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he mumbled, pressing soft kisses to her forehead, cheeks and lips. His hand idly caressed her breast, thumb brushing the still-sensitive nipple. She giggled, tilting her face up to capture his mouth. Brad's fingers traced lazy patterns on her skin, his dominance a comforting blanket over her submission. Marie nestled closer, content in the afterglow, knowing this affair had woven itself too deeply into their souls to unravel easily.

“Why do you want to be an EMT?” Tim cleared his throat. “Well, sir, I was a medic in the Army, and I loved it. I’d like to pursue that path in civilian life.” “Honorable discharge?” “Yes sir, a medical separation. I was wounded in Afghanistan.” John leaned back in his chair. “It sounds to me like you weren’t happy about being discharged.” “No, sir, I wasn’t. I’d planned to retire from the Army twenty years from now. But it is what it is.” “I wasn’t either when it happened to me,” the program director confided. “I was in the Marines. And like you, I planned on being a career man. But small arms fire during Desert Storm altered my path.”

It was a historical romance novel that easily captivated her, preventing her from thinking about other things. The male protagonist in the book was a general, whom Annabelle liked very much. The general was silent, brave, and gentle. In the face of a formidable enemy, he fought against a hundred alone. Upon returning to the military camp, he saw his wife suddenly paying a visit. He would embrace his young wife like a teenager and excitedly carry her into the tent. Wait... huh? This man has always been serious, how did he suddenly start driving... However, surprisingly, it was very good-looking.

The silence inside the vehicle felt heavier than the vows we’d exchanged minutes ago. Javier didn’t speak further, and I didn’t either. I wasn’t sure if he expected tears, pleading, fear, or gratitude. He got nothing, not even a glance. I hated seeing criminals running freely, and now I had broken military rules by marrying a criminal like Javier. When we pulled into the Miguel mansion, my breath caught for a moment, not from awe, but from the wave of armed guards rushing forward. They lined up in formation, greeting Javier with respect and curiosity. Their eyes drifted to me, analyzing, measuring.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

In one smooth motion he lifted me up and my legs wrapped around his waist automatically. He turned and pressed my back against the wall hard enough to knock a picture frame crooked. The new position put the hard ridge of his erection right against the place where I needed friction most and I couldn’t stop myself from grinding down against him. “Fuck,” Nathan groaned against my mouth, and the raw need in his voice sent another wave of heat through me. His hips thrust up to meet mine and the friction made stars burst behind my closed eyelids. We were still fully clothed but it felt so good I thought I might actually come just from this, just from grinding against him like teenagers.

MATURE CONTENT AHEAD (If your uncomfortable with mature stuff I would prefer you to skip this chapter.) PG-18+ Author Pov Damon skillfully removed her gown and threw it on the floor. Her half-naked body got pressed against his bare chest. Her eyes were staring in his dark ones with fear and somehow anxiety holding in them. His fingers brushed against her jawline making her shudder at his touch. His rough hand cupped her covered bosom making her breathe heavily. His every doing was felt like heaven to her.

💊 Captain Amir 💊 I drove straight to the military headquarters with the rest of soldiers in a hurry. We got there and I went straight into the General's tent. "General!" I called with a salute immediately I entered his tent. "What the hell is going on, I heard some shooting, what happened?" He asked. "We were ambushed General, I took some of my men out on a patrol and we were ambushed by the Taliban forces. I lost most of my men Sir, we were able to retreat and hide in the woods and the next thing I heard was them invading the camp." I explained.

Veronica I didn’t know how God had created a man like my cook. He was almost unfair to look at. Far too attractive to be standing in my kitchen, calmly cooking and serving meals like it was nothing. He was young, probably mid-twenties, all lean muscle and quiet strength beneath his shirt. Handsome in that effortless way that made you look twice without meaning to. And compared to my husband… there was no comparison at all. I was sure even his cock would be even bigger and more irresistible.