Loving An Airborne Ranger by Susan Leigh Carlton Read Free Book Online Page B

seconds and started moving again.  This was repeated several times until he took her hips in his hands, pulled her against him and with a mighty thrust he pulsed again and again.  His thrusts were deeper each time until, with one final thrust then he let out a long satisfied sigh.
    She moved up until she was looking him straight in the eye and said simply, “I love you Chuck Carson.”  All of the tension relaxed and she lay contentedly in his arms.
    This was the first of several episodes during the night but none were as intense.  Finally, sometime late, or rather early in the morning they awoke.  Chuck ordered breakfast through room service.
    Lisa said, “I’m not going to be able to sit comfortably for a week.  I’ll need to get a cushion.”
    In a poor imitation of Bogart, he said, “It ain’t over yet schweetheart.”
    He reached for her and rolled on top and looking into each other’s eyes they made love again.  Finishing just before the knock on the door and “Room Service” was called out.  Chuck got up, went to the door, signed for the check and pulled the cart into the room.
    After all of the strenuous physical activity they were both ravenous and polished off the steak and eggs in short order.
    After breakfast, the newlyweds showered together, taking such delight in soaping each other, they did it twice.
    As they headed east towards New Orleans, on I10, Lisa said, “I don’t know what has happened to me.  I can’t get enough of you.  Maybe it’ll get old, but I could jump your bones right now.”
    “It’ll never get old or mundane if I can help it.  You’re the perfect partner for me.  I don’t know how I can ever leave on another mission again.  I don’t want you out of my sight.  I don’t think I’ve ever been jealous before, but I’d probably kill old Chasin if he showed up again.”
    “You will never have anything to be jealous about from me, darling.  Never.”
    They rolled on into the climbing sun, passing the swamps and long bridges that dot Louisiana highways, paying scant attention to the terrible condition of I10.
    They stayed at the La Meridien Hotel on the edge of the French Quarter.  During the daytime they did the touristy things such as Jackson Square, Central Market, the Zoo and the aquarium.  They even did a guided tour of the plantations. 
    At night, only venturing occasionally into the night life provided by the French Quarter, they enjoyed exploring each other, each learning the things that delighted the other.
    The time came when they decided it was time to head back to Dime Box, Kyle and Gunner.  There were not many periods of silence on the trip.  No subject was untouchable.  Chuck said he’d like to adopt Kyle if Lisa didn’t mind, but if she minded, it would make no difference in their relationship.
    They were very comfortable with each other and discussed their future together and the life awaiting them at Fort Campbell.
    As they were driving through Arkansas, it was Lisa who observed, “The sun has been out every day of our marriage.  We are blessed, aren’t we?”
    “We truly are darling.” 
    “Chuck, I want to have your baby.  Would you mind if I went off the pill?”
    “Would I mind?  Would I mind if you made me a dad?  I think that would be the second best thing that ever happened to me.  I didn’t think it was meant to be.  I would love to have a Charles Carson, the third running around our house.”
    “What if she turns out to be another Lisa?”
    “That would be wonderful too.  You just know she would turn out to be a beautiful, vivacious, and smart young woman.”
    * * *
    In just over a year, the Fort Campbell community newspaper announced the birth of Charles Carson III to Major and Mrs Charles “Chuck” Carson.
    He would be called Charley Three or Trey. 
    Eighteen months after this, another article in the paper announced the arrival of 6 pound 5 ounce Lisa Carson to the well and truly blessed Family Carson.  Mother