Chapter 24 – Rhett
It’s been two weeks since Jael and I spent the night together at my place, and we’ve spent almost every night since then on my back deck, gazing up at the stars overhead and catching up on our lives while making new memories together.
If you were to ask me how I would label these days, I’d say they’ve been the good ones. Because there’s no way in hell any of the days that I’ve lived in the past could rival these ones.
I built a screened-in patio to protect us from the inevitable mosquitoes that have shown up when the sun goes down in the late, North Carolina summer. The area that once featured a couch with a view of my soon-to-be natural pond pool now houses a mattress that I brought out from my spare bedroom.
It wasn’t getting any use in there anyhow and this way, I have a soft place to make love to her every night underneath the stars and serenaded by the croaking of the bull frogs.
I’ve never been one for big, romantic gestures or ambiance when it comes to sex, but being back with Jael has me making every effort to impress her.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been hoping like hell that she’ll stay when her contract ends, or maybe it’s because I want the memories to be so strong for her that she can’t forget me either.
Lately, I’ve spent my days at work distracted, thinking about how to make our evenings even better when she isn’t tied up at the hospital. Planning new ways to touch her, take her, and hear her moaning my name like she’s forgotten anything or anyone else exists outside of our little world.
But now it’s Monday morning again, and July is slipping away, dragging Jael’s planned departure closer with every passing day.
I’m not ready to let her go, not yet maybe not ever, and I don’t know what more I can do to convince her to stay.
It’s not the distance—Whitewood Creek is only a four-hour drive to Richmond.
I could make that work if it came to it.
What has me twisted in knots is the life waiting for her back in that city.
Her ex-fiancé, for starters, the same smug bastard I’d love nothing more than to knock out cold. And then there’s her job, the one that keeps her bouncing from city to city, dangling the kind of paycheck that makes her think it’s worth leaving this place behind. Leaving us behind.
Because she worked like hell for her degree and I’m proud of her for doing it. I’d never ask her to give it up for me but dammit if I don’t want to.
I lean back in my desk chair, staring blankly at the pile of paperwork in front of me. All I can think about is Jael—what we still need to talk about, what I’m so damn afraid to bring up. I’m lost in thought, trying to piece together a plan, when the door handle rattles.
And just like that, she’s there, stepping into my office like I somehow manifested her.
“Hey, Rhett,” she says, grinning as she swings a paper bag full of to-go food from Frank’s in her hand and looking like a goddamn dream.
She has one of those tiny dresses I’ve realized she likes wearing when she isn’t in her scrubs, her brown hair is in a messy ponytail, and she isn’t wearing a stitch of makeup on her pretty face. Just the way I’ve always loved her.
“I thought you might be hungry, so I figured I’d bring you lunch before I start my next three-night stretch of shifts.”
“Oh, I’m hungry alright, but I have something different in mind for lunch now that you’re here,” I say, standing up and kicking the door closed as I pick her up and sit her on the top of my desk.
She squeals while I yank at the hem of the dress and push it up and over her hips. The bags of food fall to the ground in a heap and my hands find her purple, lace panties, dragging them to the floor to join the food.
“Rhett! What about your assistant?” she whispers.
I groan, spreading my palm flat over the top of her pussy before cupping it. I love how small she looks in relation to my hands. I love how soft and smooth she’s always been compared to my rough.
“Don’t care. Need you. Now.”
I know I still need to work out what we need to talk about in my mind, but I’m a famished man, and eating Jael right now is my priority.
I lower my face and take a deep breath of her, enjoying the way she smells so uniquely her. My tongue darts out and spikes inside of her, getting my first taste of her for the day and I swear it’s like a drug.
Jael moans and gently lays back on the desk, stretching out into a starfish shape with her limbs open for me.
Her legs wrap around my shoulders easily and I’m convinced I’ll never look at this office the same way again.
I’ve never taken a woman in here before but fucking her might be the end of it for me.
Her hips raise, arching into my face as her hands weave into my hair, guiding me where she wants me.
“Show me how you like it, baby.”
