The Soldier Next Door

What was once a beautiful, peaceful smile has now turned into that of slight annoyance and a hint of fear. Ana knows me far better than any other person in my life; if there is one person that knows that I am up to seven shits of no good, then it will be her.

And it is the very her that has just caught me out…if she has not caught me out hours ago.

So it is with great hesitation, and let me tell you, this Marine only ever hesitates and fears when it comes to his wife, but yes, I am fumbling for the words to tell her of the next great idea that I have come up with this time. Yet not an idea, more of a purpose.

With a very confident smile, I plan my approach well before I execute, for I am within arm’s length, and this girl is pissed, yet, “Boo, I am not going to join the Raiders anymore.”

There is a sigh of relief that sets over her body while the words comfort the tension that has build up in the room. And while she relishes in this thought and the happiness grows, I need not keep the rest of it away from her for too long.

So then…

“I am deploying.”

And ya, there is an echo of a thousand screams that travels to every corner of the room.

“Deploying? Deploying?” She grabs hold of the chair as she near-miss, almost faint as the words still spin in circles through her head. “Deploying? What did you just say about not joining the Raiders?”

“Yes, I am not joining the Raiders anymore. I want to be back as First Lieutenant of my old Platoon.”

She only but shakes her head at me, “Your leg? I don’t understand? No Raiders? Deploying?”

“The boys are deploying in a week’s time. I am just going there for one week, and then I will be back in good time before the baby is born.”

I can see the anger that is playing in the depth of her eyes, and yes, I made this decision without speaking to her about it. But I honestly thought that she would be glad if I did not go to the Raiders anymore.

But, no, I am sadly mistaken, “Why are you not joining the Raiders anymore? I thought that was why we were here? I thought that was your dream?”

“Boo, I would rather serve with the men that I love and that I know, the men that I have come to trust. I need them just as must as they need me. Brendan made me realize that it is good to chase a dream, but it would be pretty senseless chasing that dream on your own.”

Ana only but mumbles as she takes a seat at the corner of the couch; as her voice hitches, she carries on, “Deploying? You are deploying?”

“Boo, I am only going to camp for a week when they deploy…”

She immediately stops me before I can utter yet another word. The irritation is lying thick, and the anger is boiling to a brink. So with a voice that trembles above an echo, “We both know what your ‘only’ is like, Ethan Hunter. You will fucking go, and I won’t see you until the baby is at least one goddamn year old.”

“Boo,” I immediately snap at her, “I would never do that.” I try to take her hands into my mind to reassure her, but she only pushes away. “Boo, this is a short camp; it will only be a month. But…”

“Exactly,” she throws her hands in the air. Her voice is starting to stuttering as the tears consume her big brown eyes, “I was waiting for the but… So let us hear this goddamn but.”

“We will be deploying two months after the baby has been born.”

“Yes,” she impatiently taps the tip of her finger against a forehead that is now glistening from the sweat.

“Boo,” I hesitate. “It will be for six months.”

“Urgh!” I hear her grunt, and there travels a glass of water to the far corner of the lounge. As it impacts with the fall, all that is heard between the silence are the fragments of pieces that are scattered to the floor. Then after a further few moments of silence, she rises from the chair and heads toward the bedroom, “I am going to have a nap.”

With that, she walks away.

What possessed me to do this to our family?

I thought, and perhaps I should refrain from doing, but I thought that if I didn’t join the Raiders that this would have been better for our marriage, for my career.

Well, I can honestly say that she hates the idea.

I am only trying to find that balance between what is best for my family and what it is that my dreams hold.

Does Ana not know, do you not understand, boo? I do not wish to ever share any part of myself with any other for the rest of my time on this earth. I only want to love you and will cherish each and every moment you are able to give, and I will hold this dear to my heart and take them with me to my grave.

You have already given me the greatest gifts of all, and you do not even know it. You are all I will ever want, desire, and need for my life’s fulfillment.

And I am not going to sit here and spin you another long fucking soppy story of how I cannot live without you; I want you to know the best parts of you…

Your kisses are so intoxicatingly sensational; I can never get enough of them; I will always want them and will always need them; they are vital to my very being, as are you.

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I love the sound of your voice, and I love to feel your breath on me, and I love the way you can make me wet with the way you kiss. You know how to kiss the way I love to be kissed; it’s a kiss that reaches every nerve ending in my entire body; how do you do that? There isn’t a part of my body, inside and out, that hasn’t been felt by you.

Never has anyone been able to even make me want sex the way that you do, and you do so without even trying. All it takes most times is the sound of your voice or that way; I love to feel your breath on my neck just before you kiss me; god, I love that. Never have I wanted to make love to anyone slowly and with so much passion as I crave with you.

Oh, how I love the way it feels when I am inside of you! I love the way you put your hands on me. The way you touch me, it sends shivers up my spine and backs down again. I love the way you put your mouth on me and the splendor when you run your tongue all over me.

I love the gentle way you touch my face when I am fucking you. I love the fullness of your thighs between my legs. I love the way you fuck me with such fury, as I have always secretly desired, yet there is so much kindness in your eyes and a gentleness in your touch. There is a sweetness in your glance as you gaze into my eyes while I penetrate you.

You suspend me between your two worlds, the innocent girl and the whorish tramp, and I am lost in my desire to be with both at once.

Oh, how I wish I could have me in your mouth while I am fucking you!

You have no idea how much I love this, yes, you do, and that is exactly why you do it because you know how to make my body ache for your touch. An hour or a few stolen moments, any of which would satisfy me right now, Oh just to have you in my bed again this night!

But not only does my body ache for your touch, but my heart and soul ache for your presence as well. When I am with you, I can only imagine that it must be what heaven is like, because it is pure bliss. I wouldn’t trade it for anything or anyone.

Now, I want you. No, now, I must have you. I want to fuck you with abandon until your legs drop senseless from around my waist. I want to penetrate you. Consume you. Fuck you, for I am yours, body, and soul.

You have haunted me. The feelings you stirred within me have never left me. I cannot imagine the emptiness I would have, had I not met you.

And as you haunt me with absolute bliss…