Oh boy, here comes the hangover...

Did I really drink that much?

I looked around the room as the sun shone through the big red and gold curtains that hung from huge bay windows. I surveyed the bed and that’s when I saw her. In an instant, it all came rolling back.

There she was.

Resting in complete and utter perfection: the soft, early glow of the morning, that indescribable first light, it seemed to bathe her half naked body in the most divine way. Suddenly everything that had come before—every moment in my life leading up to this point—felt like a knockoff when measured against this girl’s authentic beauty.

Have I finally found my North Star?

Lizzy’s long locks framed her perfect face and her peach lips looked so kissable I could barely hold myself back. I softly brushed her hair to the side and she moaned sweetly in response.

“Hey soldier boy,” she smiled.

I’m a goner, I thought.

I’m done for.

This girl is amazing.

No.

Amazing is an insult.

This girl is the most perfect creature I have ever laid eyes on. How could I be so lucky as to find myself lying next to her?

“Last night was incredible,” I blurted out without a word of exaggeration.

Ty Powers what has become of you!!

Get it together, man!

Play it cool.

Lizzy and I had stayed up talking until just before the sun began to rise and, except for that one little hot moment on the hay bails—words I never thought I’d hear myself say—nothing physical happened. I have never experienced that with a woman before. It was so intense and yet we’d barely touched.

It was killer—because of course all I could think about was ripping her clothes off—but somehow it was just as amazing and intimate simply being in her presence.

Well, for now…

“Oh my gosh I must look like such a hot mess,” Lizzy growled sexily, bringing me back to the moment.

“Not at all,” I said truthfully as I surveyed her perfect figure under a tight grey tank top and little black string panties.

I couldn’t help but stare at those panties Oh My God they had thin little sides that wrapped around her hips. I wanted to take them off with my teeth.

You idiot, why didn’t you try something last night!?

Truth be told, I wasn’t quite sure what to do with the morning. I was in such unfamiliar territory and I didn’t know where to begin. I was the “send off” guy. The “last wild night” guy. I was accustomed to having a great night and casually—admittedly sometimes not so casually—leaving the next morning. But that’s because I never really cared before.

Now comes this girl, and suddenly, everything is different.

Why?

What happened?

It was inexplicable. To say my world had been rocked was the understatement of the century. I could barely speak to this wild beauty without blushing let alone figure out how to make a real connection with her. I was so attracted to her, so drawn to her, I just didn’t really know where to begin. Suddenly, none of that mattered.

Oh no, here comes the warrior in me…

All at once… I felt almost hungry for her. The urge had become too much to bear and I couldn’t take it any longer. I wanted to explore her body with my tongue and lips, my fingers and maybe even a little with my teeth.

“Hey soldier boy,” she teased, making me realize I had completely drifted off while staring at her body, thinking about how I wanted to devour her. “Eyes back in your head.”

Oh God.

And with that, Lizzy rolled on her side and away from me, showing off her amazing figure from behind. She sat up, got out of bed and started to walk away leaving me to stare at her sexy thong as it moved further and further away from me.

I’m going to have a heart attack… this girl is so sexy…

Although I greatly admired her back side and loved watching her glide across the bedroom like a prize thoroughbred, I wanted, no, I needed her half naked body back in bed with me. I was so riled up I could barely contain myself.

“Oh no, no, no, no, no,” I heard myself plead. “You can’t leave me like this!”

She threw her head back and laughed, something she loved to do, I was learning. Hearing her laugh instantly made me smile, I couldn’t help it, there was something about this girl. I just wanted her to feel joy all the time.

“I don’t take orders from anyone, soldier boy,” she said over her shoulder as she continued to cross the big room towards a grey wingback chair where the remainder of her clothes lay.

If there was ever a time to muster up courage—ironic for an EFP soldier to say—this was it. The thought of being denied by this girl was more terrifying than ten Fear Division rebels but the fear of losing her for good, well, that was even worse.

“Stop right there,” I said calmly but firmly.

To my surprise—perhaps to both of our surprise—she stopped in her tracks. Her dark hair hung past her bare shoulders and I saw her head cock to the right, as though listening for further instruction.

“Turn around,” I heard myself say.

