A Soldier's Christmas

Their lips sealed together and their tongues caressed and held before Logan took over. He started to stab her mouth with his tongue as hotly as he would his cock when he got inside her. She loved him fucking her mouth, and when she climbed up him, her legs wrapped around his hips, she started to ride his rigid length. Her pussy was so wet with need that she lubricated his dick, which slipped inside her easily.

“More,” she gasped as her back came up against the wall, and Logan thrust all the way inside her.

“God, you’re so tight like a fist.” Logan grunted when Emma contracted around him.

He held them still, and asked, “How close are you?”

“Give it to me hard and you’ll find out.”

“Fuck,” he hissed between his teeth.

With slight rearrangement, Logan held her bottom in one hand, and her wrists over her head with the other. His eyes blazed fire as they gazed into hers, and then he started to move.

Each stroke was long, hard, and ended with a rub against her clit. She couldn’t think and only concentrated on what Logan was doing to her. Then she felt her orgasm as it started in her toes and slowly made its way through her. Her belly tightened as she ground down on him and her eyes rolled in her head. Logan grabbed and held her hips against him as he rocked her. Her insides pulsed strongly with her release while she gripped his penis to prolong it. Just as she started to drift down from the high that Logan had sent her on, she felt his shaft swell before his seed splashed against her walls, which set off more convulsions through her sex while she milked every last drop from his body.

Logan finally released her hips and rocked gently into her while they rode out their pleasure together. He cupped her face and kissed her. “I love you.” He continued to rock. “I can’t stop loving you. I’m getting hard again.”

“Mmm,” Emma moaned, and moved seductively against him, her nipples grazed the hair on his chest. “I love feeling you against me like this. And inside me; you’re so big and fill me up. I don’t ever want you to stop.”

“I won’t, baby.”

“I love you, too, Logan.”

They didn’t surface again for a while.

Epilogue

9 months later

“Mrs. Logan Richards,” Logan whispered into her ear, and sent a bolt of desire through her as he slow danced her around the dance floor.

They’d been married for about five hours and Emma wanted to sneak off to their hotel suite to be alone with her husband.

Husband.

She sighed, her love ever stronger for the man who held her tightly against him.

He looked so handsome in his dress blues, and part of her was sad that they’d been retired to the back of the closet. But she’d wanted Logan to wear them when they married because he’d given twenty years of his life to the Army. Although that part of his life was over, their life together as man and wife was just

beginning, even though, their journey had started nearly three years ago now when she’d written her first letter to an unknown soldier. Her care package had finally arrived about two months after she’d mailed it. Logan had been delighted with the contents, but all it had done for Emma was remind her of the time they had no contact.

Since meeting, they’d been inseparable when he wasn’t on base, and her family had supported them since Christmas. Her relationship with her mother especially, had been like it always had been before Seth entered her life, way back when—as a mother and daughter’s relationship should be.

“What are you thinking about?”

“You, my family, my love for the sexy Soldier who is currently holding me in his arms...my husband.”

He smiled against her cheek, and held her even closer if that was possible. “I love hearing you call me husband...wife.”

“Mmm,” she mumbled, and cupped the back of his head, and then whispered into his ear, “I think I’m going to scream husband when you make me come tonight.”

Logan had been desperate to make love to his wife from the moment the priest had pronounced them man and wife. He’d had himself under control until she talked about screaming and coming in the same sentence. Because of her words, he was so hard behind his zipper that it wasn’t funny. If she weren’t wrapped up in her fairy tale wedding dress, she’d have been able to feel him against her thigh. It didn’t stop him from feeling every move of her body against him though.

Emma was his heart, and he’d never been so in love before. Some days he had no idea how he’d gotten so lucky, but he never complained. She filled the every part of him to the point that he wasn’t sure he’d ever survive without her by his side.

Which made him glance around the room and settle on Claire. It had been difficult for her being back in North Carolina, surrounded by the men who had served with Matt, and the wives who had been there to support her initially. But as he watched her now, she smiled at something Travis said to her. Logan frowned and wondered what was going on, because he’d seen Travis watch her on and off the day before after they’d first been introduced. He wasn’t really worried about her with Travis because Claire had a temper on her, and wouldn’t be embarrassed to use it if he went further than she was ready for. He wasn’t actually sure that she’d ever be ready.

Matt should have been the one to stand up with him at his wedding but, although he’d been overwhelmed with sadness at the rehearsal, he’d managed on the day with the love of his wife.