He pulls a condom from his pocket and holds it up. “I bought this today. I’m glad I did now.”
I move up on the bed and watch him. “You knew this was going to happen.”
He pulls the condom on and follows me up the bed. “After last night, I could only hope.”
He’s watching me closely, and I can feel the love radiating off him. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t... You couldn’t.”
He scoots up on his knees, and his hard manhood rests against my glistening core. “If I do... I promise, I’ll make it better.”
I grab his forearms and hold on to him tightly. “I know you will.”
He positions himself at my entrance and slowly starts to enter me. His whole body is pulled tight into a solid muscle. I can tell he’s trying to hold back. He slides into me slowly. I moan as the friction starts to build.
He shakes his head. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
I lean up on my elbows. “You do too.”
I watch as he disappears inside. Slowly, his hips move in and out of me. He’s being so careful. “More,” I tell him.
His eyes flash up at me, and he’s gritting his teeth. “It’s okay, Parker. Make me yours.”
He nods and surges his hips, pressing his cock deep inside me. There’s a tiny twinge, but after that, it’s pure satisfaction as he pulsates in and out of me.
“Argh!” he groans.
My feet hit the bed, and I lift my hips to meet him. Our movements are jerky, and it’s all new, but it’s perfect too.
“Yes. Don’t stop,” I tell him.
He shakes his head. “I can’t... there’s no way.”
He grabs on to my legs and lifts me higher. The angle has his cock hitting a spot inside me that has me clamping down on him. The sensation is overwhelming, and before I know it, I’m coming... again.
He drives into me, our orgasms taking over. He says to me over and over as he comes, “You’re mine. You’re mine.”
He falls down on top of me, breathless. I hold on to him, holding him against my chest. “And you’re mine,” I whisper.
Epilogue
Haven
I grab my carry-on from the overhead compartment and stand patiently, waiting to depart the plane. It’s been six months since I’ve seen Parker, and he just found out last week he was going to be stationed in North Carolina permanently. I’m not sure what that all means for the two of us, but when he asked me to come visit and paid for my plane ticket, I knew I had to come. The whole flight, all I could do is hope he’s not bringing me here to break up with me. I don’t think he’d do that. Plus, things have been really good for us. We still talk all the time, either by phone, text or email. There’s a new closeness between us, and he tells me every time that he loves me.
But I also know that six months is a long time. Things change. I graduated from college and have my teaching degree. I haven’t applied to any schools, but I know I need to. I make a promise to myself that I’ll do it as soon as I get back to Redwood.
Finally, it’s my turn, and I walk down the aisle and step off the plane. I take the long ramp and walk out into the airport. As soon as I get to the open area, I spot Parker.
He’s leaning against a wall, dressed in khaki pants and a tight black T-shirt. Everything inside me is telling me to run for him, but I walk as calmly as I can.
When he spots me and opens his arms, I don’t have a choice. I take off running and bolt into his arms. We kiss and reach for each other in urgency. Our lips, teeth, and tongues mesh together in an electrifying kiss. When he feels my tears, he pulls back, cupping my face in his hands. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
I shake my head, embarrassed. “I missed you.”
He picks me up and swings me around in his arms. “Not as much as I missed you.”
I breathe out a sigh of relief. “I thought for sure you were bringing me here to break up with me.”
He looks at me in amazement. “Why would you think that?”
I shrug. “You’re here, I’m in California. Six months is a long time, Parker. I just didn’t know.”
His arms tighten around me. “I’m not breaking up with you.”
I laugh. “Yeah, I figured after that kiss.”
He leans his forehead against mine. “I can’t wait to get you under me, but first, there’s something I want to ask you.”
My voice cracks. “Okay, sure, what is it?”
He takes a deep breath and drops to one knee. His hand is trembling as he holds a small box in it. He opens it, the whole time staring up at me.