by Haven, Leila
“You like that, babe?”
She moaned. “Hmmm. Don’t stop.”
“I’m going to make you come. Do you want that, babe?”
“Yes,” she sighed.
“How much do you want it?” It was fun seeing her in this state. She couldn’t think about anything except the pleasure my hand was giving to her. She was being driven into a frenzy and I had never seen her more beautiful.
“Please, Derrick,” she pleaded. I finally got her to beg me. It was a triumph that brought a smile to my lips. “Please give it to me.”
She was about to make my cock explode without even touching it. I needed to finish her off so I could get my relief. I was going to be begging for it before too long. I would never have told her that, though. It would be my secret to keep.
I quickly pumped my fingers in and out of her hole while my thumb beat out a pattern on her clit. It took only seconds for Ariana to lose control. She closed her eyes as she moaned. “Derrick.”
“Yeah, babe?” I kept fiddling with her clit, drawing out her orgasm for both of our benefit. Seeing her in this private moment where she couldn’t control anything was blissful. She was swept up in the pure ecstasy of our bodies touching and I watched her the entire time, noticing every little feature on her face, from the wrinkle of her brow to the sweet curve of her lips.
Her hands came down to pull mine from her, the sensations too much for her to bear. She slumped on to me, our chests beating out a frantic rhythm of their own. She lay there for some time while the rush of adrenaline coursed through her.
“Don’t go to sleep on me, babe,” I whispered with a hint of laughter in my voice. “I still want to fuck you. Hard. Now.”
She pushed herself up with her eyes burning into me. “I want to be fucked,” she said. “So, please, be my guest.”
“You said it, babe.”
I positioned her hips so she wavered over my cock. I was rock hard, standing straight up and strained against the skin. It felt like I was going to split in two if I didn’t relieve some of the pressure in my dick.
My hand briefly checked her cunt, making sure it was still wet enough for me. She was soaked; there was no way my cock was going to hurt her as I plowed inside. It was enough to give me the green light.
The only encouragement I needed.
I pushed her hips down, my cock barreling into her with sudden pressure. She gasped as I filled her, her tight little cunt wrapping around my dick and squeezing it just right.
I didn’t stop pushing on her hips until I was buried up to the balls inside her. Fuck, she felt good. Just tight enough to squeeze me, not tight enough to cause any pain to either of us. Ariana was perfect in every way. It was a pity this was going to be the last time we’d have sex. I tried to push that thought away for now.
Ariana started moving her hips, using her legs to slide up and down my shaft. I guided her rhythm, making sure she didn’t go too fast when it all felt so fucking good. I wanted to be doing this for hours, but I wouldn’t last that long. Not when her tits were bouncing with her body, her hard little nipples erect and waving at me.
I grabbed one of those tits, bringing it into my mouth so I could suck on her nipple. Her hand cradled the back of my head, pulling me closer against her. She loved having her boobs played with, loved my tongue swirling around her nipple. I bit gently, eliciting a pleasurable groan from her lips.
This woman was awesome. She knew exactly how to move our bodies to get the most intense feelings of joy I had ever experienced. She knew exactly what I needed before even I did.
My cock couldn’t take it much longer. If I was going to explode inside her, she needed to be satisfied too. I switched to the other breast and gave it some attention, sucking on her nipple like she was my lifeline. My hand wandered to her clit, playing with it again to bring her to the point of no return.
She increased the rhythm of our hips, slamming down on my cock before pulling her hips up again to release it. Our bodies slapped together, sounding so loud in the quiet desert that it felt like someone would catch us at any moment.
I would die a happy man.
“Ah, Derrick,” Ariana moaned. “I’m going to come, I can’t last any longer.”
I pushed down hard on her clit, taking all the breath out of her lungs. Her cunt contracted, squeezing my cock and letting me know she had climaxed – as if the serene expression on her face wasn’t enough proof.
I grabbed her hips and slammed into her one last time. It was all I needed to join her in Happy-town. The orgasm erupted from my dick, sending my cum spraying everywhere inside her and mixing her juices with mine.
“Fuck, Ariana.”
The climax sent a surge of heat through my body, coating my skin with a layer of sweat from the exertion. Nestled in her cunt was exactly the perfect place for my dick. It felt like home there. This woman’s body was made for mine.
I held her against my chest, both my arms wrapped around her. I was definitely going to keep her safe. Even if that meant laying down my life for hers. It would be worth it.
We remained in place for a long time. My cock went soft inside her, but she still refused to let me go. For a while there I thought she had fallen asleep.
Until she spoke. “I’m glad I’m lost with you. I don’t think this would be bearable with anyone else.”
