The Soldier Next Door

Tonight I am in the same place I have found myself for a month now. It is a place between excitement and danger. Where you live on the edge of pleasure, of pure adrenaline that flows through your veins. I love every minute of the thrill. I did not get here by playing it safe or even playing by the rules.

Do I desire this lifestyle? Absolutely yes.

So I sit and stare over the camp at the masses of Marines filling every corner. This might seem like such a cliché. A man like me, a man that is half a Marine, sitting amongst other men that cannot even compare. Here is where I thrive; here is where I rule.

Ethan Hunter will be a name that you say softly over your lips, for if I catch you not respecting one syllable that flows from your mouth, you shall find yourself in a great deal of trouble.

Tonight as with every other night, if find myself longing to be with Ana and our baby. I am desperate and fucking lonely. There is the company of the other Marines that can fill the void of the loneliness that consumes your days and your night. But sometimes that is just not enough, which is practically the majority of times.

I am very frustrated as I start to wander my way through the camp; we have a problem, a big problem and I do not know how to take this on. Should I move head-on we might spook him and he would disappear, if we take him by surprise then, well I guess that should be the only option here?

So with the utmost confidence, not that it is required, I make my way to the ops tent. But just as I am about to reach my destination, I feel someone walking smack bang into my sculpted chest.

The impact is so hard, the poor girl utter only but one word.

“Ouch.”

A group of Marines forces themselves past us at the very moment, which causes her to push even harder into my body.

The scent of sweet vanilla and hints of honey attacks my senses. It knocks my breath away, and beyond my control, I press my head even closer to hers. Her scent is beyond intoxicating. And as I listen, I hear her soft rapid breaths singing like music in my ear. There are tingles of pleasure running down my spine, something beyond what I have ever experienced with a woman before.

I softly moan deep in my chest; this is something that I can do with right now. My first instinct is to run my hands over her waist and resting them at the small of her back, but as I find my hands trail the way, her expose skin melts by only my touch. If I was not captivated before, then I truly am now.

But as soon as I rest my hand just above would possibly is the tightest ass I would ever feel in my life, then out of nowhere, the flat of her hand comes crashing into my cheek. And as she speaks, her angel voice peeks the very thing that has had me aching for the past few nights.

“Lieutenant, Sir. I am so sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, it was a pleasure,” I swallow my words the instant that it escapes my lips.

Well, do I not feel like a complete mumbling fool right, trying to gain my composure again, I find myself whispering. “I have not seen you here. When did you arrive?”

“We came in this morning. The name is Emma.”

“Part of the nursing staff?”

“Now, joining a squad.”

Well, does this not peak my interest. A girl amongst the boys. That is about to cause a whole new string of problems for me. Fuck, Gibbs is going to have his grubby paws over the poor girl. Well, he as much as touches the woman, then he will find himself doing a set of hundred every day.

“Do you want to come to the battle ops tent? I was on my way there to meet Lopez?” I ask her with a trembling voice.

Though what I have failed to notice and much to the amusement of the rest of the camp, is that I am still firmly holding my arms around her waist. I feel seven sensations of pleasure as she runs her finger down my arm as she slowly wants to move away. That damn frustration that I felt earlier on has now hit an all-time high, I so wish I could lose myself in every corner of…fuck…don’t even finish that sentence Hunter.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

So as I am fighting the own turmoil in my head, I hear her softly whisper, “Yes, of course.” And that is me, feeling her warm breath lingering on the tip of my ear sends me beyond a craze that I should not feel.

Then much to my own damn horror, not being able to control any bit of this body, I whisper back, “Then follow me.”

Well, just for a moment there I thought that she would slap me right here, but she looks up at me under the most goddamn seductive eyelashes that I have ever seen. And yes, that is Ethan Hunter. I get the biggest smirk on my face, god, when I thought I could not get any more embarrassing. But wait, we have not let go of each other completely. As she realizes that her body is still tightly pressed against mine, she slowly steps away. I immediately feel the void that she leaves behind.

She looks at me and studies me from tip to toe. Maybe a bit too long to make me feel comfortable. “It was a pleasure walking into you, Lieutenant. Lead the way.”

I watch as she elegantly moves but only a few steps in front of me. She knows that I am staring, so she sways those hips, and god does she do it with a purpose; the only purpose is to create an even larger ache that won’t be scratched.

But just before we reach the ops tent, she stumbles over a rock, I am right there behind her to catch her. As I help her lift to her feet, she once again is close up against my body, and much to my own goddamn annoyance, I have my one arm around her waist again. Not able being able to the words at bay; I say what I wanted to say the very moment that she walked into my chest.

“You smell sweeter than honey.”

I hear her breath hitch, and then she softly whimpers my name.

“Lieutenant.”

I can feel her heart rate as it picks up a pace, and I am forced to step one step away from her body.

The moment we step into the ops tent, I can see the faces of both Lopez and Gibbs light up. Now Gibbs can say a thousand words and as he moves on closer, I immediately block him.

“Off-limits.”

“Come on Lieutenant.”

“Off-limits, if you touch her then I break your neck.”

“You make her sound like she is taken.”

“Yes, I am claiming her so none of you assholes can. Now let me introduce you, this I Emma. She will be joining one of the squads.”

I watch as a sneaky smile appears around the corner of what is her soft velvety lips, and I know that I am about to hear something that I do not wish to like.

“Actually, it is Gibbs’s squad, one of the boys are going home, something with a great tragedy in the family. So as I understand, it makes it your squad too Lieutenant.”

Well, now this is just going to prove as one damn big problem. While I am standing still very much captivated in her presence, I can hear Gibbs vaguely from behind and I cannot help but chuckle. I can in all honesty say the words that flow from this man’s mouth does sometimes put me to shame. At the very moment, he is describing the ass of this poor girl as she stands seductively leaning to the one side. I cannot help but listen to him as they both are shamelessly staring at her ass. “Fuck Lopez, imagine a peach just before it becomes ripe, imagine the tightness and yet the smoothness. It slips elegantly over your hand and you so wish that it was ready that you could sink your teeth into it.”

Lopez only but bursts out in laughter, leaving us all rather hot under the collar and somewhat ashamed. So before these boys get themselves into deeper shit, I go to show her where she will be sleeping.

Satisfied that she has settled, I make my way back to the ops tent to give the two assholes each a frim slap against the head. As I get just out of hearing range I can hear the mumble of words as she speaks on her phone.

“Yes Sir, I shall find out who the rat is.”