Prologue
Trevor
Thirteen Months ago
“What time is it?”
I reached for my phone on the nightstand.
“Almost midnight,” I said.
“Really?” she asked, laughing. I put the phone down and rolled back onto my back. She scooted over, draping her arm over my chest and kissing me. More? She wasn’t tired yet? I wasn’t complaining but I needed a little more time between rounds than she did.
“Are you tired? You have somewhere to be?”
“Nope,” she said, mounting me and kissing her way down my neck.
I thought I wasn’t ready to go again but my cock started to wake up. I groaned as her soft lips pressed against my skin, shocking every nerve ending to life.
“Do you?” she asked. She flipped her hair back and looked at me, her bright hazel eyes full of wicked intent. Her hair was a tousled mess because I had been pulling it earlier as she sucked my cock. I was going to remember this view. I had a year in the desert to look forward to and this was going to have to tide me over.
“Nope. I’m wide open,” I said.
She grinned and resumed her path down my body, finally pressing her lips to my cock. God, she was good at that. She seemed to like it too. I swelled up, even more, growing in her mouth as she teased me with her lips and tongue.
We had just met, well officially we had met five months ago, almost six, but I had been in and out of consciousness then, so I wasn’t the best source. I much preferred this attempt at a first
impression. I wasn’t the kind of guy who had sexy doctor fantasies but I was about to start if Dr. Camille kept working her magic.
I squeezed her shoulder, feeling dangerously close to busting. “Stop,” I choked out.
She did, but very slowly, looking up at me as she ran her tongue up the underside of my cock as she let it pop out of her mouth. Her lips were dark pink and swollen from our activities. I knew the other lips on her body looked the same way.
“Hand me a condom,” she said. I reached back into the nightstand and pulled out the box we had been working our way through. It was empty. I searched the drawer for more.
“Shit.”
“What?” she asked. Her fingers were tracing an agonizing trail around my cock and balls.
“I’m out,” I said.
She frowned, then pursed her lips. “You want to go get some?”
If it meant the night wasn’t over yet, hell yeah, I was going to go and get some.
“Do you want to come with me or stay here?” I asked.
“No, wait,” she said. She bit her lip, pushing her hair back. “My last test results were negative,” she said.
“I’ve never had raw sex with a woman before.”
“Really?” she asked, resuming her position on top of me, straddling me so the head of my cock pressed against her entrance. “Do you still want to…”
If she stopped now I was going to combust. I sat up, pulling her body into mine. “I’ll pull out,” I said, sucking one of her nipples into my mouth.
“You fucking better.” She shifted her hips slightly back which slid my cock inside her. She groaned, cursing as I filled her. Her nails dragged across my skin and she wrapped her arms around me.
I liked that mouth, what it felt like on my cock, and her sass. I liked the sounds she made when I fucked her so good she couldn’t make sense anymore. I rolled us around, so I was on top. Her velvety lips were making it hard for me to want to do anything but pound her.
I hadn’t planned a deployment send-off party, but this was better than anything else I could have spent tonight doing. I was going to remember this girl for a long time.
