Page 23 of Love Under Siege

As we finished breakfast, Jacob’s eyes locked onto mine with a hunger that sent shivers down my spine. He grabbed my hand and pulled me forcefully towards his room, as if nothing else in the world mattered but this moment. Confused and breathless, I asked him what was going on, but before I could get an answer, his lips crashed against mine. The taste of him consumed me as our tongues tangled and his hands roamed over my body, igniting every nerve with electric sparks. I felt his arousal pressing against me, and it only fueled the fire burning between us. In a swift move, he lifted me effortlessly into his arms and carried me to the bed where he laid me down with urgency, his hands exploring every inch of my skin with a possessive need. And in that moment, there was nothing else but us, lost in each other’s embrace.

Jacob’s tongue explored my mouth with a hungry intensity as he deepened the kiss. His hands roamed over my skin, sending shivers down my spine. Heat emanated from his touch, scorching me from the inside out. My fingers dug into his shoulders as I tightened my grip on him, unable to get enough of his taste, his touch.

Our lips parted briefly for air before crashing together once more, our tongues tangling in an erotic dance that seemed to last an eternity. Jacob’s hands slid under my shirt, exploring the soft skin of my stomach before reaching up to cup my breasts through the thin fabric of my bra. His thumbs circled my nipples, eliciting moans from deep within me.

I arched my back, needing more of his touch as he continued to caress my body with a near-desperate fervor. My heart raced in anticipation as he broke away from my mouth for air once more. His chest rose and fell rapidly against mine as he panted heavily beside me. “Anya,” he murmured against my skin, causing goosebumps to rise on my flesh where his warm breath fanned across it.

His lips moved downward along myjawline until they reached the hollow of my neck, leaving soft kisses and gentle nips that made me squirm beneath him. A shiver ran through me as I felt him undressing me slowly; each button popping from its hole and sliding across the fabric of my shirt sent tingles down my spine.

My hands gripped his hair tightly, pulling him closer as I groaned into his mouth. I could feel the heat of his body against mine, and it was intoxicating. I wanted him more than ever before, and I knew that this was our last chance to be together before he left.

I couldn’t help but think about how much I would miss him when he was gone. Every moment we spent together felt like a precious treasure, and I didn’t want to let go of it. But as he touched me, I realized that our love was strong enough to weather any storm. He continues to roam over me with his hands, sending waves of pleasure all through my body.

Every fiber of my being is quivering with frantic longing as his hands trail lower, sending electric shocks through me. In a flash, he strips off my jeans and pulls them down, his lips crashing onto mine in a hungry kiss. My body arches involuntarily as he trails kisses down to my neck, then deftly lifts my shirt and bra to reveal my aching breasts. His mouth latches onto one nipple, nibbling and sucking until I’m gasping for air. “Jacob,” I moan helplessly as he pulls my panties aside and expertly flicks a finger over my sensitive clit. Waves of pleasure crash over me, but I try to stifle my cries by covering my mouth with my hand. With a wicked smirk, Jacob pushes a finger inside me and I suck in a sharp breath, overwhelmed by the intensity of sensations coursing through me.

His eyes never leave mine as he continues exploring every inch of my body, causing tremors deep within me. I grip onto his shoulders tightly, trying to hold onto the sensation of his skin beneath my fingers as he pleasures me. My heart racing, body trembling, and breaths erratic, I can feel myself getting closer to the edge. I know that if I let go, the orgasm will take me over like a tidal wave, leaving me breathless and weak in his arms.

“Jacob,” I whisper. “I want you inside me.”

With a devious grin, he pulls back slightly, and I feel the head of his erection pressing against me. I swallow hard, nerves jittering as I prepare myself for the pleasure that is about to come. Jacob enters me slowly, his patience and love evident in every small movement as he penetrates deeper into me.

“Oh, God,” I gasp, my muscles clenching around him, drawing him in deeper still. It feels like home, like safety, like everything I’ve ever longed for in one single moment of connection.

Jacob groans softly, his eyes locked on mine as he withdraws slightly and thrusts forward again. Each movement is deliberate and passionate, marking a rhythm that pulses through my entire body. I cling to him, our sweaty bodies tangled together in a dance of love and desire.

I can feel the start of his release building within him, and I want nothing more than to experience it with him. With a desperate cry, I urge him on, my body begging for the release that is so close yet still just beyond my grasp.

And then, it happens. The orgasm hits me like a freight train, shattering any doubts or fears that have plagued me for weeks now. Jacob’s breath hitches, and he thrusts hard into me, joining me in that moment of pure, unadulterated joy.

