The Commitment

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Authors: Kate Benson
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Contemporary, Military, Genre Fiction, War
against the mattress. The last functioning part of my brain reminds me of the need to be quiet. Grasping the pillow on his side of the bed and clamp it firmly over my mouth. I manage to soften the volume of my screams of pleasure as I buck my hips into his mouth.
    While I’m coming down, he stays put, lapping up my release with low hums of appreciation vibrating into me. By the time he releases his hold on my thighs, I’ve lost count of the amount of times he’s thrown me over the edge.
    Yanking the pillow away from me, his lips hover over mine as he gazes down at me, kissing me gently as I lay heaving beneath him. As his tongue meets mine, I let out a slight hum, pulling a low growl from his chest before he slowly pulls away.
    “See? I told you it tastes good,” he smirks, causing me to blush slightly as he places several light kisses against my lips. “Hmm… Like sin and honey, Gorgeous.”
    Pressing his lips into my neck, he rolls over onto the side of me and pulls my back to his front. Resting his hand over my stomach, he lets out a sigh of contentment and pulls the covers up over us.
    “Sweet dreams, Baby,” he whispers, kissing the back of my head.
    “You’re going to sleep?” I ask him quietly, surprise staining my voice. “You don’t want to have sex?”
    “You’re exhausted, Sweetheart,” he says, running his hand over my skin and kissing my neck.
    “So?” I start.
    “So you need to get some rest,” he says softly. “It’s okay, Princess.” I’m about to argue, but the yawn coming from my chest kills my case. “Go to sleep, Baby.”
    “Are you sure?” I yawn again, causing him to chuckle against my back.
    “This is absolutely perfect, my Sweetheart,” he whispers, kissing my hair and stroking his fingertips over my stomach. “I love you.”
    “I love you, too, Sugar Muffin.”
    The last thing I remember as I drift off is him softly singing ‘Your Man’ by Josh Turner into my hair.
    ***
     
    When my eyes pop open the next morning, I’m surprised to find I’ve beat the alarm by twenty minutes. Chase’s arm is still caging me in protectively in the bed against his front, his early morning erection pressing into my ass. One quick memory of his selflessness the night before and I’m more than ready to reciprocate.
    Turning to face him, I take in his masculine features and desire floods me. Running my lips over his jaw, I push my hand between us and grip his shaft, slowly rubbing him awake. Letting out a low groan, he rolls away slightly. I take the opportunity to push him onto his back with my free hand, moving to straddle him.
    “Hmm… Good morning, Baby,” he groans out as he looks up at me.
    “Good morning,” I pant, planting my hands on his massive chest and leaning over to kiss him deeply.
    As I slip my tongue into his mouth and begin to suck gently, he runs his large hands over my hips, squeezing before shifting to my ass. Reaching between us for his cock, I deepen the kiss as I begin moving my hand over him. I’m about to lower myself onto him when he surprises me by flipping me over onto my back. Holding me open to him by pinning me with his leg, he pushes two fingers into me, letting out a groan.
    “Fuck, Sophie,” he pants over my mouth as my hand moves faster up and down his thick shaft. “I love how wet you get for me.”
    As he pulls his fingers from where he’s pumping inside me, he slides them over my clit, causing my eyelids to flutter slightly.
    Running his lips down my neck, he plunges his fingers back inside me before moving them back to my clit. When I let out a loud moan of pleasure, he clamps his hand over my mouth, sending another jolt through me.
    Leaning over me, he sucks hard on my nipples before sliding his fingers back inside me. In just minutes, I’m a heaving mess of arousal beneath him, desperate for release.
    “You gonna come for me, Sweetheart?”
    “Mhmm,” I hum against his hand, nodding slightly.
    “Go Baby,” he whispers.
    His eyes

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