“I’m going to get you to safety,” I promised, not for the first time and probably not for the last time either. I would go to the ends of the earth for this woman. But I would never admit that to anyone.
I’d never even had thoughts like this about a woman. They were supposed to be easy fucks, clean and simple so I didn’t have to wake up next to them the next day. I’d never considered having a relationship before, never pictured myself the settling-down type.
Ariana was changing everything, and I couldn’t let her. I was a soldier; I was married to the job. I couldn’t have someone waiting for me at home.
It wasn’t how I worked.
I couldn’t have that kind of responsibility resting on my shoulders.
“I know you’re going to save us.” She was quiet again for a while. I started stroking her back, hoping to lull her into a restful sleep. “Derrick?”
“Yeah, babe.”
“I’m not going to want to leave you.”
Those words.
They crushed my heart into powder so it would blow away with the wind.
I couldn’t think of Ariana leaving and what I would do when she was gone. It was inevitable, something that could not be avoided. She didn’t belong in this war zone, and I didn’t belong in the normal world. We both had commitments that we were too stubborn to ignore.
For just a moment I entertained the thought of what it would be like to have a regular relationship with her back home. I pictured the house with a picket fence, the mornings we’d wake up to the smell of fresh coffee brewing, watching a movie before retiring to bed for the night.
It was all there in my imagination, the whole scene. But it wasn’t realistic. I’d tried to live in the normal world, and my drug habit had almost killed me. It was the Army that had gotten me back on the straight and narrow. The military was where I belonged.
But I couldn’t share any of that with Ariana. She didn’t know of my past, and I wasn’t about to share it with her. She wouldn’t look at me the same way if she knew how many people I’d hurt with my habit. I still couldn’t look my mother in the eyes after what I’d put her through.
I steeled myself for the words I had to say. I took a deep breath, ready to tell her she wouldn’t even give me a thought when she saw the plane that would take her out of here. That I would be a forgotten memory by the time she arrived home.
My words caught in my throat, remaining unspoken.
The truth was I couldn’t think about her leaving. Otherwise, I might have made sure she never reached that plane.
Chapter 11
Ariana
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ke up in the passenger seat. If I wasn’t still naked I might have thought the night with Derrick was just an erotic dream.
My pussy was pleasantly sore, another reminder that I hadn’t dreamed the events. Derrick had promised to fuck me and I had let him. No, not just let him. I’d wanted it too. I’d wanted to feel the closeness and intimacy, to know that I wasn’t alone so far out in the desert. It was easy to think the entire world had disappeared when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere.
Derrick was awake already. Dressed, too. He was used to waking with the sun, but I wasn’t. Sleeping in and late breakfasts were my preference. None of this early bird crap.
I caught him openly ogling my naked body. He didn’t even have the decency to look away. “I hope you’re enjoying the free show,” I mumbled.
“Ain’t nothing free about it, babe,” he replied. It was too early to try to figure out what he meant by that. I let the comment pass over me.
“Can you at least pass me my clothes, please?”
He looked around, as if only just realizing he might have the offending articles. Derrick finally found them on the floor of the vehicle. I tried not to think of all the dirt that was probably down there too. He handed them to me. “Don’t feel like you need to get dressed on my behalf. Naked works fine with me.”
“I don’t think the locals would like it, if we ever reach civilization again.” His lips quirked into a panty-dropping smile while I dressed. He finally looked away when I had my clothes on again. “About last night—”
He held up a hand, interrupting me. “It was the last time. It can’t happen again. I understand that we both needed someone and some comfort. But it can’t happen again. We’ll be at a base soon.”
Derrick was back to being the cold Army officer again. All traces of the man I had been with the night before were gone. He was truly a walking contradiction, and a part of me hated him for it.
How could I be so attracted to a man who didn’t care about my feelings? Who could have sex with me and stroke me so gently, but then be so harsh to me just hours later? I couldn’t figure him out.
My chest felt like it was going to cave in. I forced myself to take some deep breaths so he couldn’t see how upset he’d made me. I didn’t want him to know how deep my feelings flowed for him. It wasn’t just the trauma of the situation. I knew Derrick was more to me than just my savior.
But it seemed I was nothing to him. A one-night stand who had hung around for a second night and was now overstaying my welcome.
I clamped down my feelings so I could match his cold tone. “So are we going to go, or what?” I fixed my gaze straight ahead so I didn’t look at him and melt into a puddle. He was not going to get the best of me. No man ever had, I made sure of it.
It seemed like forever until Derrick started the car. “There’s some food on the backseat if you’re hungry. I stole it when I took the car.”
