Perfect Soldier: The Complete Story (5-Part BBW Military Romance Novel) (20 page)

Chapter
Eight

Catherine

In mid-December, I opened a letter from Colt that
told me he’d be coming home for Christmas. When I read that line, my jaw
dropped. There were no further details beyond that. When exactly was he getting
in? How long would he be staying?
Was I living in a dream?

Needless to say, this new development made it nearly
impossible to concentrate – something that proved problematic in the middle of
finals week. Fortunately, I had a much better schedule than in past semesters.
For instance, in the previous two semesters, I’d had multiple finals on the
same day. This semester they were spread out over the entire week.

I’d already taken my Chemistry exam on Monday. It
went reasonably well, and I was expecting good news when grades finally came
out. Intermediate Anatomy was coming up on Thursday afternoon. There was plenty
of time to study for that, plus it was a relatively easy class.

The killer test, Advanced Bio, would come on
Saturday. Yes, a
Saturday
. I couldn’t believe it when I saw that on the
schedule, but ultimately I wasn’t complaining. That would give me an extra day
to study. Christmas was the following Thursday. I knew that if I put my head
down and powered through the week, it would all be worth it. Colt coming home
was the light at the end of the tunnel.

After my Anatomy final on Thursday, I stayed up late
hitting the books for Advanced Bio. The following Friday morning, I woke up
early and studied by myself throughout the morning hours, then met with my
study group for a last minute cram session that lasted all afternoon and into
the late evening.

By the time the clock struck 11:00 PM, I told the
others I was heading home and wished them luck on the exam. The exam began the
following morning at 9:00 AM. I had done all the studying I possibly could at
this point; if I didn’t know the material now, more hours hitting the books
wouldn’t change that.

I was hoping that a good night’s rest would give me
the extra boost I needed to ace the exam. Not surprisingly, I fell asleep
within minutes of laying down on my mattress. I had spent over twelve hours
studying and I was completely wiped out.

On Saturday morning, I woke to my alarm at 7:30 AM.
After showering, I made some coffee and a big breakfast. The test was from 9:00
AM to 1:00 PM. I knew that if I didn’t eat well, I’d be in major trouble. I ate
quickly and left my apartment with plenty of time to spare. By 8:50 AM, I was
seated in the classroom, waiting for Dr. Hilton to pass out our final exam.
Here
goes nothing
, I thought to myself. I took a deep breath and said a small
prayer.

***

Colton

With my bags packed, I said one last goodbye to the
guys in the barracks. Finally, I came to Percy. For old time’s sake, we grabbed
one last terrible meal together in the mess hall.

“So you’re finally doing it, eh? Getting out for
good,” he said with feigned reproach as we sat down together at one of the
tables.

“Yup,” I said, taking a bite of the orangish slop in
front of me that the mess hall passed off as mac’n cheese.

“No more soldier, no more shoot’em up, no more
getting shot in the ass.”

“Hey, it was the back of my
leg
,” I said with
a laugh, punching him in the shoulder.

“You got shot in the ass, man. Now that you’re
leaving, you can admit it.”

“Fine. I got shot in the ass. You happy now?”

“Yup, glad to hear you finally say it. So what’s
next? Pushing papers at the DoD?”

“Well, I’m hoping it’s more than just pushing
papers. I don’t know, I’m ready for it. There was a time I thought I’d never
want to leave the field. When I joined, I specifically wanted to be station
overseas, fighting the good fight. But now…”

“Now what?” asked Percy as I trailed off.

“I feel like I’m risking too much out here.”

“It’s your woman, isn’t it?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I can’t blame a man for that. But hell, love
can be even rougher than war sometimes.”

“I suppose it can. But I’m optimistic.”

“Good. That’s the only way you can be and make it
through life.”

We continued eating, then lingered in the mess hall
talking for a while longer, just shooting the shit, knowing it’d be a long
time, if ever, before our paths crossed again. Percy was a good kid and I knew
I’d miss his friendship.

Eventually, it was time for me to go. Percy walked
back to the barracks with me to help me with my bags. We tossed them into the
ground transport and slammed the doors shut on them. Then we stood out in front
of the truck face to face. I reached out my hand and Percy gave me a firm
handshake.

