Sunday, November 7, 2010

Chapter 159

David had trouble sleeping that night. He didn't really toss and turn, but he spend long periods of time watching Brie sleep instead of sleeping himself. He had a bad feeling that Commandant Henchly was up to something and he was sure he wasn't going to like it.

At one point during the night, Brie came awake and looked up at David. "What's wrong,? I was sure you'd be snoring by now."

"I have this really bad feeling that the Commandant is up to something that involves us and I'm not going to like what it is. I can't explain it." He sounded tired, but one look in his eyes told her that he was wide awake with worry.

"Do you have any idea what it may be?"

He shook his head. "No, but I wish I did. It's making me crazy."

She laughed quietly. " You're already crazy, baby. I thought you knew that." She kissed his cheek.

"I do, but it's making my crazier. More like driving me toward perfect insanity." He laughed at his shitty attempt at a joke.

She giggled at the joke, then turned serious. "How about I take your mind off of what you think is going on?"

"Oh? What did you have in mind?"

She stretched up and pressed her lips softly to his. He chuckled and returned her kiss, deepening it as he rolled to rest on top of her. Her legs spread for him and wound themselves around his waist as her arms lid around his neck. It had been a couple of days since he had taken her, ravaged her... made love to her. It was about damn time he did so again.

His hips moved just right, and she gasped. That's how he knew he had her right where he wanted her. The gasping as he caught her by surprise, her back arching showing him how incredibly limber she was; it made him all the hungrier for her.

He put her feet over his shoulders and continued with the slow, almost torturous rhythm that he had started as she fought not to scream so as not to wake the others in the house. How she longed for them to have their own house again. A house where she could make all the noise she wanted and no one would think they were shooting amateur porn. But, such was a dream at this point. In their six years together, they hadn't had a place to call their own but for a couple of months. She hoped they could go back to that quaint little place in the Springs.

He kept pushing forward in that same torturous rhythm, slow and steady. He just couldn't bring himself to pound into her tonight. This wasn't a night to be rough, not to him. He needed to take his time with her. Even after she came, he kept going slow, capturing her lips with his so that not one little sound escaped.

The angle he had her at made it impossible for her to move along with him. She hated it, but she knew he loved it. He didn't have to search for that perfect little spot that was about the size of a quarter when he had her hips at the angle they were at.

Out of nowhere, he pulled back and slithered down her body. This was usually something he did in the beginning, so doing it in the middle of making love came as a surprise to her, but she loved it nonetheless. She loved it so much that the moment he touched her, she had to pull a pillow over her face so she could scream for him. This was nothing like he had ever done before and it was amazing to her.

For the first time that night, with his face buried in her most sensitive parts, he forgot that nagging feeling him the pit of his gut. All he wanted to do was own her as she took his mind off of what was bothering him.

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The morning came too soon for both of them. All either of them wanted to was stay in bed, but the kids were calling and they were parents first.

After getting up with their kids and feeding them as well as themselves, all of the adults, not just David and Brie, but the other guys and their wives welcomed an unwanted visitor. David was about to find out what it was that the Commandant wanted them to do that he was absolutely going to hate.

"Hello, Commandant", Brie said as she opened the door. "What can we do for you today?" She fought to keep her voice neutral.

"Good morning, Mrs. Draiman. You seem a little hostile this morning. Did I do something to upset you?"

"David has had a bad feeling that you want something that he's not going to like. You showing up here just confirms that in my mind. This gut feeling kept my husband up all night last night. I had to get creative to tire him out last night."

"I apologize for that, but your husband is right. I do want something. I need to speak with him and the other guys in private as soon as they're all up and awake enough to form coherent sentences."

Brie rolled her eyes and walked away from the door. "Close it behind you, Commandant. I'm not the maid."

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