Finding Love in France (Alternate Version)

Part 40: R&R

After work, Mila ran back to her room, packed a bag and headed over to the mess hall. She saw James waiting 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're we going?"

She lowered her voice and smiled "somewhere we can be alone, if you'll have me..."

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Laughing, he picked her up and whispered in her ear. "You're all I can think about..."

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..." The hotel was nicer than anything she'd seen since before the war.

After much bickering, Mila had strong-armed Bucky into let her take care of the accommodations. Though she appreciated his chivalrous nature, she was making significantly more than 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 dangled the key in front of his face and took him by the hand to the elevator.

They were holding hands and trying not to catch the other one staring. When she caught him, she blushed and nervously giggled "Can I help you, Sergeant Barnes?"

"God, I hope so..." he chuckled. "You only got one key. If I get out of line, looks like I'm sleeping in the hallway!"

Once they found their room, Mila got nervous again. He saw her trepidation and sighed. "Hey Mils, we can take things as slow as you want, okay? Just because we're staying here together doesn't mean anything has to happen...I'm just lucky to spend time with you. Got it?" He kissed her hand.

She let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you, my love. You really are so good to me..." she tensed up again. "...but sometimes I do not feel like I deserve it..."

He took her face in his hands. "How many times do I have to tell you this? I love you more than anything, I'm the lucky one, and I would never hold anything that happened before we met against you. Ever." He kissed her nose. "Honestly, the fact that a smart, funny, beautiful woman like yourself gives me the time of day is nothing short of a miracle, Doc."

Mila tried not to cry as she stared at him, she was overwhelmed by how much she loved him and constantly surprised by how much he seemed to love her back. "If you had told me that I would meet the love of my life on an Army base in England..." she kissed him deeply.

"Sounds good to me..." he smiled as he kissed her neck. Soon they were kissing passionately, clinging tightly onto each other. As he was nibbling her ear, he wanted to make sure he was not overstepping. "Mils..." he whispered. "Is this okay?"

"Absolutely, my love..." she moaned lightly. "Is this?" she moved his hands to her ass.

He squeezed lightly and chuckled "What do you think?" He winked at her then buried his face in her neck.

She was unbuttoning his jacket, when she stopped. Smiling, she pulled away and walked to the door. 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. "Is this still okay?" She asked between kisses.

"Yes..." he breathed. "...but only if it's okay for you..." she started to kiss his chest as she undid each button. His eyes fluttered and he stroked her cheek. "...you make the rules, remember?" He groaned as she lightly nibbled on his collarbone.

"Really?" She growled, pulling his shirt off. She unabashedly stared at his bare upper body and bit her lip. She pulled her jumper over her head then unzipped her skirt and let it slide to the floor. His eyes popped out of his head when he saw she had nothing else on.

"Holy shit, Mils..." he was frozen in place, using everything he had not to devour her immediately.

She stepped to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, and pressing her body to his. "Holy shit, indeed, my love..." and kissed him hard. As they made their way towards the bed, she let her hands roam freely over him. He was carefully trying to keep his hands on her back. She sensed his hesitation and quipped "...feeling shy?..." As they got onto the bed, she took one of his hands and placed it on her breast. He groaned and replaced his hand with his mouth. She moaned loudly. "...since I am making the rules...there are no more rules..." she started unfastening his belt.

Before they were gone, he went for something in his pants pocket. "Mila..." he gasped as she kissed down his abdomen. He put the item in her hand. "...remember what the doctor said..."

She looked down and saw a condom in her hand. "You are amazing, my love..." she kissed his hand, then continued to make her way down his body, teasing him slowly. She traced her fingertips over him, making him shudder. As she took him in her mouth, he groaned loudly, running his fingers through her hair. She used her hands to reach the rest of him.

"Fuck..." he moaned, trying not to lose his mind. "...oh god...Mils..." he gasped. "...hang on...wait..." his head was thrown back, his body arched, his hands clutching the blankets. "...Mila...it's too fucking much...I can't..."

She looked up at him and smiled. "Then don't..." and went back to what she was doing. He scream-gasped her name as she drove him over the edge. He was so blissed out, he barely noticed her walk to the bathroom.