Chapter 14
Ghost stood outside of Josephine’s door, listening to the comforting words Adrienne gave her. His heart broke upon hearing his sister say that she wished her mom was there for her right now. He knew that it was nothing against him personally, as sometimes you just need a mother’s love to make everything a little better. Adrienne looked completely natural as she comforted his sister. He could see her being an amazing mother to his children and—
He shook the thought from his head. He couldn’t even think about anything in the future when he didn’t even know how she’d react to the news he had to tell her tonight.
“Everything okay?” she asked, suddenly standing in front of him. He looked over to see that Josephine was laying back down instead of preparing to eat the pizza he’d just warmed up for her.
“Yeah, I’m good,” he said with a nod. “I guess she’s too tired to eat right now.”
“Yeah, probably so,” she said. They stood in the hallway in awkward silence for a few moments until Adrienne cleared her throat. “If you're still up for giving me a massage, I'll totally take it. My neck is killing me.”
“Oil?” he asked.
She raised an eyebrow. “Um…does that really help or are you looking for a reason to have me take my shirt off?” she asked with a smirk. He chuckled and shook his head. He definitely wouldn't complain if she wanted to undress, but he didn't want her to think he was trying to take advantage of her since she was at his place.
“I just want to do whatever will make you comfortable. You don't necessarily have to take your shirt off if you don't want to. I'll be careful with the oil.”
She looked at him for a few moments before a slow smile formed on her lips. “I trust you. I'm sure you’ll behave if I take my shirt off,” she said. He coughed to disguise the chuckle threatening to slip out. Sure, he’d “behave.” She playfully punched his arm, a dull ache settling at his shoulder causing him to wince.
Her eyes widened. “Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry. I forgot about your shoulder. How is it?” she asked with apologetic eyes.
He shrugged and rolled his shoulder. “It’s still a little sore, but not that bad. It’s fine.”
“How about I give you a shoulder massage first?” she offered. He shook his head.
“It’s really fine—”
“It’ll at least make me feel better about what I just did,” she said with a small smile.
“I’m not too sure how a massage would feel on an injury, but we can try it,” he said. He led her into his bedroom and gestured for her to sit on the bed while he retrieved the massage oil from his dresser. Although it was a dream to have her in his bedroom, the pressing matter at hand still plagued his mind. With her aversion to military men in the beginning, he wasn’t too sure how she’d react to the news of him being shipped out in a couple of days. Now that the emotions from the kidnapping were over, time would tell if they truly ended up together and whether or not she was ready to actually let go of her fears. He knew hero syndrome existed, but he wasn’t sure if that was the phase they were in or if she was truly ready. The thought of rejection made him nervous, but it was better to get it over with before they became too involved than to have his heart broken in the process from waiting too late.
He passed her the oil and pulled off his shirt, noticing how her eyes traces every curve of muscle in his arms, chest, and abs. Lust and adoration clouded her gaze as she looked up at him before shyly looking away, her cheeks turning a shade of pink. He sat on the edge of the bed.
“Ready when you are,” he said. She kicked off her shoes without a word and climbed onto the bed to position herself behind him.
“Let me know if anything hurts and I’ll stop,” she said as she poured a little oil in her hand.
“Will do,” he said, nerves running rampant within him. Just get it over with. “So…about what I was trying to tell you earlier…”
“Oh yeah. What’s on your mind?” she asked, slowly working her hands over his shoulder. The touch of her warm hands on his skin sent a chill down his spine. “Is everything okay?”
“Um yeah, it’s just…” He sighed. “I’m being shipped out the day after tomorrow.”
His heart slightly dropped when he felt her hands go limp on his shoulders. The silence in the room was almost deafening aside from him hearing his own heartbeat. He wanted to turn around to try to read her face, but he was also afraid of what he would see when he looked at her.
“Oh,” she simply said, her voice low.
