Forever Yours

Chapter Four: Aiden

My calloused hands gripped her plump, beautiful breasts before I trailed my hands to her soft, delicate back, unclipping her bra and sliding it off her beautiful, tan skin. I reached behind and took out the hair tie holding her hair in place, watching it cascade down her back, wishing it fanned out on the pillows of my bed. I couldn’t fuckin’ wait to see what she would look like on my bed where I could have her spread out for me the way I want her to.

‘Soon’ I thought to myself, ‘Soon she’ll be in my bed.’

“Fuck.” I muttered as I attacked her pert n****e, sucking and flicking it with my tongue while my other hand pinched, squeezed and twisted at her breast and n****e. Her moans were driving me crazy as her breathing increased. Her hands ran through my shaggy hair, gripping it at the roots as she let out the deepest, sexiest groan I have ever heard. She was letting me know she was loving this as much as I was.

“Oh god…” she whispered as I felt her body start to slightly tremble. It made me even harder knowing I could make her come with just n****e play.

Fuck yes.

“Aiden.” I muttered as my lips trailed back up between the valley of her breasts and up to her neck, “I don’t believe in God. It’s fuckin’ Aiden to you.”

“More.” She begged and I was so willing to do anything she wanted and I literally mean anything.

As I sucked and bit her shoulder, leaving my mark on her body, calling her mine in every way that I can, my hands reached the button of her shorts, snapping them undone quickly and ripping them off her beautiful body.

She was bare for me, from head to toe and she looked fuckin’ exquisite. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen since I learned what to do with my d**k when I was a teenager.

My eyes darkened as they trailed her entire body. Her cheeks became flushed and I could tell she was a bit self-conscious as she wrapped her arms around her stomach.

“Don’t hide from me.” I gritted out in a bit of frustration.

“But…”

“No fuckin’ buts. You’re goddamn beautiful and the star of every fuckin’ wet dream I’ve had as an adult. You, Luna, are fuckin’ perfect.” I grabbed her hands and pulled them away from her stomach as I reached to the side and pulled a chair for me to sit.

Because I know once I taste her, I’m going to lose every sense of balance and thought.

I sat down and gently pushed her back onto the table. My hands gripped her inner thigh, forcing her to spread them apart for me, showing me her glistening, wet, p***y. God, I couldn’t wait to fuckin’ taste her.

My thumb trailed from the bottom to the top, stopping right by her clit. She shifted a bit, waiting, the anticipation killing her. I leaned forward, placing soft kissing and nipping the inside of her thighs as I got closer to her wet center.

Using my thumb, I spread open those pink, pretty lips and trailed my tongue from the bottom to the top, tasting her dripping juices on my tongue and listening to her let out the sexiest gasp I have ever fuckin’ heard.

And I lost it.

I devoured her. My tongue f****d her p***y, in and out as my grip on her thighs held her open for me as she tried to lock my head in place. Releasing one of her thighs, I flicked her clit with my thumb, rubbing in circles and pinching it as my tongue lashed at her.

Honey.

Fuckin’ honey and I was done for.

Her legs started to shake as she cried out my name. Her hands gripped my hair, tugging, pulling at the roots as she c****x and spilled her juices on me.

I wasn’t done with her. I took my fingers and spread her open just a bit more as she started to climb down from her o****m and gently started to inch two of then into her tightness as she let out an ‘oh god’ as I started to move my fingers in and out, curling then just a bit to hit that glorious spot men spend their lives looking for.

She screamed my name as the hardness of my fingers and the lashing of my tongue on her clit, flicking and sucking it, became too much, making her c*m again and this time, on my fingers.

I stood up, rubbing the outside of her thighs gently, caressing her as she came down and slowly removed my fingers and sucked her juices off.

“You’re fuckin’ stunning.” I whispered as she leaned up on her elbows, looking at me with a flushed face.

“My turn…”

“Dude.” Cole nudged my shoulder, “Wake the f**k up. You’re creeping me out.” I shook my head and looked over at him with a glare. Why the f**k is he sitting next to me and why the f**k is he waking me up from reliving one of the best nights of my life?

“Why are you even sitting here? There are like twenty empty fuckin’ seats. Pick one and leave me alone.” I rolled my eyes and looked back out the plane window.

