It had only been a handful of months, but felt so much longer. Her hands gripped the steering wheel as his scent engulfed her. He smelled like ocean, earth and a bit of desert from his recent deployment. The heat in the car was almost palpable as she felt his eyes drift over her body. She took a long time getting ready to pick him up. The blue shirt, tight pants and high heels that he could see...the lace and fishnet that he couldn't. She pressed the gas pedal down a little farther, she needed to get him home.
They couldn't help but touch as they made their way from the car, up the stairs and into the apartment. He brushing her hair back from her face, she caressing his face and shoulders. She laced her fingers with as while she unlocked the door. He stood behind her and pressed his body against her back. Need and electricity swept through her body as she felt how hard he was.
She finally got the door open, they went inside, then she closed the door and slid the bolt home before turning around. The look in his eyes made her need that much sharper as liquid heat slid through her veins. Nothing needed to be said, she reached for him and he pressed her back against the door. He leaned down and kissed her, softly at first then hard and hungry. A moan escaped her as she untucked his shirt and slid her hands across his skin.
She broke the kiss and gasped for air. Then slid her body down his and pulled his belt off. Trying not to rush too fast, she undid his pants and slid her hand along his hard cock. She then pushed his pants completely out of the way before wrapping her lips around the head of his dick. The salty tang of his precum hit her tongue and made her groan with pleasure. Moving her head further down his length she dropped her knees down so she could take all of him in. The head nudged the back of her throat and she tilted her head, feeling his length fill her throat. She moaned again, sending vibrations through him. She dug her nails into his thighs, rocking his body some to keep up with her movements. Bobbing her head and swirling her tongue along his cock she sucked him off until he let out a hoarse moan and she felt the head swelling. She slid back until just the head was in her mouth and sucked lightly while he buried his hand in her hair and filled her mouth with his hot, tangy cum.
She stood up from her crouch on shaking legs, the taste of him lingering in her mouth. Her daze was broken by the sound of her zipper and the feel of his hands on her skin. Stepping out of the high heels, her height normally shrank, but he held her around her waist as he shoved her pants down over her hips. She yanked on the zipper of his uniform top, trying to tear it from his body. Alternating holding her one arm at a time, they finally got it off. Not wanting him to let her go, she reached down and pulled his knife out of his pocket. Opening it with a practiced flick of her wrist, she cut his t-shirt from his body. Closing the knife she tossed it in the vicinity of the kitchen counter. Things had gone from a slower pace to an almost frantic urgency.
Once her pants had finally slid off her legs, she shoved his pants down where they caught on his combat boots. He went to back up from the door and she wrapped her legs around his hips, where he finally felt how wet she was, felt how hot she had gotten waiting for him. "Please, just take me now, I need you inside me." That plea sent his control over the edge. He positioned the head of his dick at the wet opening of her pussy, then slid all the way in, causing them both to cry out at the sensations they had been missing. He filled her pussy up completely, stretching her to her limits. Her pussy tightened around his cock.
