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DAVID
Two Years Later
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I LOOK AROUND AT THE guys on the bus with me. We just landed Stateside a few hours ago, and we are heading back to the base. When we get there, I get to officially sign out and head home. I am done with my military service.
Just as it has many times over the past two years, my mind drifts back to my Ivy. Those last two weeks she spent with me at my house, she cooked so many amazing foods for me, saying the Army wasn’t going to feed me well, and she wasn’t kidding. We made love on pretty much every surface of the house. If her face was blushing when we toured Ivy Hill that day, it would be redder than a tomato now.
She went home the day before I got the letter in the mail about where I was to report. That day, she took my heart and soul with her. Watching her disappear into that stone was the worst thing I’ve ever seen.
I went home and got so drunk, but it did nothing to dull the ache for her. I spent so much time in our room in the days before I had to leave. Once I was sworn into the US Army, I started counting down the days until I’d see her again, and it’s so close now.
We pull on to the base, and I finish everything as fast as I can. I walk out and see my mom and dad but no Ivy. I try to hide my disappointment by giving my parents a huge hug. I have missed them, and I know these past two years weren’t easy on them. I’m still in my uniform that I traveled home in. I didn’t want to take the time to change, and a part of me wanted Ivy to see me in it.
On the drive home, my parents talk about the things I’ve missed with family and friends, but I don’t hear much of it. I just stare out the window, thinking about Ivy and hoping I see her soon.
We get home, and I walk through the door and drop my bag when I hear a loud “SURPRISE!!!” I look around at all the people closest to me in my life there to celebrate my return. I know I’m blessed, and I realized how much so while I was overseas. But I still don’t see those piercing green eyes that have haunted my dreams. My heart breaks because I need her like I need my next breath.
Face after face is in front of me, and all I can think about is the one person I’ve been keeping from them. The one person I want on my arm to finally introduce to everyone.
As I scan the crowd, I see a few people move. I start pushing people out of the way to get to the back of the room, and I see her standing at the bottom of the stairs.
She looks even more beautiful than I remember. My eyes lock with hers, and I just keep moving forward. When I reach out to wrap my arms around her waist, my hands are shaking.
“Welcome home, soldier.” She wraps her arms around my neck. I lean in and kiss her hard. I kiss her with every emotion I’ve felt over the past two years. The rest of the room fades away, and it’s just me and her—my reason for being, my reason for living and breathing. My heart that has been aching every second of every day for the last two years has been healed and is racing like mad.
I’ve never been so happy to be home.
Ivy
I stayed behind when his parents went to pick David up from the base. I wanted them to have that time alone with him. I waited in the back of the room filled with people of importance to him. While I waited, the past two years flash through my mind.
When I left him, I gave myself forty-eight hours to cry in bed. Then I picked myself up and took Brian out to dinner and then to his favorite club for drinks. Despite what I was feeling, I’m so grateful to Brian for bringing David into my life.
That night at the club, I was asked three different times to dance, and I turned every one of them down, but Brian met Kevin, and they have been together ever since. He’s so happy, and Kevin has become such a good friend to me as well.
I kept my promise and picked up my life and tried to stay out of the depression I let take over me last time. I still internet stalked David, and I had a few bad days when I just couldn’t get out of bed over the years, but here I am.
I’m pulled from my thoughts by the sound of everyone shouting surprise. I see David walk through the door, followed by his parents. He looks so handsome in his military uniform. I rub my thighs together. I thought I was turned on before, but after seeing him in his uniform, I want to drag him upstairs and send everyone home.
I see him look around, and a look of disappointment crosses his face before he masks it and starts saying hello to people, but his eyes keep scanning the room. Then his eyes lock with mine, and everything spins. He walks toward me, and my heart races. It’s no mystery why he was labeled a heartbreaker in his time. I’m sure girls would kill to have him look at them like this. I see his hands shake as he puts his arms around my waist. I wrap my arms around his neck and smile.
“Welcome home, soldier,” I say right before his mouth lands on mine. That kiss is everything. My nipples harden and ache for his touch. I let him control the kiss, and it goes on forever but ends too soon all at once.
He smiles down at me. “You’re here.” He strokes my cheek and rubs my arms.
“I promised you I’d be here, didn’t I?”
“You did.” He takes my hand and doesn’t let go of it for the rest of the night. He drags me from one person to the other and introduces me to every one of them proudly and with a huge smile on his face. We talk about everything from his time in the Army to what’s next in his music life.
Hours pass in what feels like minutes, and people start saying goodbye. Once he has said goodbye to everyone, we sneak away to our room.
As soon as the door closes, he locks it and has me backed against the door, and his hands and lips are all over me.
