Thread: Bodyguard

Each stood before the other before their fingers started working at their clothes. Abbie was faster because her's were similar but held back for a moment after dropping her shorts and panties. With fingers that was trembling a little, she reached under her shirt to unclasp her bra and then with a deep breath pulled the shirt up and off of her head. Dropping her arms afterwards allowed the bra to slide off so she was naked before him. Each hand clasped the other and rested on her stomach as she nervously looked to one side. What if he didn't like her? Maybe she was too short or that her boobs were too big or.... A hand cupped her chin to turn her head towards Draven. He was as equally nude as she was. A light gasp came from her lips at the sight of him. This was no boy, this was a man. without realizing it, her fingers reached up to carefully touch him in places like his muscles, the gray speckled hair on his chest, and pock marks from bullets or shell fragments. Looking down Abbie saw his cock for the time and it looked massive. She had lost her hymen, while horseback riding of all things, so there wouldn't be pain but still.... How could her little...call it what it is...pussy take all of that? On its own a hand reached out to touch the length and shot back as if burned when it throbbed from the touch. I've never... I mean I'm... she stuttered and stopped before looking at him. I'm a virgin. Barely got to second base with a guy... Abbie shook her head for a moment before looking up again. Draven, will you make love to...me. Today, tonight, tomorrow... However long we have I want to be with you. I think I have always wanted it... Abbie leaned up and Draven leaned down for a kiss that seemed to ignite something that neither could admit to just yet but would.... For only the second time in his life, Draven felt about as coordinated as a drunk after a head transplant as he tried to remember how to get undressed. The first time hed felt this way had been over twenty years ago, the night hed lost his virginity. He didnt remember kicking off his shoes or removing his socks, hed almost ripped his shirt as he tried to pull it over his head, and then his fingers seemed to forget how to work a belt and buttons as he tried to undo his pants. But, eventually, he was standing naked in front of her, as she was in front of him. He took her in his arms, kissing her deeply, his hands caressing her gently, sliding up her back and then down to gently hold her firm, hose covered, ass. They stepped back from each other, her hands reaching out to brush against him. He didnt flinch as her fingertips brushed against the scars on his ribs and shoulder, the legacy of his career in the marines. Lightly her fingers brushed through his hair, stroking the grey streaks at the temples, before they trailed down to brush through the grey on his chest. He wasnt embarrassed as her eyes trailed a little lower, and he felt his cock twitch and throb as her fingertips lightly brushed along its length before she jerked her hand back as if burnt. Of course, in his mind, hed known she was a virgin, although to hear her admit it made him feel suddenly very nervous. He didnt want to hurt her, be too forceful, he wanted her to remember this time as a special and magical experience. He didnt say anything, instead he gently cupped her face in his hands and leant in to kiss her softly, letting the embrace linger as her arms slid around him and her fingers caressed his back. The kiss broke slowly, and as it did he scooped her up into his arms and carried her across to the bed, laying her down gently on the black silk sheets. He knelt on the bed above her, kissing her softly as his fingers caressed and explored her body. His dog tags brushed against her breasts before he shifted his weight slightly and he began to slowly kiss up and down her neck. Her back arched slightly, her nylon covered legs rubbing against him, as his kisses slowly trailed down her body to her breasts. Supporting his weight on one arm, he cupped and gently squeezed one of her breasts, his soft kisses finding the other before he took her hard nipple into his mouth and gave it a delicate nip with his teeth. I want you, he said, softly, before he returned his lips to hers in another long kiss, before he trailed more kisses back down to her breasts. He trailed more kisses down her body, across her tummy, as his fingers caressed and stroked her legs through the soft nylons she wore. He was glad shed kept them on, maybe shed sensed that he liked to see her in them. His fingers stroked slowly higher, as her legs parted and his hand slid up her inner thigh until he could feel the moist heat between her legs. He looked down, noticing for the first time that her pussy was smooth except for a tiny tuft of darkness. He shifted position slightly, unconsciously putting his hardness within her reach if she wanted, before his fingers began to caress and stroke her pussy through the nylons. He pulled the sticky material away from her pussy, before there was a soft ripping sound as he tore a hole in the fabric. He leant in, kissing all around her pussy, as soft moans escaped her, before he finally gave her pleasure bud a soft flick with his tongue. You like that, huh? He asked her, with a sly, teasing, grin, as her back arched. Her only response was to run her fingers through his hair and ever so gently ease him back down before his tongue began to gently work at her clit and pussy, teasing, licking and pleasuring her as her legs lifted and spread wider to give him better access. Abbie remembered how she just wanted to be held by him. A laugh echoed through her head at silly wish. She was being held by him and she held him as well. The feel of his rougher skin against her smooth was more intoxicating than the wine last night. All over his back her fingers touched and explored to try and map each muscle and scar. That Draven had been wounded like that made her want to somehow kiss it and make it all better. Then she was swept off her feet and carried to the bed. A giggle was heard that went with the smile that appeared on her face. For a moment they looked at each other with smiles on their faces before another kiss began. All of the tensions and fears were pushed away for the moment. Now they were in their own world and enjoying every bit of it. Draven was mapping her body with the touches like she had down with him. The differenced was that he was far more skilled and drew shivers with each stroke. A comparison filled her mind for a second where she compared Draven with the pig she had made out with. Oh he touched her as well but his were more like pawing and grabbing that actually let a bruise. Draven knew how to treat a woman he claimed as his. That brought a burst of pride to her mind. At least for now, Abbie was HIS woman. Then her mind was blown when Dravens thumb flicked a hard nipple as he squeezed her breast. Abbie had always know how sensitive a nipple could be when it was hard from having cloth rub against them. But a finger that was soon replaced with lips? A soft groan was the only thing she say at the moment. Guys had eyed her breasts so many times but none would have treated them with the care that Draven did. The worry that he wouldnt have liked them? That was dismissed! And I want you, she replied to his statement and kissed him again. Then she laid back as to stroke his back as Draven suckled and tormented one nipple and tne its twin. Kisses and nibbles came from his lips all over the mounds until the glistened in the light. Soft sighs and gasps were here reactions to it all. A small moan of dismay when he pulled his lips away and moved downwards. What was he going to do about the pantyhose she half wondered. These were the kind that went all the way up. Most of the others were just thigh high. The touch of his fingers in that most private of areas caused an involuntary cry with her eyes flying open as she looked down her body at him. No one else, except for her doctor, had ever touched her there. Draven glanced at her with a concerned look on his face. A smile and a nod told him that he hadnt hurt her and he adjusted his position a bit. It was just enough so that a curious hand could reach out to trace a finger along the length of his cock before taking hold of it in her hand. It was smooth but also so hard. Abbie stroked her hand up and down several times before rubbing the velvet smooth head with a finger. The gasp he admitted as he pulled away made her grin. Abbie was not afraid of that cock and planned to investigate it more closely later on. The hole in the hose allowed the cooler air to reach the moist heat of her pussy to cause a shiver. The coolness was replaced by the warmth of his tongue and mouth that did wondrous things to her! Abbie had never imaged that a person could feel the things she was feeling right now. They were incredible! Each lap of his tongue... The kiss and suckles by his lips... A finger in.... O....oh oh...oh...OH....OH!!! Abbies hands left his head so her elbows could brace themselves on the bed as she arched her body and gave a cry of pleasure as what had to be the most wonderful ograsm pulsed through her body! Her body shivered and trembled while arched with a gasp, she fell back to bed with her body still trembling. Her eyes were squeezed shut with her mind trying to recover itself from that lightning bolt. Dreven moved up to wrap his arms around his Abbie and hold her until she stopped shaking. When she opened her eyes, she smiled and kissed him softly for a moment. Thank you, was what she said before kissing him again. I wanted you like this but I didnt know if you wanted me. I dont want to let you go after finding you. You might be stuck with me... Abbie wasnt sure if he wanted to hear that but she wasnt going to hold back from him anymore. They had wasted too much time already. He smiled down