We collapse onto the bed, lungs heaving, hearts racing, skin slick with sweat. Our bodies still connected, heartbeats synced as we lay there, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking.

“I love you, Jacob,” I whisper, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart.

He pushes a strand of hair from my face, traces his fingers down the curve of my cheek. “And I love you, Anya. Now and always.

We lie there for what seems like an eternity, wrapped in each other’s arms, cherishing the warmth of his embrace. The weight of his body on top of mine feels comforting, grounding, a reminder that even amidst the chaos of our lives, we have each other.

As the intensity of the moment fades, reality starts to creep back into our minds. I gaze at him and know that this is it – our final moments together before he leaves for training. The thought brings a pang to my heart, but I push it aside and focus on the present. “You know, even though I’m leaving, I’ll still be with you,” Jacob whispers tenderly as his lips graze my forehead. “Yeah, I know. I’m just gonna miss you,” I reply, feeling a lump form in my throat.

Suddenly, we hear a knock on the door and Marissa’s voice calling out that it’s time to go. We reluctantly get up and start getting dressed. My chest tightens as the time draws closer. We hold hands as we walk towards the car, and he doesn’t let go during the entire 40-minute drive to the military processing center.

As we step out of the car, I can feel tears starting to form in my eyes, but I fight them back. Jacob goes inside, and I feel myself choking up. Marissa wraps her arm around me and rubs my arm in comfort. We wait anxiously as a bus pulls up and the harsh reality hits me like a punch to the gut. Jacob comes back out and leads us into the building where he will take his oath. As Jacob stands with the other recruits about to take the oath, I stand surrounded by Marissa and their mom holding onto my hands tightly. This is all going so fast and my heart is beating a million miles a minute. However, there’s a small sense of pride and admiration for Jacob as he embarks on his military service, but it can’t hide the overwhelming longing and sadness knowing that I won’t be able to touch or hold him for such a long time.

As the ceremony ends, we all step outside and the moment I’ve been dreading is upon me – I have to say goodbye. Tears start to fall as a storm of emotions rages inside me. Jacob reaches out and wipes them away with his thumb, then leans in to kiss me. “Jacob,” my voice cracks, “I don’t know if I can do this without you.” He leans down and places his head on mine. “You can, my love,” he whispers, “just remember what I told you – you are stronger than you realize. I love you Anya, and I promise to write as soon as I can.” With that, he lets go of me and boards the bus. Standing there with his family, tears streaming down my face, it feels like my world is crumbling. The bus departs 10 minutes later, taking a piece of me with it. Marissa puts her hand on my shoulder, signaling it’s time for us to leave too. My body moves on autopilot as we walk back to the car; I don’t say a single word during the entire ride, lost in my thoughts.

We arrive back at the farm and enter the house. Everywhere I look, there are reminders of Jacob – memories of our time together here, his scent lingering in the air, even his family members who have become so dear to me. It’s too much to bear. I can’t stay here anymore, it hurts too much. I snap out of my emotional haze and announce that I’m going back home. I expect everyone to try and convince me to stay but instead, all I see is understanding in their eyes. I bid them farewell and promise to keep in touch before leaving.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Jacob

“I, Jacob Sullivan, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to the regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.”

As I proudly declared my decision to join the military, a wave of excitement and nerves washed over me. It was something I had always dreamed of, but now that the moment had arrived, doubts began to surface.What if I couldn't make a difference? What if I wasn't strong enough for this path?

But then I looked at Anya's tearful smile and felt overwhelmed with emotion. I walk up to both my mom and Marissa and hug them, then I turn to Anya and lift her head by her chin. Tears are falling down her face, I lean down to gently kiss her and wipe away her tears. My heart aches seeing her cry and there isn’t anything could do to take away her pain.

“I don’t know if I can do this without you” she softly says and my chest tightens. She’s been through so much already and I want to be here to protect her. But I made a commitment and I am a man of my word. Then I put my hand on her cheek, “You can, my love, just remember what I told you - you are stronger than you realize. I love you Anya, and I promise to write as soon as I can” I say to reassure her and then I turn to walk toward the bus. It takes all of me not to turn around and pull her into my arms. I get on the bus and I do my best not to look out the window. But I fail miserably, I can’t help but stare at Anya. Even with tears down her face, she is by far the most beautiful and sexiest woman I have ever been with. The best part is that she chose me, despite her past, she decided to trust me and I will be forever grateful for that.

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