Man of War

Numb the Pain

We got home and I grabbed her hand, dragging her into the house. I tore off my jacket and as we kissed she slowly unbuttoned my blue shirt. We found her room and I pushed her onto the bed and her hair flew around her face as she fell against the plush mattress.

"You want this?" I asked standing above her and threatening to take off my shirt.

"Yes..." she begged in a needy voice.

I slid my shirt off of my shoulders and it fell on the floor around my feet. I took off my shoes and socks then went between her thighs. She sat up and her lips were on mine before I could make my next move. I moaned into her mouth as her hands roamed my abs and biceps. I moved my lips from hers and began kissing her neck, occasionally using my tongue to dance across her skin. She breathed hard and even moaned lightly, but never cursed or used profanity to try and be sexy which I loved about her. As I kissed her neck, her fingers trailed down to my belt and she quickly undid the buckle and she unzipped my fly.

"Oh God, this is really happening..." I whispered against her neck that was now slightly red from my assault.

"Take off your pants." She commanded in an out-of-breath and incredibly sexy tone.

I stood infront of her and slipped my pants down my legs. The only thing holding my arousal back from her body was my red plaid boxers. Her eyes stared at the clear arousal infront of her face. Her face was so red and sexy, and her red lipstick was completely gone.

"Oh God....Andy..." she whispered breathlessly.

"Your turn, flip on your stomach." I almost growled at her. I needed her now, and she didn't even have her shoes off yet. She slowly took a deep breath and turned her body over until she was on her stomach. She pushed her hair over to one side of her neck as I crawled over her gorgeous body and kissed the side of her neck that she presented to me. I felt her absorb her pleasure like a pro, and my hand moved to the zipper on her dress. I felt her entire body clench as I slowly began to move the zipper down her dress. As the zipper approached the bottom something happened.

"Wait wait...stop!" She said out of no where and her body moved from underneath mine. She was crying really hard and I immediatly felt remorse for pushing her into this.

"I'm sorry, you're right. We've only known eachother for like a month and your father died....all of this is just wrong....I'm sorry..." I said standing from her and my buzz had completely vanished into thin air.

"It's not that. It's just all hitting me now. My daddy is dead. He's never coming back, I'll never see him again...he was like...the coolest guy I know. And you're here and you're all handsome and loaded. I'm not anything special or else I wouldn't be a virgin...I wouldn't have gotton raped....I'm not pretty enough to be near you....I couldn't even save my father..." she cried into my shoulder that I pulled her into. I could feel her body shake as she cried. As she calmed down, I felt her hands push against my biceps as she held onto me for support. It seemed like forever that her heart was breaking right infront of me. She rose her head and her eyes were still red and filled with tears, and she stared at me with a lust-filled gaze. She was beautiful even when she wasn't trying.

"I'm sorry..." she whispered. "My dad was my bestfriend...and now he's gone..."

"He was a really great guy. He made me feel like I had a father for the first time in 3 years. I miss him. I looked for him everyday after he was taken." I said trying to comfort her with something good.

"Why didn't you speak to me? Why were you so cold to me back in the army?" She asked with a questioning gaze. I clenched my teeth and swallowed with a frown, my face draining of all its blood.