“We should grab a beer sometime once you get out of
this hellhole,” I said, giving him a brief smile.

“Only if you’re buying.”

“Deal.”

I hopped into the front passenger seat of the
armored vehicle and shut the door behind me. Percy and I saluted each other one
last time, and then the driver took off on the road to Kabul. With over 30
hours of flights ahead. I’d be back in Tulsa sometime early Saturday night.
Making it home with less than a week before Christmas.

***

Catherine

I came out of my Advanced Bio final knowing I’d nailed
it. There wasn’t a question in my mind. And hearing the other students
complaining about how hard it was, I knew the class average would be low,
meaning that once again I’d benefit from the curve.

As I’d done after my Bio test last semester, I
joined some people in my class for drinks and food. And if there was ever cause
for celebration, this was it. I was done with classes for the semester and had
a long winter break ahead of me. To top it off, Colt was coming home for
Christmas. I wondered how I could be so damn lucky.

A few hours later and I was feeling more than tipsy.
We’d been drinking all afternoon at some Mexican restaurant with cheap, strong
margaritas. For some odd reason, it seemed like the perfect way to close out
the semester. Around 7:00 PM it was time to head home. I called a cab and said
goodbye to everyone.

The rest of my night I planned out as I rode back to
my apartment in the cab. With all that drinking, I was feeling sleepy. As soon
as I got home, I’d brush my teeth and then pop on some Netflix. With any luck,
I’d be asleep in the next few hours and wouldn’t wake up until late Sunday
morning.

On my way up to the apartment, I stopped at my
mailbox to see if Colt had sent anymore details, but all I pulled out were
bills and junk mail. I slowly made my way up the rest of the stairs and fumbled
with my keys as I opened the door to my apartment.

Chapter
Nine

Catherine

“COLT!” I screamed in delight, running up to him.

“Well, hello there,” he said with a laugh, catching
me as I jumped into his arms

He held me tightly as I pulled his head in for a
deep kiss. Then I jumped down and pushed him back a bit to have a look at him.

“I can’t believe this.
You’re back already!?
”

“Yup. I had my key, so when you weren’t home I
figured it’d be OK to let myself in. I wanted to surprise you.”

“Well, color me surprised,” I said as I pulled him
in for another wet kiss.

Then I leaned my head against his shoulder, just
leaning against him for a bit, listening to the soothing sound of his big heart
beating strongly. He was safe and sound, and I was back in his arms again.

“Your breath tastes like liquor,” he said.

“Oh, sorry. I was out with my classmates. We got
drinks after the final today.”

“How’d that go? Was it celebratory drinking or
depressed drinking?”

“Celebratory,” I said. “It went very well.
And
it was my last final.”

“Your
final
final?”

“Ha!” I said, sarcastically. “You know, I’m so happy
to see you I’ll let your lame jokes slide for once.”

“So, since you’re already drunk. What do you say to
one last drink with me?”

“Perhaps. What are you thinking? You want to go
somewhere?” I asked, looking up at him, them kissing his lower lip playfully.

“I was thinking we could stay right here,” he said,
nodding his head towards a bottle of champagne chilling in an ice bucket on the
counter.

“Well, you’ve though of everything, mister. You
think that if you just get me drunk enough I’ll take my clothes off for you?” I
asked teasingly.

“I’m thinking it couldn’t hurt,” he said with a
wink.

***

Colton

When I heard the key turning in her apartment door,
my heart started racing. This was it, the moment we’d both been waiting for –
only Cat had no idea that it was about to arrive. I was dying to see the look
on her face when she first saw me.

Needless to say, she didn’t disappoint. I knew there
was a 50% she’d scream out loud and a 50% chance she’d be completely
speechless. She opted for the former.

“COLT!” she’d squealed gleefully as she ran into my
arms.

I wrapped them around her as she kissed me. Just
feeling her body again, her warmth, was worth those long hours on the multiple
flights I’d taken to get back home. The kiss hinted at the pleasures to come –
and likely sooner rather than later.