at her, before he took her lips in another deep kiss, flicking his tongue against hers so she could taste herself, before they parted slowly and he held her close. I think I could live with that, he said, softly, after a few seconds. Of course, he knew, that almost certainly wouldnt be possible, but he still felt it. When this was over, when they went back to civilization and the real world, theyd almost certainly never see each other again. Her father was, in all probability, about to become the next president, and even if, by some remote chance, he failed then Draven still highly doubted that hed want his teenage daughter dating a cop old enough to be her father. But none of that mattered, all that mattered was the here and now. He kissed her again, this time as they parted he moved slightly so he could continue to caress and explore her body. He took her hand, guiding it down to his rock hard cock, sighing softly as her fingers curled around the shaft. He leant in, kissing her breasts gently as his fingers wandered slowly lower. He stroked and caressed her legs, before his hand moved higher, towards the heat between her legs once more. He began to tease her clit with his thumb, brushing it ever so lightly against her pleasure bud, taking her lips in a deep kiss as she sighed softly. Then she surprised him, pushing him away as she moved to kneel beside him and began to run her hands over his body. He sighed as her lips brushed against his chest, her hands gliding lightly over his chest as she began to explore him the way he had her. As her lips glided across his chest, brushing feather light kisses against his skin, he gave another soft sigh of pleasure and his fingers moved to stroke and caress her hair. Slowly, she worked her way lower, her hand moving to stroke his cock slowly as she kissed across his tummy. She came back up to kiss him, as they parted she had a wicked, sly, sexy, grin on her face as she pushed him down and then returned to kissing his chest. A soft moan of pleasure escaped him as her kisses trailed lower and he felt her hand back on his rock hard cock, stroking it a little firmer. It had been so long since hed been with anyone, that hed almost forgotten what it was like to be touched, held, and kissed by another person. His fingers returned to her hair, and then she surprised him. Her kisses had trailed lower, before he felt her warm breath against the head of his cock and he let out a low moan and sigh. The thought of waking up together and just being with each other was a beautiful dream. Perhaps not realistic but reality could be shoved aside for the moment. As they kissed again, Abbie found that she really enjoyed kissing and wondered why she hadn't partaken it before. Oh yes... because the available persons weren't Devon. When his lips took her nipples again, she smiled with eyes closed and pressed her breast against him. This time all Draven did was gently suckle like a baby would. Somehow it was more erotic to her then the biting and such. A quick image of her nursing a baby with a smiling onlooker who kisses her forward. That image gets dumped into a shredder because Abbie will not go there. Yet. Then he took her hand to place it on his hard cock with her instinctively wrapped her fingers around it. Or at least as much as she could. If it was possible, he was harder than the last time she touched him. Reach down, her gently cupped both balls to feel how heavy they seemed to be. Her eyes opened with a start at the touch of his finger on her clit. It was tempting to lay back and let Draven work his magic again but Abbie had other ideas in mind! A brief kiss to his lips and she was kissing her way down his next to his furry chest. Brushing her hair back, she laid kisses on his little nipples and heard a groan when she tried suckle them. The gray streak hair didn't both Abbie in the slightest, she like how the hairs tickled her nose. Draven might not have a 6-pack abs, and she didnt care that he didnt, but his tummy was firm enough to bounce a quarter off of she bet. What are you up to you sexy minx? he asked when she moved up for a moment to kiss him on the lips. Her only reply was a grin before returning to his stomach and then lower until a cheek brushed his cock. Andi had never thought she would be doing this to a guy. It had always seemed icky but now it was something she had to do. For a few moments she studied it at close range and inhaled its musky scent. Then, with fingers that lightly but then more firmly squeezed the shaft, Abbie closed her eyes and moved her head down to take the smooth head into her mouth..... Abbie hadnt given any thought as to what the taste would be like so the mix of salty and musky was a bit of a surprise. That and it being so hot! For several moments she held her head still with just the head of Dravens cock in her mouth. Her tongue swirling around it while the hand that had taken hold of the shaft stroked it slowly. The fingers of the other hand touched the inside of his thighs until they touched his heavy balls. Ever so carefully did those fingers cradle the egg like masses hidden in the soft flesh. Weighing them, giving a gentle squeeze heard a deep groan coming from him. A smile appeared around the shaft as she pushed forward to take as much of him as she could without gagging. There was still so much left that she couldnt take and was left up to her hand to carress. Slowly did Abbie then pull back while sucking then pushed forward again. Several times she did that until her head pulled off with a soft pop. Her eyes remained closed as her tongue began licking along the shaft until Abbies nose was buried in his pubic hair. Another smile when she thought she heard a moan. Then a kiss to a ball and then the other before licking back down to the tip. There was a drop there that tasted thick and salty. Abbie took the head in her mouth again and bobbed her head just a little faster on Dravens cock. Several times did she repeat this pattern except to replace the kiss on his testicles with taking each into her mouth to give a gentle suckle. Draven had his hands in her hair, caressing her head but didnt seem to be guiding her. It meant that she was doing it right she vaguely thought because he would have stopped her if he hadnt liked it. At the same time Abbies pussy was getting soaked all over again. Maybe it was how his cock throbbed or her fingers feeling his balls begin to tighten that Abbie moved her mouth to just off the tip with her tongue licking the underside. If Draven made any sound she didnt know because how his hands gripped her head covered both ears. It didnt matter though because Abbie felt the first blast of cum enter her mouth followed by several more that she greedily swallowed. Both hands worked his balls and shaft to extract as much of his seed that she could get. Finally, when Draven stopped dribbling out Abbie gave the cock tip a loving kiss before sitting back and looking up. There was a look of satisfaction and perhaps awe at what she had made him do. That she could give such pleasure to him like he had with her was a good thing she knew. Abbie moved back up the bed to lay next to him and Draven wrapped an arm around her to hold her close. Before you ask, internet video and very bad stories, she grinned and snuggled up to him as they rested for the moment. I had dreams about you. One had me tied to a bed, blindfolded, and you having your way with me. It was most enjoyable... There were others things to say but Abbie dared not mention them. Like about how they would continue to see each other after going back home. While she didnt care about the age difference, he parents would. Abbie was of legal age and capable of make her own choice but that was only a same part of things. For the moment, she just enjoyed being with Draven... When Abbie had taken him into her mouth, hed been more than a little surprised. But that had quickly passed, and he had focused instead on the pleasure she was giving him. When he felt his climax getting closer he tried to warn her, but she either hadnt heard or didnt care as she took everything he had in her mouth. As she lay next to him, he had turned to kiss her gently, the two of them holding each other as they both took a rest and a breather. Oh, really, he said, softly, giving her a teasing grin as she mentioned her dream. Hed never really been interested in that type of thing, but for Abbie, he knew, he could be persuaded to experiment a little. I dreamt about you, too, he added, after a few more seconds. You were dressed like a bunny girl, he finished, as he held her close and let his fingers slide down to stroke her nylon covered leg. He kissed her gently, stroking her hair and shoulder with his other hand as her fingers moved to play through the hair on his chest. They held and caressed each other, enjoying the moment and the closeness of each other, and every thirty seconds or so their lips would touch. Sometimes their kisses were soft and quick, almost chaste, other times they would linger, grow deeper and more passionate until they parted. Abbie brushed her hosed legs against him and he felt his cock stir and grow hard once more, ready for them to begin again when they were ready. He kissed her again, caressing her gently as they parted slowly. Are you ready for round two? He asked her, with a soft smile, as their kiss broke slowly. He smiled softly down at her as she nestled against him. There was a slight hesitation, a barely perceptible nervous smile on her face as she nodded. He leant in to kiss her again, before he pulled back and gently eased her down onto the bed. He knelt over her, kissing her softly and trailing kisses over her body as his hands caressed and stroked her legs before they slowly, gently, began to ease them apart. He lifted her legs, spreading them a little wider, as he knelt between her nylon covered thighs and gazed down at