Free My Special Forces Boyfriend Trilogy by Tiffany Madison Page A

around the room, eventually bringing his gaze to me. I watched as his eyes slowly began to fill with tears, the weight of his reality finally kicking in.
    “This moment, right now,” he said. “This moment reminds of one between us ten years ago. It was right before I left to go to boot camp, before I knew that it would be years before I’d be home again.”
    I nodded my head, emotion beginning to swell up inside of me.
    “I remember that moment quite clearly,” I said. “I didn’t want you to go.”
    Alex sat on his old bed and motioned for me to come sit next to him.
    “I was so nervous,” he continued. “I didn’t want to go either. But I thought that I had to, in order to show you that I could be man enough to take care of us if we ever had a family. But once I got involved in Special Forces, it took over everything that I cared about. I became a new version of myself; one who only cared about the missions that were given to me by my superiors.”
    As he spoke, he placed his hand on my lower back, moving it up and down my shirt. His touch felt amazing, immediately soothing the emotions inside of me.
    “Alex, there are some things that I haven’t told you yet,” I said. “I made a promise to you that I would wait for you no matter what... But I didn’t wait.”
    I reached into my pocket and pulled out my wedding ring, holding it in the air.
    “I’m married, Alex,” I said.
    Then I took a deep breath, looking him over. His blue eyes shined brightly in the daylight that was pouring in the window, just like they had 10 years before in the very same room.
    “Why didn’t you tell me before?” he asked.
    I put the ring back in my pocket and placed my hand around his waist, leaning my head against his muscular shoulder.
    “I didn’t want to hurt you,” I said. “And I didn’t want to lose you. It was selfish and unfair for me not to tell you, though, and I’m sorry.”
    Alex stood up from the bed on his good foot. I thought he was angry at first, and I would have understood if he was. So I was surprised when he turned around to face me. He then leaned forward, placing his hands on the topside of my thighs. His face was just inches from my own as he spoke.
    “Do you love him?” he asked.
    I didn’t have a good answer, so I stayed silent.
    “The fact that you don’t have an answer tells me everything I need to know,” he said.
    Our eyes met and immediately, I felt like I was being sucked into his sexual trance once again, the same one that I had succumbed to several times before and that I had no control over whatsoever.
    Before I could utter a sound, Alex leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine. Immediately, a tingle shot through my body and I moaned softly out of surprise. I didn’t skip a beat, though, despite the fact that I knew it was wrong. I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue inside. Then I brought my hands to his face, feeling his thick beard underneath my fingers.
    Alex...how do you do this to me every time?
    As we kissed, Alex brought one of his hands to my stomach, gently pressing forward, causing me to relax back onto the bed. Then he crawled on top of me, his muscular body making me feel tiny in comparison. I moved my hands to the bottom of his t-shirt, pulling it up just enough so that I could touch his muscular abs. As my fingers moved up and down his stomach, Alex began to grind his crotch against mine. Immediately, I noticed a bulge that was beginning to grow underneath his jeans.
    I slowly pulled my face away from his and looked him in the eyes.
    “You do realize that this is all I wanted all those years ago, right?” I asked. “I wanted you, just like this, in this very room.”
    Alex smirked and responded, “Well, I guess I was a little late. But better late than never, right?”
    I giggled and rolled my eyes. Alex brought his face to my neck and began to tease me with his lips, kissing the skin from my ear to my shoulder. I breathed in quickly, as I began to