Zach (A College Bad Boy Romance)

By: Jane S. White



She began to pull her shirt off, and he helped her to lift it over her head, immediately taking one of her breasts into his mouth. She cried out softly as the pleasure overtook her and he pushed himself gently between her legs. She was wearing jeans and he helped her to unbutton them as he licked and sucked her sensitive nipple, making her squirm against his body until his hands were quivering with anticipation. He finally slipped her pants off of her, looking at her to make sure it was all right with her. She gave a small nod and a smile, gripping him by his waist and pressing the wet mound of her pussy against his throbbing erection.

He hissed in pleasure and slipped out of his pajama pants, easing the head of his cock against her clit. She was shuddering at his every touch, and moaned in pleasure as he played with her little button until she was nearly begging him to go inside of her.

He grinned and obliged, pushing hard and deep, prying her body open so that he could plunge the whole of himself inside of her. She cried out, gripping his broad shoulder tightly in her long fingers, and she could feel every curve of his member as he ripped into her, not showing any sign of slowing down. She gripped him, her mouth finding his in a passionate fury as he pounded into her.

“Fuck,” she whispered. He quickened his pace as her body tensed up, knowing that she was near her climax. She closed her eyes and shuddered beneath him, squeezing every inch of his cock as her flood of pleasure pooled around him. He moaned and rammed hard into her as she came, letting the contractions of her pussy milk him into the best orgasm he had ever experienced in his life. He pulled out as his dick shuddered, erupting powerfully against her thigh.

They lay in his bed together, panting and kissing. Suddenly, Alani sniffled and Brad looked up at her, alarmed.

“What’s the matter?” he asked.

“This can’t last,” she whispered.

“Why not? Of course it can. I’m so into you.“

He kissed her hands and looked sincerely into her eyes.

“I…I’m into you too. But they’re sending me to Iraq. I leave next week.”

The words fell on Brad like a bomb and he clutched her tightly to his naked body. She shuddered against him, tears pooling onto his chest. He was going to lose her, right when they had just found each other. Life wasn’t fair.





Chapter 17


Brad choked back tears as he watched Alani’s plane depart. His father was coming to retrieve him in a few hours, and he stared out into the distance, perplexed and nauseated. Iraq. It was dangerous there. How in the world could they have sent such a beautiful, valuable woman to such a terrible place?

“Dad!” he exclaimed as soon as he saw his father.

“Bradley,” his father said with a nod, walking toward his son. “How are you, son?”

“I’m…I need to go to Iraq. I want to fight.”

His father was startled by this and paused.

“That’s out of the question.”

“What?! But dad…”

“No. You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into. You are in no position to go into such a dangerous territory. You’ve fucked off as often as possible since your service began. How could I trust that I would get my only son back alive?”

“Then help me train, dad,” Brad said, his voice even and serious. “I need to do this.”

“I don’t understand your change of heart son,” his father said, eyeing him slowly. “Give me some time to think about it.”

“But dad –“

“I’m serious! I can’t just throw away my only boy because you have a sudden passionate whim. I have seen nothing but irresponsible immaturity from you since day one. If I see that Sergeant Iona has made a man of you, then maybe I’ll consider it.”

“You have no idea,” Brad mumbled, following his dad to the plane, where they spent the rest of the ride in silence as they headed back to the base in Germany.

***

Brad was on his best behavior for the next month. His father noticed a remarkable improvement, and sent him in for testing to make sure he had grasped the technical concepts that Technical Sergeant Alani Iona had been trying to teach him. He was surprised to find that his boy received higher than average marks, particularly on the essay portions of the test.

“Bradley, get in here,” he called to his son, who was lingering outside his office door, eating lunch.

“What’s up, pop?” he asked, chewing a sandwich.

“According to this, you know what you’re doing. Is that right?”

“I would hope so,” he grumbled.

“I want you to report for training. Now.”

Brad lowered his sandwich.

“Sir, yes, sir!” he said, straightening his posture almost instantly. Did this mean his father was going to let him work with a real unit? Alani’s unit?

Over the next three weeks, Brad worked his heart out, day and night, to prepare himself to realize his full potential as a pilot. He blew all the other men out of the water, his skills being so phenomenal that they attracted attention from the highest of the higher ups. His father had never been more proud of him, and finally summoned him back into his office.

“There’s somewhere we could really use skills like yours, son,” he told his boy, standing up and patting him on the shoulder. “Now, I may be wrong, but something tells me this has something to do with a certain Technical Sergeant Alani Iona, does it not?”

“Well,” Brad said, shifting uncomfortably. He didn’t know what his father might say.

“You’d best be honest with me. Because if it does, I can help see to it that you two are stationed together in Iraq. I think you would make a hell of a team.”

Brad’s mouth dropped and he grinned at his father, lunging toward him to scoop him up in a very unorthodox hug.

“Are you serious?” he whispered, squeezing his dad.

“I’m serious son. You’ve earned it. Now let me go.”

And with that, Brad found himself packed up and headed for Iraq.

Epilogue

“Bradley!” Alani exclaimed. He laughed.

“I’ve never seen you look so surprised before!” he said.

“I’ve never been so surprised before,” she whispered, rushing toward him and letting him scoop her up in his arms.

“You know we can’t be very open about our…”

“Oh, that’s cool. My dad knows. Are you all right? How have things been here?”

“Things have been all right. The base is pretty safe. But we could use a man like you out there. I can’t believe your father let you come. You must have really done something to impress him.”

“I did,” Brad said, and told her all about his intensive training.

“I can’t believe it,” she whispered, hugging him again.

“All right, break it up,” the leader of the pack said. “Who are you?”

“I’m Airman First Class Bradley Wilson,” he said, straightening up with a salute.

“Welcome aboard,” he replied, leaving the two of them be.

“You got promoted?!” Alani exclaimed in surprise.

“Yeah,” he said proudly. “And pretty soon you’ll see why.”



***



Over the course of the next few months, Alani and Brad worked side by side. They quickly became known as the dream team. Their strengths and weaknesses perfectly complemented each other, and when one of them was in trouble, the other was there to help immediately. Brad took his role as protector of Alani seriously, and stayed with her through thick and thin. No matter how difficult their situation, they always knew they could rely on the fact that they had each other.

Air Chief Marshal Wilson was incredibly proud of his son, and organized an exquisite wedding for them during a brief respite from Iraq. They chose to marry in Hawaii, on the same cliff face where Alani had originally taken Brad as thanks for helping to keep her safe from Tyler. Tyler had been dishonorably discharged immediately upon investigation, and put in jail for many other accounts of domestic battery that had arisen after the courageous accusations against him inspired others to speak up and tell their stories.

Alani and Brad were able to follow each other throughout their careers, never holding one another back. Instead, they helped to push each other forward and never left the other to explore any dark corner alone.





THE END

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