by Jamie Knight
Then, all I remembered was the room going dark and sleep overtaking me.
Chapter Seven - Nadia
I barely slept. Josh’s words kept spinning around in my head. He said that he loved me unconditionally. Those were heavy words, a heavy promise.
I looked over at him, sound asleep. He was such a complicated man, but also, he was my closest friend. I felt like I knew his soul. Underneath the constant dating and the rough exterior, Joshua was a good man. He was a sweet man. I knew he would always be there for me.
Or did I…
One of my hands slid down to my belly. There was no bump there yet, but I swear I could feel the baby growing inside. What would this little one be like? Would they be like their father? Would Josh even get to know them, or would he run?
I sighed, trying to put those thoughts out of my mind. Announcing a pregnancy was not the thing to do to someone hungover.
Josh snored slightly, and I looked over at him again. What a crazy night. It took a little bit of liquid courage from drinking for him to finally get over his pride and admit how he felt. I smiled, thinking about how he felt about me. My smile quickly faded when I remembered the life that I was carrying inside of me. Now that I was pregnant, things needed to change between us. It made me view our scattered past in a whole new light.
I knew that there was no way that I was going to be deployed. But, more than that, I didn’t want Joshua to be deployed to Yemen, either. Even though I knew it probably wasn’t the best idea that I’d had, I knew that I needed to develop a plan fast before he was deployed. However, I decided to let Joshua wake up first before doing anything.
As if on cue, Joshua sat up and moaned, holding his head. “I feel like got hit by a bus,” he mumbled. “I have such a bad headache.”
I couldn’t hide my smirk. “Do you want me to run over to the drug store and see if I can get you something for your headache?”
He waved his hand in my direction, dismissively. “No, I’ll be alright,” he said. “I’ll probably just take a shower and hope that that helps.”
I nodded, not taking my eyes off of the man. Even first thing in the morning, with his hair wild all over his head and his dark, brooding eyes barely open, Josh looked incredibly sexy. I had to fight the urge to jump on the bed and rip his clothes off.
He groaned, swaying backward and ungracefully slamming the back of his head against the headboard. “I regret everything that I did and said last night,” he whined, pinching the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed. “Nadia, you made me go crazy last night.”
I frowned as I felt my shoulders tighten. Guilt rose in me that I had had something to do with him going out and drinking the way that he did, so I figured that I would help nurse him through his hangover.
Walking over to the bed, I slowly helped Josh to take off his clothes piece by piece. When he was naked, I followed suit, taking my clothes off. Helping him onto his feet, I led the man to the bathroom. He flinched as I turned on the light, so I turned it back off and groped around in the dark to turn the shower on.
When the water was warm enough, we got in the shower. I pushed him forward into the spray, and Josh shook his head like he just realized what was going on. Rubbing water over his tight muscles, I savored the smoothness of his skin.
“That feels so good, Nadia,” he moaned. “You are the best.”
My heart was conflicted. I wondered if he remembered what had happened the night before, or what he said. I had to know. I had to know where we were at or if the silent treatment was going to continue.
Grabbing the soap and a washcloth, I begin to slowly clean his body from behind, starting with his broad back. It was such a tender moment, me caring for him in that way. It was something that I’d never done for anyone else. But this just went to show how good of friends that we were. I would truly do anything for Joshua. When I pushed my hand forward under his armpit and onto his chest, Josh took my hand and gently kissed my wrist. The simple touch made my heart flutter.
“Everything…” I started but found my voice wavering.
“Hmm?” He turned to look at me, even though it was hard to see in the dark.
I cleared my throat, close to tears. “You said you regret everything you said last night. Is that true?”
His fingers traced my cheekbones. “Not everything. Somethings needed to be said.”
Tears started streaming down my face as I found myself smiling. Suddenly embarrassed, I pushed his hand away and made him turn towards the spray again. “Okay, punk,” I choked out.
As I washed Josh’s hair and body as best I could since he was taller than me, he stood there with his eyes closed most of the time. Swaying under the running water as I washed him up, Josh occasionally moaned, letting me know that the shower felt so good to him.
Once we got out of the shower, I dried him off carefully and put on his clothing. I got myself dressed next.
“Shall we go down to breakfast?” I asked, extending my hand in his direction. He nodded and took my hand.
I looked up at him and smiled, thinking about how great of a team we were together. As long as we were together, I knew that we could tackle any obstacle.
Chapter Eight - Joshua
Down at the dinner, I ate like I had been starving for days. The food was so filling and tasted great. Nadia only nibbled at her plate of pancakes here and there, mostly looking around the room like she had a lot on her mind. Wiping my mouth, I reached for her hand and squeezed it quickly. She responded like she was startled out of her contemplation.
“A penny for your thoughts?” I asked, peering into her face and then slurping down another bite of egg and toast.
She sighed heavily and lowered her head. My heart started beating fast. Nadia was making me nervous.
Suddenly, her brown eyes glared into mine. “We’re going to get out of deployment,” she said, matter-of-factly. “But we have to be ready to do it together.”
