
all night long
,” he said gruffly, b
rushing his lips against
mine
.

“Does that mean you’re
staying over
?”
I
teased.

A new trace of lust was present in his eyes, and
I
could feel him start to harden again, already inside of
me
. 
“Absolutely.”

I shivered and snuggled
closer to the warmth beside me.  I was freezing, but for some reason the other side of my bed felt so amazingly warm.  Suddenly strong arms wrapped around me, pulling
me
close, and I awoke with a start, remembering that I wasn’t alone in my bed.  It was hard to remember the last time I’d slept so well, and I knew it was partly from our amazing lovemaking session last night and partly from the comfort of falling asleep safe in
Ryan
’s arms.

He kissed my bare shoulder, and his hand trailed
down my front
, softly running over my breasts and coming to a rest on my
bare
stomach.  “I like sleeping with you,” he whispered softly.

“Oh really?
  Why don’t I find that surprising?” I teased.

“Well, I like having sex with you—that’s a given after last night.  But I like sleeping with you, too.  You’re soft and warm—it feels good holding you in my arms.”

I relaxed back against him, knowing I felt the same way.  “I like it, too,” I said softly.

We lay there a moment in quiet contentment, with
Ryan
’s large frame wrapped around me.
  He buried his face in my hair, like he didn’t want
to let me go
.  It felt sweet and different from the passionate night that we’d shared
—like he was my boyfriend holding me close and not a guy I would probably never see again.