Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 55

My lingering gaze wandered back up to her face, trying to memorize every single strong line and curve of her beautiful features. I’d said it before, but Chloe was a walking contradiction—a GI Jane with the wholesome, borderline-cute face of someone you might find running a bake sale for her kids. I’d never met someone quite like her. I could very quickly… very easily become obsessed with this woman, and as observant as she was, she had to know how much I liked her.

I just wish I had some kind of idea how she felt.

Without words or ceremony, I simply leaned in and placed my lips on hers.

Place was the only word to describe it. Our lips brushed with the friction of curtains softly caressing. Our noses grazed each other, light nuzzles.

She wasn’t reacting… simply letting it happen, which felt like a very Chloe thing to do. She wasn’t pulling away, which I took as permission to continue.

I gingerly slid my arm around her, unclasping her bra before helping her carefully work it down her arm and removing it entirely before returning my lips to hers once more. Those soft grazes began to turn into gentle kisses, and she began to match my fervor. Lips slid across lips. Tongues would playfully reach for each other.

A soft, throaty purr rolled from deep within her throat.

Some part of me thought I might lose the Chloe I had last night… that something dark would happen, causing her to revert to her old self.

I was so happy that the Chloe I’d unveiled last night was still here—my Chloe.

Cupping a cheek in one hand, I pulled away from the tender kiss and opened my eyes just in time to see her eyelids flutter, and for a moment, I saw weariness.

I ran my thumb across her cheek. “Maybe you should get some rest tonight.”

For the first time in my life, I saw Chloe’s brow knit in confusion. Her brown eyes studied mine as if looking for answers.

“I want this,” I said, racing to make sure she understood my intent. “I want you. I’m just worried about you going back out there while you’re injured.”

Chloe rewarded me with another one of those secret smiles. “I promised someone that they could be on top tonight.”

I snorted, unable to keep a grin off my face.

“How about I lie back and let you do all the work this time… maybe see if all that practice you’ve had pays off.”

“I didn’t hear any complaints last night.”

Chloe made a face, “Of course you didn’t. I did almost all the work. It’s your turn.”

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“Get up here and fuck me already!” Chloe growled, twining her fingers through my hair and tugging on it.

I grinned and kissed the inside of her thigh, enjoying the earthy taste of her slathered across my mouth. Then I gave her inner thigh one more long lick that ended with the tip of my tongue dipping into her quivering, soaking slit for one more potent taste of her fluids before obliging my warrior goddess by climbing up her body.

After eating her out to two successful orgasms and getting both loads of feminine arousal splashed all over my face, I had a new appreciation for the term ‘dripping wet.’ After all, Chloe’s liquids were gathering in droplets at the point of my chin and splashing on her taut belly as I crawled up it.

I lowered my head to lap up a few droplets, taking a moment to detour across her belly, tracing the length of that scar I found earlier before breaking away to go chasing after one of her breasts. My lips traveled up the slope of one of her soft tits and inhaled her perfect nipple. I lightly chewed on it as I crawled to my knees and between her legs so I could ready to invade my bodyguard with my very hard cock.

Despite Chloe’s injuries, she had little problem hauling me around. As she got more and more desperate for my dick, the more she communicated her insistence by bodily hauling me the rest of the way on top of her so that the tip of my cock rested on her pussy. All I would have to do was push, and I would be buried in that slippery, wet pussy in one go.

Chloe yanked on my hair again, pulling my mouth of her tit and dragging it up to hers. She was already breathing heavy as she pressed her mouth to mine, her breaths wafting over my face as she panted, “You’ve got to stop teasing me, boy.”

With that, she wrapped her legs around my waist just above my ass and pulled me into her. My cock slid into her all the way to the hilt in a single thrust, and I could feel the walls of her pussy constrict and release around my shaft despite how slippery and wet she was.

“Ahhh,” she softly exclaimed into my open mouth before cutting herself off with a kiss. Like the others, this one was full of warmth and simple need. There was no frenzied passion or superheated, all-consuming desire. It was an act of two people who had been through a lot in the last few days coming together to find comfort and warmth in each other.