I poured us both a glass of champagne and we sat
together on the couch. I could feel the velvet box nestled in my pocket. I
shifted my position slightly, not wanting her to feel it. I needed to wait
until the time was right.

I still hadn’t told her about the job in D.C. I
wanted to wait on that, too. There were still a lot of things to work out
surrounding that.
Would she be able to move there with me? Could she
continue her studies there?
These were important questions to ask, but I
didn’t feel like ruining the moment.

Then she asked me how long I was staying for.

“Through New Year’s Day,” I said, trying to keep it
vague.

Technically, I was staying through that date, and
much longer after that, too! I felt a little bad about not putting all my cards
out on the table, but now just wasn’t the time for it.

“Oh, I’m so happy. You’re home for
Christmas
!
I still can’t believe it. There’s so much I have to do! I need to get presents,
and start planning out dinner, and…”

“Shh,” I said. “Just relax. Enjoy your champagne.”

She took a sip of her drink and made a playfully
sarcastic face at me. That was it; I was done. I simply couldn’t control myself
anymore. I placed my drink down on the glass table and pounced on her, pressing
my lips to hers.

She put her drink down on the table and kissed me
back, maneuvering so she was lying down on the couch with me on top of her,
desperately roving my hands all over her body. I simply could not touch her
body enough, each squeeze, each caress of her curves made me want her even
more.

Her scent filled my nostrils as we lay there,
sucking gently at each other mouths, the interplay of our tongues working in
lustful harmony. I was drinking in her scent, her taste, her touch – all the
things I’d been deprived of in my time away from her.

Chapter
Ten

Catherine

As I lay beneath him, his muscular body hovering
over me, those soft lips pressed against mine, I couldn’t help but feel as if I
was dreaming again. This unexpected surprise mixed with the afternoon of drinks
made me wonder if all of this were really happening.

But as I felt the wetness of his tongue pressed
against my own, and that other wetness between my legs starting to grow, I knew
that this was real. I gave his butt a playful squeeze just to double check.
Yes,
this was real
.

I whimpered as he started to kiss my neck, his hands
all over my body, pushing up under my shirt and bra, playfully tweaking my
nipples as he fondled my breasts. Just to feel his touch again turned me on. We
hadn’t been together like this since summer.

Colt sucked on my neck and I moaned, feeling him
moving his hand up my thigh now. His big cock pressed against me, a growing
bulge in his jeans, ready to give me my most basic desire.

I pulled Colt away from my neck, giving him a wet,
hot kiss, making out with him for a few moments before slipping off of the
couch. I pulled off my shirt and then slid my bra off of my chest, covering my
nipples with my hands, pushing my tits together as I kneeled in front of him.
Then slowly I let my hands fall away, reaching my arms up behind my head,
letting him take in the sight of my gorgeous tits for the first time in months.

I knew he liked seeing me like this, knew he thought
about me when he was overseas trying to go to sleep at night. Then I moved
towards him, running my hands up and down his thighs, lingering there for a
minute longer; he’d waited months for this, what was a few more seconds?

Then I reached up to his waist and undid his belt,
sliding it out of the loops of his jeans. Slowly and deliberately, I began to
unbutton them. I kissed his lower abs as I undid each button. Reaching up, I
started to pull his jeans down off of his hips. Colt moved himself ever so
slightly off of the couch, making it easier for me to get to the throbbing
member in his boxer briefs.

I pulled his boxers down and began kissing up his
right thigh. As my mouth moved in closer towards his cock, Colt leaned his head
back on top of the couch. With the first lick of his balls, I heard him groan
in anticipation. I licked again, longer this time, applying more wetness and
pressure. Then I took one of his balls in my mouth, sucking on it gently for a
few seconds. I flitted my tongue, playing with him, trying to elicit another
groan of pleasure.

He reached his hand down and ran it through my silky
hair, holding it back so it wouldn’t fall in my face as I started to suck his
big cock. I stroked his shaft slowly, loving the way his warm, tightened skin
felt as it rubbed against my hand.

Then suddenly I stopped stroking and pressed his
throbbing head into his abs as I licked all the way up the shaft. For I moment,
I stayed there, swirling my tongue quickly around his head continuously in one
direction. Then I reversed and circled him slowly and sensually.

