A Soldier's Life

Chapter 54 - I need you

**Smut warning**

Scarlett's POV:

Being in her arms, and finally able to call her mine, I felt a desire that I couldn't control. I needed her. "Are you sure?" She asked hesitantly, giving me the most caring look. Never breaking our eye contact, I nodded, my bottom lip between my teeth. "I need you. Take me upstairs." I request at a whisper. At my words she adjusts her position, so she could pick me up. I squeal as she stands up and I wrap my legs tightly around her waist, whilst I tuck my head into her neck, peppering it with kisses.

She walked me up the stairs into my bedroom, closing the door with her foot. She carefully lets me down onto the floor and I pull her into a hungry kiss. I tug her shirt out of her pants and start to undo the buttons on her shirt, whilst her hand finds the zip of my dress, never breaking the kiss. My body shivers as her finger brushes against my back. My hands moving down to unbuckle her belt and pants buttons. She allows her pants to fall to the floor, just stood in her shirt.

I rest my hands on her stomach as she leans back to let my dress fall, pooling at my feet. Her eyes gaze over my body. I would feel awkward but there is nothing but admiration in her eyes. "You're gorgeous Angel. If you want me to stop or you're uncomfortable, just tell me." She whispers and I nod, my heart fluttering at the pet name. She licks her lips and leans down to give me a soft kiss as if to reassure me. Feeling a little exposed I push Y/n onto the bed.

She sits on the edge of it looking up at me, with her crooked grin I've come to love so much, her hands finding my hips. I slipped my hands under her shirt on her shoulders and guided it off her body, tossing it off to the side. Before I get a chance to look at her body, she pulls me closer so I'm straddling her lap, her hands raising to my shoulder blades. My lips parted allowing her tongue to slip inside, taking control of the kiss. It was sensual and my whole body felt a tingling sensation.

I leant forward so her body falls onto the bed. My knees either side of her. Resting back on my heels, I now take the time to admire her body in her matching underwear. But I notice her body tense under my gaze, her arms moving to cover her lower stomach. I frown at her until I realise that she is covering her scar. Hating that she feels self-conscious, I carefully lifted her arm and ran my finger over the jagged scar, a reminder of how closer I was to losing her. "You never have to hide yourself from me baby. You are beautiful." I reassure her. I bent down and placed soft kisses along the scar, and I felt her body shiver under my touch.

I kissed my way back up her body before joining our lips again. As I start to take control, Y/n hooks her leg around me and flips us over, so she is now on top. I gasp at the skin on skin contact we have, as our bodies touch. She grins at me and then connects us in a sensual kiss. She starts to trail kisses along my jaw and down my neck. My hands are clinging to her shoulders as she quickly finds my pulse point, causing a low moan to fall from my lips.

I can feel her smile against my skin before she returns her attention to my neck, sucking softly before soothing it with her tongue. I whine at the loss of contact as she pulls away to look at me. "Are you ok?" She asked, her hand caressing my arm. I nodded frantically, my stomach flipping at the care she was taking. "More than ok." I breathed and she smiled. Her hand slipped behind my back and rested on my bra strap. "May I?" She asked and I nodded again to give her permission. I'm impressed with how quickly she's able to unhook it with one hand before she pulled it off my body and tossed it somewhere in the room.

Resting on her left elbow, her eyes take in the view in front of her. I'm desperate for her touch and it's like she can read my mine, as her lips make contact with my collar bone. Slowly she kisses a path towards my breasts. She takes my right nipple in her mouth and swirls her tongue around the bud. My body reacts as my back arches, my hands tangling in her hair. Her right hand starts to knead my neglected breast. This action alone is enough to make me feel complete pleasure.