“I don’t know if this will change anything, but—”
“Why would it change anything?” she interrupted. He looked at her over his shoulder.
“I didn’t know if the reality of being with me would change your mind. It’s easy to get caught up in emotions after everything that happened in Paris, but I didn’t know if a deployment would snap us out of whatever we’re in.”
She continued massaging his shoulder in silence for a little while, making him feel uneasy. Perhaps he’d shot himself in the foot by what he just said, as she didn’t seem to originally think a deployment would change what they had.
He gently placed his hands on hers and removed them from his shoulders before standing to his feet to look down at her. “I told you before that I wouldn’t make promises I wasn’t sure I could keep, but I do know that I promise to do everything I can to come back home.” She gazed at him in silence, her face unreadable. “Please say something.”
“I’m still stuck on why you think your deployment will change anything,” she finally murmured. “Myles, I know what I’m getting myself into by deciding to be with you. All we can do is take it a day and deployment at a time. I’m sure you’ll do your best to be safe.”
“I will.”
“Good,” she said and smiled, moving closer to the edge of the bed and wrapping her arms around his neck. “I’m sure you could use another hug. You look as if you’re waiting to be sentenced.”
He chuckled and wrapped his arms around her, inhaling her coconut scent of her hair and he held her close. “It almost felt like that. I was worried this would scare you away.”
She pulled away slightly and smirked at him. “It would take a lot more to get rid of me. You wanted me, so you’re stuck with me.”
“I won’t complain,” he said and kissed her lips gently. She gazed up at him, lingering for a few moments before she pulled him down to kiss him once more. Her body pressed against his as their kiss deepened, displaying her need. Ghost’s hands cautiously moved down to cup her backside, eliciting a faint groan from her lips. She pulled away long enough to pull off her shirt, moving backwards to allow Ghost onto the bed.
He reluctantly broke away from her lips. “You should be careful,” he murmured.
“Careful?” Her brows furrowed in confusion as she panted with need. “Careful of what?”
“I don’t want you to do something you’re going to regret in the morning,” he said. She looked at him for a few moments and sighed.
“I…” She shook her head. “I won’t.”
She kissed him again, pulling him closer to her. His arms tightened around her as he deepened their kiss, satisfaction flowing through him when she sighed against his lips.
“Je te veux,” he whispered to her. She looked at him with wide eyes.
“You want me?” she reiterated. Her gaze was a mixture of lust and awe as she look up at him, a small smile settling on her tempting lips.
“Yes,” he said. Her expression softened a bit as she bit her lip.
“Et je veux que tu me baises,” she murmured, kissing his neck.
“Mmm…what does that even mean?”
Her hands moved to his belt, her fingers slowly undoing the leather while her gaze never left his. “How about I show you?”
Ghost definitely didn’t object, unsnapping her bra with a single pop and tossing it aside. He’d waited for this moment from the second he laid eyes on her. Her skin warmed under his touch, becoming flushed as she became aroused. He slowly got back off the bed, motioning her to move further up the bed. She slid up and met his gaze, her eyes filled with lust and desire.
“Ditch the pants,” he murmured. She unbuttoned her jeans and repositioned herself to sit on the bed, pulling them down her legs and tossing them aside. Ghost’s eyes trailed along her body, admiring the lacy black bra and panty set she wore.
“You’re awfully quiet,” she said with a slight smirk, resting back on her elbows. “Do you like what you see or something?”
“Of course. You’re so fucking sexy,” he replied, crawling back onto the bed. He hooked his fingers on the sides of her panties and slowly slid them down her legs. Kissing his way up her body, he settled between her legs as he devoured her mouth.
“It’s…been a while for me,” she whispered when they broke away from their kiss, her cheeks flushing with what seemed like embarrassment. He gave her a small smile.
“It’s okay. We’ll go as slow as you’d like. You’re always in control,” he said. She held his gaze for a few moments before kissing him once more, her hands moving down to undo the button of his jeans.