her. He knew the answer to the question, but he had to ask anyway. Are you ready? He asked her, before he turned to trail a few kisses against her leg. She gave a slight nod, her hands moving down to grip the bed sheets. Slowly he rubbed his cock against the moist heat between her thighs, before he held the head of his cock against her pussy. He gave her another, silent, questioning look, saw the desire and lust in her eyes and slowly pushed himself inside her. She gave a soft gasp as his cock stretched and filled her, he paused to give her time to adjust to the feelings and sensations, before he slowly slid his full length into her until his balls rested against her. He leant in to kiss her, before he began to slowly, gently thrust into her, being careful to keep his pace slow so he wouldnt hurt her. Belatedly he realized they had no protection, which meant he would have to be careful. A bunny girl? What was that... Then Abbie rolled her eyes and laughed. We'll see what we can do to make that a reality. They got quiet again as they enjoyed the touches and just the feel of the other's warm body against their own. Abbie half wondered what it would be like sleeping with Draven in the same bed as her. She found that she enjoyed the concept very much. Each time her hose covered leg rubbed against his recovering cock, it seemed like it got bit more harder. She wonder what it felt like to Draven when the smooth but also slightly rough texture of the nylon slid across him. It must have been good because his cock was at full staff already. Abbie knew the question Draven would ask before he asked it and the answer was simple nod the head. She was nervous but had wanted this to happen ever since their first kiss. If someone had the honor to claim her virginity she wanted it to be Draven. Looking down her body at him when he asked again, her eyes widened for a moment as Abbie took in the sight of him. Draven knelt between her spread legs and had a hand on each knee. Arising from between his thighs was a hard cock that looked so huge that she doubted he would be able to get it in her. That was silly of course but just the image of this man made her sure that this was the right person for her to make love to. Both of them gave small gasps when the head of his cock touched her hot wetness and then the tip pressed against her opening drawing a new gasp from her. Her fingers gathered a bunch of the sheets in each hand as Draven pushed himself into her untried passage until their thighs touched. Abbie found that it didn't hurt but created a fast disappearing ache. He loomed over her with a concerned look in his eyes before he kissed her lips. Draven had been pleasantly surprised at not finding a hymen as his cock eased into her. His earlier explorations of his pussy hadn't found anything but he wasn't sure until now. It made things all the more sweet to have avoided the pain. He closed his eyes for a moment to enjoy that feeling of a tight velvet sheath caressing his cock. I don't have a condom, he whispered in her ear and was interrupted by a kiss. Doesn't matter... I'm on protection, Abbie whispered back, eyes closing and a with a mask was ecstasy on her face. As her hips moved a little as an experiment, Draven began moving in her. Slowly and gently a first with short strokes but then pulling back until just the head as in her before pushing back in. All of it done slowly to give her time to adjust and to begin to move with him. He leaned back so he could place his hands on her hips to guide her. The orgasm Abbie had given him earlier took the edge off so Draven would be able to last a little longer he hoped. The sheer amount of sensations she was able to feel now was nearly mind blowing for Abbie. Each time their hips met it drew a small gasp from her. The little circles and then the squeeze her pussy made on his cock made Draven groan a little. He leaned down to suckle and nip on her hard nipples before suddenly rolling them on to his back. The change drove his cock just a bit deeper into her pussy and made her gasp in surprise. He asked her if she was okay and got a slow nod and smile in return. When she felt his hands take hold of her breasts she leaned over with hands resting on the bed above his shoulders. First one nipple and then the other with gentle squeezes of the breasts as if to milk her. After a bit of that, they turned back over to let Draven take charge of their mating with long, harder thrusts that Abbie kept up with. Her legs instinctively wrapped around his just above the knees to help pull him in deeper as he braced himself on his hands. Gone was the slowness to draw out the most pleasure. In its place was lustful rutting to feed the fire that burned inside of both of them. Abbie's body was a riot of sensations that she hadn't felt before with something building that made the previous orgasm look mild. Her body could feel Draven coming closer to his peak with the quicker, shorter thrusts until he tried to pull out. Abbie's legs tightened around him, her hands grabbed his ass, and her pussy clamped around his cock as she came with a cry of his name. Within moments, his cock was jerking inside of her as it spurt jet after jet of seed. Their bodies trembled as each tried to mash itself into the other. For Abbie, her mind seemed to go blank for several moments. When she recovered, she found that she was panting for air with a sheen of sweat on her body. Draven was laying, partially braced above her in the same condition. He was a little heavy but she did NOT want him to move at the moment. Their eyes asked the other the same question of what just happened??! Is...is making love always like that? she asked him with a grin when she trusted her voice. He smiled and leant in to kiss her softly, his shoulder was more than a little stiff from supporting his weight as he loomed over her, but even if shed release him he didnt want to move yet. Sometimes, when youre with the right person, he said, softly, in answer to her question. He leant in to kiss her again, then used his other hand to brush the hair away that stuck to her pretty, sweat-slick, face. Her eyes shone brightly as she gazed up at him, and there was a smile on her face. Slowly she began to relax against him, her legs, which had held him tight and close to her, moving to allow him to gently break free of her. His cock slid from her slick pussy, and he rolled onto his side, breathing a little heavily. The two of them lay on the bed for some time, cuddling, kissing softly, gazing into each others eyes and just enjoying the closeness of another warm body. He could feel Abbies heartbeat against his side, the warmth of her body and breath against him skin, as she lay next to him. Occasionally her nylon covered foot, or leg, would brush against his, and her turned his head to kiss her gently. There was so much he wanted to say, wanted to tell her, but he couldnt. He wanted to tell her he was falling, had fallen, in love with her, but he stopped himself. He had no idea when that had happened, but he knew it had. He also knew it was silly, foolish, he was far too old for her. So he lay back on the bed and simply enjoyed her closeness, the soft touch of her fingers as she brushed them against his chest. They fell asleep cuddled close together, her leg across his and her head on his chest as he held her. He awoke with a start, eyes flying open, and for several seconds he tried to remember where he was before everything came flooding back. Holding Abbie, kissing her, making love. He could feel her weight still pressed gently against him, her breath soft and warm on his chest. His fingers played through her hair and he kissed the top of her head softly as she stirred lightly against him in her sleep. He lifted his arm and checked his watch, it was a little after six in the evening, which meant theyd been asleep for maybe an hour, an hour and a half maximum. His left shoulder ached a little, partly from supporting his weight earlier, but mostly because whenever the weather was about to turn the pins and plate that held it together always ached. There was a slight chill in the room, too, which told him the temperature had dropped. He felt Abbie stir against him, before her eyes flickered open and a broad smile brightened her face as she gazed up at him. Hey, beautiful, he said, softly, as he kissed her forehead and nose. Which brought a slightly brighter smile, before she kissed him and then stretched against him. He smiled down at her, as she nestled back against him, one arm supporting her head as she gazed down at him, the other on his chest. How long they lay like that neither of them knew, time seemed to hold no meaning for them as they held each other. Eventually, though, he felt the call of nature and he reluctantly moved to sit up as Abbie pouted a little. That they would spend that night together he had no doubt, falling asleep holding her, waking up with her in his arms had just felt so right, so natural, like it was something they had done a million times before. Conscious of her eyes on his back, he went through to the bathroom, when he emerged a few minutes later, Abbie was sitting on the bed, pulling off the ripped nylons she wore. Moving to the bed, he kissed her gently, before he started to search for his clothes. Ill get some wood for the fire, its gonna be a cold one tonight, he said, as he began to dress. He turned to leave, then came back. Abbie, earlier, it was he paused, searching for the right word before he added, Perfect, he finished. He kissed her again, turned to leave, paused in the doorway. Abbie, I his voice froze, he wanted to tell her he loved her, but knew that would be foolish, silly. She looked over at him, and he was sure she could almost read his mind. Ill get the wood, he finished, instead of saying what he wanted, what he felt. He caught the faintest hint of disappointment on her face, before