The Catch

The Catch

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All rights reserved! Mature content, not meant for audiences younger than 17. Loving someone in the military is no easy feat. It takes dedication, effort, and a lot of patience. It was something I never intentionally set out to do. Something I specifically didn't want to do. But when the love is real, you just don't throw something so priceless away. I couldn't throw it away, I couldn't walk away from him. He made damn sure I'd be completely ruined for anyone else. The passion, the sex, the lust that turned to love, the promises, the sincerity, everything. He did It all so good that there could never be any one after him, not ever.
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|STEAMY ROMANCE| 18+ "Oh, how bad I want to corrupt you, ruin you. But you're not ready for that." As much as I want her beneath me, writhing, begging me to stop. There is a time and a place for all that, which now is not the time nor place. A blush forms on her cheeks as she looks away. I put my finger under her chin and gently lift her face. "Look at me, my love. I want to see those beautiful cherry cheeks of yours." I love how responsive she is to me. Seeing her blush and shy away from me is one of my favorite things about her. "Stop, Ansel," she giggled. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to remain unfazed". I find it amusing that she is completely unaware of the power she has over me. God, if we didn't have to leave, I would've shown her what she does to me. "I'm not going to apologize, my love. You make me want to give you the world, yet corrupt that innocent aura you have. Let's go, darling, we are going to be late." I take her hand and guide her to the passenger side of the door, opening it, allowing her to climb into the car. Walking to the drivers' side, I get in making sure she is buckled, before buckling myself. Once I see her buckled, I start the car, putting my hand on her thigh. When Emory Miller attracts Ansel Dubois' attention, things are destined to happen.

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