Gradually, I wrapped my lips around his head,
touching my wet tongue lightly to him, tasting the precum that had formed at
the tip. I took his big cock all the way into my mouth, causing him to shudder
with pleasure. He let out another loud groan. Knowing that he was enjoying the
soft, wet feeling of my mouth made me even wetter with desire. I reached a hand
down and unbuttoned my jeans, playing with my clit as I started to suck him
harder.

I bobbed up and down, running his huge balls through
my fingers as I swirled by tongue around his cock, applying slight pressure,
then releasing. There was a passionate ebb and flow to the way I sucked at him,
to the way I applied my passion towards the goal of his pleasure. But as much
as I enjoyed his taste, as much as I went crazy for the feeling of his cock
pounding my throat, there was only one thing I wanted now. I could hardly wait
any longer.

Taking Colt’s fat cock deep into my throat, I gagged
slightly, then I removed it with a slurp and a pop. I held his head up to my
pursed lips and kissed it before putting it back in again. This time I bobbed
more quickly, moving my head as I sucked hard at him. I could feel him
throbbing in my mouth.

The rhythmic pulsing of his desire let me know I was
driving him absolutely wild. But I didn’t want to give him too much pleasure
just yet, didn’t want him to bust in my mouth without first giving me the hard
fuck I’d been craving from him for months. My body was aching for him and I
didn’t know how much longer I could wait for him to put his huge cock inside my
tight, wet pussy.

After sucking him off a bit longer, I took his dick
out of my mouth. It was enormous now, fully-erect, stimulated by the nuanced
licking and sucking I’d done to him. His cock glistened in the dim light of the
room, slick with the coating of my saliva. After giving one final passionate
lick, I stood up and pulled my jeans off of my hips, letting them fall to the
floor. I peeled off my panties as Colt sat there silently watching me, giving
his big cock a little tug.

Then I climbed on top of him, holding his cock in my
hand as I straddled him. I rubbed the tip up against the lips of my wet slit,
knowing that the size of his cock was almost more than I could handle after all
these long months. I started to ease down on it when he stopped me.
What?

“Wait,” he said, getting up from the couch.

He pressed his body against mine and picked me up,
laying me down on the floor. Pushing my thighs apart, he lowered his head down
towards my pussy. His lips pressed against my skin, kissing me gently just
below my belly-button. I waited in anticipation, knowing what was on his mind,
trying to imagine the feeling, the tremendous sensation of his tongue dipping
lower. Colt almost
never
did this. I knew I was in for an enormous treat
tonight.

But I didn’t have to use my imagination for long,
because my thoughts were broken up by the new sensation that rippled through
me. The purest most unadulterated pleasure, the absolute rapture of his tongue
circling my clit was intensified by the surprise of his fingers pushing inside
my wet slit. I moaned loudly. It was almost too much for me to take.

His tongue flitted and I gasped a slight utterance
of pleasure. Colt lapped at me, his tongue expert in its movements and
expressive of his passion. There was a unique depth and a certain animalistic
nature to the act – he was in love with the taste of me. I couldn’t have
stopped him if I’d tried, not in the heat of this moment.
But why would I
want to?
My body was almost weak with desire, each swirl of his tongue
bringing me closer to the edge, his fingers filling me up, stretching me as a
prelude to the girth of his cock.

I was desperate for him, even though he was right
here with me. I lay there wanting him inside me, wanting him to embrace me with
all the wild fury of his passion. My mind vacillated between these thoughts and
my attempts to concentrate on the profound pleasure of his tongue as he
continued lapping at me. But I was starving for his cock at this point. And no
matter how tight I was after our months apart, I was ready for him.

“I want you inside me,” I moaned breathily.

He stopped licking my clit and I almost instantly
regretted it, but not for long. Colt kissed his way slowly back up my body. My
breaths quickened as he pressed his face between my breasts, taking in my scent
as he rubbed his ruggedly handsome face against the smooth skin of my chest. He
kissed each of my nipples, offering a subtle lick that sent a shimmering
ecstasy over my skin, like a ripple of static that hinted of the passionate
fuck about to unfold.