he turned and left. Outside it had started to snow, he lit a cigarette and headed for the woodshed. His mind was full of images of Abbie, the memory of her touch and kiss. During the aftermath and recovery from the unbelievable experience they had was just magical to Abbie. Every nerve cell in her body was still tingling and the touches from Draven kept them that way. It felt like they were someplace out of space and time where they could just be like this forever. Neither said anything but she thought there was plenty being said just by the looks each gave the other. How she was in love with him and suspected he was with her. The actual words were too scary for them to say out loud. Eventually, she rested her head on his chest just for a moment. The smooth rhythmic beat of his heart lulled her to sleep. With his arms around her, Abbie knew there wasnt anything to be afraid of... Dont drop him! No...no...not that....there you go, her voice said soothingly. Abbie felt a smile on her face as she sat on the porch watching the back of a man as he held a tiny little baby in his arms. Eventually he gave her the child as she was looking down to pull open the front of dress t expose a nipple. Like father, like son... You both like my boobs. Fingers tilted her chin up so Draven could kiss the mother of his child. .Dravens slight movement was just enough to wake her and end Abbie nice dream. The remembrance of it and seeing that making love to him wasnt a dream is what put the smile on her face. They would make beautiful babies she knew and she also knew that she was not ready to be a mom anytime soon. It was nice to dream about though. They spent plenty of time cuddle together and didnt need to say any words at all. If Abbie were to say anything it would have a questions about what took them so long to do this? Biological functions made the need to get up a necessity. She also wanted to remove the ruined stockings too as they were become a little uncomfortable from the various bodily fluids cast upon it. As she was tugging them off, Draven came back into the bedroom to get dressed. Dont make it too warm? I want to be able to cuddle with you under a blanket to stay warm. That got her a grin.. It takes two to make it perfect and it was beyond perfect, she said softly and kissed him again. When he stopped and started to say something Abbies heart nearly stopped because she knew what he was going to say....but then he didnt. For a moment, she just sat on the edge of the bed and tried to process things. Why had she expected him to say I love you? She knew in heart that he did just like he knew she did. It was like they were too scared of everything outside of the cabin to let their feelings show. Maybe what they had could never go further but Abbie decided that she was not going to bury her feelings away. She had done too much of that in her life! By the time Draven came back in, Abbie had cleaned up a little and was dressed in just panties and a t-shirt. With thigh high stockings of course. She fixing sandwiches and soup for dinner. Something they could eat while sitting on a sheet spread out on the floor in front of a fireplace. Every so often, she rested her head on his shoulder and he would them kiss it. When she was done eating, Abbie set the plate and bowl aside and looked into the fire. Draven? she said softly. Id like to say something and please, dont say anything until Im done. There once was a girl who pitied herself greatly because her life wasnt as normal as everyone else's. Her parents, who she loves dearly, had made choices in life that made her life... Well lets say it's in the spotlight more than most people's. The girl wasnt happy with it but she dealt with it as best she could and was a good girl. Except for the time when she went out with a pig...I mean...boy who was going to record him taking her virginity and have a paparazzi catch afterwards. She was lucky that her police detail for her and bounced the pigs head on the pavement a few times. That got the girl thinking that most boys werent great and a large portion were jerks. She took a sip of water before going on. Then one day a bad thing happened and someones bright idea was to have the girl run away with a man who would protect her. She first thought he was cute, in an intense sort of way, and found she liked how he kept looking at her legs. Not in a pervy sort of but that he...liked them. She also liked how they seemed to get along quite well even from the way different background they had. They had a connection for some reason. She enjoyed it and thought the guy did to. More things happened and emotions were exposed and she like how gentle and caring he could be. At the same time he was a warrior and a protector so she felt safe with him. When the girl got sloshed, she knew that somehow, someway those feelings she had had grown into something more and were fermenting into something greater. She then made an idiot of herself but the guy... The guy took care of her and didnt use her like how he could have and that, at the time, she wanted to be used. Even better, he wasnt furious with her or thought she was a slut. Far from it, because he then made love to her. It was so sweet and passionate, and... Girls are suppose to remember their first lover and she will never, ever forget him. Not just because of that but because it made her realize that she was in love with him. Not a crush, but love. The kind where you want to wake up next to them every morning and go to sleep next to them every evening. That kind. Abbie didnt feel them but there were tears rolling do her cheeks as she looked at Draven. I love you that way Draven. I dont know how or why but I love you like I never want to let you go. I know it's totally stupid considering the different worlds we are from and our ages. I also know we...cant be together. If I had a normal life I could say that Im eighteen and can do what I want and be with who I want. Its not normal though and to bring you into it would rip you to shreds. Your job, your life, everything. The amount of hurt that would be inflicted on you... I cant have that and wont. She touched his cheek and smiled sadly as he wrapped his arms around her. I love you too much Draven. Im sorry if I... He silenced her with a long kiss and just held her to him. He listened as she spoke, knowing that she was talking about herself. As she finished, as her voice started to break and falter he moved in to hold her close and give her a long, gentle, tender kiss. She had tears in her eyes and he leant to gently brush them away with soft, tender, brushes of his lips against her cheeks. Hey, no tears, he said, softly, as he held her and continued to brush the tears from her eyes with his fingers. He ran his fingers through her hair, stroked her cheek and let her nestle against him. His heart beat a little quicker as he held her, felt her heart beating against him. When the tears had stopped, he leant in and kissed her gently, before he put a finger to her lips before she could say anything. Now, if youre sitting comfortably, its my turn to tell you a story, he said, softly, as he leant against the couch and Abbie nestled in against him with her head on his shoulder and her legs tucked up under her. He reached for his bottle of beer, took a sip, then began. Once upon a time, there was a high school jock. He played short stop on the baseball team, and he was damn good at it too. So good, in fact, that he could have gone to any college he wanted to, but he knew that wasnt what he wanted. He began, taking another sip of his beer before continuing. As much as he loved sports, he knew that wasnt what he wanted to do with his life. He wanted to make a difference, to push and challenge himself and protect those who couldnt protect themselves. So, one day, when his parents were away on vacation, he went down to the Marine Corps recruitment office and signed up as a Marine Corps officer cadet. His parents werent best pleased, but in time they came around. So, off he went to Quantico, and it was hell. He came close to quitting more times than he could count, but he didnt, he pushed himself and in time he even came to find that he liked and enjoyed the challenges. He graduated second in his class, beaten out for the top spot by the son of a Marine general who was only there because it was expected. He paused again, running his fingers through her hair gently as she shifted lightly against him. For three years he trained and learnt to be a marine officer, he took courses, trained to be a sniper, he even met a woman and they got married. But she wasnt the one for him, something he would have known if he hadnt let his libido take control. She wasnt cut out to be a military wife, she couldnt deal with the pressure and separations. She wanted him to quit, he refused and she walked out. The divorce was messy. And then came 911 and The War on Terror. He was sent to Afghanistan and Iraq, he did things hell never talk about over there. He lost friends, comrades, men he commanded, and he felt every loss like it was a stab to his heart. He was wounded, he paused as he felt her fingers move to the scars on his chest and ribs, before he continued. They brought him home, put him back together and gave him medals, he even met the president when he received one, he added. They wanted to send him back, but he said no, his time was up and he didnt want to kill anymore. So they sent him away, back home to Willowburg where hed grown up. There was even a parade for him, and he visited his old school, but he felt out of place. And then he was offered the chance to be a protector again, a police officer, he took another sip of his beer and continued. After he became a police officer he felt more at peace, of course the job was hard and had its problems, but he felt like he was making a difference again. And then they came to him, took him to