My Man, My Marine, My Lover! Pt. 05

"Then I plan on making love to you all night long. In every way imaginable and a few less imaginable. I'm going to take you over and over. I'm going to make sure you know that you're mine. I'm laying claim to you baby and no one, nothing is going to come between us ever again."

My mind and my body were in overdrive. Every word he whispered caused my body to react. It was as if my heart was exploding in my chest. I wasn't sure when the last breath was taken, but I didn't care. Between his tongue in my mouth and his tight hold, I could barely breathe. My head was spinning with desire and all I could do was moan into our kiss, acknowledging I wanted him to do everything he just said.

Slowly, we separated. I took a deep sighing breath and looked up into my man's face. He was smiling. A soft, tender, wicked smile, as if he knew something I didn't. His eyes were dark, dangerous, loving, and lustful, all at the same time. I could see the need in his eyes, but there was also something gentler, more intimate there.

"Now it's my turn to ask," I whispered. "What are you thinking?" I kissed his chin and he kissed my nose again.

His hand caressed through my hair. Dark brown eyes caressed my face as if he could see and was memorizing every curve. There was a sadness that flickered in his eyes for a brief moment and then the love was there again.

"I love how thick and soft your hair is." His fingers massaged along the base of head and then dragged their way through my locks of hair.

"Don't think I've forgotten how the reddish blond highlights change the color, adding depth to it. I could never forget that." Twisting my hair around his fingers, his husky voice whispered, "I was always amazed by the colors of your hair in the summer. I also love the way it always smells so good."

Then he traced the tip of his nose down my cheek. "I love the softness of your skin." Lightly he kissed me again, then he licked my bottom lip. "The way your lips are full. I love sucking on your lip and the way you're so eager to kiss me back."

"Hey, wait a minute. You were doing so well there too," I teased.

"Quiet baby, in case you haven't noticed, I'm seducing you here, woman."

Nipping at my bottom lip he continued, "I love the curves of your body." His hands slid along the sides of my body, barely grazing the soft flesh along the sides of my breasts. Then they moved down, over my ribs, curving in along my abdomen and out again as he reached my hips. His hands rested on my hips as his fingers kneaded my flesh. He then reversed his motion and caressed back up my body until he stopped at my chest.

"I love how your breasts are so rounded and supple. You're so responsive to my touch." He cupped the sides of my breasts in his hands, and slid his palms under my breasts holding them as if he were weighing them. Leaning down he kissed my breasts through my t-shirt, first one, then the other. Several delicate kisses were placed over the top curves of my breasts.

His right hand slid down my side as his left, slowly trailed over my breast, my chest, then my belly. "I love the feel of your tummy, how it curves below your belly button."

Once again, both hands rested on my hips. Brian traced my hip bones with his thumbs as his fingertips dug into the flesh of my ass before sliding them under the hem of my shirt. Slowly he lifted it up over my belly and leaned down to kiss it. He kissed up my chest as he uncovered me inch by inch, as he promised he would. Finally, he pulled the t-shirt over my head and tossed it.

He dropped to his knees and started to undo my jeans. First the button, then the zipper was expertly undone. I could feel the warmth of his breath on me as he kissed around my belly button and then all over my tummy. I could feel the heat building in me. Heat and wetness built in my sex as he shimmied my jeans over my hips and down my thighs.

All the while he was undressing me he was kissing me over my tummy. Then soft, slow kisses over the front of my panties. His hands were kneading my ass and slowly moving down the back of my thighs as he pushed my jeans down with them.

His kisses were torture as each one lit a little fire on my skin. My anticipation of what was next was rising and my man knew it. He was enjoying his tease.

My jeans were off and I stood there in my panties and bra. I started to massage my fingers through Brian's hair. Lightly at first, then a little more firmly as he licked along the waistband of my panties. My pulse was not only pounding in my chest, but now there was a deeper, growing beat going on between my legs.

Brian's hands grasped my ass tight and held me still as he slowly licked his tongue over the thin material barely covering my sex and dragged the tip of his tongue along my slit.

"Yumm," he said and took a deep breath. "Fuck baby. Even through your panties you taste sweet."

"Brian, baby," I whispered as I pulled his head to me and rubbed my pussy in his face, "I love you baby."