“I missed you so much, beautiful. I thought about you every night, and in my darkest days, the images of you were what got me through. I need you so badly I can’t breathe. I love you, sweet Ivy. I love you so damn much.” He kisses me before carrying me to our bed.
“I missed you too, baby. I have so much to tell you, and I want to know everything. Right now, I need you just as badly. It’s been too long. I love you too, David, more than I know how to put into words.”
With that, he pulls my dress off over my head. And my bra and panties are gone in an instant.
“Lie down on the bed.” He starts to remove his boots and his uniform. Once he’s naked, he’s on me with his face between my legs, and he wastes no time.
I’m already so turned on from missing him and seeing him in his uniform that he gives my pussy one lick and sucks once on my clit, and I’m coming apart, screaming his name. He doesn’t let up until I give him two more orgasms.
When he finally pulls away, he looks me over with a growl and then attacks my mouth in another soul-searing kiss.
I gasp when the head of his cock is at my entrance. “David, baby, please don’t be gentle tonight. I’ve missed you so much. My body has craved you, so show me exactly how much you have missed me.” He slams into me so hard it takes my breath away.
I claw at his back. I know I have to be drawing blood, but I can’t stop. I wrap my legs around him and thrust my hips to meet his thrusts.
“Fuck, beautiful, this tight pussy is trying to siphon the cum from my balls. I’m not going to last.” He starts to rub my clit.
I’m so close I figure it’s time to deliver his homecoming present. I grip my legs tighter around his hips. “Don’t you dare pull out of me tonight,” I whisper in his ear. His whole body shudders, and his hot cum starts to coat the inside of my pussy, setting off my orgasm. He covers my scream with his mouth and keeps thrusting, causing another orgasm to follow the first.
He doesn’t stop coming until I start to relax and come down off my climaxes. He collapses on top of me, breathing hard. After a minute, he rolls us to the side, keeping his cock buried inside me.
“God, beautiful, I’ve dreamed about coming inside you every night I was gone,” he says, cupping my tits and lazily playing with them.
“I started that family planning method I told you about. I’ve been tracking everything for the past two years, and it’s fate this week is the perfect window for us.”
He smiles at me. “Tell me everything I missed.”
So I pour my heart out. I tell him about taking Brian out that night and him meeting Kevin. I tell him about work and what happened in my world. He listens to every word and asks questions.
He’s quiet for a minute before he speaks. “I have to know, Ivy, and no matter what the answer is, nothing changes, but were you with anyone while I was gone? It...”
“No, baby, no other guys even interested me. There hasn’t been anyone, and there never will be.”
“It’s okay if there was. I know two years is a long time. I want you just the same but—” I cut him off with a kiss. And flip him over on his back and then sink down on his cock.
“Does it feel like anyone else has been in this pussy?” I ask, and he shakes his head. “No, that’s because it’s yours, and I didn’t let anyone touch what’s yours.” I rock slowly on his cock. “Now, same question to you. Was there anyone else? As you said, two years is a long time.”
He grips my hips hard and thrusts up into me. “Fuck, beautiful, did you not feel the amount of cum I just released into you? You gave me back-to-back orgasms because it’s been so damn long, and you are all I thought about. Sitting in my cot with your memory turned me on hotter than any girl I saw over there. Now stop being so gentle with me and fuck me properly.”
He thrusts into me as hard as I slam down on him. He holds my hips so hard I know there will be bruises, and he maneuvers my body up and down his cock.
“This image is one I came in my hand to so many times,” he says, and god, is it sexy. I toss my head back as my eyes roll into the back of my head, and my body locks up with my climax. He leans up and sucks hard on my nipple, and I fall right into another orgasm before I hear him groan and feel his hot release inside, which triggers another mini orgasm before I collapse on to his chest.
Once we both we gain our breath, I shift to my side next to him, and I say, “Your turn, solider, I want to know everything.” At the same time, I run my finger through his chest hair and over a new scar on his shoulder.
He starts from the beginning and tells me about how he barely got out of bed until the day he had to report for duty. He tells me about training and then being shipped over to France and about some of the guys he met.
I keep on tracing the scar, and he sighs. “I had two close calls, which I’m sure you know about.”
“Actually, I didn’t read about your Army time. I knew you came home alive, but I didn’t care to know the details until I was able to hold you in my arms.”
He goes on to tell me about the close calls, which were during practice when one guy showed up drunk, and he and another guy got injured trying to take him down. Another close call was also at practice when shrapnel went flying and hit his shoulder there. He said other than a few stitches, it was no big deal, and there is no lasting damage.
Leaning over, I kiss the scar and run my tongue along it, and his whole body shudders.
I lie back down with my head on his shoulder, running my hand through his chest hair again. “So, tell me about Anna.”
His whole body tenses, and when I look up at him, his face has paled.
