Unconditional Love (Journey of Love 1)

He ran his hand down my back and said, “I’m so sorry. I couldn’t call. I wanted to call you so bad but I couldn’t.”

I pulled back and slammed my lips into his as I crawled out from the covers and began stripping my clothes off. My sweats came off first and then my panties. Lark pulled back and smiled. “Is that my T-shirt?”

I looked down and then back up at him as I felt the heat move across my cheeks. “I wanted to have you near me. I hope you don’t mind.”

He shook his head and said, “No…I don’t mind at all.” I reached for the T-shirt and pulled it over my head as he whispered, “Christ, you’re so beautiful.”

I smiled as I reached out for his shirt to take it off. My hands stopped when I saw how he was dressed. Why is he in fatigues?

He slowly stood up and I followed. My eyes moved up and down his body. When they landed on his dog tags I sucked in a breath of air. I looked up into his eyes and whispered, “You’re still in the Marines, aren’t you?”

He looked away and then looked back at me, closed his eyes and whispered, “Yes.”

For the first few seconds I stood there shocked. I was so confused. There was no base here in Austin. I knew he went to the Army Reserve base a lot, but I had no idea why. I loved him unconditionally and I didn’t need to know why he couldn’t tell me what his job was. I had no intentions of asking him any questions about it. There was a reason he couldn’t say and I knew he must have just rushed over here as soon as he got home.

I moved closer to him and reached for his shirt. I pulled it over his head, never taking my eyes from his. I glanced down at his dog tags and quickly looked away. I reached for his belt buckle and began taking it off. Lark reached down and quickly took off his boots and then his pants. He threw them to the side and pulled me to him. He lifted my chin up and when our lips touched we both let out a moan.

“Oh God. I missed you so much,” he whispered as he pulled his lips back just enough to speak.

“Make love to me. Please make love to me,” I said as my breathing increased. He picked me up and gently laid me down and then moved on top of me.

It wasn’t lost on me that he still had his dog tags on. I opened my legs to him and when he finally pushed into me I felt like I was going to cry from the sweet relief he was providing me.

I moved my fingertips up and down his back as he slowly made love to me. He buried his face in my neck and kept repeating how much he had missed me and how sorry he was he couldn’t call.

I didn’t even care. All I cared about was that he was here and we were together. I felt the familiar build up and as my orgasm hit me he pushed up and looked into my eyes.

I knew what I was about to do could scare him away but I was so overcome with emotion I needed to say it.

I could feel him growing bigger inside me as he whispered, “I’m going to come.”

I looked into his eyes and whispered, “I love you.”

He didn’t need to answer me. I saw it in his eyes. I felt it in the way his body moved with mine. He closed his eyes and quickly opened them again. I placed my hand on the side of his face and said, “I’m not looking for you to say it in return. I just wanted you to know.”

“Azurdee,” he whispered as he reached down and gently kissed me. He rolled off of me and pulled me to him. I loved being in his arms more than anything. I could feel the cold metal of his dog tags as I shut my eyes and fought to hold back my tears.

“Will you come home with me for Christmas?”

He barely whispered his question and my heart pounded in my chest so loudly I was sure he could hear it. He wants me to go home with him?

I turned around and faced him. I glanced down to his dog tags and he must have seen me, because he reached for them, took them off and set them on the side table.

“Home? Like as in your family ranch home?”

He laughed and said, “Yes. As in come and meet my father and mother.”

I swallowed hard and then smiled slightly. “I’d love to.”

“How many days can you take off?”

“Um…well, the coffee shop is shut down the week of Christmas and I was planning on taking a few days off the week before, but I hadn’t really decided yet.”

He smiled and said, “Can you take that week off, too? I’m planning on being there for two weeks. I need to decompress and nothing does it like the ranch.”

I sat up and thought about it. I could leave Ralph in charge; I trusted him and I planned on making him the manager of the restaurant once it opened. This would be great practice for him.

