For years, I loved my classroom commander. Clarke had that quiet but cold persona. And in my heart, I knew he supported me unconditionally, because no matter what mistake I made, he wouldn’t punish me like the others. For a softie like me, I grew fond of that feeling, and soon the sparks flew. Clarke was my first slow-burn romance.
I got into a fight and found myself suspended for the remainder of the semester. Clarke was now at my doorstep to check on me.
We sat on my couch, and he rubbed my wounds. As I leaned in to kiss his full lips, he stopped me. Clarke explained how he was heartbroken and not ready to start anything serious with me.
A few weeks later, Clarke left for basic training, and we lost touch. One evening, I received a random direct message from who else? Clarke was in town for the weekend, and I made time to meet up with him. After a few drinks, he confessed his true feelings for me. “Why now? I’ve moved forward with life and am not sure how I feel, Clarke,” I explained.
He leaned in to kiss me, and all of my old feelings rushed back. Clarke obviously stepped up his workout routines since those early days. His big arms pulled me closer, and each French kiss packed a passionate punch. I felt his hunger and desperation as our slow-burn romance quietly unfolded under the stars. Clarke’s eager tongue circled inside my mouth as I felt a spark build even lower.
Whatever he held back from this naughty college girl had finally overflowed into my mouth and over my body. I was a little surprised, but did not stop him for a minute. He stepped into my hot jacuzzi, like I always dreamed. Finally, Clarke could see what had been wrapped up in that ugly green uniform all those years before. My black bra and panties hit the floor as I joined him, sitting under the flowing water.
“Is this just a hookup?” I whispered into his left ear. “I have real feelings for you, Clarke.” He told me that through basic training, he thought about me every day. Those lonely nights were filled with fantasies of this exact moment. I felt his hands climb up and down my back and cup my breasts while his kisses rained down on my neck and breasts.
I splashed him with water, giggling, and he devoured my breasts. My silly slapstick humor didn’t bother him at all. I sat in his lap, and he pulled me down on him. Inhaling and exhaling were exaggerated as I started to grind back and forth. Our slow-burn romance revved up to this amazingly fun moment.
“Clarke, why did you deprive me of this all those years ago?” I asked like the little bratty girl I was. “Because I never made you do push-ups,” he whispered into my ear. “What?” I asked, giggling. I felt his powerful thrusts, lifting me and grabbing my hips.
As he really drove deeply inside, I shouted his name. My head fell back as he kissed my neck down my collarbone. This was all I ever wanted, and he had me where he wanted me. I think Clarke wanted me to feel just how much he missed me. Complete with hickies all down my neck.
For a man who valued his freedom, he left a lot of sexy marks to show the world I am taken. The way Clarke moved his hips ended all doubts I had in my mind. Each motion reverberated his passion up my spine. Water flowed out of the tub as he spun me around. Then I grabbed the hot tub railing to catch my balance as he kissed down my back.
In a quick motion, he rolled my hips to open me up. Clarke worked his way back inside my body while grabbing the side of the tub. His grip tightened as I did a kegel. I felt his warm breath in my ear as I moaned loudly. Clarke did not hold back how much he missed me.
For our first time together, he made a conscious effort to please. Clarke carried my wet body over to the pool bench. I climbed on top of him and sat, swirling and rolling my body. His big hands grabbed my breasts and squeezed hard. I put his fingers in my mouth and sucked them. He then held my hips tight and pulled me down.
Sargent Clarke finished inside of me, right there in my backyard. “This is mine now,” he said, grabbing his cigarette and taking a drag. I realized Clarke had just finished inside of me. The slow-burn romance for those years became something entirely different. Monica loves telling bedtime stories, like her passionate sex dream.
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