The Soldier Next Door

In front of me sits my wife of only eight hours. With all honesty, I can say that I love being married, yes, they say that the marriage is over in an hour, but after that, a lifetime of being married really starts. She becomes mine, and I became hers, and now we will start our happily-ever-after

I believe now more firmly than I did the day before our wedding day when I was rushing like a crazy man in love to prepare the day that my wife shall never forget. There were the parts where I did think that I am making such a big mistake to take such a risk, for I was only opening my heart to more pain.

But as I lay and looked at Ana as she slept last night, I just knew I simply love her, and that is all that matters. Yes, she will have someone that will annoy her for the rest of her life, but at least we will be walking those footsteps together.

She has been nothing but warm giggles and happy chatter, and it makes me so happy that I am the man that makes her feel those things.

But what else this man is feeling is his wife splashing water in his face.

“Boo, what are you doing?

“I am busy bathing, soldier.”

I only but burst out in a fit of laughter, “Oh, is that what you called that splashing around?”

“It is not my fault you ran so much water in the bath.”

“Well, I did not ever think I will be using the thing.”

“Hahaha. Your ass is so lazy.”

“Hey, it is much easier to shower. And if you think about it, we could have had sex in the shower by now.”

“What is wrong with the bath?”

“Really, boo? Is that your idea of being romantic?”

“Now that is a word I ever thought would come out of Ethan Hunter’s mouth.”

“I can show you what else…”

I need not even have to show her; I slip out from behind her and step outside the tub. After wrapping a white towel around my waist, I gently help her out of the tub. Slipping a towel over that big belly, I slowly lead her towards the bed.

As she lays down on the black satin sheets, I slip her towel open and pull it away, “Mmm. Now, what do I do with this?”

“Hopefully not stare at it the whole morning.”

“What type of man would I be if I let this go to waste?”

“The kind of one that is getting slapped for referring to my body as trash.”

“Hahaha. I think I might just love that mouth more than you.”

“Soldier!”

I only but laugh at her. If there is one thing that Ana does well, then it is driving me crazy. I have seen her naked so many times before but seeing her now kind of makes a man feel special.

Her beauty is breath-taking, how I have craved to have my lips so close to her skin. It is beyond amazing; it feels as if I am running my tongue through a pot of honey. She is hot, and her skin is melting into every inch of me; her skin feels like a bed of feathers. There is nothing I would not do to her if she will only give in to me.

Then, I consume her mouth like a fire, my sleek tongue stroking the insides of her mouth, curling and entwining with her own.

She looks up at me. The swirls of emotion I see in her eyes make me gasp. However, before I can ponder about it further, she yanks me to her and covers my mouth with a hungry kiss. As our lips crush together, it feels like I am walking on air. It is magic, the way her lips connect with mine.

“God boo, you taste better than any taste that has ever fallen upon my tongue; I just want to taste more and more of you.”

She slides her hands through my hair and knots her fingers in it; she slowly pulls me closer to her, so close that I can smell her. The sweetness of lily and a touch of powder fills every corner of my senses. She is a breath of fresh air on a bed of wet flowers that is burning hot in the sun. Just thinking of letting myself get lost in her sends a pure ache of craving to my very much throbbing cock,

I look up into the raging oceans that are her eyes to make sure that this is what she truly desires, for I know now more than ever that I do. Every time she thinks of my tongue, this shall be the place that she shall be reminded where it has been.

“Soldier.”

“Ssshhh, boo. Close your eyes and enjoy it.”

I gently part her legs even further; there is a slight tremble of anticipation in them. My fingers slide down the inside of her thighs, then I dig them into her ass and pull her even closer and closer by an inch. My hot breath sends shivers over her body, and I hear her softly whimpering my name. Give me just another half an hour; then she shall be screaming it over and over again.

I take but a moment to admire her. Her pussy has small and thin lips; she is compact and ever so tight. There is nothing but a tiny strip that leads you to her most desirable part. Her lips are a lovely rose pink, and god, how surprisingly wet she is. Her sweet softness and the deep intensity of her wetness sends an undeniable ache to my throbbing erection that is dripping on the inside of my thigh.

I trail my fingers down with my tips, only grazing her clit; then, I gently sink in between her lips. I circle them in slow motion through the wet path that leads me to her entrance. Without even hesitating, I push my finger through ever so deep into her. I wait for a second, then slip in another. She gasps as I knot them and start to pump in and out of her. The sounds of the thrusting in and out of her pussy are like music to my ears.

I stop for a second and wait until she meets my eyes. There are mixed emotions of lust and confusion on her face. I swear if she could shoot daggers, I would be dead.

“Are you okay, boo?”

“Oh, god, Soldier! Why did you stop?”

Unable to resist any longer, I press my lips against her pussy. My tongue rolls out and slides through the soft wet valley up to her clit. As I press my tongue deep into the center, her body starts to quiver. I start to flick my tongue ever so skillfully against her hard pearl. I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of her, matching my tongue to the same rhythm. She gasps at the ever-deepening probing of my tongue into her slippery softness.

With my hands firm on her thighs, I try to keep her hips from moving; her body is beyond her control. As I continue to play my tongue around her clit, my fingers only increase the speed that I am pumping into her. I can feel the heat start building up in her body, and I know she closes.

“Boo, I am going to make you cum.”

She only nods, for she is unable to even form a single word. I smile at her with a near, satisfied grin. I got her close to shattering, now only one little push, and she falls over the edge.

I slip my fingers out and replace them with my tongue. I drive my thumb into the center of her soft spot and start circling her hard. My tongue drives deep in and out of her. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper, she is building up to a climax. The warmth in her body is near burning; her legs are shaking beyond a quiver.

“Let it go, boo.”

“Oh, god, Soldier.”

I feel her pussy clench tight, and her warmth erupts over my tongue. With one last lick, I move up her body and drop down next to her.

“Just give me a few seconds to breathe, then I will tell you how amazing you are.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“Hahaha. Compliment taken.”

“Don’t go getting a big head now, Mr. Hunter.”

“I already have one, but a second one can do.”

“You are impossible.”

“So what do you say? You ready for the next round?”

“Hahaha. I don’t know how many times the neighbors want to hear me scream.”

“I will just go tell them to plug their ears.”

She falls quiet for a moment to catch her breath, then I get that ‘Ana look,’ and my entire body freezes on the spot, yet I let her continue, “Can I ask a question?”

“Mmm, am I in trouble?”

“Yes, soldier, you are in trouble.”