Page 1 of Liberating Mallory

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“We’ll be home in minus twenty minutes, ladies and gents. Enjoy your liberty. You fuckers have earned it!”

“Oorah” sounded through the plane before the chatter became quiet amongst themselves.

Twenty minutes later, the C-17 Globemaster III landed back at base in San Diego, California. Everyone grabbed their gear as they disembarked solemnly. The mission was totally FUBAR. That was relatively normal, but this time it was worse. They lost a teammate, a close friend, their brother. Everyone stopped after they got off the plane, turned and saluted the coffin that was being escorted off the plane by their team leader, their commanding officer, and several others.

After they completed their debriefings, they paid their respects to their fallen brother at their local watering hole. Memories were shared amongst tears, laughter, and a shot of tequila.

“Hey beautiful!” Russell ‘Opie’ Adamson hollered out to Mallory ‘Phoenix’ Hart. “You still going home to see your parents in Colorado?”

Opie leaned up against Mallory’s truck as she threw her go bag into the back. Mallory smiled at Opie, as her eyes raked his body starting first at his head then moving down his body to his worn-out combat boots before moving slowly back up to his mouth and eyes.

“Yeah. Mom’s been begging for a visit since I haven’t been home in a long time. I’m not leaving until tomorrow morning though. I want to get a good night’s sleep before I hit the road.”

“How about I pick up some grub for us? I need to call my sister Melissa and check in on my baby sis Erica and Cassie, the oldest sister. Melissa’s husband, Josh’s unit left on a mission yesterday according to her text.”

Mallory nodded as she opened her driver’s side door and climbed into her truck. “You have the key. I’m going to go home, grab a shower and call my parents.”

Opie walked over to the driver side window leaning in to look into Mallory’s eyes. “Call your parents then grab a shower.”

Mallory grinned at Opie’s wink. “Bossy much?”

“Only with you.” Opie reached into the truck to cup Mallory’s cheek and turned her head towards him as he gently kissed her lips. “I’ll be home soon. Drive safely, beautiful.”

“Going to get into trouble one of these days, Marine.” Mallory smiled against Opie’s lips.

“You’re worth it, Marine.” Opie replied, winking at Mallory as he stepped back to let her leave.

Thirty minutes later, Opie walked into the door to see Mallory hanging up her phone as she walked backwards towards the bedroom, unbuttoning her uniform shirt, smiling seductively at Opie. Opie placed the food in the kitchen and followed Mallory into the bedroom, shedding his own uniform as he watched Mallory undress.

“How are your sisters?”

“They are good. Wanting to know when you’re coming to hang out again.” Opie smirked as he slowly stalked towards Mallory.

“I’ll stop by when I get back from Colorado. How’s Cassie doing?”

“Same. Erica said she hasn’t been going to her counseling sessions like she should.”

“I’m sorry, handsome.” Mallory smiled sadly, walking towards Opie, pulling him into her arms.

“Enough talk about family. I want to enjoy what little time I have with you before you leave me for the next couple of weeks.” Opie winked, as he gripped Mallory’s nape, lowering his forehead to hers.

“Mmmm,” Mallory moaned at the feel of his hands sliding from her neck, down her back, and making their way slowly to her ass. “I’d like that. I’m going to miss you for those two weeks I’m gone.”

“Well, there’s always video chat, phone calls, text messages and emails.”

Opie sealed his lips over Mallory’s. The kiss started out slow and sensual but soon got more frenzied because of his need for Mallory overtook his self-control.

Opie guided Mallory backward towards the bed, waiting for her to moan when the back of her knees hit the bed like she always did. Opie lowered Mallory slowly to the bed. Their lips never broke contact as he did so, presenting her laid out like a buffet that he couldn’t wait to gorge himself on.

Slowly his lips trailed along Mallory’s throat, over her shoulder and down her torso to her heated core. He looked up at her now flushed face just briefly before licking her soaking wet pussy with the flat of his tongue. Opie watched as her breathing hitched, her head went back as her back arched, her eyes closed.

He held down her thighs as he used the tip of his tongue to tease Mallory’s clit refusing to let her move to control the angle or the pressure. Opie feasted on Mallory’s taste imprinting her taste into his memory. Tonight was going to have to last him for the next two weeks. He’d already been without her for the last four weeks because their mission separated them except by voice.

Mallory gasped for air, her impending orgasm rushing forward. Reaching for Opie’s head, Mallory gripped his short, shaggy hair, pulling. She wasn’t sure if she was pulling him into her or off her with the way her orgasm was rushing to the surface.

“Russell,” Mallory gasped, her legs shaking from his onslaught. “Oh God! Don’t…stop!”

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