"I love you too Brat. Now let's get you out of these."

He pulled my panties down my legs in one swift move and I stepped out of them. When he stood up, he held them in his hands. Slowly, he brought them to his face and took a long, deep breath. I watched, amazed at the look on his face, as he held my panties to his nose and inhaled as if it was his last breath. The look that came over his face was indescribable, but what it made me feel was hot...sexy hot...and wanton.

My man was breathing my scent in like his life depended on it and I loved every minute of it. I was completely turned on and I knew there was nothing I wouldn't do or give to this man of mine. I was his, all his.

He kissed me again. Long and deep, the kiss was hot, wet, and full of want. I could smell my scent on his face and I couldn't wait to make love to him. His fingers drew little circles along the sides of my back, causing chills to run through me. I could feel the excited hum vibrate through my skin as he played with me, stopping only long enough to unhook my bra and drop it to the floor.

I reached down and pulled his shirt up over his chest, kissing him over his heart. Paying back a little of his teasing, I bit at his nipple and received a smack on the butt in return.

"Hey, turnabout is fair play Marine."

"I didn't bite your nipple." He smirked at me as he added, "At least not yet."

I went to undo his jeans and he stopped me. "Get on the bed," he ordered in a very ranking officer way.

"Yes Sir. Commander Sir," I said mockingly as I climbed onto the bed.

I watched as he stripped off the rest of his clothes and joined me. He was facing me and his eyes roamed my body and I couldn't help but wish he could see the effect he was having on me. I felt the heat flood through my skin. I could feel the blush rush over my cheeks, my neck, and my chest. My palms were actually sweaty. I was so nervous, I couldn't believe it. I was more anxious than I was the first time we made love.

Brian slowly moved his body over mine, lowering me to the bed as he covered me. Then he began kissing me again. Slowly, delicately, he placed a strategic pattern of kisses over my entire body. He started at my neck and worked his way down to my breasts. Warm, wet kisses were dropped around my areola and then on my nipples. When they became erect, he licked them. Taking turns, he pulled one and then the other into his mouth and suckled them until I arched up and cried out.

The feeling that ran through me was more than pleasure. It was a combination of love, want, lust, need. I felt them all and more. I ached for his touch. I wanted him inside me.

"I love you baby. I've never loved you more than I do tonight. Right now." I reached down and caressed the sides of his face and held him to my chest. Turning his head, he kissed the palm of one hand and then the other.

"I love you too, more than you will ever know." He sighed as he began to trail kisses down the middle of my body until he reached my sex.

I felt the heat of his hands as he slid them between my legs and slowly spread my thighs apart. I reached up and pulled the pillows behind my head. I wanted to watch my man make love to me. I wanted to see the passion on his face. I didn't want to miss a minute of this.

I could feel the butterflies in my stomach at the first touch of his fingers. He had one finger on each of my labia and he ran them up and down my lips with a feather like touch. I was getting more aroused by each touch as he played with me. When he heard my breath catch in my chest, he added a third finger and stroked lightly along my slit. My muscles tighten as he gently inserted his finger into my warm, creamy center.

"You're so wet, so very soft. It's like gliding my finger along satin, but warmer, and more delicious," he said as he bowed his head and slid the tip of his tongue into me. Ever so lightly he traced along my inner lips. Sighing, I heard the word "Jesus" escape my lips as I arched into his mouth for more.

Softly, he kissed and sucked along my labia. Each time, he sucked a small amount of fatty flesh into his mouth, I cried out some incomprehensible sound. He barely dipped a finger into my vagina and then back out to tease along my folds again. He did this over and over until I was squirming side to side trying not to lose it completely.

"You like this, don't you?" he teased.

"Yes," I sighed, "you know I do." I was barely able to get the words out without moaning.

"What else do you like?" he tormented me while he continued to lightly stroke his fingers inside of me.

"Everything baby, I've loved everything we've ever done together. Now please Brian, don't tease."

"Oh Baby, I've just gotten started." He laughed, "I'm nowhere near ready to have you come."

"Brian..."

"Enjoy baby, sit or lay back and enjoy." His voice was deep and sexy, full of teasing and promise.