I was startled, but I had already been thinking about Yemen and wishing that we didn’t have to go, so I readily agreed with her. However, I was curious to see what was making her feel that way.
“Did something happen last night to make you have this change of plans?” I asked, holding my breath in anticipation of her answer.
I didn’t think that I had blacked out or anything. Yet, hearing Nadia have such a change of heart was making me wonder if it wasn’t something that I had done or said that made her change her mind about wanting to be deployed. She had seemed so excited at first about the idea of being in Yemen. Sitting there at breakfast, though, she was a totally different woman and was trying to figure out a way to get out of it.
“No, nothing happened,” she said, her voice lowered to a whisper. “This is just something that should have happened a long time ago.”
I didn’t really know what she meant, but my mind went to the sex we had the night before. Things were changing between us quickly. Usually, our pattern was simple one-night stands and then nothing. But since we had gotten onto this road trip, the sex had been almost constant — well, the sex and the fighting.
“Why don’t we head back to the room for a bit?” Nadia said, in a low, guttural voice.
I could see the passion in her eyes and knew exactly what she had in mind. Obviously, she was hungry for something else. After paying the bill, we walked hand-in-hand back up to the room, our eyes playfully locking onto each other and shying away the whole walk.
As soon as the door closed, I grabbed her around the waist and kissed her long and hard.
“Make love to me,” Nadia begged.
I looked at her and nodded.
Carefully, I started taking off her shirt, admiring the plump breasts held inside of her bra. I leaned down and kissed her tits one at a time. She wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me tightly and wigging out of her pants inch by inch while I watched.
Laying down on the bed, I motioned for her to come closer. I kicke
d off my own pants and underwear off across the room. My dick laid against my leg, quickly hardening as she pressed her warm, nude body against mine. I could smell her flowery shampoo wafting up into my nose, making me want to pull her even closer to me. Burying my face in her hair, I sniffed hard.
I could feel her fingers tracing my abs and making their way down to my stiffening cock. Nadia grabbed it with her hand and started to stroke it up and down. Her hand felt so good against my skin. I pumped my dick in and out of her palm slowly, droplets of precum oozing out of the head of my dick.
She leaned down and ran her tongue around the head of my dick, eating all of the precum that was coming out of my dick. Her mouth felt amazing as she licked around and around the most sensitive part of my cock. Nadia wrapped her lips around my dick and sucked, making me clench my butt cheeks together in surprise. She opened her mouth wider and crammed my dick inside of her mouth. She worked her neck back and forth, taking my whole dick inside of her mouth and rubbing my balls. I thought I was going to blow my wad for sure if she kept doing it.
Wanting this to last longer, I pulled her off of me and flipped her onto the bed. I ran my hand against her crotch, wanting to return the favor. I opened her legs and started lapping at her pussy. It was already soaking wet. Nadia tasted so sweet. I could have licked and sucked on her pussy all day if she would have let me. I felt when she came because her body started convulsing, and she tried pushing me away. But I couldn’t stop. She was driving me nuts.
I could feel the creamy wetness against my lips. I stuck my tongue into her pussy hole, fucking her with my tongue. She let out a scream and clapped her legs close against my face as she came again.
“Please,” Nadia begged, her breath panting. “Fuck me. I need your cock.”
I crawled up slowly to her so that I could kiss her lips and let her taste her own juices. She kissed me back, darting her tongue in and out of my mouth as I guided my dick to her pussy and slapped my dick against it gently. Then, I slowly pushed my way into her pussy, slipping inside easily because she was so wet.
Nadia clawed at the sheets, moaning as she arched her back with delight. My dick was rock hard as I slowly pushed in and out of her pussy. I held her by her hips and pulled her into me. We created a small rocking motion, her hips circling as I pushed my dick deeper and deeper into her wet pussy. Her pussy was so tight, still pulsating softly from the orgasm that I had just given her. I was trying my best to keep my composure so that I wouldn’t cum too fast, but her pussy felt absolutely amazing.
“I’m cumming!” she called out, digging her fingernails into my back as she experienced another round of orgasm, this one harder than before.
After feeling her cum, her body locked around mine, I felt myself going, too. I groaned as the seed spilled out of me into her tight, wet pussy. Once the waves of orgasm had finally subsided, I fell onto the bed, happy and satisfied.
I looked over at Nadia. Her eyes were closed, and she had a massive smile on her face. I could tell that she was happy, too. For the first time ever, I felt good about us having sex. I didn’t feel a hint of regret like I usually did.
Nadia buried herself under the covers, and I did, too. We were both so comfortable and happy that I wasn’t ready for the moment to end. I held her close to me, playing the big spoon to her little spoon. She pushed her ass into my crotch, almost making me get hard all over again.
Then, I started thinking about the military and remembered that we would be deployed soon. I didn’t want to go, and now I knew that Nadia didn’t want to go either.
“I really don’t want to be deployed,” I said, more to myself than anything. “But I have to admit that going into battle is ten times easier than having to hear another tale of one of your boyfriends. I always would wait — impatiently, I might add — for you to break up with one and would dread the day that you would get with another one.”
