บททั้งหมดของ Enemy Mine (Unseen Enemy 3): บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

“He – he was in my unit. Well, not my unit. Dean was the LT, but I was in it with Jim. And with Tiegert.”“Tiegert?”“Yeah.” His voice was soft. “Billy Tiegert.”He stopped again. She was suddenly very aware of the tension in his whole body, the prairie distance in his gray eyes. Whatever had happened, it was obviously something that Chris didn’t talk about easily.Maybe he doesn’t talk about it at all.“He was an experienced Ranger, but he was new to Afghanistan. Tiegert had done all his tours in Iraq, and the man had raided compounds and protected Embassy workers and generally kicked ass all over the place, wherever he was asked to go.” Chris sighed. “And he was a nice guy. You know? Like, the kind of guy who’d hand you his shirt and shoes if he thought you needed them. No questions asked.”Jenny nodded.Chris ran his hands up and down her back, finding it soothed him to touch her. “He’d been with our unit for about a week, no more than that. And he and I went out on patrol in a kno

“Chris,” she breathed. “I want you to touch me, too.”He raised his head. “Where, baby?”She took his hands and lay them on her breasts. “Here, for starters.”“Oh, God.” He fought to keep himself under control. “You sure?”“Yes,” she whispered. “Take this off me. Please.”His fingers trembling, he carefully undid the top button on her pj top. She arched her back under him, biting her lip. He undid the next button, then the third, watching her eyes the whole time, making sure she was there with him. When he’d undone them all, he gently opened the top, laying her bare to his gaze, to his touch.“My God, baby.” His voice was reverential. “So beautiful.”“Touch me, Chris. Kiss me… make me feel good.”“I’ll go slow, OK? You tell me if you want me to stop.”She nodded, while thinking that there was no way she was going to ask him to stop anything. Her body was humming with need, and she was barely holding on.Chris ran his fingers down her body gently, circling her breasts, then her nipples

Three weeks later“But that’s amazing, Jenny.” Emma was stunned. “And when did you guys first do this?”“Almost three weeks ago,” Jenny said. “That was the first time that he – he touched me that way. Made me feel good.”“Three weeks?” Liv said. “And you’re just telling us now?”Jenny twisted her hands together. “Yeah, well…”Emma and Liv looked alert.“Well, what?” Liv said.“Well, it feels… different now. Like, what’s going on is just between me and Chris. It’d be like you two going into detail about what you do with Dean and Dallas, and that’s private, right? That stays in your beds, in your relationships.”Emma cocked her head. “So, you feel that you and Chris are in a relationship?”“I – I don’t know. We haven’t talked about it.”“Honey, you need to,” Emma said gently. “This is the time to have that conversation, right? The one that I mentioned way back in the beginning, about developing romantic feelings for each other, and what you’re going to do with those feelings. Remember?”

Chris shrugged off his jacket and took a deep breath. He was happy to be home.“Jenny?” he called. “You here?”“Yeah.” Her voice drifted down the stairs. “I’m in the bedroom.”My favorite place for her to be. He stood at the bottom of the stairs. “You want me to come up?”“Oh, definitely.”He heard it in her voice, and his whole body responded. He was hard before he took the first step, and he was almost panting by the time he reached the bedroom. He wanted to touch her. Right now.He stood in the doorway and gazed at her. She was in bed, the sheets pulled to her chin. Her blue eyes were warm and sparkling as she stared back at him.“Hey,” she said.“Hey yourself.” His eyes gleamed. “You wearing anything under there?”“Why don’t you come and find out?”“Sure thing,” he said, his voice husky.He crossed the room and sat on the edge of the bed. He reached under the blankets and found her ankle. Chris made his way up her leg, his large hand skimming over her soft skin. He stroked her kn

She repeated the roll, deeper this time, then started lifting and lowering herself on her knees. She experimented, took her time, noticed what her body liked, what made her pussy walls tighten and melt. She looked at Chris, saw his own pleasure bright across his face and her body responded. She took his hands now, placed them on her hips."Touch me," she breathed. "Everywhere, anywhere you want."He groaned as she started moving on him, stronger now. His cock was being pulled on by her inner muscles, like hands massaging him, and he starting thrusting up into her, meeting her downward strokes and plunges. Jenny gasped, her head falling back.Her breasts begged for his mouth and he sat up now, his hands on her curvy ass, helping her to move faster. His lips moved from nipple to nipple, gently sucking and teasing, and she clutched his neck, moving on him without any conscious effort on her part now. She was simply doing what felt good, what felt right. She was revelling in pure pleasure