Slowly he continued to make love to me. Firm warm hands stroked over my body. Then light teasing fingers barely touched me. I moaned as his tongue licked over my lady parts a second and third time. I rested back against the pillows and took a deep breath in and out. Closing my eyes for a few seconds, I allowed the sweet bliss to take over my mind and my body. I let go of all thoughts, all movement, all control. I was focused solely on where our bodies touched and the feelings that washed through me.

His long, strong fingers held my lips open as he gently blew up and down along my inner folds. Teasing me close to tears, he played along my soft pink folds with the tip of his tongue. Never firm enough to give me the pressure I wanted, but remaining light enough to keep me on edge and make me want more.

"Please baby, please..." I started to whine out over and over as he ignored my pleas and continued on with his agenda of slow passionate torture.

"All in good time love, all in good time," he said as he lifted his mouth from me only long enough to answer me and then he went right back to his strategic, oral tactics.

The warmth and softness of his tongue circling around my vagina was exquisite. The soft touch and altered pressure was driving me crazy. He would be all light and teasing, then add a little pressure. I'd get to the point of thinking he was going to enter me and as soon as I'd push toward him, he'd go light again.

It was pleasure and torture at the same time. Every surface of my pussy was tingling and my vag muscles were contracting every few seconds. I was so wet I could hear the squish sounds we were making every time Brian's finger or tongue entered me. I was so on edge, I wanted to cry. My body was lost in a sea of sensations and the rest of me, well the rest of me was all emotion.

Finally, I felt his hands spread out over my thighs and massage their way up to my hips. Then he slid them back down over my thighs and rested them behind my knees. Lifting my legs up to the sides of my chest, he took my one hand and placed it behind my knee, then placed the other in the same position on the opposite side.

"Hold your legs up and keep them spread open," he said. It wasn't quite an order, but it was close. As his head went back down, between my legs, I couldn't help but watch his every move.

One second I was looking into his eyes, the next, all I saw was the top of his head. His mouth was covering my entire sex. Hot air puffed over me. The feel of his palms sliding down the back side of my thighs distracted me for a second. Then he slid his thumbs up and between my labia, spreading me wide open and holding me there.

He began to lick slowly at first, the rhythmic pace exciting. My body was starting to tense, my legs were shaking, and my hands were sweating. I had reached my breaking point and couldn't take much more.

I arched my head back and cried out, "Please Brian, please do something. Anything please."

The pressure of his grip on me tightened as he heard the need in my words. He held my softness open. His eyes glazed with desire as I looked down at him. His eyes were barely visible over my mound as he continued to feast on me, but I loved the look I saw in that one moment.

His look said, I own you and you're mine. And I smiled, because I knew that that's all I'd ever wanted. I was quickly brought back to the moment when I heard Brian's deep, needy voice break through my thoughts.

"Remember baby, you asked for this." He said in a husky, determined voice. He took me with wild abandon, licking, sucking, and biting my flesh. His tongue circled my vagina and the tip of it teased me as he dipped in and out of me a few times. I cried out his name. I didn't think anything could feel so good, until I felt the tip of his tongue enter me fully. I felt the warm, wet, firm push of his tongue as he thrust into me.

I loved the sounds he made as he licked and tasted me. He made me feel so wanted, so sexy, so womanly.

Once his tongue was inside of me, he twirled it and teased me even more. I felt him alter his movements between teasing me with the tip of his tongue by lightly moving it in and out, and twirling it and thrusting with more force when he was buried inside of me.

"Oh god!" I cried out. He did this maneuver again and again, over and over. Each time he'd try to get deeper into me and each time I'd push up to meet him.

He pushed into me one last time and his tongue plunged in and pulled back out, in and out. I thought I was going to break into pieces. The feeling was overwhelming. I could feel my wetness leaking from me. Brian pulled his tongue from me and slid his finger in its place and kept up the same pulsating rhythm.

I was on fire and on the edge of coming. He dropped his head once again and placed his mouth over my clit. At first it was a gentle sensation that built into a more demanding need for both of us. He licked and sucked on my engorged bud until my body quivered with want. I had lost control of my thoughts and my body. I could do nothing other than to respond to the man who was taking me wherever he wanted me to go. Unable to move or think, I simply laid there and gave my body and my pleasure over to him.