Then he kissed me on the mouth again, my back
arching with the soft touch of his lips, the stimulation forcing me into slight
contortions, sending me wriggling on the carpet of my apartment. I was utterly
soaking wet between my legs at this point, just waiting for him to push that
huge cock inside me.  Then I felt his head rubbing up against the lips of
my tight pussy.

Colt reach a hand down and grabbed my voluptuous
ass, squeezing it lustfully as he pushed his cock inside me. My pussy was
tight, but so wet that his huge cock slid in with relative ease. It had been so
long since I’d been filled up like this, filled so completely in a burst of
primal pleasure.

He moved in a gentle rhythmic motion, his hands
still squeezing my ass, forcing himself deep inside of me. He was gentle at
first, stroking deeply, but with a soft sensuality; he could feel the tightness
of my pussy, knowing that I wouldn’t have dared be with anyone over our months
apart, knowing we’d both been faithful to each other.

But behind each gentle thrust I could feel a well of
absolute power and strength, a controlled fury that could only be contained a
little while longer. I knew he wanted to fuck me wildly, with all the
animalistic passion that had been pent up inside him for those long months
apart. I knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.

All of the sudden, Colt pulled out and turned my
body over so that I was on all fours. He pulled me up by the hips as I arched
my back, rounding out my ass, tempting him to spank me. He gave it a light slap
then pushed my cheeks apart, finding my pussy lips with the tip of his cock. He
pushed it back inside me in one smooth, deep stroke. I moaned loudly. From this
angle he was hitting just the right spot as he began to pump faster. After the
oral pleasure, I knew I was only moments away from orgasm. With each powerful
thrust, I practically vibrated with the dueling waves of lust and desire that
rolled through me, setting my curvy body tingling from my wet pussy all the way
to the tips of my finger and toes.

I closed my eyes and let desire take over, giving
way to a lust that sent me gyrating and grinding up against him, trying to
complement his powerful thrusts with movements of my own, seeking desperately
to heighten the pleasure in both of our bodies. I liked that he fucked me hard,
that he didn’t hold back. I didn’t want anything between us anymore, no secrets
or withholding of passion. I laughed when I realized we’d both have rug-burn on
our knees the next day. I didn’t mind.

It was at that moment that I felt him starting to
slow his thrusts. There was a slight sense of hesitation, a new, subtle nuance
to the way he stroked in and out of me. There was a loss of control. I could
feel it in the way his thighs slapped up against my ass. I clenched my pussy,
pushing up against him, trying to maximize his pleasure as he neared climax. He
grabbed my hair gently, yet somehow also roughly, and turned my head back so he
could look in my eyes. He was both serious and passionate as he leaned in to
give me one last wet kiss.

Then I felt his hands cover my breasts, squeezing as
he pulled me back all the way on his big cock. Then I felt the sensation, hot
and sticky, filling me up – the feeling of him lining my pussy with his
enormous load. His cum swam around inside me, I bucked as I fell into a violent
orgasm of my own, sending a wave of shivers and tingles through my body as I
came.

“Yes, yes, yes, YES!” I screamed before words
degenerated into incomprehensible moaning, shocked by how long this climax was
thundering through me.

My body gyrated as Colt held his cock inside me, keeping
it at the deepest point of penetration. His muscles pressed against me and I
felt myself pinned to the carpet, but writhing as my own orgasm rocketed
through me with the force of an explosion. My pleasure was limitless, beyond my
ability to reduce to mere words. I abandoned myself to the feeling.

A minute later he pulled out and dropped down onto
the floor beside me. I rolled over onto my back and lay next to him, pulling
his mouth in for the final closing kiss. That wet, hot kiss was the denouement
of months of long distance sexual tension and frustration, leaving us finally
sated and complete.

I curled into him, letting him run his fingers over
my skin as he spooned me on the floor. Eventually, we’d make the effort to get
up and go to the bedroom, but right now we were content to lay there on the
floor, submerged in each other’s warmth. We didn’t give a damn where we found
ourselves, as long as we were together.