A Man in Uniform

Chapter 7

The TV was a low hum in the background, serving only as background noise as you lounged on the couch in one of William's Navy t-shirts and nothing else, a book in your hand. This had been your nightly routine for the three weeks while he'd been gone. He'd been sent to one of the other Naval academies in the nation to help renovate their teaching practices in their Submarine division, which spoke volumes as to how well respected he was in his new role. You were beyond proud of him, but honestly, you missed him. He called you every night before dinner and that little phone call had become the highlight of your day. You just had three more days left. Three days until he'd be home, and you couldn't be happier. Your eyes began to grow heavy as you continued to read, your mind no longer focusing on the book in front of you, but instead on the man currently thousands of miles away. Just three more days, you thought as you drift to sleep, the book lying forgotten on your chest, the only light was the soft glow of the tv.

William smiles as he looks at his watch. He knew without a doubt you'd be fast asleep by this time, especially since you hadn't been expecting him, but that was alright with him. He wouldn't mind simply curling up with you and holding you. For a man that had never bothered getting attached before, never taken the time to let his heart get involved, you had completely stolen his heart. He was supposed to be away on work for three more days, but when they'd told him that he could either stay and enjoy the time off or leave early, he'd hopped the first flight home. Home. That's exactly what you were to him. You were his home. He could have called you, could have let you know he was on his way, but he wanted to surprise you, to see that shocked look on your face even though he knew you hated surprises. He was sure this would be one you wouldn't mind. He seemed to be making a habit of surprising you and found he actually enjoyed it. He had stopped at one of the little all night grocery shop on the way and picked up a few things before heading the rest of the way to the little house he shared with you. He once had thought of it as just your house, but now, it was just as much his, it was home. He juggles his suitcase and the bag of groceries, carefully, quietly unlocking the front  door. He nudges it open with his foot, setting the bag on the table by the door then setting down his suit case and shutting the door quietly. As he turns, a smile spreads over his face as he sees you there on the couch, sleeping peacefully, the book forgotten in your hand. You were absolutely beautiful and for a moment, he had to just stand there and take you in. He moves over to you, leaning down and taking the book from your hand and placing it on the coffee table before running his fingertips over your cheek, a soft, loving smile on his face. He leans in and places a soft kiss to your lips, smiling as you blink away and jerk back a little only to give him the biggest smile he'd ever seen on your face. "Well, hello beautiful." He smiles and leans in, kissing you again, enjoying the way you melted into him automatically. He loved the way you reacted to him even when you were half asleep and still trying to process what was going on. 

You were shocked, but not unpleasantly so. You were so happy to see him. Your arms wrap around him as you kiss him back, smiling against his lips. You pull back, cupping his face and running your fingers through the greying hair at his temples. "What are you doing here? I didn't sleep for three days, did I?" You asks with a laugh and kiss him again before he can respond. You would have thought you were dreaming, but the feel of his lips on yours and his hand resting on your thigh, the warmth of it, the weight of it, it all told you that he really was here. Three days early. William smiles and stands up, taking your hand in his and pulls you up to your feet, wrapping his arms around you and holding your close, kissing your forehead softly. "They said we were done and we could either stay and enjoy a few extra days, or we could come home." He says simply, as though no other explanation was needed, as though it should have been clear to begin with. He runs his hands over your back, one moving down to rest on your ass as he smiles at you. "Shower, baby." He winks and holds his hand out to you, enjoying the way you no longer hesitated to take his hand, instead, placing yours in his immediately, like it was the most natural thing in the world. He makes his way down the hall with you, hand in hand, leading you to the bathroom. He slowly works his clothes off, his eyes locked on you as he grins. "I like you in my shirt. Almost a shame we've got to take it off, baby." He leans in and kisses you briefly before gripping the him of the shirt and pulling it over your head, tossing it in the hamper as he leans down and trails soft kisses over the swell of your breasts while the water heats up in the shower. His hands move to your hips, holding you close as he continues to tease your breasts, your hands going to his hair, holding him to you as soft moans escape your lips. You were in heaven. Your man was home, finally and had you in his arms. At that moment in time, nothing else mattered. The world could come crashing down around you, but none of it would matter, because he held you in those strong arms and kept looking at you with those beautiful eyes, holding that soft look of love you knew he held only for you. You sigh softly as he pulls back from you and helps you into the shower before stepping in himself. He was gorgeous. Maybe not in the traditional sense, but to you, he was the most breathtaking man you'd ever seen. Your hands move right away to his chest, running over the hair covered skin as you lean in, capturing his lips with yours, getting lost in his kiss once again as the water cascades over you both. His lips, his kisses were your own personal escape, your own little slice of heaven. Little did you know, that yours were the same for him. He could lose himself in you time and time again and never get tired of it. His hands moved over your body, softly caressing you as he continues to kiss you, unable to get enough of your sweet lips on his. After several moments, he finally pulls back, smiling at you as he reaches for your favorite body wash and pours some into his hands before beginning to slowly wash you. He moved his hands over your body slowly, softly, careful not to miss an inch, enjoying the feel of your silken skin against his hands as your hands moved over him, washing him. It was a simple task, a mundane moment for most, just simply washing each other, but for you, it was one of the most intimate, erotic things you'd ever experienced. Each brush of his soap covered hands on your body lit that fire inside of you again and again until it was a slow simmering flame. 

