"The Wisp Of A Ghost" Simon Ghost Riley x Female OC

Chapter 16

"NATO forces are steadily advancing into Serbia, having taken control of over a third of the country. The president of Serbia is still refusing negotiations, backed by Russia."

In the last few days Ghost has been quite busy in his office as the war rages on and I've been spending my time with Soap who insisted on calling me "Mum" and calling Soap "Dad". He seemed very content with what was going on between me and Ghost, smiling at us whenever he saw us together, though he did demand attention from his "parents", meaning Ghost and me, often teasing us in good spirits and I happily obliged as Jenny had to go back on assignment in Serbia quite soon after I saw her in the hospital.
Soap has joined me with my excersizes, slowly working to regain my strength - I'm still not where I want to be, but by now I have healed and recovered enough that Ghost marks me as ready for a new assignments at my behest.
Since our date, Ghost expressed his wish of taking whatever it was between us slow, not wanting to make mistakes or move too rashly. We still sleep together in his bed, his presence often keeping me safe from my nightmares and holding me tight, comforting me when they appear.
We enjoy every minute we have together and he seeks out my touch whenever he could, when we played games together in one of our rooms, watching movies I know he hates together with Johnny, making dinner together in the little kitchenette and having family meals in the common room as Soap calls them.
Since our date, we never went farther than making out, leaving me empty and wanting for more when Simon pulls away, but no matter how much I try to get him to touch me as he did before our date, it doesn't work.
"I don't want to hurt you."
"I want to take it slow."
"I want to take my time with you."
Whenever he declines my advances, he is gentle and I know he is truthful about his statements as he ensures that I don't feel unwanted.
It's been two weeks since I was discharged from the hospital and by now my pain has disappeared, being able to walk and work out normally, though the healing scars pull on my skin at times, especially the ones in my face whenever I laugh at one of the lads jokes.
Ghost hasn't left his office all day when I decide to start making dinner on my own, but not before checking in on him.
When I see him behind his desk, files spread across in front of him, I know his posture and the tired expression in his eyes did not promise good news.
He was so focused on his work, he didn't hear me enter the room, so I knock against the door frame to announce myself and he looks up at me.
"You alright?", I ask and he gives me a short nod in response.
"Orders from command came in. They want us to leave for Serbia tomorrow, the three of us."
"What's it this time?"
"They want to us to blow up an important radio tower somewhere in the middle of nowhere, simultaniously with other troops destroying other infrastructure the Serbians and Russians are relying on and the NATO didn't manage to take out so far. They want the whole country to go dark, going as far as seizing power plants."
"So behind enemy lines again?"
He nods and rubs his eyes.
"This one's going to be tough. Even though it's remote, it's heavily guarded."
I walk over to him, laying my arms over his shoulders as I lean down to him.
"But it's nothing we can't manage, they're pairing us with KorTac so our friend König will be there.", he continues and let's out a little chuckle.
Not being able to resist, I first kiss him on his head and whisper in an amused and seductive voice as I trail my fingers across his chest. "You know we might die, right?"
"We might.", he lets out a quiet laugh and turns his head to me, his eyes meeting mine.
"Take that off.", I say in a hushed tone and start pulling his mask up, kissing him on his exposed cheek.
"Someone's extra needy today.", he growls and pulls his mask off before I plant a sloppy kiss on his lips, a familiar tingling spreading between my legs.
He's been keeping me waiting for so long.
He turns his chair to me without pulling away from my lips and grabs me by my ass, pulling me to him so I have to straddle him on his lap.
I start kissing his neck, getting more demanding with each kiss.
"Lara, if you continue this I don't think I'll be able to control myself."
He buries his hands in my hair and lets out a soft groan. "Or is that what you want?"
I reply with a slow 'Mhm', grabbing onto his back as I move my lips back up to his face, but he pulls away.
"And what is it that you want?"
The question is serious, not a teasing or suggestive question.
"I want you.", I whisper as I look at him.
"I need you to be more precise sergeant."
"I want you to fuck me.", I say, louder this time and he raises one of his eyebrows.
"Fuck you? Not make love to you? Have sex with you? Or play with you like I did the other day?"
I nod and try to go in for another kiss, but he stops me, grabbing me with his hand by my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes as he seems to calculate for a moment, thinking about my words before opening his mouth again.
"Close the door.", he says in a commanding voice and let's me go from his grip.