She did, slowly, but not without a very amused look on her face. There was that foxy smile again.

Killer.

Just killer.

As though it were she who was giving the orders, she half smiled at me and I sat up, making my way to the edge of the bed. With only my boxer briefs on, I sat squarely in front of her and surveyed the most beautiful body I had ever seen from top to bottom, taking her in with my eyes, every single little curve of her body.

I need to savor this.

She stood facing me, confident, with her hands on her hips, and her smoky eyes staring me down.

My heart..

It’s pounding…

“Now, pull up your top,” I half whispered, trying not to let her know that I was breathless in anticipation.

She looked a little surprised but did as I asked. Slowly, keeping her gaze locked with mine, she ran her fingers along her midriff and pulled the tight grey top to reveal just a little bit.

I shook my head.

“Further,” I commanded.

She half-smiled and hiked her tank up higher to expose just the bottom part of her breasts—it drove me crazy and I instantly got so hard. I think I even moaned a little in appreciation, but I wanted more, much more. I shook my head again and told her what I wanted.

“Don’t take it off, just pull it right up over those breasts. I want to see them in broad daylight.”

She looked at me, just for a moment, and raised a sexy eyebrow. As if challenging me. I nodded and without a word, she slowly and seductively lifted her tank right up and showed me her breasts, running her hands over them, caressing them, pushing them together and then rubbing them, all the while making sure I was watching. I could see her little pink nipples getting hard.

This is such a turn on.

As she stood there in front of me, with her tank top up over her perfect round breasts, she began to sway softly. Her movements became more and more erotic and undulating, like soft waves, the more she got turned on.

“Now what,” she purred as she looked at me with those cat-like eyes. Her hips swaying and her little nipples so pink and so delicious looking.

I wasn’t sure if it was question or a statement but the one thing I did know, was that I had to take my time. Both this situation and this girl were a once in a lifetime thing, of that I was sure.

“Pull down your panties, slowly,” I said quietly, “and walk towards me.”

This girl was leaving me speechless but at the same time, inspiring me to be raw and honest. It was all so dizzying but the one thing I did know for sure, was that I could feel myself swelling in anticipation.

I continued to watch as she took her right hand off her breast and made her way to her panties, tugging at them, teasing me. She revealed just a little bit before pulling them up again. But then she stopped.

“No,” she said firmly.

I was stunned but before I could protest she brought her finger to her mouth to “shush” me. And just as fast, she put that finger in her mouth, rolled her tongue around it, and pulled it out slowly, making sure I was watching…

Next, she put that finger on the outside of her panties, in between her thighs, and started to rub back and forth while she moaned softly. She even closed her eyes for a moment. All the while her left hand was still working her breasts, rubbing them and making sure her nipples were nice and hard. It was driving me crazy but before I could do anything, again, she stopped.

This girl is going to be the death of me…

…and what a great way to go.

She walked right up to me but stopped at arm’s length from where I sat. I wanted to grab her so badly and savor her, in all her beauty.

“Sit on your hands,” she instructed firmly.

Whoa.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I smiled, finding myself half-begging with this wild beauty—this untameable natural wonder who I was lucky enough to be in the presence of. I had never been made to wait like this and it was leaving me with a yearning I’d never experienced before.

I am craving every inch of this girl.

“Do it,” she persisted with sweet force and of course I obliged without protest.

Once again our eyes locked. It was as hard to stare into her eyes as it was to look away. It was like knowing the unknown. Like going nose to nose with a wildcat. Like finding yourself standing on a star looking back at the earth. Just a feeling of complete and total awe.

Oh my God, she’s moving closer to me.

Slowly, she took the very edges of her panties and started to lower them. It was all I could do not to rip them right off.

Restrain yourself, Ty!

I had never received such a showing and I was enjoying it immensely. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard. I looked down to confirm and saw a huge bulge in my boxer briefs. But there was nothing I could do, I was sitting on my hands for this girl and there was no way I was going to disobey her. I turned my attention back to her panties, just six or so inches away from my lips, my tongue.

Slowly, she lowered them even more but still somehow managed to reveal barely anything. I could almost taste her she was so close to me. In my mind I willed her to come near to me. But she didn’t give in…

Instead, she turned around slowly and twirled the sides of her panties around her index fingers, tugging at them and teasing me to the extreme.