the office, gave him an assignment. Protect the girl, she was in danger, take her away and keep her safe. Easy enough, what he hadnt expected was that she would be so special, he paused, turning her face so she could look up into his eyes. He never expected to fall in love with her, his voice was soft as he spoke. I love you, my Abbie, I love you with all my heart and being, he spoke softly, gently, pausing for a brief second before he added. I dont know how long well have, but however long it is I want to hold you, kiss you, make love to you. I want to fall asleep with you in my arms, wake up holding you close, to spend every waking minute with you. I love you, my Abbie, he finished. He held her close as he finished before she stirred in his arms, he shifted position slightly and gazed down at her. He didnt have anything else to say, didnt know what else to say, but as he gazed down into her gentle eyes he knew he didnt have to say anything. As he began his story, Abbie nestled with her head on his chest as she listened to him. All the things he had done... All the different possibilities he could have followed... He defied his parents and went his own route and pushed through to win. That She wished she could be that strong. Then about his ex-... Could she be a good military wife? Maybe... Abbie knew she would worry constantly about his safety but you always do that for someone you love. It made her smile a little at the thought of it. She could also be there to help when the dreams and thoughts about the lost comrades would surface. She could give him the love to see it all through. 'Met with the president'? Her eyes blinked open. Draven is a Medal of Honor winner? Even Abbie knew what it meant to have the MoH. She felt his fingers and looked up at him with a bit of awe in her eyes which quickly turned to love, with hints of sadness, at his final words. And I love you my handsome man. I dont know how or why we fell in love like we have but I want to squeeze a lifetime into what time we have left. I do know this, Ill see you in another life, when we are both cats! He grinned, Nope, I wanna come back as a wolf. Running free with my pack, just you, me and our pups. They both laughed softly and cuddled together, just looking at the fire. Every so often, one might squeeze the others hand or they would kiss softly. Abbie started to chuckle softly before looking at Draven. When I woke up a little while ago I had a smile on my face. It was partly from knowing that you were still there and what we had done was real. The other reason was the dream I was having. You and me and you were holding our son. She liked the sudden surprised look on his face and kissed him before he could say anything. No Draven, I don't want to get pregnant. Not for a long while yet. If I did, I'd want it to be your's. Any child would have the best of us I know. Although I bet with a daughter you would do the and what are your intentions with my daughter? routine with a shotgun on your lap to a boyfriend. Draven just shook his head, I'd just toss a bullet at him and tell him they move faster after 10 o'clock. They both got a laugh out of those images and then kissed deeply. Why dont we do everything we need to do if we actually wanted a baby? he whispered in her ear. Abbies only response was to pull back enough so she could remove her t-shirt and panties. Draven quickly did the same so they were both naked, except for the thigh-high pantyhose she wore. Making love in front of a fire? I like.., she smiled as she pulled a couple of pillows from the couch on to the sheet they sat on. In the orange glow the pair laid together with bodies touching, hands lightly caressing, lips that were kissing. His head dipped to suckle on a nipple and then its twin. A finger drifted down to tease the hard little clit before giving gentle tug to the bit of fur there. At the same time, a different hand stroked the hand shaft that throbbed between them. Both sighed softly into the others mouth from what they were doing to each other. With a gentle shove, Abbie moved her lover on to his back and adjusted herself so that her breasts dangled over his face and a hose covered thigh rubbed his cock. When Draven took ahold of her breasts in his hands. He gently squeezed them as if to draw milk as he suckled. The sensation of it drew a gasp from her lips as she closed her eyes for a moment. Abbie didnt know such feeling could come from her boobs when touched like it. Each time she moved, her thigh rubbed and his cock responded to make him groan softly. .Adjusting herself again, she pushed until the head of Dravens cock pressed against her opening. He moved his hands to her hips to guide Abbie slowly down onto him until he was fully within her warmth. The lovers looked at each other with expressions of ecstasy on their faces. It felt like they were perfectly fitted for each other somehow. For several seconds they didnt move and enjoyed what they were feeling. Then she allowed herself to be guided up and down his cock in time with their breathing. The fire making them seemingly glow. Then Draven rolled them to their sides and pulled out. Before she could protest, he moved behind her and guided her up on her hands and knees. A stallion and his mare... Abbie whispered and spread her legs a little wider. Guiding his cock in again, they both moaned from the delicious new sensations this position caused. Slowly at first and then with a steady rhythm they moved together. Dravens hands rubbing all over her back and then reaching around to grasp the swaying breasts. Abbies mouth was open from silent cries as she experience a small orgasm and then another. One of his hands had moved to stroke her hard clit in time with their thrusts. Never in her wildest fantasies did she imagine making love could be like this. With me my love... Draven whispered in her ear as his thrusts became harder, faster. His hands on her hips pulling her back to force himself in deeper with her pushing back. The only sounds in the room were the crackling fire, the wet sounds of skin rubbing, and the moans from the lover. Then Draven threw his head back to loudly groan as he fired jets of cum into her. Abbie hung her head as her body shuddered from a powerful orgasm. He lowered himself to lay against her before rolling them to their sides, bodies still pressed against the other. Her legs came together to trap his cock inside of her warmth. Neither said anything as they let their heartbeats slow and they could gather their strength for the next round of lovemaking. As Abbie had said, they need to squeeze a lifetime of love into the time they had left. How much time passed, neither of them knew and they didnt care either. What finally stirred them out of their daze was the crackle and pop of the fire as it burned. Draven leant in to kiss her softly, before he moved a she released the pressure on him with her legs, so he could put the fireguard in place. He glanced at his watch, was surprised to find it was after eleven. Time to get you to bed, missy, he said, softly, as he leant in and kissed her before he scooped Abbie up into his arms and carried her through to the master bedroom. He lay her gently on the bed, leant in to kiss her softly, before he moved away before she could wrap her arms around him and drag him back down. I need to go make sure everything is locked up, grab a quick smoke. Ill be back in fifteen minutes, I promise, he said, as he saw the look on her face. She smiled back at him, reached out to brush her fingers along his chest before he could move completely out of the way. Returning to the lounge, he added a couple of logs to the fire and replaced the fireguard, before he gathered up his clothes and quickly threw on the shorts, sweatpants and sweatshirt hed removed earlier. He went outside, the air was chill and aside from the moon there was no stars in the night sky overhead. There was no wind, but the night sky was clear, the air cold and crisp, and a thin sheen of frost was on the ground. It was definitely going to be a long, cold, night. Finishing his smoke, he made sure all the doors and windows were locked before he returned to the lounge and added another log to the fire. He went through to the bedroom, Abbie was already beneath the covers although as he entered she pulled them back to reveal she wore nothing except the thigh high stockings. Perhaps it wont be so cold, after all, he said to himself, as he got undressed and then joined her in bed. The two of them cuddled close, Abbies hand began to slide lower before he caught it and stopped her, there would be plenty of time in the morning, for now he just wanted to curl up with the woman he loved and fall asleep with her in his arms. He turned and smiled at her, kissed the tip of her nose and then her lips. In the morning, I promise, he said, softly, as she pouted. The two of them settled onto the bed, snuggled and cuddled close together, her head on his chest and his arm around her. He felt her drift off to sleep, her breathing slowing, before he finally closed his eyes and let sleep claim him. Fallujah Incoming! Yelled a voice, a few precious seconds before the mortar rocket exploded. Giving the marines the time and chance to take cover. A shower of rubble and shrapnel whizzed through the air, bouncing off Kevlar helmets, but the marines were safe, having taken cover behind one of the remaining walls of the house theyd been investigating when all hell had broken loose. Watch the flanks, ordered Draven, as he clutched his M4 assault rifle. Dust and dirt was smeared over his face, over his uniform, and he readjusted the helmet the protected his head even as he heard the chatter of automatic weapons fire from the right. Phones, get me the battalion commander, he added, directing the order to a young marine who wore a radio backpack. Shit, they got us pinned here, said a female voice, as another