A Soldier's Christmas

by Lexi Buchanan

  He growled and pulled her leg up to his hip, which had her wide open as she rubbed against the bulge behind his zipper.

  She bit his lobe and delighted when he hardened even more.

  “Emma,” he growled, “you have me acting like a horny teenager.”

  She smiled and kissed along his jaw. “There’s nothing about you that resembles a teenager. Not from your whisker-covered jaw to your sensual mouth,” she placed a whisper of a kiss across his lips seconds before she yanked her shirt off to reveal her naked body, “and I love your chest hair; how it causes my nipples to harden and tingle when I rub against you.” She did just that, and a shudder went through them. She gripped his arms and added, “I love how it trails down to your groin.”

  He let out a choked groan.

  She continued, “But I find it so hot when I watch your penis swell with need from the thatch of hair that covers your balls.”

  Logan panted into Emma’s neck. “Please...don’t...say...anything else. My cock is so hard that I’m afraid it’s going to snap in two, and my briefs are wet with precum.” He thrust his hips into Emma’s.

  “I love that I do this to you.” She nibbled his lobe and sighed in pleasure.

  His mouth dipped and captured one of her cherry nipples between his tongue and the roof of his mouth as he suckled and massaged her ripe flesh.

  Emma gasped and made quick work of his jeans, shoving them down his hips before she wrapped her hand around him.

  The length of him quivered and released more precum at her touch, but she felt him tremble against her when she rubbed it into the sensitive head.

  “I need to taste you,” she begged, releasing him. “One minute. Don’t move.” She quickly dragged a cushion from the one chair in the living room before she dropped to her knees in front of him. “Now...really, don’t move.”

  She sighed in pleasure when his fully erect penis bobbed in front of her face. It reached his navel, and was really thick. The more she stared without touching, the more he twitched and slowly released precum.

  She found it arousing to watch how he reacted to her closeness, and when she reached out and tickled along the vein that popped along his length, he swelled even more. She used her fingernail to rub into the slit on the bulging head of his shaft, and had to use her other hand on his bottom to keep him close when he tried to step away from her touch.

  “Too much, Emma,” he gasped, and rocked his hips. “I want...fuck...I...God.”

  She chuckled with how he couldn’t string a sentence together. He wouldn’t be able to when her mouth got in on the action.

  Her tongue slipped between her lips and she wet them as she gazed up at him. Then, holding his gaze with hers, she leaned forward and licked around his sac. As she slowly licked up his rigid cock, his hands slipped through her hair and massaged her scalp.

  She felt the control he used to not shove his dick inside her mouth, which was why she tortured him and swirled her tongue around the soaked head. She licked up all his arousal and opened her mouth wide to suck him inside when he released more precum against her tongue.

  “Emma...babe...let me inside you,” Logan begged.

  She took so much of him inside her mouth that she felt his legs as they trembled in response. As she let him slip free, he seemed to sigh in relief. “You are inside me,” she purred. Before he could say anything else, she had his length reaching the back of her throat.

  Her mouth was so full. She pulled back slightly so that she could curl her tongue around the sensitive head while her hand fondled his sac. She loved that he didn’t shave his groin, and slipped her fingers through the dark curls that protected his balls.

  “It’s so hot seeing you on your knees while you suck me off.”

  To reply, she’d have to remove him from her mouth, and she had no intention of doing that because she couldn’t stop. While she pumped and sucked his shaft, his seed started to spill from his penis.

  He groaned, long and loud as he came hard, and Emma delighted as she took every bit of his release down her throat. It made her feel sexy and powerful that it was her who brought him so much pleasure.

  Once his release eased off, she gently licked him clean as he went limp and tried to move her away.

  “Emma, you have to stop.”

  She wouldn’t listen.

  “Fuck!” He arched his hips toward her. “Emma,” he gasped.

  Emma finally released him from her mouth and smiled at his semi-aroused state. “You enjoy that?”

  She smirked up at him because his satisfied smile said it all, and she wanted to do that over and over again. He was her man, and she loved bringing him off the way that she had. It was arousing and the throb between her legs told her as much.

  Her legs pressed together to try and ease some of the tension in her body, but it made it worse, and it wouldn’t settle until she’d come.

  Jumping up, Emma watched as Logan yanked the rest of his clothes off, and stood in front of her, ready to go again.

  “I need you to make me come,” Emma rushed out before she reached for Logan.

  Their lips sealed together and their tongues caressed and held before Logan took over. He started to stab her mouth with his tongue as hotly as he would his cock when he got inside her. She loved him fucking her mouth, and when she climbed up him, her legs wrapped around his hips, she started to ride his rigid length. Her pussy was so wet with need that she lubricated his dick, which slipped inside her easily.

  “More,” she gasped as her back came up against the wall, and Logan thrust all the way inside her.