I blush and my pulse starts to race as I hastily get up and follow his command. When I turn to him after shutting the door, he has a glint in his eyes, a sharp, amused glint as he leans back in his chair, his legs delightfully spread apart.
"Get on your knees."
I hesitate for a moment before I kneel onto the floor, a few steps away from him.
His gaze continues to linger on me for a bit, my anticipation rising with each beat of my heart before he gets up and slowly comes towards me, his posture predatory.
When he stops in front of me, he reaches out his hand, staring down at me as he touches my lips with his thumb, slightly opening them.
"You don't know what you just did.", he mutters in a low voice.
He slides his thumb into my mouth, onto my tongue before letting out a suppressed groan.
"Get up."
Again I follow his command and he takes his sweet time as he glides his hands over my body - my waist, ribs, to my breasts, down to my stomach where he starts lifting up my shirt.
I am enthralled by need when he pulls it over my head before removing my bra, his hands tormenting me, mocking me with their slow, soft touch.
He doesn't wait to unbutton my trousers, sliding them down my legs and getting on his knees to remove them for me.
His hand glides up between my legs and I let out a soft whimper when they come to a stop at my center where he starts to massage my clit through my slip.
"Please.", I moan.
"Please what?", he asks, staring up at me.
"Please fuck me."
"So fucking needing.", he chuckles before getting back up on his feet.
He gestures for me to get over to the desk and I obey.
"Bend over.", he growls, still standing in the same spot.
I bend over and grab the other side of the desk still littered with files and maps, the anticipation in me becoming unbearable.
Finally I hear him move towards me, and when he places his hands on my ass, I squirm.
"What an amazing view."
His growl sends a shiver down my spine and one of his hands start to travel down, pulling my slip to the side.
I moan when he gently pushes two of his fingers into me, sadistically slow.
He curses under his breath when he moves them out again, the next time pulling them in as much as he could, repeating the movement a few more times before he retreats completely.
He moves to a drawer behind his desk, and I'm almost left feeling disappointed again if it wasn't for what he took out of it.
The condom crinkles in his hand as he steps around the desk, moving behind me again.
As I hear him unbutton his trousers, I can't help but squirm.
So far I have only felt what awaited me through the fabric of his trousers, and the memory of it makes a hot wave wash over me.
"I fucking love your pretty little ass.", he growls as I hear him put the condom on, whimpering at the need of what's to come.
When he steps closer, I feel the tip of his cock against my entrance and I squirm, moving my pelvis to allow him to enter.
"And you're sure you want this?", Ghost asks.
"Yes!", I exclaim. I try to shuffle back, in a desperate attempt to get him inside inside me, but he stops me with his hand on my ass, pushing me back towards the desk.
"Now, now..", he whispers as he circles my entrance with his tip, coaxing moans out of me.
Finally, he starts to push inside. First only his tip, then more, ever so slowly with a groan.
He stops when he's halfway inside and bends over, growling in my ear.
"You like that, huh?"
I can't respond, too focused on the feeling of him inside me, filling me, too desperate for him to finally fuck me.
He slowly starts to pull out again before he glides back inside until he is fully inside myself, where he stops and and reaches around me, placing his hand on my centre, massagin my clitoris.
When I whimper and squirm under him, he moans again - "God, I don't know how long I will last if you do that."
Continuing stimulating me with his fingers, he starts to thrust into me - first soft and slowly, but when I beg him to please just fuck me, he starts speeding up, panting under his breath, his other hand on my shoulder, his fingers digging into my skin.
I look back at him, his eyes rolled back, and I can't help but think how pretty he looks as he fucks me.
When he sees me looking at him, he grabs my hair and pulls me back towards him, and I have to arch my back to continue giving him the access, the feeling of him inside me too good to change the angle of my pelvis.
He growls into my ear "God you're so good to me right now." before he releases my hair, letting me drop back down again.
This is where he speeds up, thrusting deeper and harder into me under pressed groans and panting, and even though he starts to become unfocused, his fingers sloppy as they massage my clit, I can feel the release building inside of me, the sounds of him only accelerating it.
He curses under his breath and now grabs my hips to steady himself, just before I let out a cry when heat shoots through me as I come, my muscles contracting around him and I hear him whimper as I ride the wave of ecstasy.
With a snarl he thrusts into me three more times before he comes to a halt, and I can feel his cock twitching inside of me, slowly becoming soft as he pants behind me, both of our legs starting to shake when he pulls out and I collapse onto the desk.
Before I regain my strength to get up, I hear him pull up his trousers, buttoning them closed.
"That was... amazing.", he whispers under shaky breaths.