Harper Williams has never been one to follow the rules, so it's no surprise she lands herself in a court-ordered delinquent bootcamp for two years trapped under Lieutenant Assholes ruling.
He's unapproachable, unattainable and fucking hot. Rumour h...
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Axel returned us back to bootcamp after many mindless fucking sessions. He worked my body like he did in that damn field. I ached, I hurt, I could barely walk but I was in ecstasy remembering how his strong hands clamped my small body, teasing my clit as he pounded me senseless, many, many times.
My orgasm not only shook the car but the whole world, or so it was powerful enough to believe that it did. "I wish you could stay with me." He said as we reached the darkness of my living quarters.
"That's sweet, did you want to cuddle?" I teased, humour escaping out in the tones of my voice. He looked a little awkward for a moment.
"Yeah?" He replied with an unsure tone.
I burst out laughing.
"I didn't peg you for a cuddlier. Night Axel." But at that my smile grew. He wanted to cuddle. How fucking sweet is that?
"Wait Harper." He lifted his dog tags from around his neck and slipped them on over mine, lifting my hair out of the way. "I want you to wear them, I want you to carry a piece of me around with you all the time." I slipped them inside my T-shirt and felt the warm metal press against my skin. It was still warm from his body.
I retired back to my own shed, luckily lights were out and soft snoring filled the room from every angle. I climbed into my shitty bed and closed my eyes with a smile upon my face, clutching his dog tags.
***
I threw the itchy blanket over my head, trying to shield myself from the blaring siren playing outside for the early morning wake up call.
"Fuck off!" I shouted at the noise, my body was too sore for this shit. I clamped the shitty, thin pillow over my head in efforts to block out the sound.
"Harper c'mon, he'll only make you do extra if you're late." Nicole warned. She pulled the duvet off me and tried to tug the pillow away. "Harper we're leaving without you, don't say I didn't warn you."
The shed fell into silence, apart from the stupid siren. I lay until the sirens had stopped playing and then I forced myself out of bed and quickly hunted around for my clothes.
"What the fuck?" I threw everything out of my trunk searching for the stupid army slacks that they make you wear and then I remembered, I took them off in his car and left them there because my T-shirt was long enough to be a dress anyway.
I searched for my spares but they were all with the laundry department.
"Shit." I ended up throwing on the long T-shirt from yesterday and my boots then making a quick dash to the field, turning up fifteen minutes late.
Axel was barking his orders at all of the recruits and paused mid order once he spotted me. I stood to attention holding a salute.
"What is this Williams?" He yelled. "Why are you not wearing the correct uniform?" I fought my urges to look him in the eye and kept my stance pointing forward.
