To Love a Marine

Scott hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Imani. The time was almost here for him to claim her and he couldn’t wait. She was almost out of the Marines and then she was his for taking. He didn’t really think she’d resist him. He’d seen the looks she gave him when she didn’t think he was looking. He’d seen her nipples pebble when they had their one on one conversations when no one else was around.

Scott tried not to show too much interest in her when they came into contact at the office. While he knew she was attracted to him, he also knew she had her doubts about him. She didn’t know that he hadn’t been able to date anyone else for any length of time after he’d first laid eyes on her. There had been several chances for him to do so and Dave had tried to set him up on blind dates more times than he cared to count. They never seemed to work out though. He knew he was ruined for anyone other than Imani.

He didn’t know how much longer he could wait. He thought about her all the time and he was becoming quite desperate. He was now making excuses to stop by her desk and talk with her almost every day. She had no idea how difficult it was to schedule his visits to her office just so he could spend some time with her.

He knew he had it bad, but he hoped she would put him out of his misery soon. He paused to think about the upcoming week. She told him that she would be checking out all week and he knew that he wouldn’t be able to see her again for six weeks after that. He didn’t know how he was going to hold on any longer, he wanted her so much right now that it hurt. His cock stood up at attention whenever he was around her and smelled her engaging and addictive scent.

He knew he was going to ask her to dance tonight at the wedding reception, but knew he would have to be careful since a shitload of officer and enlisted Marines would be there as well. He didn’t want any water cooler talk about Imani when she was on her way out, but he knew he would have her in his arms before the night was over.

His friend Dave nudged him as they were sitting in the church pews waiting for the ceremony to start.

“Is that who I think it is? Isn’t that Sgt. Johnson walking this way?”

As Scott turned his head, he saw a vision of beauty and perfection walking into the church. Then he got pissed. What the hell was she doing wearing a dress that fit her body like that. Didn’t she know that she was showing off what belonged to him? Right then and there Scott made up his mind. He wasn’t letting her leave the wedding reception without him. He was staking his claim and she’d better damn deal with it.