She craned her neck around and laughed at me, elbowing me playfully. “Well, you’re one to talk, punk,” she said. “You’re just as bad. Every time I see you, it seems that you’re telling me about another girl that you’re dating. It’s almost like you’re collecting notches in your belt rather than trying to have real relationships with these girls.”
Nadia narrowed her eyes at me accusingly. I knew I had to come clean.
“Okay, I’ll admit it,” I said. “I have had some booty calls in my day.” She rolled her eyes.
“And I’ll admit that sometimes, I get with guys to get a reaction out of you,” she said sheepishly. “I do it to see if you care at all. But it always seems like you’re just uninterested.”
I shook my head, turning her over so that I could see her face while I talked.
“It’s not that I’m not interested,” I said. “It’s just that I had no choice. I can’t offer you anything right now, so what’s the use? I spend half of the time trying to get you out of my head. But I don’t want to fight it anymore. I love you, Nadia.”
“I don’t want to fight it anymore, either,” she said, smiling at me sweetly. “I love you, too.”
I ran my fingers through her hair and stared at her round face and piercing brown eyes. She made me feel something that I had never felt for anyone else. And I wasn’t excited about the idea of it ending any time soon.
Chapter Nine - Nadia
Joshua’s words cut through right to my core, and the feelings rippling through me were all over the place. I knew that he loved me, but the one that came through the strongest was desire. Something had finally changed between us. We were together, and we both had acknowledged it. I needed him again, and I needed him now.
I kissed him hard, relishing the softness of his lips against mine. He grabbed a handful of my breast and started kneading it, teasing my nipple lightly.
He leaned down and took the aching bud into his mouth, sucking it hard. I hissed, threading my fingers through his hair. His tongue raked over the heated flesh before he leaned over and did the same to the other one. The teasing was enough to drive me wild, and I tugged his hair gently, lifting his mouth from my tits to my mouth.
He kissed me back, then pulled away and sat up a little. I looked at him in confusion and a little disappointment until he grabbed me, turned me around, and lifted my hips, so I was propped on all fours with my ass in the air. He stood up at the foot of the bed and pulled me back a little until the position was just right.
I felt his stiff shaft brush against me and quivered in anticipation as he guided it into position. Then slowly, he entered my pussy with the full length of his hard cock, pushing it all the way until I could feel every last inch of him.
His thighs slapped against my ass in a percussive rhythm as he drove his cock into me again and again. My fingers knotted in the sheets, and I pushed back against him eagerly with every thrust, taking his cock like it was made just for me.
“Harder,” I demanded, “Fuck me harder, Josh, please!”
He gripped my hips tightly and obeyed enthusiastically, that percussive rhythm getting louder and louder as he pounded into me. The pleasure swelled and writhed inside me. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, especially when he reached around and put his fingers on my clit, teasing and playing with the sensitive bud as his dick rammed my pussy again and again.
It felt so good it almost hurt, and I let out a stream of filthy talk as the pressure intensified, and I felt myself on the edge. His cock pulsed inside me, and I knew he wouldn’t be far behind.
“Cum for me, baby,” he growled, making me shiver in delight, “I want you to cum all over my cock.”
“Only…” I panted, “If you cum with me.”
Not that I could hold back, even if I wanted to. The pleasure was too much, and I shattered under his touch, despite my words. But in spite of my hair-trigger response, he wasn’t far behind, and he yelled my name as his hot load bathed my insides.
My arms gave out, and my wobbly knees threatened to do the same, so when he pulled ou
t, I crawled back under the covers, sweat soaking through the comforter from my damp skin. He joined me under the covers and held me, letting me rest my head on his chest. I could hear the loud thumping of his heart as he held me close.
“So, let’s talk about what’s going to happen,” he said, running his fingers up and down my arm, sending chills through my body. “What are our options right now for the military?”
I had almost forgotten about Yemen and had just been lost in the moment with him, but I knew that he was right. We had to think things through and come up with a plan. I wanted to tell him about the pregnancy, but I figured that this wasn’t the right moment, so I held off.
“Well, I know one thing, whatever we decide, it will mean being discharged for good,” I said. “Are you ready for that?”
I knew how much Joshua had always wanted to be in the military. It was all that he talked about ever since we met in middle school. But, when I looked at him, he was nodding his head so hard I was sure that his head would fall off.
“Yes, I am,” he said. “My love for you is stronger than my love for the army.”
I could feel tears starting to well up in my eyes hearing him tell me that he loved me.
“I feel the same way,” I said. We kissed again, this time softly, our lips barely grazing each other.
***
The next day, I felt sick to my stomach as we drove onto the base. I knew what I had to do, but I was just nervous about doing it, especially considering that I was hiding a massive secret from Joshua.
“Let’s go over the plan again,” I said once he had parked the thunderbird. “I’m going to go into a state of panic, and they will be able to see that I’m too unstable to be deployed. From there, they will send me to get assessed for PTSD.”
I thought that saying that I had PTSD was a better plan than saying that I was pregnant, at least to Joshua. I knew that once I was talking to my superior officers, I would tell them the truth. But I wasn’t ready for Joshua to find out just yet.
