Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... strong arms, that had moved to her waist, held her up, as her heart fluttered in her chest.

“Oh, Tom... I know you love me. And you know I love you. If only you didn’t have to go away...” Lee began but once more choked on the emotions that boiled furiously in her heart and mind.

“I know. We’ll just have to keep telling ourselves that it’s only for a while. I’ll do my stint and then come home, come back to you, and our baby. Maybe after basic, I can have you come live wherever I’m stationed? It won’t be ideal, like living here on the farm, but we can be together at least. I would much rather that happen than be away from you the whole time. Could you do that?” Tom asked as he hugged Lee close to him and rocked her gently in his arms as they still stood on the back porch.

“Tom, I will follow you anywhere you go, if they let me. We will be a family no matter where that is.” Lee proclaimed staunchly, squeezing Tom about the waist.

“And we will be together...” Tom added with a sigh then leaned apart to look down into her face and smiled reassuringly.

Lee smiled back at him, the love in her eyes with a glimmer of hope. She stood on her tip toes and kissed him softly, closing her eyes as their lips engaged. It might have been a few minutes, it might have been an hour, but at some point, the kissing stopped and Tom picked Lee up and carried her back into the house.

Into the house and kicked the door shut behind him causing Lee to giggle, even as he carried her on ...

... to the bedroom. Their last night together was going to be a long one, and a very special one indeed. There was no rush, but there was an urgency that both felt. Perhaps it was the feeling that time was growing short.

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Dawn broke the next morning to the sound of distant thunder. The air was heavy with the scent of rain and the gusting wind was uncertain in direction and consistency. It was a foreboding, gloomy morning. Lovers clung to one another and took comfort in their closeness. It was as if time and nature were turning the page, or perhaps closing one book and opening another altogether.

Lee sniffed quietly as she clung to Tom, her head on his chest, her silent tears running onto his skin. Tom held her tight and stroked her head gently as he was too choked up to even speak at the moment. So, they just held one another as the thunder rolled in the distance.

In another bed, in town, Deeny and Yvonne lay face to face, forehead to forehead, sharing their breath and soft gentle kisses. Each touching and caressing the other as if still disbelieving that this was real. Their hearts swelled with joy to be here, together... as one, forever.

Across town, the old brass bed in Sheriff Gerald Potter’s run-down little house he rented, was almost too small for both himself and Annie. To them, however, it could have been a sleeping bag for all they cared. They were together and that was what was important. The distant thunder had awakened both of them before the ...