~*13*~
EPOV
My heart was racing now, no doubt about that. She'd seen to it.
The girl who I'd watched mature into a woman, and desired from afar, now knelt before me, partially dressed, and offering herself. What she was offering was pretty damn clear: my fantasy.
But I couldn't take it.
I was her superior, elder, fill-in brother — take your pick — they were all positions I'd be abusing if I accepted.
God, did I want her, though.
Honor was the better part of valor, and I dropped my own pack before marching over to her shirt, grabbing it and thrusting it at her. "Cover up, Bella," I seethed at her.
"Don't call me that."
Huh? "Excuse me, call you what?"
"Bella. Everyone calls me Bella, but you, you always make me feel special with Isabella."
She was going to drive me to madness. "Get up and put your clothes back on, Private." I opted to pull rank, hoping it would be the most effective.
"No."
Dumbfounded, I stared at her. She shifted her hands behind her back, and a moment later, her bra fell forward, revealing firm tits with lush, cherry-red nipples.
"Isabella, this is your last warning. Get your fucking clothes on. Now."
"No. Sir."
A growl rumbled from my chest, instinct taking over. The girl had no sense of self-preservation, and I was tired of fighting. I grabbed her auburn braid and yanked her to her feet, then led her to a fallen tree at the edge of the clearing.
She moaned.
Pulling her against my body, I wrapped an arm around her, coming up from below so that my forearm nestled between her tits and my palm pressed neatly against her throat. I used my free hand to work the buttons on her ACU pants open, then roughly tugged them down.
Why was I not surprised that she wasn't wearing panties?
My hand moved from the waist of her pants to cup her pussy. It pleased me to find she wasn't bare, but neatly trimmed. A smooth pussy would've reminded me that she had always been just a kid to me, and I didn't need that kind of mindfuck at this minute.
Applying firm pressure against her mons, I let my other hand slip from her throat, downward.
Ever so slowly, I gathered a taut globe into my palm while increasing the force of my lower hand.
Isabella whimpered, then let out a contented sigh.
Thrusting her forcefully from my body, she fell forward over the log. I leered at her beautiful ass on display for me, and before I'd realized I'd done it, my palm had ignited with a hot fire. The crack of my hand on her ass slowly faded from my ears. Powerful.
"Is this what you want, Isabella?" I smacked her again, my dick hardening at the feel of her flesh undulating under my open palm.
"Yes, Sir. Thank you." Her voice was heady, making my head fog over with lust.
Tugging on her ponytail once more, I made her look at me. Isabella's eyes were glazed over, her cheeks flushed, and her mouth parted just enough for her harsh breaths to escape while I kept her locked in my stare and tanned her ass.