I wanted him to dive into me. There I was, perched on that desk, completely naked except for my Chuck Taylor’s and there he was, shirtless and perfect. This was no time to be shy. I leaned back a little on the desk and let him look at all of me while I dangled my legs, letting them swing back and forth slowly.
He smiled sexily and I could see he was very turned on. Suddenly I needed him right that second. I reached towards the buckle of his nylon belt and pulled him towards me. We kissed for a long time and something about the way he held me, I felt like a goddess. Our bodies touched as we kissed and it felt so incredible, I didn’t know I could feel this turned on.
Finally I couldn’t take it anymore. I started to pull harder at his belt buckle, trying to open it, while two of his fingers made their way in between my legs. He moved his thumb around too, and I couldn’t help but throw my head back and let sounds of pure pleasure escape. He took the opportunity to nibble my neck, just behind my ear, and work his fingers deeper and deeper into me. I obeyed and opened my legs wider.
With his other hand he undid his belt in one swift movement. His pants fell to his ankles and he moved even closer to my body. I had no time to see anything because all of a sudden, he put both hands on my hips, lifted me up and lowered me onto him. As he slid inside me I felt my entire body pulse with desire as the smell of sex filled the room. I just wanted him deeper and deeper. As he began to slide in and out I couldn’t help it, my wetness mixed with his hardness was all it took for me to explode into a million pieces of pleasure. I felt myself riding waves of ecstatic wet and hard joy as he too, started to moan and push deeper and deeper over and over.
“We’re going to get caught!” I heard myself say, half laughing half exhilarated from the wild naughtiness of it all.
“Worth it,” he whispered in my ear and he plunged so deep into me I had to wrap my legs and arms around his strong body just to hold on. He moaned in appreciation.
Finally he slowed down and pulled back just a little, stealing a moment to take me in, he kissed me softly, and still inside me, he quietly said, “you really are incredible, California Girl.”
I felt myself being drawn to his neck and shoulders, I kissed them softly and once again, wrapped my arms around him, pulling him even deeper inside me, “not too bad yourself, Soldier Boy.”
He smiled and then put his lips on mine, then he started to go faster and faster, with our lips and bodies completely connected, I felt myself moan louder and louder and he pushed inside me over and over again. Finally we both surrendered to a wave of uncontrollable pleasure and let it overtake us, erupting one last time before collapsing onto the desk in a heap of pure, raw sex.
Nineteen
Axel
“Well I got what I wanted, thanks soldier,” the girl put her hand up to high-five me and I couldn’t help but stare at her, bewildered.
“I, um, oh,” I said, quite honestly hurt.
I didn’t know about her but I’d just had the most insanely mind blowing sex of my life. Was she seriously trying to high-five me and leave?
“Kidding!” she smiled that wild, captivating smile and I couldn’t help but wrap her up in my arms and kiss her softly.
Oh man I was in deep.
Twenty
Honor
We spent the next three days in each other’s arms, completely inseparable. We emerged every so often for food or a bit of sunlight—and once when Axel had to go meet his contact for details about his upcoming mission—but other than that, it was three days of deep, intense passion.
It was exhilarating to blow off work like that, it’s something I’ve never done, just crawl into a secret world and shut out everything and everyone. Coming to the Green Zone had changed me so much and in so many ways. It wasn’t just about the work. Or the experience of travel or even being so close to danger. Of course all of that was amazing. But Axel, oh my god. He was the last thing I expected to find here.
“I wasn’t exactly expecting you, either,” he winked as he handed me a glass of water. We were parched from hours of love making.
I didn’t even know a feeling like this existed—let alone have I ever experienced anything like it for myself—I never knew two people could be so bonded. I didn’t have to say anything, he just knew me.
He knew how to listen to me, what was important to me, what my hopes and goals were for the future, and of course, he knew how to touch me. And I knew him, too. Over the last three days I had learned that Axel Walker was so much more than just a soldier. He was complex and quiet but sweet and loving. Despite having a tragic life story, he lived his life in service to others. He explained to me that his contact had hand picked him out of school to be one of six Elite Force Protectors.
“I’ve never heard of the Elite Force Protectors,” I said as I ran my fingers along his naked body. We were in my bed and in each other’s arms, just talking and cuddling after a marathon sex session. Axel explained to me all about the EFP’s, as he called them, and how they were a team of highly trained soldiers, established to take down The Fear Division.
He told me that there were only six EFP’s at any given time, and that each of the soldiers had their own specialty. Axe’s specialty was rescue, especially children who had been kidnapped—he had trained almost seven years for it—and the other EFP’s were equally skilled in their own special fields.
One of them was the world’s greatest sniper, another had trained for almost a decade in underwater rescue, one of them was an elite fighter pilot, another was trained in extreme jungle warfare, and the last was the most accomplished explosives expert to have ever served in the American military—his name was Ty Powers and he and Axe had not only trained together, they were best friends, too.
“Unfortunately, Powers and I never get the chance to work together,” said Axel, he always called his fellow EFP’s by their last name, “it’s just too great a risk in case something goes wrong and we all get captured, or worse. The military has put too much money into our training. So, we always work alone, except for our contacts. Those are the guys on-site who give us our assignments and make sure we’re okay.”
All the on-site handlers, or contacts, as Axe called them, were themselves, retired Elite Force Protectors, and one day Axe would become one as well. It was a slightly less dangerous job and already I couldn’t help myself—I looked forward to the time with Axe would be out of harm’s way. Hell, it would be even better if he could give it all up all together. Not the military, I would never ask that of him. But the EFP’s was so dangerous, I didn’t know how my heart was going to bear him leaving on this upcoming mission and we’d only been together for three days. What about when we had a family?
Whoa Honor!
Slow down!!