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I pictured Z on her knees, at my feet, staring up at me while I filled her mouth. When I pulled out she opened her mouth, pushing her tongue out. The look in her eyes was begging for me to come on her tongue. It wasn’t enough. Shoving her face down onto my cock, I stroked deep, enjoying the tight constricting of her throat. Every muscle in my body tensed and I grunted in surprise as I unloaded my cum on the shower floor. I hadn’t come that fast in years.

Watching dispassionately as the water washed my cum away, I stroked slowly over my dick. The pleasure had been fleeting and I was still hard, unsatisfied. I wanted the fantasy that’d played out in my head to happen.

God damn it.This was going to be a long mission. Especially if I had to put up with a never ending erection the entire time.

I made sure the shower floor was washed clean—with water anyway—and turned off the spray. What I’d just done was the main reason we all wore our sandals into the shower. There were a lot of men on this base and every one of us jerked off wherever we could catch a private moment. It meant you tried not to touch any surface with your bare skin if you could help it.

Dressing, I made my way back to my office. I was pleased to discover the Private had, in fact, cleaned up despite it not being his job to do so. I sat down at my desk and picked up the phone. There was a lot to do before we left and now that the edge of my arousal was at least dulled, if not completely sated, I could focus on what I needed to.

* * *

Keller’s browsshot up when I strode into the chow hall for dinner. I’d met with Derrick and we’d spent the rest of the day unfucking the shitstorm that was our inventory list. We had a shipment that would be heading to Iraq prior to us getting there and some asshole had messed up the timeline and location. The shit I’d ordered had been delivered to a recruitment office in Fort Bragg, California. There’s no Army base near there. How they managed to fuck that up was beyond me.

Derrick had made sure that it was enroute to our base as quickly as I brought it to his attention, but we’d scraped together whatever we had here as well, just in case it didn’t make it on time.

“Where’s Z?” Keller asked as I walked up.

“Don’t know. Just finished up at the warehouse. Didn’t get a chance to check on her,” I grunted out as I sat down next to him. I hadn’t gone to brave the line that never seemed to dwindle during chow time. I contemplated skipping dinner. My stomach gave a loud groan, objecting to that idea.

“Send one of them to check on her,” I muttered, motioning toward Torque and Rush.

“Yeah. Great idea,” Keller said, impatience and sarcasm heavy in his voice.

He was right. Those two couldn’t be trusted alone with her in the barracks at night. Who knew what they’d talk her into. “Well, I’m going to get my dinner. You do it.”

No one else dared to speak to Keller King this way, but I was family and he let me get away with most shit because he knew I was just as bullheaded and egotistical as he was. In our team, I spoke however I damn well pleased. In front of others? I kept myself in check and made sure to give him the respect his position demanded. He never forced the issue as long as I did.

“Fine,” he muttered and shoved to his feet.

I chuckled as I watched him walk out of the chow hall, people scattering to move out of his way in time. Wishing Z luck, I stepped into line to wait for my food. Usually I’d talk with the people standing around me while I waited. Tonight I couldn’t seem to get a pair of pert tits out of my mind. It didn’t matter that I’d only seen Zinnia’s body through the slacks and blazer she’d had on.

It’s going to look phenomenal once I strip her out of her clothes.

I shook my head as though to erase that thought like an etch-a-sketch. Shoving my hands in my pockets to keep from adjusting my growing erection and drawing attention to it, I mentally berated myself. She was off limits. It had to stay that way.

CHAPTER6

Zinnia

Agasp was pulled from my chest as a man shook me awake.

“Wake up, Princess.”

I groaned and rolled over, burying my face in the pillow. Keller King had just woken me up from a dream that starred not just him, but all four of the members of his team. My pussy was sopping wet and pulsing. My nipples scraped against fabric as I rolled onto my stomach forcing me to bite back a moan.

Never before had I come in my sleep, but I swear I’d been about to.I hope I wasn’t moaning when he came in.There would be no living through the embarrassment if I had.

“You slept through the afternoon,” he informed me. His voice was low, husky as he spoke. The lights were out in here and neither of us were sure if anyone else had gone to bed early, so he was keeping it down.

“It’s dinnertime.”

“Not hungry,” I said, voice muffled from the pillow. I wanted to go back to sleep. It might have been the exhaustion, or possibly the dream, calling me back, but either way my eyes were heavy and my mind foggy.

My mattress dipped as he sat on it. I had to clench my thighs together to keep my pussy under control. My inhibitions were at an all time low in my half asleep state. The worst thing I could do would be to jump my team leader and fuck him here in the barracks. It was what I wanted, but I refused to give in to my baser instincts.

His broad hand settled on the middle of my back and I squeezed my eyes shut. Why was he touching me?

Can he touch us more?my inner voice asked.

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