ROMANCE: Romantic Comedy: Love in 30 Days - The Best Plans Don't Always Work! (Plus 19 FREE Books Book 13) (56 page)

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means I wouldn't want to have a crush on a girl that goes at it with professors to get good grades, is all."

She smiled and leaned in to him, saying, "Oh, is that so?"

"Oh, it is." He wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "I would like to find out what type you are interested in."

She pushed her hips closer to him as she took a step forward, pressing against the bed. He let his hands move up and down her back, feeling the tight muscles under her scrubs.

"Certainly not a jar-head," she said in a hushed voice.

"Certainly not?" he asked, looking up to her.

She lifted her hands and ran them through his thick black hair, saying, "Oh, no."

He lifted himself up on the bed more and faced her fully, pushing his body into hers. Her breasts were at eye level and he pressed one of his hands against one as he reached up his face to hers by pressing against the bed with his other hand. They kissed and, for the first time, they both felt what it was like to kiss someone they were falling in love with.

"Prove it," he said.

"That I don't like army guys?"

He kissed her again, pecking her lips with a smile, then kissed her more fully. He felt his tongue slide past her lips into her wet, waiting mouth. Her tongue wrapped around his and he felt it press against his wet gums. She opened and slightly closed her mouth around his and moved with his rhythm.

She let her hands slip downward, where they worked to take the sheets off of Derek and she sat atop him. She was so ready, so willing, that she took off her scrub top and undershirt.

She raised one of his hands and put it in her mouth. He hooked it into her cheek and pulled it out slowly, seeing a trail of spit follow his finger. He rubbed his finger against her cheek and held her jaw, then pushed up to kiss her again. He could feel the special tenderness she felt for him when he did, like she was accepting him into her life, not just her mouth.

He pulled away, to look at her face, then smiled and pushed his lips back onto hers. She held either side of his jaw and squeezed her body as it was on him. They kissed again, appreciating for long moments the feeling of being in unison with one another. They let go of one another's mouths and inhaled deeply, then kissed again and again until the sun changed its tilt into the room and it became early evening. She didn't want to leave the room, though, and eventually they were grinding against one another's bodies. She slipped her bra off and he put his hands up to cup her breasts, then squeezed to feel the soft flesh push against his fingers.

Her pants came off and she let his dick come out of his pants. She sat atop him and positioned his dick under her lips. She slowly inched down on him and went up and down on it, almost letting it fall out but holding the head of his penis inside of her enough so that it didn't. She began to move her hips up and down as he kneaded her breasts like they were dough. He held onto them and jiggled them up and down as she gained a rhythm on him.

She kept her hands to either side of him on the bed, then propped herself up while she bounced on his sturdy erection. He put his face up and made his mouth open and lick at her breast, putting a bit of it in his mouth as she rode him. She bounced up and down on him and he brought his mouth off of her and lay back down. When she slowed and nearly stopped, he began thrusting his hips into her with a quick intensity. He pushed up and down into her and she felt the push of him against the inside of her vagina. She could feel her body pulse with desire.

She began to bob back onto and off of his dick as he slowed his rhythm and he put her hands on her butt cheeks, grabbing and pulling them apart as she glided onto and off of him. Her feet lifted up and she put them against his thighs as she bounced up and down on him. His dick was going into places she had never felt anybody go before and she couldn't take the amount of pleasure she was experiencing from riding his lusty dick. She went quickly, then would slow herself to be going up and down on him slowly. He reveled in the feeling and wanted more of it. His fingers splayed on her cheeks and then pushed together as he squeezed her and felt her soft flesh.

"I want you on top of me," she told him.

"I want to be on top of you, he said,

He got above her on the bed and leaned over to kiss her, feeling the hot wetness of her mouth. His engorged dick fell over her and he felt it, then put it against her lips. He rubbed the opening to them with his head with one hand as his other held the bed just next to her head. He pushed his head against her lips and slid them across the area, gliding easily with her juices. He put the tip of his head against her clit and pushed into it a few times, making her shiver and close her eyes.

He pushed one last time into her clit gently, then let his dick slide into her hole and fill it up with its mass. He noted how much bigger it was now than it ever had been for any other woman or himself. He watched her tits jiggle as he pushed in and out of her and how they moved with him. He pushed into her like that as she moaned lightly.

"I want you deep, deep inside of me," she told him.

"I can go deeper," he told her.

"That's right where I want you," she said as she felt him go into a part of her that she loved having touched.

"Right there?" he asked.

"Right there," she replied.

He could cum, but he backed off of the feeling and slowed his pushing into her so as not to cum too early. He continued to feel the sensation of pumping into her, though, and quickly resumed doing it fast and hard into her. She squeaked and smiled in delight. She took his dick into her and felt it press against her inner walls, pressing and pushing against her. She loved the feeling and couldn't get enough of it.

He continued to rhythmically pound into her and she splayed underneath him. He then slowed and dipped down low to kiss her. He put his lips around hers and let his mouth show her how he felt. He continued to pulse in and out of her. She felt so good, like all of her tensions were being released and like she could finally breathe feely again. Stresses she hadn't known were accumulating simply vanished and she felt lighter, more buoyant as he enjoyed her and let her enjoy him.

"This feels so good," she told him.

"I can't help but feel so good, my god," he replied.

