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I feel her shudder at my words, and she arches into me, begging for more of my touch. I've never been one to surrender control, but with Sasha, it feels different. Right. Like she's the missing piece I didn't know I was searching for.
Our lips crash together in a kiss that's as desperate as it is passionate. My tongue tangles with hers, her taste intoxicating, and I find myself losing track of where I end and she begins. My hands roam her body, my touch both reverent and possessive, and she moans into my mouth.
Her fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me closer as our bodies grind together. I can feel the hard length of myself pressed against her stomach, and a throb of anticipation pulses through me. I want her, need her in a way that's both terrifying and exhilarating.
We stumble toward the bed, our lips never parting, and tumble onto the mattress in a tangle of limbs. My body covers hers as I deepen our kiss, and I relish her softness beneath me. My hand slides up her shirt, my fingers brushing against the lace of her bra, and she gasps at the electric touch.
As our hands fumble with each other's clothes, I can sense a flicker of self-consciousness in Sasha's eyes. As my shirt hits the floor, revealing my toned, muscular physique, a twinge of doubt crosses her face. But she couldn't be more off base. The full, soft curves of her body are driving me wild.
My eyes meet hers, and I let her see the hunger, the raw desire burning within me. I reach out, tracing the curve of her waist with my fingertips, worshiping every inch of her. She touches me in return, and it sends a shiver down my spine. I feel a warmth spreading through me, pushing away any lingering doubts.
"You're so beautiful, Sasha," I murmur, my voice low and husky. "Every curve, every inch of you... it's perfect."
I mean every word. Sasha is stunning, inside and out. I see her—not just her body but all of her—the playfulness of her smile, the light in her eyes, her humor and passion. And she's absolutely perfect.
The realization seems to empower her, her self-consciousness melting away under the heat of my gaze. She reaches out, pulling me closer, and as our bodies press together, I know that I'm exactly where I'm meant to be. In this moment, with this woman, everything is perfect. And that's all that matters.
My thumb grazes her nipple, and she whimpers, her hips bucking against mine. I chuckle, a low sound that elicits a shudder, and my hand continues its exploration to cup her breast.
"So fucking perfect," I murmur against her skin, my breath hot as I trail kisses down her neck.
I can feel the heat between her thighs, that she’s aching for my touch. She reaches between us, her fingers fumbling with the button of my jeans, and I groan as she frees my erection.
My cock is hard and thick in her hand, and she strokes me slowly, relishing the feel of the velvet skin over steel. I curse, my hips jerking forward, and she smiles against my lips, a surge of power flowing through her at the knowledge that she's driving me as crazy as I'm driving her.
My hand slides down her stomach, my fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her panties. I find her clit, my touch expert as I circle the sensitive bundle of nerves, and she cries out, her hips bucking against my hand.
"That's it, baby," I murmur, my voice low and husky. "Let go for me."
My fingers continue their relentless assault, and I can feel her orgasm building, a coil of pleasure that tightens with every touch. She's so close, teetering on the edge, when I slip a finger inside her, and she shatters, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure crash over her.
She's still riding the high of her orgasm when I pull away, reaching for my wallet on the nightstand. I retrieve a condom, the foil packet glinting in the dim light of the room. I turn to her, my gaze dark and intense, and she knows what I'm asking. She nods, and I smile, a wolfish grin that sends a shiver down her spine.
As I sheathe myself, I see Sasha take a moment to appreciate my body. The look in her eyes makes all those hours hitting the gym worth it, besides preparing me for the duty I’m about to embark on. I push some stray strands of hair from my forehead, the vanity in me glad she can see it like this before it’s buzzed off.
I move towards her, my body covering hers as I settle between her legs. I press against her, hard and ready, and she wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. I enter her with a slow, steady thrust, and she gasps at the sensation of me filling her completely.
I begin to move, my hips rocking against hers in a rhythm that sets my body on fire. I can feel her core tightening with every thrust, and I know she’s building toward another orgasm. I lean down, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss, losing myself in the sensation.
She cries out, her body convulsing around me as she comes undone. I follow her over the edge, my body tensing as I find my own release. We lay there, our bodies entwined, as we catch our breath, the sound of our hearts beating in sync the only sound in the room.
As the first light of dawn filters through the curtains, Sasha reluctantly untangles herself from my embrace. I know it's time for her to leave, to return to the reality that awaits beyond the sanctuary of my bedroom. With a final, lingering kiss, she slips out of bed, and my heart is heavy with the knowledge that this night will forever be etched in my memory.
I watch as she quickly gets dressed, trying to ignore the pang of regret that comes with the realization that I may never see her again. Then she slips out the door, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
As I lay there, staring at the ceiling, I can't help but feel a sense of emptiness wash over me. Sasha is unlike any woman I've ever met. She has a fire, a passion that drew me in like a moth to a flame. And now, she’s gone, leaving me with nothing but the memory of our night together.
I pull myself out of bed, my body still humming with the aftershocks of our lovemaking. I make my way to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face as I try to clear my head. Today I ship out, leaving everything—and everyone—behind to serve my country.
I dress quickly, my mind already shifting gears to the challenges that lie ahead. But even as I focus on the mission and prepare myself for the trials to come, I can't shake the feeling that last night was more than just a chance encounter.
I grab my bags, taking one last look around the apartment. I know I should let Sasha go, let her chase her dreams without the complications of a soldier's life. But something deep inside me rebels at the thought.
I step out into the early morning light, the city just beginning to wake up around me. I hail a cab, my mind racing with possibilities. I don't know what the future holds, don't know if I'll ever see Sasha again. But I do know one thing.
Last night was special. She was special. And I’ll carry the memory of last night with me always. And who knows? Maybe, just maybe, fate will bring us together again someday.
As the cab pulls up to the base, I take a deep breath, steeling myself for what's to come. I climb out, my bags in hand, and make my way towards the gates.
