Finding Her Soldier (BBW, Military Erotic Romance) Read Online Free PDF

pleasure shot through me, exploding
and imbuing every nerve in my body with a sense of complete ecstasy. The expert
motions of his tongue catalyzed a new lust. I gyrated, holding onto his short hair,
pushing his face into my wet pussy.
    He lapped at me with passion and fury, an intensity
I’d almost never seen before in the bedroom, a complex amalgamation of gentle
roughness. He slid his tongue between my lips, running its length in one smooth
stroke.
    I was ready to melt, wanting him to take me, to
shove his huge cock inside me and give me those forceful thrusts that let me
know I was his and that he’d do whatever he wanted with me. Eventually, I
couldn’t wait any longer and I pulled at his hair, trying to get his attention.
    “Bronson, I want you inside me,” I panted, still
very much enjoying his oral dexterity, but wanting more, wanting it rougher,
harder, and more passionate, wanting his big cock stretching my curvy body to
the limit, buried inside my hot, wet slit.
    Bronson must have wanted it, too, because within a
second he was on top of me, beginning to mount. He already knew I was soaking
wet and ready for him. I saw his throbbing, massive cock near my slit and I let
out a breathy moan, anticipating the very moment when he’d stretch my folds.
    And before I knew it he was pushing himself inside
me. I felt radiant, glowing in my passion, the heightened sensitivity built up by
the long foreplay, by the day spent waiting for a pleasure like this, a day in
which there were moments when I didn’t know if Bronson and I would even be
together like this again.
    But none of that mattered now, because he’d told me
he was mine, that we would stay together despite his upcoming tour, despite all
the trials ahead. Right now I wouldn’t worry about all that. Tonight I was ready
to bend to his every whim, to give up my body for his pleasure and my own.
    While he fucked me, I was lost in the passion, the
wordless, incomprehensible fury of sex on the senses, but behind all this there
was the deepest love, the deepest, fullest desire between us, a psychological
connection unknown to most people. It was like we were made for each other. Tonight
had shown me that to be true.
    The next months would be the test of this love, but
there was no questioning the bond we’d formed so far. This connection was
strongest and most apparent when he was inside me, fucking me with all his
passion and energy, driving deep inside me with every thrust. His hands ravaged
me, squeezing my curves, pushing my breasts together so that he could lap at my
nipples once more while he stroked inside me.
    Bronson rolled over and pulled me on top of him. I
reached down with my hand to grab hold of his girthy cock, guiding it back into
my soaking wet slit. Now that I was on top, his long cock went even further
inside my tight pussy. I rode him hard, feeling a slight twinge of pain at his
massive size. I arched my back, running my hands over my own curves, putting on
a show for him as I massaged my own beautiful tits, staring down at him with a
lustful look in my eyes.
    He concentrated on me, grabbing my ass and pushing
his hard cock even deeper inside me as I rode him. This was a much harder fuck
than he’d ever given me. He was giving me everything he had, bringing my curvy body
to the brink with each nuanced thrust. I tried to return the favor, wanting to
give every ounce of energy I had to pleasing him, to handling his rock hard
cock with the attention it deserved.
    By now he’d worked me into an absolute frenzy,
pushing my body to new limits. My lust became feverish, almost unquenchable.
There was only one thing I wanted now. I went down and gave him a kiss, then
leaned in close to his ear, not allowing myself more than a breathy whisper.
    “Are you close?” I asked softly.
    “Yes,” he grunted.
    “Come inside me.”
    I don’t know why I wanted that so badly. Maybe it
was the fact that I knew he’d be gone for a long time, and that