"I love having you deep inside of me."

He agreed with a nod and said, "Want me to go deeper?" He pushed into her with added vigor and she felt him pushing against her uterus walls. It was intoxicating and she wanted more.

She told him as much, saying, "Give me more, I want more!"

He pushed into her until she was gripping the bedsheets and squeezing her eyes shut in orgasm. He continued to make her feel like she was walking on water, or up among the clouds. She felt like she had never felt before. She felt so happy and complacent while he made her orgasm that she smiled and opened her eyes, looking lovingly at Derek.

"You look so hot," he told her, putting a hand on her jiggling tit. He lightly touched her and moved his hand to watch her move under his fingers. "I love being able to put it inside of you."

He pushed further and then slowed, gyrating his hips to slowly move his head inside of her so that it was pushing deeper and deeper each time. He pushed then straight and backwards and felt the way her walls contracted and expanded to push him out and take him back in again.

"I love feeling the inside of you," he said to her and put his other hand on her cheek. She looked up at him with her hazel eyes. "You are so beautiful."

"You are, too. Handsome."

"Thank you," he said.

He pushed into her then got out of her and signaled for her to turn around. She presented her butt to him and put her head down on the pillow. He put a hand on either hip and pushed himself into her. He glided in easily, wet as she was, and he began pumping in and out of her slowly. He watched his dick as it went into and came out of her, lips dragging along some of his shaft as he did.

"Just like that," he said as he watched.

She pushed her butt into him and his hands moved to hold onto her cheeks. They both pushed into one another and away in the same time. They moved together and the both of them felt the resistance of her tight vagina against the shaft of his dick as they did. The sensation made her eyes roll into the back of her head and gasp out in pleasure as it happened. She moaned and gasped, breathing in sharply and exhaling quickly. She couldn't control her breath or the sounds coming out of her mouth as he entered and exited her body.

He leaned forward and rested his hips against her butt as he pumped into her, and he grabbed each tit with one hand. He pulled against them and pushed into her with his fully engorged erection.

"I'm so close," he said, "I could cum."

"Please," she said to him. "Please, cum inside of me."

"You want me to put my load inside of you?"

"Oh, yeah," she said in a hushed voice.

He continued to thrust until he slowed, and held his dick into her powerfully, then stopped completely there.

"I felt that inside of me," she said breathlessly.

"You did?" he asked, amazed. He got out of her and kissed her on the mouth, then laid down beside her. "How was that for you?" he asked.

"For me?" she asked. "Amazing."

"It was?"

"Oh yeah, she said as she wiggled back into her scrubs." She laid back down when she had. "That was probably the best I've ever had."

"Probably?"

She laughed and said, "Alright, the best."

"That's all I have to say about it, too."

"That it was the best?"

"Yeah," he said.

"We keep getting closer," she said out loud.

"We are," he said, agreeing.

She secretly wondered how they would work together. She didn't know anything about being with a military man, and now she had hooked up with one. Except, she didn't want it to just be a hook up. She got worried that she had made a mistake, but she was somehow comfortable as long as she looked into his eyes.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Fine," she said.

"Not regretting your decision at all?"

"Not at all," she told him, adjusting her bra under her scrubs.

"Then what is it, like I said, I can read you by now, doc."

She sighed, then sat down on the bed, "I want you, but I want my career more. Nobody I know has been with a patient."

"I would wait for you," he told her.

"You barely know me," she reminded him.

"I've known you for awhile now," he said. "Whether or not we talked about our lives outside of this place, we talked about our lives here. We've gotten to know one another that way."

"Fine, I'll make a bet with you. If you can get to know me, inside and out, and if you can let me get to know you, inside and out, then I'll let you wait for me."

"I'm getting a purple heart, you know."

She nodded.

"I'm going to be out of combat for awhile, if I ever see it again."

"You're stable," she said.

"I'll be in the reserves, never on active duty."

"You'll be a recruiter," she said.

"Exactly."

"You'll be able to go to San Diego, that's for sure."

"That's the most important thing to me, right now."

She said, "That's a pretty important thing."

"It's all I can think about." He said, "I trained to be a soldier, not this."

"Then find something else to live for."

He looked meaningfully at her and said, "I did."

She looked away, then back at him, full of hope for him and even for them. She wanted to see if they could work, but she had her doubts. He hadn't ever opened up to her like this and, if he was like any other jarheads, he wouldn't ever again.

"What do you think you'll do after you serve your time?"

"Serve my time? I guess I have to start thinking of it like you, since I'll be doing something for the army I don't want to be doing, just like you."

"But do you know?" she asked.

He sad, "I guess I'll find out with you."

She looked away again, smiling this time. He was determined, she could give him that.

"What got you going into med school?" he asked.

"Family expectations. I had like, the best grades in my school. I was valedictorian. They expected me to go somewhere that was perfect for me, so I went into med school because I thought it would be."

"And was it?"

"In a lot of ways," she said, "yes."

"And in other ways?"

"No," she said. "Such as the way it hardens you to death. I never expected that. Like, people that go into vet school do it because they love animals, not because they love seeing animals die. But eventually you get used to the death aspect, it can't faze you. You have other patients that will die, too, if you go into the closet and cry about someone else."

"Have you seen a lot of death here?"