PRIVATE: A Military Romance Novel (Military Men Book 2) by Leila Haven Page A
Authors: Leila Haven
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pulsed while the sheer joy of our coupling sung through me. We were one person at that stage, never again to be separated.
Kincaid leaned against me while we held onto one another. My arms encircled her, holding her naked form against me while our pulse tried to return to normal.
I slipped out of her as my cock softened. The relief was palpable. I wanted to give her a thousand kisses for the joy she had just given me.
“That was amazing,” she muttered.
“You are the amazing one. Your sexy body is a wonderland.”
She smiled.
A part of me knew we should get dressed and return to our bunks before someone caught us. In that moment, I found it difficult to care, much less to move.
A beeping sounded, the noise more an annoyance than something we had to deal with. She looked at me, puzzlement in her eyes now. “What’s that noise?”
“I don’t know,” I replied.
I looked around, trying to ascertain where the insistent beeping was coming from. I couldn’t work it out, but it was annoying.
In the next instant, I woke up.
I was still in my bunk, still in my dorm, and the alarm clock was flashing six a.m. It was also beeping like a motherfucker.
Eager to return to my dream, I hit the snooze button and rolled over onto my stomach.
No. Fucking. Way.
The embarrassing wetness in my pants was unmistakable. I hadn’t had a wet dream in years. A part of me was still questioning whether it had all really been a dream. It had seemed so real.
But it wasn’t. I needed to clean the hell up before any of my bunkmates saw the mess. More than that, I needed to get Kincaid out of my head.
Now.
Chapter 8
Sasha
҉ ҉ ҉ ҉ ҉ ҉
My first day in the field was something I wouldn’t forget for a very long time. I never expected to lie to my superior, or have Rafter see my naked body.
I may have had fantasies about Rafter and nakedness, but he was naked in those moments too, not just me.
Lying to Major Atoll was relatively easy, I’d lied plenty of times before. There was no way he was going to punish me on my first day, so taking the fall for the break of protocol wasn’t even something I had to think about.
I would, however, like to speak to the snitch who ran to him the moment we returned to base. There were only a few short minutes between arriving back and being summoned to his office. I was determined to find out who it was so I knew who to look out for.
Atoll wouldn’t tell me who it was; he said it would be inappropriate. My Uncle Arthur was a good man and doted on me, but he was also a good solider. Which meant he wouldn’t snitch on the rat. If I couldn’t get the information out of him, I was going to have to go digging for it elsewhere.
I’m sure Rafter would be keen to know too. Just the thought of him brought back the memory of the shower incident. Even after a good night’s sleep I still couldn’t shake the image of him looking at me.
His eyes had been hungry, appreciative, sexy . He liked what he saw and I liked seeing it written across his face. I had been silently begging for him to take me right then and there in the shower stall. The spider was a horrible thing but I was glad it happened now.
Rafter was seated at the table at breakfast in the mess hall. Our troop were also seated, sharing jokes and stories as we prepared for another big day. I took a seat at the end.
“You’re a bit late,” Dekker commented as I started to eat. “Did you have trouble getting your hair straightener to work?” He laughed, along with the few men around him.
“Actually, it was my vibrator and it worked perfectly, thank you,” I shot back. I’d dealt with jerks my whole life, I wasn’t ready to take their crap.
Dekker didn’t hesitate now. “I bet you need a great big one, huh? Need something to plug that big hole. I’ve got something you can use.”
My face burned, as much as I wished it wouldn’t. All I wanted to do was eat in peace and quiet. But moving seats now would be giving in to the
Kincaid leaned against me while we held onto one another. My arms encircled her, holding her naked form against me while our pulse tried to return to normal.
I slipped out of her as my cock softened. The relief was palpable. I wanted to give her a thousand kisses for the joy she had just given me.
“That was amazing,” she muttered.
“You are the amazing one. Your sexy body is a wonderland.”
She smiled.
A part of me knew we should get dressed and return to our bunks before someone caught us. In that moment, I found it difficult to care, much less to move.
A beeping sounded, the noise more an annoyance than something we had to deal with. She looked at me, puzzlement in her eyes now. “What’s that noise?”
“I don’t know,” I replied.
I looked around, trying to ascertain where the insistent beeping was coming from. I couldn’t work it out, but it was annoying.
In the next instant, I woke up.
I was still in my bunk, still in my dorm, and the alarm clock was flashing six a.m. It was also beeping like a motherfucker.
Eager to return to my dream, I hit the snooze button and rolled over onto my stomach.
No. Fucking. Way.
The embarrassing wetness in my pants was unmistakable. I hadn’t had a wet dream in years. A part of me was still questioning whether it had all really been a dream. It had seemed so real.
But it wasn’t. I needed to clean the hell up before any of my bunkmates saw the mess. More than that, I needed to get Kincaid out of my head.
Now.
Chapter 8
Sasha
҉ ҉ ҉ ҉ ҉ ҉
My first day in the field was something I wouldn’t forget for a very long time. I never expected to lie to my superior, or have Rafter see my naked body.
I may have had fantasies about Rafter and nakedness, but he was naked in those moments too, not just me.
Lying to Major Atoll was relatively easy, I’d lied plenty of times before. There was no way he was going to punish me on my first day, so taking the fall for the break of protocol wasn’t even something I had to think about.
I would, however, like to speak to the snitch who ran to him the moment we returned to base. There were only a few short minutes between arriving back and being summoned to his office. I was determined to find out who it was so I knew who to look out for.
Atoll wouldn’t tell me who it was; he said it would be inappropriate. My Uncle Arthur was a good man and doted on me, but he was also a good solider. Which meant he wouldn’t snitch on the rat. If I couldn’t get the information out of him, I was going to have to go digging for it elsewhere.
I’m sure Rafter would be keen to know too. Just the thought of him brought back the memory of the shower incident. Even after a good night’s sleep I still couldn’t shake the image of him looking at me.
His eyes had been hungry, appreciative, sexy . He liked what he saw and I liked seeing it written across his face. I had been silently begging for him to take me right then and there in the shower stall. The spider was a horrible thing but I was glad it happened now.
Rafter was seated at the table at breakfast in the mess hall. Our troop were also seated, sharing jokes and stories as we prepared for another big day. I took a seat at the end.
“You’re a bit late,” Dekker commented as I started to eat. “Did you have trouble getting your hair straightener to work?” He laughed, along with the few men around him.
“Actually, it was my vibrator and it worked perfectly, thank you,” I shot back. I’d dealt with jerks my whole life, I wasn’t ready to take their crap.
Dekker didn’t hesitate now. “I bet you need a great big one, huh? Need something to plug that big hole. I’ve got something you can use.”
My face burned, as much as I wished it wouldn’t. All I wanted to do was eat in peace and quiet. But moving seats now would be giving in to the
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