Note: This is a continuation of the story "Hannah's Hero Pt.1." See the earlier chapter for warnings about the content since they apply to this chapter as well.
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I stopped in the hall outside of Jennifer's door and listened for a second before slowly opening it. She was lying on top of her covers, still fully dressed. She watched me with red, puffy eyes as I entered and sat next to her on the bed. After a moment I lay down next to my friend and wrapped my arms around her.
"I'm okay," she whispered to me.
"I know, Jen," I said softly. "I just had to be sure."
"I like your new nightgown," she teased lightly, pinching the camouflage ACU jacket I swiped from Chris.
"Thanks!" I said, smiling. "I'm going to call us in for the next couple days so we can be with Chris. Nurse-zilla (that was our private nickname for Judy Hoskins, the head nurse at Community Hospital where Jennifer and I are nurses) will understand. Her husband fought in the first Gulf War."
"He died in the first Gulf War," Jennifer said, very softly. Since I wasn't meant to hear that, I ignored it.
"I have something else to tell you," I said in a deliberately lighter tone. "He doesn't know it yet, but your brother and I are getting married the day after tomorrow."
"What do you mean, 'he doesn't know it?!'" she demanded.
"Well," I said, "He knows we're getting married, he just doesn't know we're going to do it so quickly."
Jennifer was astounded at this little announcement, but after a second she squeezed me tighter than ever. "My god, Hannah, that's wonderful!" I smiled back at her and kissed her tear-stained cheek.
"Get some sleep, ok? We're going to be busy tomorrow."
I walked quickly back to my room and slipped inside. Chris was waiting for me as promised, grinning like the Cheshire cat in the dim light. I took off his ACU top and draped it over the chair, being sure to bend over while I did it. When I turned around it was obvious my fiancé enjoyed the view. Next I got my cell phone from its charging cradle and made a quick call to Nurse-zilla. (As I predicted, she did understand.)
Afterwards, Chris lifted the comforter and I slid into bed next him. His powerful arms swept me in close, and I rested my head into the crook of his shoulder. The warmth of his skin, the fresh smell of the body wash and shampoo, and the smooth softness of the sheets against my skin lulled me into a deep sleep.
That morning I woke at my usual 5:30am out of long habit. I started to get out of bed when I realized I was naked, and that I wasn't alone. Then the events of last night came rushing back to me. I stretched under the covers and snuggled back down next to Chris. He had rolled over to face me during the night, and I took the chance to play with the light brown hairs on his chest.
A few seconds of that was enough to wake my soon-to-be husband. He smiled sleepily at me and kissed my forehead. "Good morning, soldier boy," I said in a cheesy accent. "You give me five dollar me love you long time!"
"Ok, so then what do I get for ten dollars?" he asked, brushing my nipples with his fingers.
"Anything you want."
"Anything?"
"Anything!" I laughed as his fingers tweaked my nipples and moved down to my belly. I moaned as they pushed through my neatly-trimmed bush to the lips of my pussy. I could already feel myself starting to get wet.
Chris pushed the covers off of us and slid down my body. I spread my legs eagerly, waiting for his skilled tongue. He kissed a hot, wet trail over and between my breasts, paying attention to each hard little nipple. Next his mouth journeyed its way down my smooth belly, tickling my navel with his tongue. I moaned loudly as his lips kissed my lower set of lips, and his hot wet tongue pushed between them.
I shivered in ecstasy as he licked my clit, then growled in frustration as his mouth moved to kiss my inner thigh. There was laughter in his eyes as he teased me. He kissed down one leg, then the other, licking me behind each knee, lightly biting each ankle. When he suddenly moved back to my waiting pussy I gasped. He attacked me with every ounce of skill he had. He nibbled lightly on my pussy lips before darting his tongue inside me. Then, he pushed the flat of his tongue hard over the hood of my clit, applying as much pressure as he could. The intense feeling had me gasping and clutching the sheets hard.
Chris finally used the tip of his tongue and flicked my clit back and forth, over and over, in a steady rhythm. I could feel my orgasm speeding towards me like a freight train, and I moaned. Chris held me by the hips, keeping his mouth locked on me as I bucked wildly. When I came, it was like someone was setting off fireworks behind my eyelids. I was really loud, but neither of us cared right then.
My breasts were heaving as I tried to catch my breath. He moved up my body to lie beside me. After a second or two to rest it was his turn. I was too on fire to tease him much. As soon as I caught my breath I was on him, kissing him and tasting myself on his lips and tongue. I took his cock in my hand, stroking him lightly. It was his turn to gasp as I squeezed his balls. I didn't want to wait anymore, so I slid down and took him in my mouth. He moaned and worked his fingers through my hair as I sucked his cock. I bobbed my head up and down. I enjoyed pleasuring Chris with my mouth and I was really getting into it. I pulled off of him and swirled my tongue around the head of his cock before plunging back down again. I started humming as soon as I had as much of him in my mouth as I could. He gasped and then started to growl low in his throat.
"Hannah, oh, I'm gonna cum," he said. I could tell he was fighting to hold back. I pulled off of him, stroking him with my hand as I said, "Cum for me baby! Cum in my mouth!"
"Ooohhh," he moaned. I took him back in my mouth and started sucking as hard as I dared. I moved up and down on his cock, concentrating on keeping good hard suction on the upstroke and swirling my tongue around the shaft on the downstroke. He couldn't take that for long. Within a minute he was grabbing the sheets as hard as I had earlier, and cumming in my willing mouth. I felt the hot salty spurts as they jetted across my tongue and sighed in pleasure. When they finally stopped, I carefully lifted off his cock and sat up. I waited to be sure his eyes were on me. Then, while he watched I swallowed the hot mouthful of semen, making sure he could see my throat muscles working.
The look on his face was a wonderful mixture of awe, love, and pure lust. I loved to do that for him because he enjoyed it so much; it made him want me even more. But, even a young man like Chris needed a few minutes to recover after cumming like that. I moved back up to lie beside him, my hand caressing him just above the line where his pubic hair began. I leaned into him and we kissed, each of us tasting the other in our mouths. He pulled me closer to him and I rubbed my hard-nippled breasts against his chest.
