I could feel the creamy wetness against my lips. I stuck my tongue into her pussy hole, fucking her with my tongue. She let out a scream and clapped her legs close against my face as she came again.
“Please,” Nadia begged, her breath panting. “Fuck me. I need your cock.”
I crawled up slowly to her so that I could kiss her lips and let her taste her own juices. She kissed me back, darting her tongue in and out of my mouth as I guided my dick to her pussy and slapped my dick against it gently. Then, I slowly pushed my way into her pussy, slipping inside easily because she was so wet.
Nadia clawed at the sheets, moaning as she arched her back with delight. My dick was rock hard as I slowly pushed in and out of her pussy. I held her by her hips and pulled her into me. We created a small rocking motion, her hips circling as I pushed my dick deeper and deeper into her wet pussy. Her pussy was so tight, still pulsating softly from the orgasm that I had just given her. I was trying my best to keep my composure so that I wouldn’t cum too fast, but her pussy felt absolutely amazing.
“I’m cumming!” she called out, digging her fingernails into my back as she experienced another round of orgasm, this one harder than before.
After feeling her cum, her body locked around mine, I felt myself going, too. I groaned as the seed spilled out of me into her tight, wet pussy. Once the waves of orgasm had finally subsided, I fell onto the bed, happy and satisfied.
I looked over at Nadia. Her eyes were closed, and she had a massive smile on her face. I could tell that she was happy, too. For the first time ever, I felt good about us having sex. I didn’t feel a hint of regret like I usually did.
Nadia buried herself under the covers, and I did, too. We were both so comfortable and happy that I wasn’t ready for the moment to end. I held her close to me, playing the big spoon to her little spoon. She pushed her ass into my crotch, almost making me get hard all over again.
Then, I started thinking about the military and remembered that we would be deployed soon. I didn’t want to go, and now I knew that Nadia didn’t want to go either.
“I really don’t want to be deployed,” I said, more to myself than anything. “But I have to admit that going into battle is ten times easier than having to hear another tale of one of your boyfriends. I always would wait — impatiently, I might add — for you to break up with one and would dread the day that you would get with another one.”
She craned her neck around and laughed at me, elbowing me playfully. “Well, you’re one to talk, punk,” she said. “You’re just as bad. Every time I see you, it seems that you’re telling me about another girl that you’re dating. It’s almost like you’re collecting notches in your belt rather than trying to have real relationships with these girls.”
Nadia narrowed her eyes at me accusingly. I knew I had to come clean.
“Okay, I’ll admit it,” I said. “I have had some booty calls in my day.” She rolled her eyes.
“And I’ll admit that sometimes, I get with guys to get a reaction out of you,” she said sheepishly. “I do it to see if you care at all. But it always seems like you’re just uninterested.”
I shook my head, turning her over so that I could see her face while I talked.
“It’s not that I’m not interested,” I said. “It’s just that I had no choice. I can’t offer you anything right now, so what’s the use? I spend half of the time trying to get you out of my head. But I don’t want to fight it anymore. I love you, Nadia.”
“I don’t want to fight it anymore, either,” she said, smiling at me sweetly. “I love you, too.”
I ran my fingers through her hair and stared at her round face and piercing brown eyes. She made me feel something that I had never felt for anyone else. And I wasn’t excited about the idea of it ending any time soon.Chapter Nine - NadiaJoshua’s words cut through right to my core, and the feelings rippling through me were all over the place. I knew that he loved me, but the one that came through the strongest was desire. Something had finally changed between us. We were together, and we both had acknowledged it. I needed him again, and I needed him now.
I kissed him hard, relishing the softness of his lips against mine. He grabbed a handful of my breast and started kneading it, teasing my nipple lightly.