I looked at him and smiled. “When are you leaving?”

The smile that spread across his face made my stomach drop with excitement. “Two days.”

I nodded my head and said, “Okay.”

He grabbed me and pulled me in for another kiss. He pulled back and said, “Come on. I want to do something.” He stood up and quickly started getting dressed.

I got out of bed and looked at him and laughed. “Are we going somewhere?”

He nodded his head. “I’m going to go pack up my stuff and come back here, if that’s okay? We’ll leave from here and head down to the ranch.”

I looked at the clock. “Lark, it’s four in the morning. Can’t we wait until daylight to go get your stuff?”

He shook his head and reached down for the T-shirt and handed it to me. “Put this back on and throw on something warm. I’m on the bike.”

He walked up to the side table and grabbed his dog tags and put them back on and made his way out of my room. My head was spinning. Why in the world did he want to leave now? What was the rush?

I grabbed my cell phone and sent Ralph a text that I would be out all morning and would stop by after lunch.

I pulled the T-shirt on over my head, sans bra and then found a sweatshirt. It was abnormally warm for December so I was pretty sure I would be okay in just that and a pair of jeans.

When I walked out into my living room I looked out the French doors and saw Lark on the phone.

Who in the hell would he be talking to this early in the morning?

He walked in and smiled at me as he said, “You ready?”

I nodded my head and asked, “Should I bring my purse?”

When the left corner of his lips moved up, I knew he was up to something.

“No. You won’t need it.”

It didn’t take me long to wish I had worn a long sleeve shirt under the sweatshirt. I buried my face behind Lark and silently said a prayer that we would not be bringing the bike back to Wimberley.

Finally Lark pulled into the parking garage and parked. I had such a chill I couldn’t wait to get upstairs. I got off the bike and took my helmet off. I put it under the seat where he stored it and I stood there and just stared at Lark who was still sitting on the bike. I tilted my head and looked at him.

“What?” I asked.

“Get in my truck, back seat. You left your skirt in there. Change into it and be sure to take your panties off.”

I looked at him confused. “My pink skirt? Damn. I’ve been looking for that skirt. You want me to change into a skirt? Why?”

“Don’t ask questions. Just do it, Azurdee.”

The authority in his voice had my libido hitting high and I walked around the bike and got into the back seat of the truck. Sure enough my pink skirt was right there folded up like I left it a month ago.

I pulled my shoes off and slipped off my jeans and then my panties. I slipped the skirt on and slipped my sneakers back on. I jumped out of the truck and spun around for Lark as he smiled.

“Done. Now do you want to tell me why you had me change and take off my panties?”

I watched as he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down a bit, exposing his rock-hard erection.

Oh God.

He used his index finger to motion for me to move closer. “Climb on in front of me baby. I want to go for another ride.”

My breathing became erratic at the i

dea of having sex, on his bike, in a public garage. I quickly looked around. People would be leaving for work soon but I didn’t even care. Again my libido took over and I was finding myself climbing up and facing him. I sat myself down onto him and let out a gasp as I threw my head back.

“Fuck, you’re always so damn wet and ready, aren’t you?”

I snapped my head back up and nodded as I leaned down and began kissing him as I positioned my feet and began moving up and down on his dick.

“God! Lark… It’s not going to…take…long.”

He grabbed my hair and pulled hard, exposing my neck to him. He took his tongue and ran it along my sensitive skin as I let out a long soft moan.

“Fuck me faster, Azurdee.”

“Yes,” I whispered as I began moving faster. I lifted up more and slammed back down on him causing us both to suck in a breath of air.

“Lark, oh God, I’m so close.”

Then I heard someone talking and I stopped. “Don’t stop. Faster, Azurdee.”

I began moving again. Grinding my hips into his. The idea that someone could see us did weird things to me. At first I was about to die of embarrassment, but now it was turning me on even more.

“When you come I want you to cry out how good it feels.”

I looked at him. “What?”