Rich came to my quarters that night dressed in green fatigues and a white T-shirt, his peaked folding cap hiding those curls I loved so much. He looked around, eyes wide, taking in everything at once. As he stepped into the room, I locked the door behind him. “You have a roommate?” he asked, nodding at the twin beds.
“Captain Decosta,” I said. “You knew that.”
Rich nodded nervously. “Where is he?”
Placing an arm around Rich’s shoulders, I leaned close and whispered in his ear. “He’s not staying here tonight. We have the place to ourselves.” I kissed the tender skin of his cheek. “Relax, baby. It’s just the two of us tonight.”
I felt his arm slip around my waist, and then his lips were on my neck, sucking gently. I closed my eyes and moaned, savoring the warm dampness of his mouth o