My body felt like a million bugs crawling over every inch. I was nervous and part of me knows why. I hated this feeling of uneasiness and not knowing what I was coming home to.

“I wanted company.” He shrugged and grinned, “But I guess I should have let you sleep and let you finish your wet dream.” He wiggled his eyebrows and laughed.

“Damn straight you should have,” I mumbled.

“Tell me about her?”

“Why?”

“Because it will help pass the time. We still have like eight hours.” He let out a soft sigh, “Besides, you seem…uneasy. I have never seen you like this before. Actually, lies. I have, but I don’t think anyone else has ever noticed.”

“Bullshit.”

“No, it’s a fact. I don’t spew bullshit. There’s no need to.”

“Prove it.” I glared.

“Well, the time I see it the most is when you get letters.” Cole shrugged. I tried to hide those emotions when around the guys. It’s crap like that, that could mean the difference between surviving and dying. Stone-cold face, no emotion, mission at hand and focus. That’s what we’re trained to do, “You get more letters than most of the guys here and well…I went snooping…” He grinned.

“What the f**k Cole,” I snapped, “Those are goddamn private!”

He shrugged, “I have to get my entertainment from somewhere and it just so happens that you, being my bunk mate, are that source of entertainment. The letters from that chick, Star, Moon…”

“Luna.” I grumbled.

“Yeah! Her. Those are pretty cute and tame and you have this smile on your face, it is subtle, small, almost nonexistent, but it’s there, when you read those letters. Then you get the ones from the other chick, Lilly, Delilah…”

“Rose.”

“Yeah. s**t, I’m terrible with names.” He laughed, “Those man, those are hot and spicy. She’s so descriptive in her words, and yet, you two have some very meaningful conversation, like they're pretty fuckin' deep, but why do you think she always types her letters?”

“Because.” I shrugged while I crossed my arms over my chest.

“You tryin' to get to know her? What about your other girl or are you going to start a harem of school teachers?” He grinned, making me want to punch him in his teeth for talking about the girls like that.

I shook my head, “Jackass." I muttered "Started sending me letters when I started to get them from the school, she at least works for the district. Her first letter was her telling me that she was interested in me and wanted to write to make sure I got some letters and then it just got…sexual on her end? I don’t fuckin’ know, man. I read the words and it’s like she’s in my mind with what I want with Luna, but it’s just…I don’t fuckin’ know. I got some people looking into it for me.”

“And you keep writing to her? Have they found anything? I mean, the school year is done and who knows if she will be back there in the fall…do you have feelings for her?”

“You make it sound like some middle school crush, but no. I don't know. Our conversations are deep, and we talk a lot, more than I did anyone else, even Luna. It's like...she's trying to see the real me but at the same time, she isn't. She's familiar but not. It's like I know her and I know who she is but I can't put a face to it.” I shrugged, “The guys at home are looking, but it’s like she doesn’t even exist.”

“What do you send back to her?”

“Honestly?” he nodded, “Not much after the first one. I don't tell her too much, nothing I wouldn't tell anyone else, but enough to keep the letters flowing. I haven't wrote back in weeks because it just feels...something inside me is telling me this is wrong and it's because of my intense feelings for Luna, but it seems like she doesn't even notice me anymore as well so who fuckin' knows what's going on.”

“The letters are hella sexy though, “ He groaned, “Man, if I had a girl like that to write to.”

“They’re something but they just…” I paused, thinking back to that night with Luna. God, I wish she sent those letters to me instead of Rose. f**k, if those words came from Luna, I would be walking around with a constant boner, but the fact that another woman is sending them to me, it just doesn’t do it for me. It feels wrong. It feels so fuckin' wrong and it was hard to stop but I did. She still writes like clockwork though. Women like her do what they want, but that won’t change how I feel about the woman who makes me fuckin’ crazy. Nothing will ever be like her. Because when she writes THOSE letters, I imagine they're Luna, so I know it's wrong and I haven’t even wanted anyone else.

Not since I had her on my tongue and hands.

“Well, anyway, how excited are you to be back home soon?” he grinned as he crossed his ankle over his knee and got comfortable, “Do you think you’ll see your girl?”

I laughed, “Honestly? Not without a damn fight.”

“Excuse me?” he looked confused, “What the hell does that mean?”

