Nine Marines' Shared Property - Nicole Casey Page 0,22

his mouth up her leg and hips alternating between his tongue and his teeth.

Taylor was holding her with an arm over her back and a hand gripped to her side. His other hand held her tit against his cock.

With Elijah nibbling at her neck, all I could see of Gwen was her face. Her hair fell over her eyes. I put my hand to her head and brushed back her hair.

She looked at me, her eyes half closed.

I put my mouth to hers, not touching, but I wanted to feel the breath of her grunts against my lips.

She screamed so loud I got concerned. I pulled back and looked into her eyes, and my concerns were alleviated. She was screaming from pleasure. I leaned in and smiled. “Are you OK?”

She answered with another scream then she bit into my neck, hard. I, too, let out a reflexive yelp. She took my cock in her hand, her other hand wrapped around Taylor’s neck.

She stroked me in rhythm to Axel and now J.P. taking her from behind.

“I’m going to come,” I said. I pulled away and fought off the urge to ejaculate.

In the moment that I pulled away, Gwen was again lifted and turned over. She landed on her back on the bed; her lips were now inches from my cock.

Nolan pulled her legs up and he entered her, which pushed her against my awaiting shaft.

She screamed again.

I silenced her with my shaft in her mouth.

She sucked me greedily.

I moaned then pulled out and released onto her chest.

I was the first, followed by a stream, literally, of others.

10

Gwen

Sharing an apartment with Holly had its benefits. Holly was great fun and a great friend. Also, my sexting chops were pretty lacking, and she was great help with that as well.

According to Holly, everything could be an innuendo, and it didn’t really matter if it made sense or not; guys are more than happy to connect the dots as long as you let them know you want them to. This sounded very similar to what Christy had told me. So coming from those two ‘experts’, it certainly wasn’t without merit.

I sent Travis a text: ‘Now that I’ve completed basic training, I’m waiting for further training from the drill instructor.’

His reply: ‘That wasn’t basic training; that was ‘Hello’.

I sent: ‘Can’t wait for basic training then. I’m looking forward to getting to shoot some rifles.’

According to Holly, I didn’t need to worry whether I was being too silly or not. Guys aren’t reading my texts for literary merit. Just keep it light, keep it sexy and keep it coming.

I had to fight the urge to ask when I could see them again. According to Holly, coming across as too available—not to mention too eager—was a big turn off. That piece of advice was hard to abide by. It had been nearly a week since I last saw them—with the exception of Axel stopping by the cafe briefly.

They did say that their training program had increased recently, and it might be a while before they were able to leave the base. Apparently, according to Axel, our midnight romp destroyed them for their morning drills, and four of the nine were reprimanded the following day.

I suggested that they should incorporate a few midnight romps into their training program, but Axel, in a rather dry way, said that it was a bit more serious than that.

I asked if by ‘it’ he meant me or the training program.

“Both,” he said.

That’s Axel: he manages to be both flattering and frustrating at the same time.

At this point, nothing I said to Holly could shock her. Still, she wanted all the details, and I was happy to provide. With her work taking her from state to state, we hadn’t had the opportunity to hang out in a while. The day before she had to fly off to New York for the week, I took her out to dinner at the Marina.

“Gwen, you look simply dazzling this evening,” she said.

“Well, thank you Holly. It’s a new dress. I’m glad you noticed.”

She shook her head and raised an eyebrow. “I wasn’t talking about the dress.”

“So, I’m glowing, is that what you’re saying?”

She raised her glass of wine. “Here’s to Gwen.”

“And to Holly.” We clinked glasses and took a sip.

“But tell me,” she said, “besides the visible euphoria, how’s it going?”

We were seated at a table next to the window. From my seat I could see couples walking hand-in-hand along the beach. In the restaurant, there

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