Page 23 of A Soldier's Secret Romance

When we pull up to her house, I’m in awe, it’s a cute cottage home. We walk in it feels warm and cozy.

“Make yourself at home while I change,” she yells over her shoulder.

I look around her living room while I wait. There is an office in the room, off to the side of the living room. I walk in, seeing a wall of windows overlooking thick woods completely surrounding her with privacy. There is a couch under the windows, a coffee table, and to the right is her work desk.

“Hey, so what would you like to do today?” I hear Ellie ask as she walks into the living room, pulling me out of my perusal and thoughts. I make my way back into the living room, and see she is wearing a simple light blue sweater with tight jeans that hug all her curves just right. My cock tightens in my pants, and I want nothing more, than to take her right here. I stalk over to her and watch her eyes dilate. When that tongue darts out I can’t help myself, and I slam my lips on hers.

When I’ve thoroughly kissed her and pulled away, I take in her lust-filled eyes and swollen lips. “Shall we go get something to eat?” I ask.

It takes her a moment to catch up to what I said, and all she can do is nod her head. I laugh and tell her, “No worries, there will be more of that later.” I place my arm around her, then ask, “Did you pack a bag?”

“Umm, yeah, it’s right there.” She points to the floor by the kitchen.

I lean down and grab it while steering her toward the door. I look at the island and think about how she would look leaning over it, while I fuck her senseless, but I know she needs to eat, so I lead us out the door.

She takes me to her favorite Italian restaurant, and I have to admit the food is excellent, but then again, any food that isn’t from the DFAC is going to be amazing. We spend the rest of the day at the resort, walking around the lake and taking in the lighthouse. Talking to her is so easy and effortless, we have as much in common as we have differences, and it’s a good combination.

We order dinner from the restaurant and take it upstairs to my suite. I plate our dinner, pour us each a glass of wine, then we take our dinner to the balcony to enjoy the lake and the full moon shining above.

Looking across the table at Ellie as she takes a drink of her wine, I see her watching me with a look I can’t decipher.

“What are you thinking?” I ask.

“Dessert,” she simply says.

“Yeah, we never did eat our dessert last night, did we?”

“I did, and I’m ready for more,” she says huskily while she gets out of her chair.

I watch her, not piecing together what she’s talking about, but completely locked in on her body as she sways around the table, before getting on her knees and going under the table.

What the hell? Did she drop something?I think to myself until I feel her hand rub the front of my pants and my cock. I feel her unbutton my pants and hear the zipper come down. When her hands snakes in, and she grabs my cock, I damn near come out of my chair. Instead, I grab the handles on the chair, allowing her to take charge, and grit my teeth when I feel her mouth slide over my cock. She swirls her tongue around and licks up my shaft, making me white knuckle hold onto the chair, so I don’t get up and thrust my cock down her throat.

“Fuck, that feels so good, baby. I love your mouth,” I tell her as she sucks me deep into her throat.

“Mmmm,” she moans and it sends vibrations through me all the way to my balls.

I close my eyes, continuing to hold onto the chair, enjoying the feeling of Ellie’s mouth. I never want to forget this.

I open my eyes when she pulls my cock out of her mouth, sliding out from under the table. She looks at me with so much heat in her eyes. I watch her undo her jeans, push them down, and kick them off.

I move my chair out while she saunters to me, taking her shirt off. I push my pants down to my ankles just as she pushes her underwear down, kicks them off, then reaches back and undoes her bra.

I continue watching her until she reaches me, leans down, kisses me while stroking my cock again, and I thrust up in her hand. She pulls back from our kiss and climbs into my lap, guiding my cock into her pussy, then she slams down on me, taking me into her channel so deep.

I grab her hips as she bounces up and down on my cock. I watch as her breasts bounce up and down every time she bounces on my cock.Fuck, she’s so tight.She looks like a sex goddess, with her blond hair falling down around her tits, her mouth in an ‘oh’, and her eyes full of desire.

I hear her moans as her orgasm builds. I can’t contain myself anymore, and I begin thrusting up every time she bounces down, hitting her so deep. I lean up and start sucking on her neck as she leans down to place her mouth on my shoulder to keep from crying out. I can feel her walls tightening, at the same time my balls tighten up, we are both so close to coming. I hold on to her hips, while she continues bouncing on my cock, until we both explode together, her pussy pulling my cum from deep in my balls.

“Shit, I like your desserts, baby,” I tell her with a chuckle as we both try to catch our breath.

“I agree. It’s definitely the best filling,” she says as we both laugh, while I continue holding her against me, my cock still snug in her hole. We stay like that for a few more minutes before she leans down, kisses me, then lifts herself off me.

“I’m going to grab a shower,” she says, giving me a sultry look, letting me know she wants me to join her. I jump up to follow her naked ass, forgetting that my pants are around my ankles.

I quickly grab onto the table at the last minute before I faceplant on the ground, trying to kick my pants off, then realizing I still have my shoes on. I look at the door that Ellie went through, sit my ass back in the chair, quickly kick my shoes and clothes off, jump up, grab all our clothes, and run into the suite, dropping the clothes onto the floor, while heading straight to the bathroom. I hear the shower running and know my woman is in there waiting for me.

Wait, my woman? Where the hell did that thought come from? Can I continue doing this? Should I continue?I look at the bathroom door, knowing Ellie is in the shower, water cascading down her body, and there is no way I can’t do this. Yes, she is my woman. I take my shirt off, dropping it on the floor while walking into the bathroom, straight to the shower and my woman.

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