marine crawled into the cover of the wall where Draven knelt. He turned and smiled to the newcomer, Jocelyn was his second in command theyd grown close. Too close. You aint just whistlin Dixie, he replied, as a burst of automatic gunfire sent chips of brick and stone flying in all directions. Get me some fucking suppressive fire, now, he ordered, as two marines with the squad automatic weapon, the M249, took up position and began to lay down fire. Sir, battalion on the line, announced the radio operator, as he handed the headset and mic to Draven. Sir, it was a trap, were pinned down. Request fire mission at, he paused to give their position. He listened to the reply, frowning. Aye sir, five minutes, he added, before the line went dead. He turned to his marines, pausing before he spoke. Five minutes, lady and gents, I strongly suggest we not be here when the colonel sends the bad guys a present, he finished. Whats the plan? Asked Jocelyn, as she hunkered down next to him. She offered him a soft smile, despite the dust and dirt on her face, he thought she looked beautiful. The plan is, we get the fuck outta here, then I buy you a beer and then you rock my world, he answered, ducking as more bullets sent chips of stone flying through the air. Youre on, captain, said Jocelyn, with a grin that matched his. First squad, fall back, second and third cover them, then second squad fall back, then third, the lieutenant and I will bring up the rear. Fifteen second intervals, move out, he ordered, before he took a firm grip on his rifle. He used the corner of the wall for cover, spraying the enemy position with controlled bursts from his M4 as he counted off the seconds. The magazine ran dry and he rolled back into cover, reloading before laying down more fire. He felt the tap on his shoulder which told him the last of his marines was moving out. He reloaded again, looked at Jocelyn. Ready? Ready, boy I was born ready, she answered. He was about to say something, didnt hear the whine of the incoming RPG round, wasnt aware of the danger until she was pushing him out of the way. The grenade exploded, showering them with lethal shrapnel and shards of rock. He felt the impact on his Kevlar vest as a sliver sliced through it, the agony of a rifle round punching through his left shoulder. Fuck, that hurt, he yelled, more to keep his mind off the pain than anything else. Another RPG slammed into the wall, showering them with debris. Lieutenant, we are leaving, he said, not realizing that Jocelyn had been hit until he turned around and saw her lying on the ground. He knew it was bad, there was so much blood. All over her uniform, bubbling from her lips, on her face, her breathing was coming in short, sharp gasps. His first instinct was to call for a medic, but there wasnt one so he didnt. Easy, Jocelyn, he said, softly, as he knelt beside her. Go, get out of here, she told him, through clenched, bloodied, teeth. Im not leaving you, he told her, ducking once more as another RPG obliterated a good portion of the wall they hid behind. Ignoring the pain in his shoulder, he turned and unleashed a full magazine at the hidden enemy, dropped his rifle and drew his sidearm. Im not leaving you behind, he repeated, as he lifted her up and onto his shoulder. He knelt in cover, waited until his squad opened fire on the enemy and then ran for safety. He reached his marines, laying Jocelyn on the sand even as the artillery barrage slammed down to obliterate the enemy position. Medic! He yelled, even as a young marine, wearing a Red Cross armband made his way through the ranks of marines who knelt around the two officers. Jocelyn suddenly grabbed his arm, her fingers digging into the muscle, as she opened her eyes, her other hand reached up to touch his face. Draven she began, before her grip began to slacken. The light began to fade in her eyes, and Draven leant in, despite the blood on her face and lips and kissed her cheek softly. Her body suddenly went stiff, and then limp, in his arms and she was gone. He looked down at her again, blinking as he realized it was no longer Jocelyn who lay, limply in his arms. It was Abbie, her hair matted bloodily to her forehead, her soft eyes gazing up at him lifeless and accusing. Present No! He screamed the single word as he sat up in bed, his body shaking and slick with sweat. He hadnt had that nightmare in some time, relieving the firefight in Fallujah. He sat up in bed, trying to catch his breath, his hand moving almost instinctively to touch the scar on his shoulder. Tears came to his eyes, he wasnt aware of Abbie as she sat up and held him. Tears rolled down his face and his body jerked with the sobs. Mmmmm.... she sighed with a smile as she stretched out her body. From the way his cock reacted, Abbie knew he liked the view. All she wanted to do was make love to Draven again and again. You can take me to bed and have your way with me again my love. I wont fight you, much! she said with a laugh as he carried her. Dravens only reply was to kiss her deeply and squeeze his arms around her. It was almost scary how much she loved being held by him. When she was, she felt so safe and protected. Abbie didnt want to think what it would be like when that couldnt happen. Abbie found herself licking her lips as she watched Dravens ass as he walked away. That made her shake her head at doing it. While he was outside, she took the opportunity to use the bathroom and clean up a little. A small gasp occurred when Abbie wiped a damp washcloth between her legs and that was followed by a smile. A look at her body in the mirror with a step or two so she could see it all. Nothing looked different from the way it looked this morning so why did Abbie feel so different? Not the old Now Im a woman because I sex thing. Just that she looked different. Maybe it was that someone loved her deeply no matter how she looked. That she was special to someone and wanted and desired. She smiled at herself before going back to bed. His fetish with pantyhose amused her but if he liked it, she was more than willing to do it for him. Dravens body was cold after being outside so Abbie did her best to try and warm him up. She was doing a good job by the way his cock felt. A handed snaked down to help it a little bit more when he caught it with his own. You had better! she said with a pout and then a laugh. Abbie resolved to wake up before him so she could wake Draven up in a special way with a kiss. The thought put a smile on her face as she drifted off to sleep being held by her lover. Later... Their bodies had adjusted so that they were laying on their sides,facing each other and touching. Abbie was in a deep sleep dreaming of being somewhere and dancing with Draven. That was odd considering she didnt know how to dance very well and the long dress wasnt making things all that much easier. Wait.... Dress? Before she could thinkdream about that any further Dravens shout and his body sitting up woke her. At first she thought someone had broken in and they were being attacked. Her hair whipped around as she turned her head to see where the attack was coming from. The room was dimly lit from the glow of the fire in the other room but her eyes quickly adjusted to it. There wasnt anything but them in the room. All of this took only seconds. Draven? Whats wrong?! Abbie took hold of his shoulder and pressed her body against his. He was crying...no...sobbing and that scared her. He was the strong one so what could have happened.... A dream? A nightmare? It's okay sweetie. It was just a dream. Just a dream.... He turned to take hug her but this time Abbie was the one hold one. Its okay my love... Its okay. Shhhh.... Its okay.... she whispered, kissing the top of Dravens head while stroking his back. Slowly, he began to recover but stayed in Abbies arms as she gently stroked his back. She didnt know what to do but instinctively held her love like how she had been held as a child after a nightmare. When he had recovered enough to lift his head to look at her, she kissed his forehead before going into the bathroom to get a damp rag. Carefully, she wiped his eyes before laying back down on the bed with him. Her hand stroked his cheek as she looked into her loves eyes. Something bad had happened in that dream. Abbie had a guess but wasnt going to ask yet. Are you okay? she asked softly. IIm fine, he answered her, after a few seconds, although he knew that wasnt strictly true. Hed had that nightmare countless times before, although not for some time now, but never had it triggered that kind of reaction. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, almost as if to reassure himself that she really was there and safe in his arms. It was just a nightmare, he added, after a few more seconds. The cool, damp, washcloth felt soothing against his face. Tell me? She asked, after a few seconds, her arms still wrapped around him and her head resting lightly against his back. He hesitated for a handful of seconds, not sure how much to tell her. Hed never told anyone about the dream, the nightmare. II was back in Fallujah. My unit had been on patrol, searching for insurgents and searching houses, when we were ambushed, he said, finally, moving his hand to stroke her shoulder gently. We got hit pretty hard, they were throwing everything except the kitchen sink at us, he continued, after taking a deep breath. I called in artillery support, we had five minutes to butt out before the big stuff obliterated everything. Mymy second in command and I held our position, to give our marines time to bug out. Sheher name was Jocelyn, Jocelyn Chappell, she saved my life. But, when it came down to it, I couldnt do the same for her, he paused, voice faltering, before he continued. Abbie listened, not saying anything as she let him talk. She pushed me out of the way of an RPG, the shrapnel ripped through my Kevlar, I took a round to the shoulder, but she took the worst of it. We were close, he added, noting the look on her face before he added. No, nothing like that, maybe we could have been but we were both marines and we knew the rules. She was hit bad, really bad, but our marines were safe. I carried her out, sheshe died in my arms, he finished, after a few more seconds. He didnt add that in his nightmare it had been Abbie, not Jocelyn hed held as she died. She was special, twice the marine I was. She had to be. She was the only female officer in Force Recon at the time, she had to work twice as hard as anyone else and she still didnt get the recognition she deserved, he added, after a few more seconds. He turned in her arms, holding her gently as he lifted her head and gazed down into her eyes. He didnt know what hed do if he lost Abbie. Of course, he knew that sooner, or later, their time together would come to an end, that they would have to go back to the real world. He was prepared for that, or at least he thought he was. Sheshe died in my arms, there was nothing I could do, he added, after another short pause. The corpsman, marines dont have medics, he wanted to tend to me, I told him to help her, he wouldnt, he continued as the memories came back. He lay back on the bed, feeling comfort from the closeness of Abbie as she lay next to him, the warmth of her body as she nestled against him,. The gentle touch of her fingers as she stoked his hair, his face, her soft, soothing, voice as she whispered in his ear. It was a long time before he fell asleep again, but when he did his dreams were much happier, full of Abbie and the life they would have together. Abbie closed her eyes for a moment as she listened. She couldn't even begin to imagine everything that Draven had gone through. Not sure the battle but also being wounded and then losing someone he cared about right in front of him. He didn't say so but she got the impression there were feeling between the two of them even if they hadn't been acted upon. If possible, it would have made things all the more hurtful. She sounds like she was an incredible woman and is probably knocking back beers in Valhalla, she said softly and got a bit of a smile from Draven. I'd also think that she would want you to be at peace as well so you can go on living. She gave him a soft kiss on the cheek and pulled the covers up over them. There wasn't much she could think of saying so mostly just held Draven to her as he passed into sleep. They would have to lose each other soon and Abbie wasn't sure how she was going to go about trying to recover from it. In such a short period of time she had gotten used to the feel his warm body next to her and the knowledge that he was not far away. To go back to the way things were in her life would be difficult Abbie knew. Even worse was the fact that she wouldn't be able to talk about it to anyone to try and get support. She couldn't because the real fear that it would somehow hurt Draven. Even the smallest slip could start a chain reaction to disaster. Just because they would lose each other didn't mean that they couldn't make the most of things now. That thought comforted Abbie as she fell asleep as well... Later... When her eyes fluttered open, she saw that it was morning from the brightness in the bedroom. Her ears told Abbie that Draven was snoring softly next to her. For a few moments she was content to lay next to his sleeping body and lightly stroke his chest hair. A gleam came to her eye and the hand began drifting lower until it found Draven's cock. It was softened but still impressive. He snorted once but stayed asleep as she lightly stroked it into hardness. Grinning, Abbie glanced once more to make sure he was still asleep before sliding under the covers until she was in the proper position. It was too dim to make him out well but she could easily smell his musky man-scent. Holding him lightly in her hand, Abbie's lips closed around the smooth head and then more. It didn't long for sensations to wake Draven up with a moan. His head went from side to side looking for his lover before groaning as he saw were the covers were raised him. A...Abbie?! he said, throwing back the cover to reveal her lovely form kneeling beside him. His hips buck for a moment and Draven closed his eyes to regain control. She laughed as he dragged her off of his cock and then helped him guide her pussy on to him. I want all of you, he moaned as that wonderful velvet sheath enclosed him again. Both knew that this wasn't going to be a long, slow session but a quick and lusty one. They both needed the other too much. Draven sat up so that Abbie was sitting on his lap with her hose covered legs encircling him. His hands enclosed her soft breasts as they kissed deeply with Abbie moving along his cock. Her 'stimulation' of him had brought him close to his peak already so he needed her to reach it as well. His hands moved down to her trim waist to rest on her hips with the thumbs stroking her clit. Abbie's eyes flew open at the touch of it and it made her move even faster. When he heard the cry forming in her throat, he pulled her down on and released his own self-control. Afterwards, Abbie lay on top of Draven's body with his hands on her ass to steady her. She had clamped her legs together to try and trap his cock inside of her pussy. The pair were kissing softly as they recovered from their mutual orgasms. So you do like how I wait you up in the morning? she laughed and brushed her hair back before snuggling against him. They were going to have to take a shower, together mostly likely, and wash up, among other things, before stripping the bed. Some fresh sheets would be good considering Abbie really didn't want to do much more that lay there and have lusty sex with her man. Oh and before you forget Draven, I love you and I always will, she said softly. You will be the one, perfect in my life and will bring me joy when I think about it. The Future There was a deep, resonating, boom of thunder, as a flash of lightening split the night sky. The thunder sounded like artillery fire, reminding him of his nightmares, but he knew this was real and not just a dream. Rain hammered down, hard and heavy, drumming on the porch roof above his head as he sat in the swing on the porch. He watched the raindrops as they splattered against the sidewalk and road, puddles forming, turning into rivulets as the water ran down the road. He watched the night sky as more lightening ripped streaks of light across the heavens above, watched the dark storms clouds as they grew and spread across the horizon. Behind him he heard the door to the house open, then the screen door, and he turned with a smile towards the lithe figure that stepped outside to join him on the porch. There you are, said a female voice, as the owner stepped over to join him on the swing. He turned towards her, smiled as he saw Abbie and leant in to kiss her as she nestled against him. Its a storm, where else would you expect to find me, he answered her, with a soft smile as she nestled snuggly against him. He ran his fingers through her hair, touched her cheek and her leg. I have something to tell you, she said, her voice equally soft, a smile on her face as she felt the light caress of his fingers. She paused, sighing as his fingertip traced the curve of her thigh, before she continued. I took a test this morning, it was positive, she added. You mean youreweregonna he couldnt finish the sentence and she smiled as she took his hand and placed it gently on her tummy. Were gonna have a baby, she said, softly, before he took her in his arms and kissed her deeply. I love you, he said, softly, gazing into her eyes as they parted. Later Come on Abbie, push, said Draven, as he stood beside the hospital bed. Abbie lay on the bed, her face red and dripping with sweat, her hair matted to her forehead and face contorted with pain. He had to fight to stop himself crying out in startled pain as her hand closed around his and squeezed hard. Push, Abbie, push, he added, even as she squeezed harder. I am pushing, what do you think Im doing? she snapped, her head turning towards him before she added. And if you ever come near me again, Ill cut you off at the family jewels, she finished, before she began to breathe and pant in the rhythm the doctors had taught her. I can see the head, announced an excited sounding female voice, from between Abbies legs, as the midwife looked up above the sheet that was covering her. Just one more push, she added. AAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH, screamed Abbie, gripping his hand and pushing for all she was worth. She paused, relaxing for a few seconds, before she bore down and pushed again. Her reward this time, was the sound of crying. Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Darius, you have a beautiful baby girl, announced the midwife, as she took care of what she needed to, before she brought a tiny bundle of arms and legs across to her proud, new, parents. She handed the blanket wrapped bundle to Draven, helped him to hold her correctly, as Abbie reached up to lightly touch their daughter. I love you, my beautiful Abbie, said Draven, softly, as he slipped their daughter into her arms and then used one hand to gently brush the hair away from her face. She looked like hell, he was sure, but right then she had never looked more beautiful to him. And I love you, she answered, reaching up to touch his face. Present The sensation of warm breath on his cock woke Draven slowly, followed by the feel of warmth as his cock was engulfed by soft, gentle, tender lips. For several minutes he lay there, enjoying the pleasure and sensation, before he pushed back the covers to find Abbie working her special magic. He sighed and moaned softly as she woke him up in the most perfect way, before he finally dragged her off his cock and up into a hard, deep kiss. With his hands on her ass hed guided her onto his cock, moaned softly as she impaled herself and slid slowly down his shaft until he was all the way inside her. He held her ass as they both came almost at the same time, the two of them lying together for some time before she had finally slid off his cock and nestled beside him. Abbie, theres not a straight man alive who wouldnt enjoy that, he said, softly, in answer to her question. He couldnt think of a more enjoyable way to wake up in the morning. But, you need to be careful. I could get very used to waking up that way every morning, he added, giving her a sly wink before he took her lips in a deep kiss. As they parted, he grinned down at her and continued. I wont forget, he said, giving her another kiss before he added. And, just in case you forget, I love you. Always and forever, he kissed her again before he pushed back the covers. Getting out of bed, he headed for the shower, he really wasnt surprised when Abbie joined him a couple of minutes later. After their shower and a quick breakfast, Draven had told her he needed to head out for a little while. He didnt tell her where he was going, but they both knew she would be safe at the cabin. She had the Beretta, just in case, but there was no way the bad guys could find them. He drove to the Wal-Mart theyd visited a few days earlier, heading for the jewelry department. It took him almost a quarter hour, but he finally found what he was looking for. A gold chain, and a Marine Corps ring. Leaving the store, he returned to his car and then made the short drive back to their cabin. Abbie was doing laundry when he arrived, and he went through to his room. He took off his dog tags, slipped one off the original chain and then onto the chain hed brought for her, along with the ring. He tucked that chain back into its box, before he went back into the lounge. Abbie, he called, smiling as she came into the lounge to join him. I brought you something, he added, as he handed her the box. He took the chain and dog tag out of the box, gently placed it around her neck and fastened the clasp. This way, even when were apart, Ill always be with you, he said, softly. His dog tags were as much a part of him as his limbs or organs, and as long as Abbie had them he would always be with her. I love you, I know well have to part soon, but I want you to know what I love you and I will always be with you, he said, softly, as he kissed her gently. As Draven walked towards the bathroom, Abbie sighed as she watched his ass move. Before the door could close, she was pushing it open so to join in the shower. They both got clean, eventually but first she was given an example of having sex while standing up. She wanted to do it again, just to make sure she had gotten it right, but Draven had declined. That had gotten him one of Abbie's infamous pouts but it had gotten them both dressed for the moment. Outside, there was a very thin layer of snow, the kind that would vaporize the instant the sunlight fell upon it. The temperature would be going up while in the sun but you could just feel that the night would bring the cold again. That said, winter was fighting a losing action against the onset of spring weather. Both dressed in jeans with Abbie making sure she had a bra so she wouldn't be slapped in the face by a boob. Their breakfast went fast and as they were putting the dishes in the sink Draven told Abbie about his going into town. Of course she wanted to go with, even just to stay in the car, but he refused to let her. That got a raised eyebrow but she said nothing. When Draven gave her the loaded Beretta and two spare magazine Abbie's jaw nearly dropped open. She was told that The safety will remain on and no round in the chamber unless I tell you differently andor circumstances dictate it. They both knew what 'circumstances' he was talking about. She nodded in agreement and stuck the gun in the waistband of her pants at the small of her back. After she waved goodbye and watched the car disappear Abbie stood on the porch for several second listening to.....nothing. No birds, no breeze, no noise at all. The silence was almost oppressive and frightening to the point where she nearly reached for the gun but didn't. You can do this.... Nothing to be scared of... she whispered and went back inside. To take her mind off of things, Abbie stripped the bed and remade it with fresh sheets. The dirty ones got tossed in the washer. Keeping herself busy helped to keep the worries somewhat away. One thing she did was walk through the cabin to note any hiding spots or defensive feature. Not that she really knew what to look for considering her experience consisted of movies and books. It passed the time until Draven came back. He was still being mysterious about why he had to go into town. She hadn't seen any bags or anything to show that he had gotten anything. Abbie was finishing making the master bed when Draven asked her to join him. At first, she stared the box curiously but after he opened it and explained its significance she had to brush a few tears from her eyes. I....don't know what to say. Other than 'thank you' and 'I love you' because I truly do! The pair then kissed deeply and held the other close to them. People might see the tag and ask about it but Abbie knew she wouldnt say a word. Perhaps just smile. I wish there was something I could give you too but I dont.... Without saying another word, she went into the kitchen for a moment and when she came back out, Abbie presented Draven with a small plastic baggie that had a lock of her brown hair in it. You may do with it as you wish my love. I would recommend using it in a cloning project. I doubt the world can survive two of me. Although you being double teamed by the two of us could be interesting! She laughed at the shocked expression on his face and was going to say something but was interrupted by the sound of a cell phone ringing. Oh no.... Not yet she thought. When she came back, with the plastic baggie, it took him a few seconds to realize there was a small lock of her hair inside. He took it, his fingers lingering lightly against hers as he did. He had a gold locket that had belonged to his grandmother, he never wore it but he could turn it into a bracelet he could wear without raising eyebrows and it would be the perfect place to hide her gift so it was always with him. I love you, he said, softly, as he took her back into his arms. And youre right, I dont think the world is ready for two Abbies he added, with a grin, as they parted. He gazed down at her, his forehead resting lightly against hers as he gazed into her eyes. And even if it is, I know Im not, he added, with a grin, at her suggestion. He could see she was about to say something, before the ringing of the phone in his pocket stopped her. Darius, he said, as he answered the phone. Detective, said a familiar voice, on the other end of the line, that of the Chief of Detectives. How are things? He added, after a short pause. I trust the girl is still safe, he finished. Were good, sir, still safe and sound, shes driving me crazy but what else would you expect from a teenage girl, he answered, as he took a couple of steps away from Abbie. How are things on your end, sir? Any progress? Any ideas who might be after Miss Michaels, or why? He added, after several seconds, he had to be careful not to use her first name. He tried not to cross his fingers, to hope that there had been little progress. He wasnt ready for his time with Abbie to end, although he knew it would have to eventually. No real progress, as of now, Im afraid youre going to be holed up there at least a little while longer, answered the chief. Were working on a few strong leads, but so far we havent found anything that points directly to one man or organization, he added. I see, sir, said Draven, trying to sound as if hed just been given the worst news in the universe even though it was exactly what he wanted to hear. There was one more thing, though, sir, Miss Michaels was wondering if it would be possible for her to speak with her parents, or at least to get a message to them to let them know shes okay? Im sure you can understand, sir, shes scared and misses them, he finished, as Abbie came over to take his hand. I think that would be possible, said the chief, after a short pause. Ill call you the day after tomorrow, unless we have any more news before then, Miss Michaels parents are due back in Willowburg tomorrow, I think we can arrange something, he added. Thank you, sir, Ill talk to you then, said Draven, before the line went dead. He turned to Abbie, could see the look on her face. Nothing new, just following leads, which means were safe here for another couple of days, at least, he said, in answer to one of the unspoken questions he could see in her eyes. And the chief says hell arrange for you to speak with your parents the next time he calls, in a couple of days, he added, as he settled onto the couch and Abbie nestled against him. Thank you, she said, softly, as she settled against him. Willowburg The man sat behind the huge desk and picked up a cellphone, another of the so-called burner phones. Supposedly untraceable. Of course he knew that, usually, that was a myth but this one was different. Nothing, no one, could trace this phone, and if they ever managed it theyd find an elderly lady whod died five years ago. Its about time, snapped the voice on the other end of the line. Unless you want your ass hung out to dry, I strongly suggest you remember who youre talking to, he said, after a short pause. The girl is in Maine, these are the GPS coordinates, he added, before he rattled off a string of numbers. Remember, I want the girl alive, shes no use to me dead, he added. What about the one with her? Asked the voice. If he gets in the way, which he will, kill him, was the simple answer, before the line went dead.