I didn’t answer him, but I did take a few slices of the bread he had stashed. We drove in silence, just us and the endless plains of the desert.
* * *
“Ariana, wake up.”
Derrick poked me a few times to make sure I followed his direction. I rubbed my eyes and sat up straighter in the car, taking in our new surroundings.
We were in a city, more modern than the last one. The buildings here were higher, the streets paved with tar and not bricks.
“We need to ditch this car,” Derrick continued. “We need one with local license plates. Someone will notice us if we stand out as being different. Do you have any money on you?”
“My money was with my laptop. The one I left in the truck when we were ambushed,” I replied. At least I was completely anal about backing up my work to the cloud. My work would still be there when I logged on again. I hadn’t lost my thousands of typed words.
“Shit.”
“What’s wrong? I thought you were fine stealing anything we needed.”
He hit the steering wheel with the palm of his hand before replying. “We need accommodations. I can’t steal a hotel room.”
“Can’t we go straight to the base?”
“I don’t know if there is one here. It’s a city I’ve never been to before. There’s no telling what’s waiting for us here.” His brow was furrowed, causing a deep line down the middle of his forehead.
If Derrick was worried about something, that meant there was something to be worried about. “Is there anything I can do to help?”
“No, I’ll figure it out,” he said tersely, hitting the steering wheel again with frustration.
Still, I racked my brain trying to work out what we could do. Lying low hadn’t exactly worked perfectly in the last place. We stuck out. It was inevitable when we didn’t look the same as the locals. Our traditional clothes helped immensely, but they were not miracle workers. Our faces were still uncovered and visible for anyone who wanted to take a second glance.
After a few minutes, when we reached a densely populated area, Derrick pulled the car over and turned off the engine. “This car is a liability now. We have to go on foot from here on out.”
“Maybe we should keep driving and leave the city, go somewhere you know there is a base?” I suggested. Derrick was already shaking his head before I finished speaking.
“Too many people are looking at us, and we need gas. Stealing fuel will attract too much attention. We need to disappear on foot.”
He climbed out of the vehicle, leaving me no choice except to do the same thing. Without saying a word he started walking, quickly slipping between two buildings while I hurried to keep up with him. He didn’t seem to care too much if I was there or not.
We wove a maze through the buildings, our heads down and not making eye contact with anyone. The heat was trapped in the small streets, hugging the sidewalk and refusing to relent. I was thirsty, sweating, and exhausted. Derrick seemed unaffected by the elements, I guessed because he’d spent a lot more time in Afghanistan than I had – he was acclimated.
There was no point asking him if he had a plan. He would only snap at me. All I could do was shut up and follow him like an obedient puppy. His silence was making me angrier with every step we took.
We walked down another alleyway before Derrick’s arm shot out to stop me moving forward any further. He froze, his body strained and ready for action. A dread started to pit in my stomach.
“What—”
“Shh,” he hushed, stopping me.
He cocked his head to the side, listening to something I couldn’t hear. It felt like my breath was too loud, like someone would hear it and our position would be betrayed. No matter how many times I looked over his shoulder, I couldn’t see the danger he saw.
“Someone’s following us,” he whispered. He shifted around so I was positioned in front of him, Derrick shielding my back now. “See that hotel over there?” He nodded forward to an entrance of a building, its name written in English and Dari. I nodded in return. “You need to go in there and hide. Pretend you have a room there and they shouldn’t bother you. I will lead them away and come back for you. Do it now.”
I didn’t want to be separated from him and I didn’t want to send him into danger either. But he was the soldier, he knew what he was talking about. He may have been a jerk but I did trust him.
“Now, Ariana.”
With him still standing as a barrier between us, I started walking. Every shaky step took me closer to the hotel and further away from the man that was my security blanket.
Risking a glance backward, I could see he was watching me, all the way until I was inside. Then he moved.
He would come back for me.
I was almost certain of it.
The hotel opened into a large foyer, crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling. People mingled around, checking in or waiting around with a cell phone stuck to their ear. It was mainly populated by Afghans. I was the only Westerner in the area that I could see.
A man at the check-in counter glanced up whe
n I first entered. He was busy with a guest but he still kept an eagle eye trained on me. I didn’t need the attention. Derrick would have expected me to be invisible, unremarkable, unnoticed.
I’d pretended to be things I wasn’t before; sometimes it was necessary in my line of work. I could do this. I could convince them all that I belonged there and wasn’t lingering for any shady reasons.
My back straightened as I rolled my shoulders back. I strode confidently over to the large couches they had in U shapes around the lobby. Taking a seat in one, my gaze remained on the door, but not like my life depended on it.