Once he was satisfied that you were both clean, he turns the fire off and steps out, grabbing two towels and wrapping one around you and then himself before pulling you in for another kiss. "I missed those kisses, baby." He says with a grin and pats your ass before heading into the bedroom, you right behind him. After he's dried off, he stretches out on the bed and crooks his finger at you, his bare body on full display for you, his cock hard and ready, aching to feel you around him. "Come here, baby. Come see your man." He winks and holds his hand out to you, pulling you onto the bed and tossing your towel away. He wraps his arms around you, trailing kisses over your neck as you both lay on your side facing each other, hands roaming each other's bodies just enjoying be back together. Neither of you were in a hurry, neither was inclined to rush this. The moment was too pure, to beautiful to worry about getting in a hurry. Your fingers dance down his spine, sending shivers through him, a low growl falling from his lips as he rolls you until he's on top of you, his body pinning yours to the bed as he captures your lips in another slow, passion filled kiss. Your damn skin almost glowed in the low lamp light of the room, causing him to pull back and simply take you in for the second time that night. You were beautiful, more beautiful then all the sunsets he'd seen all across the world. You look up at him, watching him as he just stares down at you with that soft look on his face, his hands caressing your hips as his cock rests against your pussy. You raise your hand, cupping his face and give him a loving smile. "What is it, William?" You ask softly, seeing something in his eyes you hadn't quite seen before. He leans his face into your hand and returns your smile. "You know, I always thought I missed the sea, but nothing compared to how much I missed you, baby." He admits softly and leans in, capturing your lips as your breath hitches at his words. He slowly slides into you, twining your fingers with his, placing your combined hands above your head on the bed as he slowly begins to move in and out of you, never breaking the kiss. You were stunned by his words, but had no time to respond as he kisses you and slowly begins to make love to you. Something inside of you felt like it was being mended, something you didn't even know was chipped or broken. This whole moment was almost a spiritual experience as you squeeze his hands, gasping into his kiss. "More than the sea" was all you could think as he continued to move, his cock filling you so perfectly, his body pressed so deliciously against yours, his tongue caressing yours. You were lost to him, completely and totally his until the end of days. You knew that now, and you couldn't be happier. You feel him shift your hands, releasing one of them to trail his hand over your neck, down between your breasts, over your stomach with feather light touches until his fingertips finally found your clit, rubbing in time with his slow thrusts, his lips still on yours as he feels you begin to spasm around him. He was close. Closer than he'd like to be this soon, but being with you after weeks away, it was more than he could take. He pinches your clit softly, groaning against your lips as you come for him, crying out his name softly against his lips, his own release right on the heels of yours as his hips rock and he lets out a low groan. "Baby...." He growls, grinding his hips a few more times to help you both ride out your release before he sags against you, resting his head on your chest as you run your fingers through his hair. You didn't know how long you both laid there like that, and frankly you didn't care. Your heart was still fluttering with the words he'd spoken. For an old sea dawg like him to tell you that, you knew it meant more than any "I love you" ever could. "I love you too, William." You finally say softly, earning a chuckle from him as he continues to rest against your breast, placing a soft kiss to it. Eventually, he slowly pulls away and rolls to the side, pulling you with him and wrapping his arms around you. "Rest a while, baby. After that, I brought home the stuff to make your favorite pasta. Figured we might watch some of your favorite tv show, cuddle on the couch, see how many more times I can make you come for me..what do you say?" He grins and kisses you softly as you nod. What woman in their right mind would refuse an offer like that? You certainly wouldn't.