Finding Love in France

Part 37: Reunion

After working a few hours, Mila ran back to her room, packed an overnight bad and headed over to the mess hall. She saw James waiting for her in their usual spot, cleaned up and beaming at her. She couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous American.

"Hey, Doc!" He kissed her cheek and grabbed her bag. "Going somewhere?"

"Actually, yes. I'm taking my favorite enlisted man away for some R&R..." She winked at him.

"Anyone I know?" He laughed. "Where are we going?"

She lowered her voice and smiled "somewhere we can be alone, my darling..."

After a dinner they couldn't eat fast enough, and a quick stop by his barracks to grab essentials, they headed out the main gates to find a taxi. Mila gave the driver the address and they were off.

When they arrived, Mila said aloud "Thank you, Howard..." This hotel was nicer than the one they had stayed at in France.

After much bickering, Mila had strong-armed Bucky into let her take care of the accommodations. Though she appreciated his chivalrous nature, she was already making more than twice as much as he was and refused to hear another word about it. She approached the concierge and asked if they had any rooms available. The only room left was a suite, but she didn't care. She handed over the majority of her earnings from the last month and happily accepted the key. When she got back to Bucky, he was reading a newspaper. She grabbed him by the arm and practically threw him into the elevator.

They were kissing before the doors closed. It had been months since they had been together and they wasted no time. "Good god, I have missed you!" She moaned between kisses. The elevator stopped and they quickly found their room.

No sooner had she put the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the outside of the door, his hands were grabbing her waist, pulling her to him. She pulled his jacket off and started unbuttoning his shirt, while he ran his hands over her thighs. Her head was buried in his neck as he rubbed her back under her jumper. She pulled the itchy wool over her head and pulled his undershirt off. She stopped for a second to take in the sight of him, wrapped her arms around him, put her head on his bare chest and inhaled deeply. "I am never letting you out of my sight again" she sighed.

"Same here. Now where was I..." he grinned wickedly.

He picked her up and laid her on the bed. She was tugging on his belt as he was trying to get his dirty boots off. He went to wash his hands and came back to find her in nothing but a smile. "Damn, you are beautiful, Mila."

"And all yours, my love..." she pulled him onto the bed with her. "Why are you still wearing clothes?" She joked as he kissed down her neck. She moaned and ran her hands up and down his back. He was worshiping her chest as she arched her back. He kept working his way down her body, but she stopped him before he got to her favorite spot. "Maybe later, my darling. Right now I need you completely..." she pulled him back up to face her as he began to tease her entrance. "It's been far too long, take me like you missed me..." She gently moaned.

"Absolutely..." he moaned loudly as he entered her. As she pulled him into her deeper, he could barely breathe.

They took what they needed from each other quickly, almost to get it out of their systems, before they could take their time the rest of the night. As he rested his head on her chest, he murmured "I love you, Mils."

"I love you too, my darling...but you are directly on my bladder. Will you excuse me?" She kissed his forehead and walked to the bathroom.

When she turned the knob to exit, he was waiting for her. They kissed and fumbled back into the bathroom and she managed to turn the shower on. They got in the water and lovingly soaped each other up. As she was washing his back, she reached around to tease him. He moaned and had to steady himself against the cold tile wall. She kissed his back and ran her hand over his chest. He groaned and turned around to kiss her. They slid against each other in the hot water while letting their hands roam freely. She wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped up to wrap her legs around him. He held onto her ass for leverage as she begged him "Please, James! Again! Please!"

"Hang on, Doc...not yet" he put her down and got on his knees. He pressed her back into the wall and pulled her legs over his shoulders. "Much better..." he moaned as he began to devour her favorite spot. She finished multiple times before he would let her stand up.

Once she was on her feet, she smiled deviously at him and turned around to face the wall. He wasn't sure how to navigate their height difference, until she angled her body towards him for better alignment. "God, yes! Now!" She growled as she felt him at her entrance again. He obeyed and they moaned. Soon she was on edge again and started to touch herself to push over. He noticed and groaned "That is so fucking hot, Mils..." She was unable to answer as she was too busy getting off. As she cried out, he hit his finale and collapsed against her back. "Jesus, I missed you..." he laughed breathlessly.

When they eventually made their way back to bed, she curled up in his arms and savored listening to his heartbeat. "My favorite sound in the world..." she sighed.

"Really? 'Cause you were making mine back in the shower..." he laughed and kissed her head.

The didn't leave the room until it was time to check out 36 hours later.