I felt the most intense sense of heat over my clit when he sucked it so hard and pulled back, popping me out from between his lips. My vaginal muscles spasmed and I cried out.

"Brian, Brain please..." my words stopped flowing, my mind went blank, and a bright white light lit up the backs of my eyelids. My body trembled and I felt myself let go completely. I couldn't hold back any longer. I reached orgasm and Brian returned to gently sucking my clit and fingering me slowly as I came down from my high.

My hands let go of my legs and they fell to each side of Brian's head. I felt the loss of his finger first, as he tenderly withdrew it from me. Lovingly, he caressed me from hip to thigh. The simple act of his caress brought tears to my eyes. I reached over with my right hand and rubbed my fingers through his hair. He placed a light kiss over my sex and rested his head on my tummy. His hand still stroked along my side as my breathing started to slow. His hand rested it on my hip bone, and I slid my hand down and interlocked my fingers with his.

"I love you."

His warm breath tickled over my skin as he whispered into the quiet of our room. A soft kiss placed on my abdomen followed. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me tightly to him. Holding me as close as physically possible, he kissed my tummy again. "I love bringing you pleasure."

"I love you too," I said and held his head to me tightly. "You please me in so many ways baby...so many ways."

His arm squeezed me tightly around my waist and he sank his face into my lower abdomen. Several tiny, warm, wet kisses were placed from one hip to the other before he laid his head down. Nothing else needed to be said. We laid quietly, holding each other. A few minutes passed before I felt the warmth and the weight of his body slid up alongside of me and he pulled me into his arms. Kissing my head, he said, "Take a nap baby, you'll need a little rest to keep on track with my plans for you tonight."

I tried to laugh, but once my eyes closed, I didn't want to open them again, at least not until I needed to. It appeared my man had plans for me and I wasn't going to disappoint him.

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We made love a few hours later. Slow passionate love making, the kind where you are kissing, touching, talking, and making love all at the same time. It was so comfortable and so relaxed it felt like we had been together forever. No war, no separation, no accident, no injury, just us together.

We moved as one, we knew what the other wanted and needed before anything was said. It was a gentle love, but a powerful experience. It was more powerful because it was a meeting of minds, emotions, and feelings, as well as our bodies. When we were too exhausted to go on, we quietly fell asleep in each other's arms.

Hours later, I awoke, immediately aware that Brian was up also. I could feel his breath on the side of my face and neck. It wasn't his sleep pattern breathing, it was his I want you breathing rhythm. That slow deep inhale, exhale, and sigh sound that alerted me to his mood. That was my first hint. My second was his hard cock twitching as it rested between my ass cheeks as we lay spooning. I could feel his rigid member as he slowly rubbed up against me.

"Are you awake?" he asked quietly.

"Um hum," a gravelly morning sound came from deep in my chest.

"Want to make love again?" he asked, as he kissed my ear and then my neck. Nibbling along the curve of my throat, just where I like it the most. He groaned as I reached back, grasped his cock in my hand, and stroked his erection.

"Always baby, always," I answered.

I rolled to my back and Brian straddled my body and came to rest on top of me. I loved the feel of his body weight on me. The warmth of his skin on mine was a turn on of its own. The feel of his arms as he wrapped them around me or as they rested against the sides of my body made me feel safe and wanted.

I had dreamed of waking up and making love to him all night long. Well, at least for the few hours that I was asleep. I wanted him as soon as I woke. Before he even started to kiss me, I was ready for him, and I let him know it.

"Brian, I want you baby." I took a breath. "You don't have to wait."

I realized I was panting in anticipation. "I want you. Slide in me now." I spread my legs and wrapped them around him, holding him to me. The firm tip of his penis rubbed along my slit and a needy moan escaped my lips. I loved the feel of his hard cock as it caressed along my slit. Then slowly he pressed down so that the head of his cock was being hugged by my outer lips.

"Fuck," I whispered into the morning quiet.

The softness of his skin sliding over my silken wet folds was delicious. The firmness of his cock and the light pressure he kept adding to his motion was an amazing feeling. Without thinking about what I was doing, my hips started to move in sync with him. His spongy head dipping between my folds made me want to keep him there forever. I loved the feeling of this. Loved the feeling of him.