In The Army

Tree house memories & secrets

Song: Can't get enough by Basenji

in love with this song so beautiful, if anyone can name the movie were this song was featured in you guys rock, the NERVE of people who don't like this song xD hehe

"Behind the shed is a tree house my Dad built for me when I was little." Laura led Ross into her parents' backyard from the far side of the house.

"Tree house, huh?"

"Yup. Figured we could use the excuse of taking a jog or a walk in the evenings. Once the sun sets, they won't know when we're back and can't see us if we use the fence line to come here."

"Such a naughty girl," he chided, loving the very idea of having to sneak around for stolen moments. "Creepin' around in the dark, fucking your boyfriend right under your parents' nose."

"You better feel lucky I'm even bringing you here tonight."

"What? What's that supposed to mean?" Judging from the tone of her voice, she sounded serious. He stood still and pulled her back to face him, curious as to what exactly crawled up her ass.

"I'm still upset with you over dinner tonight."

What the fuck? He couldn't understand. He'd already apologized for that... several times. It wasn't that big a deal, at least not to him. "Laura? You know I didn't mean any real harm, right? I thought you'd be happy I was getting along with your dad. Aren't you?" The moon afforded enough light for him to see the irritation in her expression. "Baby?" He studied her face for a few seconds more. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I-it's nothing. You're right. I'm glad you and my dad are getting along. I just... forget it. It's been a really long day with the flight and all."

"You sure?" He hoped so because he couldn't tell where this sudden change of attitude in her was coming from.

He stroked her cheek tenderly with his thumb and she instantly relaxed, allowing him to tug at her waist and bring them closer. "I'm sure. A-and I'm sorry. I'm just feeling tired."

"Okay," he whispered, drawing her head to his chest. Hell, he still felt tired despite having slept on the plane. Between going to bed late last night, getting up early this morning, a long flight, the time change from West to East Coast... there were several factors to consider why she was being so irritable. And since they'd made a pact never to go to bed angry, he'd rather beg forgiveness than argue with her right now. He changed the subject to help lighten her mood. "Sooooo, did it really turn you on today? What I said to Cornbread?" It was good to hear her giggling response.

"Not so much with the saying and more with the way you looked while doing it."

"Do tell."

She lifted her head to joke with him. "And inflate your already enlarged ego?"

He brought her tiny hand to his man-bits and encouraged her. "Go on... inflate me."

"Let's just say I'm in serious need of a change of underwear... and leave it at that." He purred beneath her touch as she opened the buckle to his belt.

"Mmmm!" Play time!

"EEEEP!" He unexpectedly snagged her waist and yanked her behind the shed.

"Ssshhhhhh, wouldn't want your Mom and Dad to hear us, now would you?" She leaned her back against the siding, licking her lips when he brought her hands back to his pants and released them to do whatever she liked. "Stick that pretty pink tongue of yours out there again like that might make a guy think you're still hungry."

"Reading my mind now, are we?" And with that... she slid down the wall to balance her butt on her heels.

She'd worked his pants open and took his cock inside her hot little mouth so fast he didn't have time to properly check that no one could see them from the neighboring houses. He was about to stop her, but she must have been reading his mind when she fisted her hands into his jacket and used it to not only to conceal herself, but to pull him over and over into her mouth.

Sparing an upward glance, she watched him place both hands on the wall for leverage while looking down into her eyes, causing her to shudder under the intensity of his stare. The light of the full moon bathed his features, casting shadows to accentuate the deep hollows created by his cheekbones, full lips parted while panting with desire, hair so white it appeared silver and eyes... black with lust. She gave him a saucy wink, knowing how much he loved watching her do this. Did she feel guilty for sneaking around and doing this under her parent's nose? Uh-uh, especially not when he took over for her and started pumping his hips. She moaned around him and let her head rest against the wall, allowing him to fuck her mouth however he saw fit.

Fuck, he wanted to cum the moment she gave him silent permission to do as he pleased. She looked so pretty with her mouth full of him that he couldn't hold back from giving her a few experimental thrusts, pushing himself in a little further each time. Once she'd taken the full length of his muscle down her throat, he stopped just so he could watch, take in the beautiful sight and sensual feel of her swallowing around him. "Laura," he whispered. "Just like that, baby. Unghh... JUST like that."

He wasn't going to last, but he wasn't ready to cum yet either. Not until he'd given his girl her fair share of satisfaction. He pulled away and reached under her shoulders to help her stand then steered her towards a parked car.

"I love this jacket. Don't ever get rid of it, okay?" She held it to keep him covered while he walked backwards.

"And why's that?" He watched her smile wickedly and was curious as to her answer.

"I have my reasons," she answered cryptically then giggled when he cocked a questioning eyebrow. "I'm not sure whether it's because it looks amazing ON you... or if it's just you that makes IT look amazing."Figures! A huge, cocky grin spread across his face now that she was feeding his ego. "I like the way it smells, how it smells of you." Feeling extra naughty, she decided to share a secret. "I never told you this before, but-"

The backs of his legs met the front of the car with a dull thump. He'd forgotten all about it while listening to her. What she whispered in his ear next while lowering her hand to stroke his shaft shocked the hell out of him.

"At night, when you're in the field, I bring it to bed so I can cover myself in your scent... and then get myself off."

"Fuck, Laura!" He was astounded. And the visual she created? "You really do that?" he choked out the question. She reassured him while playfully nipping the skin at his neck.

Ego stroked? Thoroughly! The swell of his pride now rivaled the swell of his cock and he couldn't tell which was bigger. But to hell if he cared; he was far more absorbed with the buttons of her blouse right now so he could get his hands on her lovely breasts.

"It has other uses, as you're already aware. Like a minute ago when it kept us hidden so I could suck your cock... and in a few more seconds... it'll be on the floor of my tree house where I plan on riding you to a gallop. To sum up all the many reasons why I love this coat so much... form AND function."

"Not gonna make it to the tree house, baby."

Huh?!

He twisted her body towards the car so fast she had to place her hands on the hood to prevent from falling. He tore her shirt open to fondle one breast while his other hand slid down the front of her floral skirt.

"Mmmmm, you weren' kidding." He could hardly believe just how wet she was. "Your panties are soaked." He curled two fingers inside to massage her sweet spot while grinding his erection against her bottom. She had his cock so damn hard it was almost painful. And wasn't she the one who mentioned his coat provided all the cover they needed? They could save the tree house experience for another night, or, maybe during the middle of the tonight if he could coax her outside while her parents' were sleeping.

She gasped at the loss of his fingers and attempted to turn around to face him, but it was quite clear he had other plans. He pushed her down flush against the hood of the car and hurriedly raised her skirt. "OHHH!"

He clamped a hand over her mouth as he buried himself to the hilt inside her tight little hole. "Ssshhhh. I love makin' you scream, baby. So 'm gonna keep my hand right here..." He leaned down, breathing hotly in her ear. "-just so you can keep screaming for me while I fuck you raw."

He kept his promise. With his other hand holding her shoulder for leverage, he fucked her senseless then sideways. The countless number of times he had her cumming made her grateful his hand was there to muffle the sounds she made before he finally found his own release and slumped across her back exhausted.