I suck her swollen clit harder, alternating between flicking it with the tip of my tongue and lapping at it like the dog that I am for her. I pull back slightly before sliding two fingers inside of her just to watch her pussy stretch and clench around me.
“Yes, Rhett, just like that.”
“I can tell how much you needed me. You didn’t just come here for the food, did you?”
She rocks her head back and forth on the table and I smile before lowering my face again, licking her from one end to the other. My thumb gives attention to her clit while I suck it, causing her to moan even harder.
“You feel so good. Soak my face, baby, come all over my tongue.”
She leans up into a crunch, her eyes watching me now as I devour her clit and work my fingers inside of her tight walls and then she’s there, legs shaking, walls contracting all over me as she softly says my name.
“Fuck yeah,” I whisper, getting every last bit of her release out until she flops back on the desk heavily.
“Why are you so good at that?”
I chuckle. “We can blame it on that summer we were together and two horny teenagers.”
Her cheeks pink when she sits up again. “I swear that’s not why I came.”
“Just a perk, huh?”
She grins and I help her stand before guiding her into one of the chairs in front of my desk.
“What about you?” she asks, her eyes darting to my pants.
“Oh, I’m about to feed you my cock like it’s a pulled pork platter customized with baked beans on the side. Hope you brought your appetite.”
She laughs. “Way too cheesy. And that’s the weirdest analogy I’ve ever heard, but I like it.
” Then she falls to her knees with a smile and yanks on my zipper, pulling my jeans over my hips and down before pausing, looking down at my feet.
“I want you to keep the boots on,” she says, grinning up at me, green eyes wide with mischief.
I raise a brow. “I was planning on it, but now I’m intrigued. This something you've been fantasizing about?”
“It is,” she says, reaching into my boxers and pulling out my cock to pump it a few times.
“You’ve been wanting me to wear these boots and fuck you since I walked into your trailer, haven’t you?”
She nods, smiling shyly up at me as she opens her mouth to take me inward.
Who knew Jael had a thing for work boots? Hell, if I ever take them off again. Might get them even dirtier today just for her.
“Next time we shower together, I’m keeping them on.”
Her mouth moves downward on my length, soaking me, before coming back to the top and pausing. She looks up at me.
“That’s a bit extreme.”
I guide her head back down onto me. “Less talking, more sucking.”
She snorts and rolls her eyes before opening her throat to take me all the way to the back swallowing and squeezing me so fucking good.
“Good girl,” I say. “Spit on it. Get me nice and wet, baby.”
My head drops back in my chair as I enjoy the sensation of her firm sucks and soft licks. When she pulls back the next time she spits on me and then coats me with it in her palm, stroking me so good.
“Tell me what else you’ve fantasized about us doing,” I say as I rake my fingers through her hair and massage her scalp.
She pauses her sucking and looks up at me with a serious look across her face.
“Feeling you come inside of me raw. I got tested when I came to Whitewood Creek for this job, and I’m clean. I’ve been on birth control ever since I went away to college. I want you to get tested too so that I can know how it feels to have you completely.”
Fuck, if that doesn’t sound good.
I’ve never had unprotected sex before, and just the thought of doing it with Jael hits me like a fever—her hot, tight pussy gripping me in a way no one else ever has. It sounds like a dream I shouldn’t even be allowed to have.
With our history, I swore I’d never cross that line again. You get a woman pregnant once, even while using protection, and that sticks in the back of your mind every single time after.
The warning. The guilt of what I caused. The weight. Even if she wasn’t sure who the father was, I blamed myself.
And yet, staring at her now, feeling my body react like it’s got a will of its own, even that isn’t enough to stop me.
“How quickly can they turn those tests around? I’ll go after work.”
She laughs and then takes me down her throat again. My mind goes blank, forgetting what we were even talking about before she pulls off and goes to licking me on all sides, causing my balls to twitch.
“I think you can request same-day results,” she murmurs like the little vixen that she is.
My eyes close again as I think about my new plans for the rest of today: Get tested and then do nothing while I think about the ways that I’ll fuck Jael tonight.
“Well then, you better cancel that upcoming three-day shift because I don’t plan on letting you leave my house once I get those results.”