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He bent his head and licked one nipple before moving to the other. While he explored my naked flesh with his wet, tongue, I undid his pants, sliding them down enough to expose his cock.
And what a marvelous cock it was. I fondled it while we kissed, amazed at the size. He stepped back and lifted his shirt off, exposing his rock-hard chest and abs. I leaned forward and kissed his skin.
He took his pants off the rest of the way. I did the same with mine. We were soon standing in front of each other, naked. My eyes lowered, scanning his body, liking what I saw.
The momentary pause to get our clothes off ended as we resumed passionately kissing each other. I loved the way he made my whole body tingle when his tongue slid against mine.
Time slowed, became somehow irrelevant. All that existed in that moment was him and me, our bodies about to lock together in bliss. He moved forward as we kissed, pushing me toward the bed.
I sat down on the edge of the mattress, looking up at his face, enamored by those magical blue eyes. He grinned and got down on his knees in front of me. A moment later, he kissed my pussy.
As he went down on me, I closed my eyes and threw my head back, not believing how good it felt to have him kissing, licking, and sucking my sensitive flesh. He ran his fingers back and forth over my pussy.
Blood rushed between my legs as a familiar tingle spreading through my body. I hadn’t been with a man in so long. And he was so good at what he was doing. His hands ran over my smooth skin.
I forgot for a moment or two I was in Afghanistan that outside a war was going on.
“Do it,” I begged. “Fuck me hard.”
He looked up from between my legs. A moment later, he was on his feet in front of me, that huge dick swinging back and forth in front of him.
I watched, enthralled, as he wrapped a condom over it.
This is it. He’s going to fuck me.
The thought turned me on so much. I wasn’t sure if it was the fact we weren’t supposed to be doing what we were about to do or the fact I was in a strange country, but something was different.
None of the other men who fucked me compared to Cooper, and he hadn’t even pushed it in me yet. I expected great things – like a mind-blowing orgasm in Afghanistan.
He stepped forward and lifted my legs. Our eyes met as he rubbed the tip of his cock over my wet pussy before putting it in. I squinted my eyes and moaned.
HIs look of hunger turned to surprise at the sound of an explosion outside.
“What the hell?” I asked.
He dropped my legs and spun around.
“Fuck.”
“Are we under attack?” I asked, standing up.
“I don’t know,” he said as he slipped his underwear on.
As we dressed, I heard a second explosion outside from the same direction.
“That sounds like it’s inside the camp,” he said. “Stay here.”
“Don’t worry about me,” I said, my heart racing and adrenaline pumping.
He flung the door open and bolted outside. I ran over and peeked outside. Flames rose into the air about five hundred feet away, near the wall surrounding the base.
I shut the door and locked it, wondering what the hell I should do. My suitcase and bag were sitting next to the door. Would I ever get back to New York? The idea wasn’t sounding so bad now.
The thought of not making it hit me hard as I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself. As a journalist, I wanted to find out what the hell had happened.
After opening the door, I stepped outside. No other explosions had occurred. Was it a car bomb? An RPG? Something else? I saw men running toward the blaze.
Before I decided to follow them, Tony Roth ran up.