The Soldier Next Door

Yesterday was torture, and ya… It is not going to get any better. I shall now have to live with the fact that Maggie is my mother-in-law. Still, just the mention of the word makes my body cringe. I think, in a way, I was happy that I would never have one, but I guess a man can only dream for such a short while.

Now I sat with Ana in that kitchen for nearly almost two hours, and she did not say a single word. Yes, it frustrated the shit out of me because, in the back of my head, I know that there is going to be something that sticks up its ugly head. And as certain as I know that I am Ethan Hunter, that is as certain I will be to divorce her lying ass.

So I shall leave it where it is and hope for the best to come.

Now today, she is dragging me, well, not truly because I would love to have the experience, so we are off into the city to go get some more blue little things for my boy. I do truly wish that she did not only buy blue; hey, I love my own blues, but there is only so much of it that you can wear.

And talking about wear, I patiently wait for her to choose which white dress she wants to wear. Ya, I can remember that there are fifty shades of white, and god knows I cannot see it, but she for sure as hell can.

After what seems like an endless hour of watching her choose the very first dress she had on, I only shake my head and make my way to the car. As I make my way past the kitchen, I feel it…

WHAM

“Nice ass, soldier.”

“Oh, you are going to pay for that. Now, are you sure that is the right white dress that you want to wear?”

“Why? What is wrong with it?”

I only but point over to her very revealing cleavage, “It is a little bit distracting.”

“I am not changing.”

“Boo.”

So I am standing in the kitchen waiting for Ana to dress into something more appropriate, which, as I know her, will be into a fucking tighter dress. Then out of nowhere, I hear a very sneaky Ana clear her throat behind me. I nearly jump my fucking ass off my chair.

She looks at me and waves her hand over her body, “Is this better for you, Mr. Hunter.”

I only but chuckle at her, “I cannot believe you even listened to me the first time.”

The flat of her hand comes in one swift slap and makes contact with the back of my head. Ya, she loves slapping me around; well, I am definitely getting my payback later now.

So it is a very satisfied Ana, in a fucking tight red dress that I follow to the car. And I have forgotten this girl can sway that ass and does she sway it. She must have done something right, but my god, that is earning me one hell of a hard-on. So now I have a rather uncomfortable bulge that is going to frustrate me the whole fucking day, thanks to Ana.

“Boo, you so did that on purpose.”

“What did I do on purpose?”

“You know exactly what you did.”

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And this is where I so desperately want to grab her and tangle these fingers in her hair as I claim those lips. I want to feel tortured bliss as I seek the comfort of her body. I want her to consume my body and take me to absolute ecstasy.

Ya… Nice going, Ethan; I think you have just most definitely driven yourself to a somewhat wet sensation, that, oh guess what, I forgot the basic necessity such as underwear. I am craving, I am aching, and I need an itch to scratch.

Goddammit, Ana.

So we soon pull out of the driveway onto the road, navigating our way out of Pendleton to head over to the city. I think we both need this distraction as things have been a bit crazy since I came back from my last deployment.

And deployment is something that I am looking forward to as it is basically around the corner now. I have no confirmed location from the boys upstairs, but I truly hope that they are not sending us back to Fallujah this time. After the massacre that happened there, I do not think that I can ever put my boots on that ground.

But I guess to wherever we go, there will always be too many lives that have been taken. That is the reality that we all sign up for the day we join the Marines. I am very worried about one person that has just joined, that is Matty, and from what I heard, some of the rookies that have just joined will also be deployed.

Now how I am going to deal with it having my brother in the firing line, that I am not sure about yet. I like that he is safe here at base, hopping around on ropes and staying out of trouble. I know that he will make an excellent Marine, but I feel like I need to look out for him.

How do I look out for him when I am going to stand in a goddamn ops tent. Ya, the boys are not letting me go out in the field on this one. My leg would not have had the full six months to have healed, and I was warned very politely that if I do not wish to get discharged, I will listen to whatever Ray tells me to do.

But I think they know that I am not one that plays by the rules.

And talking about rules…

Fuck!

“Boo, that goddamn dress is even shorter.”

She only but chuckles at me as she pulls it a slight bit up.

And that is me…

…I take her. I place my hand rather roughly and hard down onto her knee. I want her to feel me, and I want her to feel it hard. I want her to whimper every time she thinks of me touching her. And as I slowly slide my hand up her long slender leg, it is the softness of her skin, the tenderness, and her smell that sends me even closer to the edge. With every glorious inch, my hands creep up her thighs until I have my fingers tangled in the fabric of her dress. Then I slip my hand…..

Just then, I am so rudely ripped from my steamy fantasy that I am playing over and over in slow motion in my head. She has just caught me staring at her for a fraction of a few minutes too long.

“Do you like what you see, soldier?”

“See what, boo?”

“You have not had your eyes on the road for the past couple of minutes.”

“I am just wondering how you have managed to slip into that.”

“Oh, I can be quite slippery when I want to be.”

“Mmm, I bet that you can.”

But…

Pushing this aside. I think that we are being followed. Well, I don’t think, I know, what Marine will I be if I cannot pick that obvious shit up. We have had the tail since we left the base. Perhaps it can just be a car going in the same direction, but I am sure that we are definitely being followed.

“Boo, there is a change of plans.”

So without having to alarm her, I make the shit poor ass excuse up that I need to get some things from an old friend from downtown, when in fact, I need to get my hands on some firepower. I don’t want to fucking spook the girl.

Well, if I thought that was going to be that easy, not a chance, for they are closing on us, and they are closing in fast. So I have no other option but to scare the fear of seven horrors into Ana.

“Ana, get down.”

“Why? What is wrong, soldier?”

“Ana, just get down.”

And my words have not even run cold; then I see them coming up towards us with a great deal of speed. I know exactly what is about to happen.

“Ana, get down!”

As she dives her head between her knees, the impact comes hard, and it comes fast. With one loud thud, we are driven forward, yet it does not stop there. They back off, and…

WHAM

They slam with pure brutal force into the back of the car again. I can hear Ana scream under the screeching of the tires; with one hand on the wheel, I hold onto her with dear life.

Then again.

WHAM

The car swerves to the right, and I see it coming up hard and fast. With one loud crash.

Everything goes black.