Page 15 of Her Naughty Soldier

His lips find my neck, kissing and teasing my sensitive skin. His hands slide over my breast, his thumb grazing over my nipples. A wave of pleasure crashes through me, my knees going weak for a moment. He presses me against the wall for support, his mouth finding my breasts.

I gasp as his tongue swirls around my nipple, teasing with gentle, insistent strokes. I've never felt anything like it, the aching between my legs growing with every stroke. As he moves to the other nipple, I can feel my arousal pooling, the wetness between my legs begging to be touched.

His hand slides down my body, resting on my thigh and sending a flutter of anticipation through me. His eyes meet mine, and I nod, my breathing ragged. He shifts his hand even higher, until he's brushing against my wetness.

Ethan's touch is electric. My eyes lock on his as he strokes me, each stroke sending a pulse through me. I whimper softly, and he gives me a knowing smirk.

"Do you like that?" he asks.

"Yes," I moan, my fingers finding their way to his belt.

As I unbutton his pants, he slips a finger inside me. "So wet for me," he murmurs, his lips finding mine in a kiss. My heart is racing as I fumble with his belt, not sure how to undo it without breaking the kiss.

"Allow me," he says, gently easing me away. I step back, my body racked with anticipation, as he undoes his belt and jeans. He pulls them down, revealing his hard, erect cock.

My eyes widen as I take him in. He's long and thick, almost intimidating in his size. "Lily," he whispers, his voice almost a growl. "What do you want?"

"I want you," I reply, taking the lead. I reach for him, stroking his length and feeling him quiver under my touch. He groans softly, his head falling back.

My hand wraps around his shaft, and I stroke him gently, working him into a frenzy. My other hand finds his balls, and I tease him with a gentle squeeze. Ethan groans softly, his eyes locked on mine.

"Lily," he breathes, reaching for my wrist and tugging my hand away. "Not yet."

"Why?" I ask, loving the effect I have on him. "What do you have planned now?"

His eyes narrow on me. "You'll see," he says, dropping to his knees in front of me.

"Oh, fuck," I gasp as his tongue slides through my wetness and circles my clit.

"You taste so good," he murmurs, his voice a low growl.

I whimper, curling my hands in his hair, bracing myself as he teases me with his tongue. He nudges my legs apart with his hand, and I oblige, straddling his face, giving him complete and total access to my most sensitive parts. The sensation is intense, his tongue swirling around my clit and sending sparks of pleasure through me. I can feel my orgasm building, running from my clit and pooling in my belly.

"Ethan," I gasp, tugging his hair. "I'm going to come!"

He slides a finger inside me, and his tongue continues its assault. The whole world melts away until the only thing left is the feeling of his mouth on my pussy. I come hard, screaming his name as my orgasm rips through my body.

He stands, pulling me close and kissing me fiercely. "I'm going to come inside you, Lily," he whispers in my ear, his voice low and husky. "I'm going to fuck you until you come again."

"Yes," I gasp, surprised I'm still able to form words.

The anticipation is nearly unbearable. I can feel the tip of his cock against my clit, and as he presses deeper, I whimper softly. He growls, his hands sliding under my ass to lift me. I lock my legs around his waist, my wetness pressing against his cock.

I guide him, gasping as he enters me. I've never felt this over-full before, like I could burst at any moment. But the feeling of him inside me, it's worth the stretch. He fills me completely, every inch of me overflowing with him.

He pulls away, just an inch or so, and my eyes meet his. "You're mine," he growls. "Say it."

"I'm yours," I moan, just wanting to feel him again.

He thrusts, burying himself inside of me. "You're mine," he says again.

"I'm yours," I repeat, my voice a breathy gasp. "I'm yours."

Still inside of me, he lowers us to the ground. He pulls me close, one hand on my ass and the other cradling my head. His mouth finds mine, and his kiss is fierce and sweet. I can't get close enough to him, and I need him deeper, all the way inside me.

"You're mine," he whispers, his lips finding my neck.

"I'm yours," I moan. I am his, completely and utterly.

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