“You still have too many clothes on,” she whispered breathlessly. He looked down at his pants and chuckled.
“Indeed I do, but they’ll come off soon.” She gasped when he took her nipple into her mouth, arching her back to get closer to his mouth. His fingers moved down and found her clit, slowly stroking her as she trembled beneath him.
He released her nipple from his mouth. “You’re already so wet,” he whispered, moving over to her other nipple and slipping two fingers inside of her. Her walls clamped down on him as she released a throaty moan and began whispering things in French, bucking her hips against his hand.
“Oh mon Dieu,” she groaned. “Please…I need you inside me already.”
“Not yet, beautiful,” he whispered, kissing down her stomach and settling between her legs. She cried out the moment his tongue touched her, tightly gripping his shoulders as he lapped at her wetness. He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, his erection causing them to feel tight. Her taste hypnotized him, making him drunk with lust. It turned him on even more to see how her body responded to him.
“Myles…please,” she begged, squirming as he suckled her clit. His erection throbbed at her words. Though he was anxious to be inside her, he knew he had to make sure she was ready. He needed her to feel the promise of a future with him in his touches and kisses. Most of all, he wanted to take his time so that by the time it was all over, she’d officially be stamped as his.
He kissed her inner thighs and licked a trail from her stomach to her neck, planting a soft kiss at the base of it before moving up her earlobe. Her legs tightened around him, her nails lightly scratching his back as she sighed.
“One second,” he whispered, kissing her cheek gently and getting off the bed. She sat up on her elbows and looked at him, her brows furrowed and her sensual mouth pulled into a frown.
“Is something wrong?” she asked.
Ghost moved over to his dresser, praying that he still had a couple of condoms from the box he’d bought a couple of months ago. He didn’t want to ruin the moment simply because he didn’t have one. Since it’d been a while for her, he definitely knew she didn’t have any.
“No, everything’s fine,” he said, opening his top drawer. Please let there be one in here, he silently prayed to himself, releasing a breath of relief when he saw a few golden foil packages inside.
He pulled one out, dropped the rest of his clothes, and turned around, grinning when her eyes widened as she gasped. Her eyes trailed down his body, stopping when she reached his erection standing at attention.
Hesitation filled her face as she chewed the inside of her cheek. She seemed to be fighting with herself and having second thoughts as she continue to look at him. Ghost stayed in his spot. As much as he wanted this, he didn’t want her to be uncomfortable.
She cocked her head to the side and bit her lip. “Well, are you going to just stand there and having a staring contest with me or are you going to come over here and fuck me?” she asked, a seductive smirk settling on her lips.
He licked his lips. Hearing such dirty words from a mouth that seemed so innocent turned him on even more. “Fuck you, huh?”
She motioned for him to come to her with her finger, the hesitation from before being replace with burning desire.
She didn’t have to tell him twice.
He joined her on the bed, kissing her once more as he settled between her legs. Her warm, soft hands stroked his erection, a smile forming on her lips when he growled.
“Do you like that?” she murmured against his lips as she continued.
“I do,” he replied, moving back a little and roll the condom on. “But I think being inside of you would feel so much better.”
They both groaned in pleasure when he slowly entered her. She fit around his size like a tight, warm velvet glove, squeezing him each time he pumped into her. He lost himself in her warmth, pushing a little deeper with each stroke until he filled he completely. She whimpered as her body tensed a bit, her nails scratching his back.
“You okay?” he asked, kissing her neck. She nodded and bit her lip, grimacing a bit as he slowly pumped into her.
Her whimpers of discomfort soon turned into moans of pleasure as she relaxed. He took his time, allowing her moans to dictate how fast or slow he went. He sat up and looked down at her. Damn, she was gorgeous. With her hair sprawled out on his pillows, her skin flushed, and the most sacred parts of her body exposed, Ghost couldn’t think of another beautiful sight than the one in front of him right now. He leaned down and took her nipple into his mouth, never losing rhythm of his stroke. Her walls squeezed him as she moaned, indicating her arousal.
