Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 74256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74256 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 371(@200wpm)___ 297(@250wpm)___ 248(@300wpm)
Nope. He definitely doesn’t want her to stop.
“Faith,” I groan in warning as she slides her palm up to the head. “I was just about to get up and take a shower.”
She gently moves her hand down to the root of my cock, asking, “What were you going to do in the shower? This?” She strokes again, and my balls draw up with impending release.
“Yes,” I bite out.
“That’s silly, really. Especially when I’m more than capable of helping you out in your time of need.”
And she does.
All I can do is reach for the pillow and hang on, because my orgasm is barreling down on me at Mach 10 speed. There’s no stopping it now. I can’t. The only thing left is to offer a warning. “I’m going to come, Faith.”
Her wide green eyes are full of heat when she whispers, “Good, Chad. I want you to come. Now.”
And I do.
Hard.
Probably harder than I ever have before. I can’t even think about the force and the pain mixing with the pleasure as I release everything onto my stomach. I just feel. Feel how mind-blowing her warm, tight hand feels gripping me, milking my cock and every drop of cum from my body.
After a few seconds, she whispers, “You okay there, champ?”
“No,” I groan, my brain too scrambled to come up with any other response.
Faith chuckles and shifts. “I’ll grab a towel,” she states, disappearing into the bathroom and returning a moment later with a hand towel. Once I have the mess on my stomach cleaned up, she asks, “What’s the plan for today?”
I lift the blanket and pull her beneath it, directly against my body. “Well, I thought we could snuggle for a little while.”
“Snuggle? Are big, bad military guys supposed to say snuggle?”
I reach down and poke her in the side, causing her to squirm and thrash. “Big, bad military guys can say whatever they want,” I quip, curling my fingers into her soft skin and making her giggle.
“You’re a big ol’ softy,” she teases, clearly enjoying razzing me a bit and causing me to tickle her more. “Stop!” she begs, wiggling and trying to pull away from me.
“Stop calling me a softy. There’s nothing soft about me,” I state, pivoting my hips forward and rubbing my sudden erection against her leg. I’m not sure how I’m hard so damn fast after coming, but it can only be attributed to her.
Faith.
I pull my fingers from her flesh and revel in the feel of her relaxing against me. “That wasn’t nice,” she mutters, clearly not upset with me for tickling her, since she’s cuddling into my side once more.
“I’m sorry.”
She snorts. “I don’t think you are. You did that on purpose.”
Smiling, I turn my head and kiss her forehead. “You’re right. I did.”
“It’s okay. I’ll get you back sometime,” she says through a yawn.
“I’m not ticklish.”
“Everyone’s ticklish, Chad. I just have to find the right spot.”
My dick twitches. “I might enjoy that.”
She giggles the sweetest sound. “I bet you would.” After a few long seconds of silence, she asks, “Do you think you can sleep?”
I’m surprised to realize I can. My entire body is relaxed and heavy, most definitely because of the relief I feel in my groin, thanks to the beauty beside me. “Yeah, I think I can,” I state honestly, my eyelids growing heavy.
“Good. You didn’t sleep much last night,” she whispers, drawing her fingers across my bare chest and circling my right nipple.
“And how do you know that? You seemed to sleep well,” I reply, resting my nose against her hair and inhaling.
I feel her shrug. “I seem to be very in tune to you.”
I exhale and hold her close, my eyes automatically closing. “Likewise, beautiful. Likewise.”
“Is that a hickey, Corporal Anthony?”
I instantly reach up and grab my neck. When I left Faith, it was with a short peck on the forehead, just as it has been the last few nights since I left her on Sunday to return to base. If I could have stayed Sunday, I would have, but my overnight weekend pass was only for Saturday. And while I can leave base during the evening throughout the week, I’m expected back to sleep. Leaving her each night has been difficult, so I just focus on the handful of hours we can steal together once I’m able to meet up with her again.
I live for those precious hours every day.
The guys around me start laughing, making me realize Sanchez was teasing me.
“You asshole,” I state, throwing the workout glove I just took off at his head.
He ducks at the last second, my glove falling to the floor behind him. “Totally called it!” he announces to the others in the massive weight room before laughing and turning his attention back to the leg press machine.
“Just ignore him,” Erik mutters beside me. “He’s just jealous because he probably hasn’t been laid since high school.”