“Let’s just say…the last night we were together didn’t go the way I wanted it to end and if she is anything like she was in January, she’s going to avoid the s**t out of me.”

“So what are you going to do about it?”

“Chase her like a dog chases a fuckin’ bone. She’s not getting rid of me anytime soon.”

“What even happened that night besides you getting freaky?”

“You’re vulgar.” I let out a small chuckle.

“Nothing you haven’t heard or said before, you ass.”

“Facts.” I turned to look out the window. My mind went back to that night when things went sideways and I am still salty about it.

What would I do to change what the f**k happened that night? In the end...nothing. But that didn't stop the memories.

“My turn” she whispered, pushing me away as she slid off the table and went to her knees. My d**k instantly got harder and thicker than it ever has before. Her dark hair fell forward, covering a bit of her face as she took her small hand and gripped my throbbing c**k, stroking it from the base to the tip. She bent forward to kiss the swollen head which just made me groan, “I’ve dreamt of this…for so long.”

“Tell me.” I gritted out.

“I’ve dreamt of me being on my knees. You, gripping my hair as you f**k my face with your huge, hard d**k, taking it as far as I could until you lose control and spill everything you have into my mouth.”

“Yeah and you’ll swallow.”

“Every last drop.”

And at that moment, my apple watch buzzed on my wrist. I tried to ignore it but it kept going off nonstop, “Hold you baby.” I whispered, cupping her cheek as I turned my wrist and saw the text message.

I froze and my eyes widened just a bit. f**k.

“I have to go.” I pushed away from her. It took everything in me to step away. I’ve waited months to even just kiss her and I had her, in front of me on her knees, ready and willing and this happens. I stood up and grabbed my pants, pulling them up and zipping my fly, “I’m sorry.”

“What’s wrong?” she asked, “Is everything okay?” I looked down at her as she started to stand and get dressed. I expected her to be mad, upset, anything but she just had a look of concern on her face. I was about to tell her what happened when my watch kept going off and it wasn’t going to stop.

“I just… I don’t have time to explain.” I reached down and grabbed my not semi dry shirt and slipped it on, “But I promise you, this is the hardest thing I’ve had to do in the longest time.”

“It’s okay.” She smiled sweetly. It was like the vixen, the siren was gone and now in front of me was a shy angel. How someone can turn from a s*x goddess to this is beyond me but I fuckin’ love it.

“I have to go…” I stood there, not wanting to leave.

“I know.”

“I don’t know when I’ll be back.” I whispered, taking a step towards her as she didn’t move. She just looked at me. There were so many emotions written all over her face but I didn’t have time to talk about it or comprehend what she was thinking.

“I understand Aiden, more than you know.” She whispered, “People leave.” She shrugged, “It’s just how it is.”

“When I get home, we’re talking about this.”

“There’s nothing to talk about.”

“There’s everything to talk about.” My watch buzzed again, “s**t. Fuck.” I ran my fingers through my hair, “Meet me tomorrow at noon before I leave. Please.”

“I don’t think…”

“Please…before I go I need to see you one more time.” She stood there for a moment and nodded her head. I gave her one more soft kiss as I cupped her face, trying to convy everything to her that I was feeling and hoping to god it worked.

When I broke the kiss she kept her eyes closed, “Goodbye Aiden.” She whispered and I rushed out of the room and out to the car and headed home to a fuckin’ mess. A mess I didn’t need before deployment.

“My sister ended up blowing my phone over and over for me to get home as soon as possible.” I mumbled out as I leaned forward a bit on the plane, my head fell as my hands were clasped in front of me. I remember that night so vividly and as much as I hated leaving Luna, they needed me home. “s**t went down and I couldn’t not go.”

“Did she understand?” he asked and when I didn’t say anything he asked another question, “Did you even tell her what happened?”

“I tried.” I shrugged, “Her phone was off. No one could get a hold of her and when I asked her to meet me before we shipped out, she never showed.”

“She never showed?”

I made a single nod, “Never showed, never called and then a couple of weeks later, I got a letter from her with no explanation about what happened between us and never asking me to explain.”

“So now what?”

“It’ll be hashed out soon. She doesn’t have much of a choice.”

“Fuck.” He laughed, “I have never seen you get so hot and bothered and I can tell, this is going to be one hell of a story you tell the grandkids.”