“Yes,” she whispered. She closed her eyes and absorbed the pleasure he put upon her body, tightening her legs around his waist. Releasing her nipple, he moved up to devour her mouth.
“You feel so good, baby,” he whispered upon her lips before drawing her bottom lip into her mouth, growling when her walls contracted again.
“Harder,” she moaned, kissing him again. He sat up, lifted her legs on his shoulders and pumped into her a little harder and faster. Watching her breasts bounce as he pounded into her made his cock swell even more, her nipples begging to be suckled some more. Every sigh, moan, and jerk of her body all indicated the height of her pleasure. “Oh…I’m almost there.”
Ghost slowed down to a stop as Adrienne looked at him in frustrated confusion. “On your knees,” he said. She flipped over and got on her knees in front of him, resting her head on the pillows. He circled her clit with his fingers, watching her shiver at his touch. Grabbing her hips, he slowly entered her, pumping into her a few times before grabbing a handful of her hair. He pulled back until he was almost out of her and thrust into her, causing her to shriek in surprise. Her muscles contracted around his swollen cock, causing him to growl as he performed the action again. He pulled her hair, putting an arch in her back as he quickly pumped into her, his eyes nearly rolling to the back of his head as she tightly squeezed him.
“Oh Myles,” she moaned, tightly gripping the sheets as he pounded into her.
“You like that, baby?” he murmured.
“Oh my God, yes,” she whimpered, pushing back against him. Her muscles contracted quicker around his cock, pushing her further and further near the edge.
“Are you going to come for me?” he whispered, pulling her hair a little harder.
“Oh my God, right there. Right there,” she panted, biting her lip. He thrust into her harder. Her moans turned into quick pants as she neared the edge. He tilted her head back and captured her mouth, creating the perfect arch that brought her to her orgasm. She tore away from his mouth and release a guttural moan as she came, her walls quickly contracting around his erection. “Fuck! Myles!”
“That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock,” he murmured and kissed her neck as he continued to pump into her, feeling his own climax on the horizon. Her body jerked and convulsed as she screamed out words in French. Ghost growled as he reached his release, tightly gripping her hips as her walls milked his cock of everything he had. She collapsed into the pillows as she tried to catch her breath. He kissed up her spine before placing a soft kiss on her cheek.
“That was amazing,” she gushed as he flopped down on the bed next to her.
“I agree,” he replied, taking her into his arms and pulling her close.
She snuggled into his side and suddenly gasped. “Oh my goodness.”
He glanced down at her, worry slowly replacing the orgasmic bliss he felt. Was she already regretting what they’d done? “What’s wrong?” he asked.
Her cheeks turned a slight shade of pink as she looked toward the open bedroom door. “I can’t believe we did that with the door open and Josephine’s still in the house,” she whispered. “And I was so loud! I can’t even—”
“Josephine is probably still sleeping,” Ghost said, kissing Adrienne on the forehead. “Trust me, if she heard us, you’d know. She would’ve banged a hole in the wall.” He stood and crossed the room, closing and locking the bedroom door.
Adrienne sat up on her elbow and propped her head up on her hand, a lazy grin on her lips as she watched him. “You know, your body is amazing,” she said and smiled.
“Oh yeah?” Ghost asked as he flexed. “I see all my extra time in the gym has been paying off.”
“Not to make you any more cocky than you already are,” she said playfully, her grin turning into a seductive smirk, “but why don’t you come back over here and let me worship your amazing body?”
“I definitely won’t object to that,” Ghost said with a chuckle and returned to bed, watching as she mounted him.
“How long are you going to be away?” she asked.
“Could be a few weeks,” he said slowly. The grin on her lips faltered slightly before she recovered and planted a soft kiss on his lips.
“Well, let’s make this a night to remember.”