Tricia's Army Sergeant: A Story of Passion & Awakening in Mid-Life by Maura Rossi

that
spot. Her hands rode on top of his. Her orgasm exploded this time
and she squealed, making a high-pitched whimper in the back of her
throat. She clutched his hands.
    "Damn, I love you, Tricia."
    She slumped back on him. He pulled out, stood
and lifted her in his arms. He placed her on the bed and climbed on
top of her. He was fully hard.
    "Did you hear me? I love you."
    She was spent. He smiled to himself. This was
all brought on by his deployment. He made a mental note to go to
Kabul again in a few months.
    "I love you, too," she murmured putting her
hands on his face.
    "Tricia, I need you again."
    She opened her eyes and looked into his face.
She was surprised.
    "Really?"
    "Yeah, you did it to me again."
    He slid into her pussy and settled down on
her. Perfect .

Epilogue
    John's patience had paid off. She trusted him
and would give him her body without fear. He was sure there would
be many more objections to overcome. But each would provide him a
sweet surrender to savor. He planned to work his ass off to keep
Tricia by his side for the rest of his life.
    Tricia had been happy in her marriage and
sexually frustrated after her husband died. After twenty-five years
married and two children, she thought she knew about men and sex.
She was unprepared for the overwhelming sexual urges John brought
out in her.
    His loving coaxed her out of her shell; a
shell she didn't even know existed. The promise of the feelings, of
the heights, his body evoked broke down her reservations and fears;
fears about her body, reservations about spreading her legs for man
in the light of day. Prohibitions about acting out fantasies and
letting go of self-control vanished. John brought that to her by
simply looking at her, touching her and loving her.