  “God, you’re so tight like a fist.” Logan grunted when Emma contracted around him.

  He held them still, and asked, “How close are you?”

  “Give it to me hard and you’ll find out.”

  “Fuck,” he hissed between his teeth.

  With slight rearrangement, Logan held her bottom in one hand, and her wrists over her head with the other. His eyes blazed fire as they gazed into hers, and then he started to move.

  Each stroke was long, hard, and ended with a rub against her clit. She couldn’t think and only concentrated on what Logan was doing to her. Then she felt her orgasm as it started in her toes and slowly made its way through her. Her belly tightened as she ground down on him and her eyes rolled in her head. Logan grabbed and held her hips against him as he rocked her. Her insides pulsed strongly with her release while she gripped his penis to prolong it. Just as she started to drift down from the high that Logan had sent her on, she felt his shaft swell before his seed splashed against her walls, which set off more convulsions through her sex while she milked every last drop from his body.

  Logan finally released her hips and rocked gently into her while they rode out their pleasure together. He cupped her face and kissed her. “I love you.” He continued to rock. “I can’t stop loving you. I’m getting hard again.”

  “Mmm,” Emma moaned, and moved seductively against him, her nipples grazed the hair on his chest. “I love feeling you against me like this. And inside me; you’re so big and fill me up. I don’t ever want you to stop.”

  “I won’t, baby.”

  “I love you, too, Logan.”

  They didn’t surface again for a while.

  Epilogue

  9 months later

  “Mrs. Logan Richards,” Logan whispered into her ear, and sent a bolt of desire through her as he slow danced her around the dance floor.

  They’d been married for about five hours and Emma wanted to sneak off to their hotel suite to be alone with her husband.

  Husband.

  She sighed, her love ever stronger for the man who held her tightly against him.

  He looked so handsome in his dress blues, and part of her was sad that they’d been retired to the back of the closet. But she’d wanted Logan to wear them when they married because he’d given twenty years of his life to the Army. Although that part of his life was over, their life together as man and wife was just
beginning, even though, their journey had started nearly three years ago now when she’d written her first letter to an unknown soldier. Her care package had finally arrived about two months after she’d mailed it. Logan had been delighted with the contents, but all it had done for Emma was remind her of the time they had no contact.

  Since meeting, they’d been inseparable when he wasn’t on base, and her family had supported them since Christmas. Her relationship with her mother especially, had been like it always had been before Seth entered her life, way back when—as a mother and daughter’s relationship should be.

  “What are you thinking about?”

  “You, my family, my love for the sexy Soldier who is currently holding me in his arms...my husband.”

  He smiled against her cheek, and held her even closer if that was possible. “I love hearing you call me husband...wife.”

  “Mmm,” she mumbled, and cupped the back of his head, and then whispered into his ear, “I think I’m going to scream husband when you make me come tonight.”

  Logan had been desperate to make love to his wife from the moment the priest had pronounced them man and wife. He’d had himself under control until she talked about screaming and coming in the same sentence. Because of her words, he was so hard behind his zipper that it wasn’t funny. If she weren’t wrapped up in her fairy tale wedding dress, she’d have been able to feel him against her thigh. It didn’t stop him from feeling every move of her body against him though.

  Emma was his heart, and he’d never been so in love before. Some days he had no idea how he’d gotten so lucky, but he never complained. She filled the every part of him to the point that he wasn’t sure he’d ever survive without her by his side.

  Which made him glance around the room and settle on Claire. It had been difficult for her being back in North Carolina, surrounded by the men who had served with Matt, and the wives who had been there to support her initially. But as he watched her now, she smiled at something Travis said to her. Logan frowned and wondered what was going on, because he’d seen Travis watch her on and off the day before after they’d first been introduced. He wasn’t really worried about her with Travis because Claire had a temper on her, and wouldn’t be embarrassed to use it if he went further than she was ready for. He wasn’t actually sure that she’d ever be ready.

  Matt should have been the one to stand up with him at his wedding but, although he’d been overwhelmed with sadness at the rehearsal, he’d managed on the day with the love of his wife.

  With thoughts of Emma rolling around in his head, he smiled down at her and kissed the tip of her nose.

  “Have I told you lately that I love you...Mrs. Richards? Because I do. Very much.”

  Emma caressed his face, and brought her lips within mere inches of his. “I know you do,” she smiled, “but not as much as I love you.”

  The End

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  About the Author

  I was born in Bolton, Lancashire within the United Kingdom, where I lived, and worked at the University of Bolton. In 2010, I moved to Ireland with my husband, four kids and pack of animals.

  I’m a NY Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of Devour, and International Bestselling Author of Seduce and Sizzle.

  My time is spent writing when I can get away from Facebook, and chasing after the kids and animals.

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