In the heart of military discipline and the rigid structure of basic training, a captivating tale unfolds. "Soulja" explores the unexpected romance between Drill Sergeant Zackary, a disciplined instructor with a commanding presence, and India, a determined recruit seeking purpose in the regimented world of the military.
As the recruits navigate the challenges of training, Zack's and India's paths intersect in shared glances, and unspoken connections. Amid the grueling exercises and disciplined routines, an undeniable chemistry emerges, challenging the boundaries set by laws and military life.
Their love story weaves through the obstacles of secrecy, the rigors of basic training, and the magnetic pull that draws them closer.
"Soulja" is a narrative of unexpected connections, where the clash between duty and desire creates a infusion of emotions, transforming the barracks into a foundation for a love that defies the conventional laws of military life.
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"Strong back, Zackary." I teased, letting a smile break across my lips as I stepped closer.
He turned, the water now running down his broad shoulders.
"Yes, tight pussy India?"
It all started with a Don and a college girl.
Mysterious actions always takes place or should I say coincidence?
"Cut out them dutty style deh yuh hear. You nuh know 'No?'' I say to him.
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I pulled the door seeing him in his towel tucked around his waist.
My eyes trails down to his perfectly shaped V line. A lil smile formed on my face.
Riah? Riah! Bout innocent look at you.
He walk over to me and lifted my chin causing me to stare right in his eyes as our eyes went back and forth.
"You like wha yuh see?" He ask teasingly.
I nodded.
Riah?!
Shi why mi just nod? "No- ye- shi never mind" I say frustratingly as I look down.
He lifted my chin once again. This time I didn't look in his eyes I look down his V line.
He chuckled. He lifted me and place me on the counter, he then took the clothes out of my hands and place it next to me.
He held the back of my head and leaned me in for a kiss. He sucks my bottom lip gently and slowly as I let out the softest moan ever.
What is this feeling.
Love
So fast?
Your new to love
No it's not love I can't fall for him so quickly.
His hands went under my saree as he rubs my legs. I pulled away, "let me change first?"
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This story is written in Standard English and Jamaican creole also known as Patois/Patwa.
I don't own the right to any of the photos used in this story. They all came from pinterest and Google.
It's an enjoyable story. Must read!