Free PRIVATE: A Military Romance Novel (Military Men Book 2) by Leila Haven Page B

whole thing was just part of his plan? The way he’d left so quickly spoke volumes.
    I felt used and embarrassed. How I was going to be able to look Simon in the eyes again was beyond me. He’d always think of me as the slut who made out with her boss. That definitely wasn’t what I wanted for my career or reputation.
    A few other women were in the dorm when I arrived. A couple were sleeping while the others were reading a book or writing notes. I really wanted to vent about what just happened, get a second opinion, but I didn’t know them very well. I certainly didn’t know them well enough to talk about my sex life.
    Or, almost-sex life.
    The worst thing was that I was still completely turned on. My nipples burned for Rafter’s tongue to swirl around them, my pussy was wet and wanting, and my lips were still swollen from the workout.
    Rafter had left me cold, yet burning hot at the same time. Being so horny and left to hang was like torture. It was like watching a movie without getting to see the climactic ending.
    I wanted to scream with frustration but there was nowhere to be completely alone here. It was communal living at its worst, determined to keep us from doing anything without a dozen people knowing about it.
    If I was at home I would have taken care of the situation myself. A few pulses from my vibrator and the orgasm would tear through me like there was no tomorrow. Here, I didn’t want to get caught rubbing one out by myself. I would never be able to look at anyone again.
    I laid down on my bunk and closed my eyes, trying to calm down and process what happened. Yes, I had made out with Rafter. Yes, we had been caught by someone who could report our conduct. And yes, I was as horny as hell.
    Images of Rafter naked infiltrated my mind. While I hadn’t seen what his uniform was hiding, I could picture his hard, rippled body underneath. He would be fit and toned, not an ounce of fat on him.
    He would be strong too. I’d seen him lift equipment twice the weight of me. It wasn’t too much of a stretch to picture him throwing me over his shoulder and then having his way with me.
    It was dreams like that which made my pussy pulse with sweet anticipation. If only I could switch it off, maybe then I could calm down.
    Trying to think of anything else was nearly impossible. I needed to know what Rafter was thinking, I needed him to tell me what had happened in the rec room. And if he was using me, I wanted to tell him exactly what I thought about him.
    Over an hour had passed since he’d run away from me so I wasn’t sure where I would find Rafter. I tried the mess hall first but it only contained a few tired soldiers and he wasn’t one of them.
    I had to pass by the rec room on the way to his dorm block. It was still empty, nobody choosing to watch the grainy television with spotty sound. The dents from our weight were still imprinted on the cushions, a telltale heart betraying our secret.
    Going into the men’s dorms was not exactly pleasant. The unmistakable stench of sweat and general man smell was everywhere. Normally it wouldn’t have worried me, but with my heightened state of arousal it only made my problem worse.
    Rafter was talking to Watson when I knocked on the door. They both spun around to face me, serious expressions making them frown.
    “Can I talk to you for a moment, corporal?” I asked formally. I didn’t think he would be one to gossip about our hot and heavy session with his friends. Watson was cool, as far as I’d seen, but neither of them were the chatty kind.
    They exchanged a glance before Watson made a move. “I’ll catch you later,” he said to both of us with a sweeping glance of the room.
    A few men were still resting in their bunks so we still couldn’t speak freely. Rafter crossed the room before speaking to me. “Not here, follow me.”
    He liked giving orders and my body responded to him. If he had tried to take me right there in the corridor, I would have let him.