It was about companionship.

It was about being with someone in a lonely world.

Our kiss deepened, going from a soft dance of lips to one of dueling tongues, playfully and languidly moving back and forth between each other’s mouths as if trying to decide which one they preferred to reside together.

One of my hands was planted beside her head, keeping me aloft on top of her. The other was firmly planted on her breast, kneading the firm globe like a stress ball and paying special attention to the nipple. Each squeeze ended with my grasping the small, sensitive nub between my palm and finger to twist it, sometimes hard enough to illicit a little his from my bodyguard.

Meanwhile, my hips thrust in and out of her, spearing her again and again with long thrusts that were meant to be all about the experience and not about the endgame. I pistoned in and out of her at a rate less like a jackhammer and more like a woodsmen’s saw.

It fucking worked. Chloe met my thrusts, her hips rolling at a laid-back gait as we both found a rhythm that we enjoyed. We were in no hurry… there was nowhere to be till tomorrow morning.

To be honest, I was enjoying Chloe so much more than usual that part of me was reluctant to go back. A small part (a tiny part, mind you) wanted to stay in this forest forever. And just keep enjoying Chloe. Of course, I knew that wasn’t possible. There were evil men still working for me, and I had a lot of people depending on me.

However, I had a feeling things wouldn’t stay like this after Chloe and I returned to the real world. Here, she could let her guard down a little more, strangely enough. Despite having a group of mercenaries trying to kill us, running out of food, and being dangerously low on toiletries, this was a proverbial paradise, and taking the risk of losing what I had with Chloe wasn’t worth it.

I was under no illusion that a traditional relationship was in our future. I was starting to wonder if I would ever have a conventional girlfriend or wife, but if Chloe were open to continuing whatever this was, I would be an incredibly happy man.

The problem was that once we returned to the real world, I wasn’t so sure she would be open to the idea. We hadn’t talked about it at all, but I knew her well enough to know this probably couldn’t last in our everyday, day-to-day life.

That was future Marcus’s problem, though. For now, I needed to concentrate on enjoying what I had.

Chloe tore her lips off mine, and I immediately sought her jawline and neck with my lips. I wrapped my arm around her waist, keeping her close and trying to do my best to avoid her wound as we fucked.

“Marcus… I’m gonna cum again if you keep this up.”

“Good,” I muttered, my lips brushing her ear. “That’s what I want. Scream for me.”

She wrapped one arm around my neck and held me close as her pleasure mounted and her climax approached. She gritted her teeth and threw back her head.

“Ughhhh!” she groaned before cutting it off by burying her face in my neck.

She shuddered in my arms, and her vocal pleasure and vibrating body put me over the edge. I had to warn her. “Chloe… I’m gonna cum soon.”

“Do it,” she gasped, still rolling through her climax. “I want to feel it.”

Well fuck… that sent me over the edge.

I also growled, trying to keep my voice somewhat low as I continued plowing in and out of Chloe, filling her in long, hot pulses until I couldn’t hold back anymore, positively drenching it in my seed.

Finally, I dropped my head on her shoulder, having enough wherewithal to make sure it was the good one, then closed my eyes as I slid off her body and drew her in close to me. Chloe wasn’t an active cuddler, but she seemed to enjoy having it done to her, and there was never a better place than the middle of nowhere on a cold night to cuddle.

Over the next few minutes, we both settled down, our breathing and rhythm evening out as our heartbeats regulated, and I found myself starting to doze as we both lay there in the single Sterno flame.

“I’m thinking of quitting when we get back to the States.”

Chloe’s voice cut through the beginnings of my sleep as if it were made of gauze, and suddenly, I was wide awake. I lifted my head to look down at my beautiful bodyguard. “What?”

“My position. I think I might have to vacate it after we return home.”

My heart sank in my chest as I stared at her in shock.

Well, hello, future Marcus. You have a problem.

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To Be Continued...