With her back to me all I could see was her tank top hiked up high and her panties pulled down low, it was amazing. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at me.

“More?” she cooed.

“Dear God yes,” I begged, breathless.

Ever so slowly, she turned to face me, she lowered her panties to just above her knees and inched forward a little bit, and then just a little bit more.

I thought I was going to explode with passion. Now her breasts were less than three inches from my lips and there was nothing I could do about it.

“Now can I use my hands?” I pleaded.

She said nothing but shook her head and smiled softly. Her beautiful hair softly waving across her pink nipples.

You’re killing me, feisty girl.

I was thankful at least that she continued to inch towards me. Her pink nipples were so hard and her perfectly round breasts were so soft; they looked so tempting.

I needed to explore her body with everything I had. She inched closer and the scent of her arousal started to surround me, it was sweet and inviting and it unleashed something in me I had never experienced. It was so primal. So raw.

You unleash something in me no woman ever has…

Now with her breasts barely an inch from my tongue, she stared at me intensely as she raised her right index finger, the same finger that had been all over her wet panties just a minute before, and she put it in my mouth.

Mmmm, her taste, it’s indescribable.

I eagerly swirled my tongue around her finger, sucking and licking it ever so softly. Then she pulled it out of my mouth and lowered it to the increasing wetness in between her legs, still standing in front me, she moaned as she moved her finger back and forth.

As she explored in between her legs, I was finally close enough to edge over and bring my lips to her breasts. She moaned and I took that as my cue to keep going.

Oh my God she tastes like sweet vanilla and sex all wrapped up into one..

I watched her slip two fingers inside and I quickly took the opportunity to free my hands and grab one breast a bit hard while the other one was in my mouth, being lapped up with my licks and kisses. My free hand wrapped around her waist and pulled her close to me, she arched her back but followed my lead.

I need you so badly…

As her pleasure intensified she bucked her hips a little and let out a gasp but now I had her, she was mine and all I wanted to do was put her over the edge.

Bring that wet softness to me…

I need more of it…

I just want to please you…

I need more…

With her tank top pulled up over her breasts and her panties now at her ankles, she spread her legs as much as she was able to and I continued to lick and kiss and please her in any way that I could. I ran my hands all over her body—careful not to get in her way as she pleasured herself—and I watched her move and moan in pleasure.

I’m getting so hard I can barely take it…

Her eyes were closed and her head was back, her body arched as she breathed heavily, bucking her hips into my mouth. I whipped her panties off while she lifted her tank top up and over her head. I dropped down to my knees and I grabbed her from behind, pulling her wetness towards me. I felt my tongue softly lick in between her thighs as her hands held the back of my head. She was soft, smooth and wet and I lapped it up as she moaned.

I ran my tongue forward and back as her hips bucked against my mouth. I looked up to see her perfect breasts bouncing to the rhythm of my licking and I felt myself get so hard it ached.

“I think I might fall over,” she gasped with pleasure.

This only made me work harder to please her. I could feel her thighs quivering and I never wanted to stop. I plunged my fingers inside her as she moaned and rocked back and forth against my tongue and lips. Her breath quickened and I put my palm firmly on her backside, pulling her wetness onto to my lips and tongue, over and over again. I stole a quick moment to look up at her, standing over me, holding her breasts and biting her lip as her whole body shivered one last time with raw pleasure.

You are perfection in motion…

I immediately jumped to my feet and scooped her up in my arms, brought her to the bed and put her down gently. We took just a moment to pause and look into each other’s eyes.

Oh my God…

All at once…

My North Star…

Can it really be you?

For the first time in my life I felt lost and found at the same time. Without a word, I brushed the hair away from her face and kissed her softly. She wrapped her arms around me and in an instant, I knew I was home.

It is you…

You are my North Star…

For the first time in my life I had complete certainty that I was exactly where I was meant to be. As I held her in my arms I could feel a secret world building up around us, higher and higher—like kids in a fort made of sheets and pillows—no one but us was invited into our perfect place. Time had no meaning and for a brief moment, it was just me and my girl, lost and found together, all at once. I was so lost, in fact, that I barely heard the sirens, or the screams.