Chapter 12
Word porn is fucking hot. -Reina
Reina
The next time I get a letter I make sure to take the proper precautions. I go out at dusk, when it’s not busy on the quad and I can sit without worries that will have any idea of my inappropriate thoughts. I still rip into that letter like it’s my last meal and I’m a starving woman. I can’t wait to read his words.
Dear Reina,
FUUUUCK. Okay, so I know I fired the first shot with the dirty talk, but you just launched a nuclear weapon. How the hell did you get so good at dirty talk? Scratch that. I don’t want to know (insert possessive growl).
Don’t worry too much about me, sweetheart. I’m staying safe. I’m going to come back to you in one piece so you can do all the things you talked about in your letter.
As far as what I want out of my Army career, I’m not sure. My goal in getting in was to have enough money to help Mom buy a house and to get my degree. I helped Mom buy a house a couple of years ago. I hope to use the GI bill to help me get a degree in computer programming after I get out. I’ve been thinking more and more about going into special ops, but it would mean being gone a lot and I’ve suddenly found more reasons to be stateside (Hint, hint, you). So, we’ll see.
You shouldn’t admire me too much. There were a lot of times I was resentful of all that responsibility. Sometimes, it truly sucked. But Sophie was so little and when she looked up at me with those big blue eyes…I knew I just had to do my best. I could still be a dick to her. She’ll tell you that anytime, I’m sure.
I’m not perfect, sweetheart, and I’m sure you’re not either. Although, I’ve yet to find fault with you. I suppose that’s the thing about getting to know each other though, isn’t it? You find out the good, the bad, and the ugly and see if the other person’s faults are more than you can take. I can’t imagine you doing anything crazy to me, but I know it’s very hard for you to trust me. I get that. All we can do is take this one step at a time. Even though I would truly like to skip all the steps and make you fall for me as hard as I’ve fallen for you.
If it’s okay, I would like to call you. I convinced my sister to give me your phone number under the ruse that I needed it in case I couldn’t reach her or Liam. The truth is, I just want to hear your voice. I probably won’t be able to talk long, but I may be trying to call you soon. So, if you could answer any strange numbers, I would appreciate it. If you don’t, I guess I will understand. I don’t think I can properly beg through letters, but I’ll just say please. Please, Reina?
As always, I’m…
Yours,
-Brian
P.S. The things I would like to do to you, princess. I dream about the taste of you. Because I know you would be sweet. Getting my mouth on that sweet pussy of yours and feeling your wetness coat my face…fuck. There could be almost nothing better except finally being inside of you. Thrusting in and out until I make both of us come so hard we see stars.
P.P.S. I’m no porn star, but I have girth. And that’s all I’m saying about that. (Insert blush here)
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I fold the letter up with shaky hands. Shit. He knows how to turn me on with these letters. If he ever gives up his Army career, he should look into writing smut.
Am I ready to take the next step and accept his phone call? Because that’s what it is, isn’t it? It’s another step, and the start of something new. Because I have a feeling once I hear his deep voice again, I won’t be able to go back. I’ll fall a little deeper.
Two days later when my cell phone rings late at night, I answer on instinct. I had already decided I wanted to hear his voice again no matter what. When his husky tone hits my ear, I’m already grinning.
And that’s how the next phase begins…