Chapter 50
Fifty
Jaclyn
Present
I’ve been watching Jaclyn sitting on the floor, looking at a box of God knows what, for a good five minutes.
She hasn’t noticed me since I leaned on her door frame and started watching her. Junior is dead asleep. Didn’t move an inch when I laid him in his bed.
He’s a heavy sleeper like me, that's for sure. Jaclyn told me one time in bed, when we were in Italy, that Junior has a lot of my characteristics. He doesn’t just look like me but he also acts like me a lot. Since I’ve met him, I’ve noticed how he is the perfect mix of me and Jaclyn.
He does have her cheeks, thank God. I’m working on getting Jaclyn’s cheeks back since her face slimmed down from doing God knows what. He has my drive and confidence. He won’t ever take no for an answer. He does this nose scrunch thing that Jaclyn always did in college, still kind of does now, when he grimaces or when he’s thinking really hard about something.
He also picked up on some of her habits. Like in his room he has a pile of clothes on the floor that he just throws when changing into his pajamas. He loves water like his mom. He doesn’t like soda or any other flavored drinks, thank God. He does like juice but only apple juice, orange juice, and Capri Sun since that’s always in the fridge.
There are so many more things that I’ve noticed about Junior and I only hope to learn more.
I walk inside Jaclyn’s room and she turns her head when she hears my footsteps. “Junior stayed?”
I sit on her bed while she stays seated on the floor in front of the bed, with the box in front of her. “Yea,” I say quietly before looking down at the box. “What’s that?”
Jaclyn hands me the box instead of telling me.
There are petals from flowers that look familiar, small notes, tickets to some stuff, and a tiara necklace that I never got back.
These flowers are ones I gave Jaclyn just because.
The notes are just small notes I gave her. Some of them were notes I would give her in class to make her blush.
You look so pretty after taking my dick like a good girl this morning.
I can see you squirming in your seat. Are you wet, princess?
God, look at how pretty and perfect you are? Did you wear that dress today for me princess? Just wait until I get you in the car.
Jaclyn loved my dirty mouth in college and I know she still likes it now too.
I wrote her other notes too, not just dirty ones. I left her notes on her bed with a dress and told her to get ready for a date.
I always loved leaving her notes because they made her smile.
And then the last thing in the box that really grabbed my attention was the tiara necklace.
I still can’t believe she kept it after all these years.
She never gave it back so I thought she just got rid of it. She only ever gave back my clothes, nothing else.
“You kept all this?” I ask Jaclyn, looking down at her.
She’s staring up at me with worry in her eyes like she's scared of my reaction to seeing all this. “Yea. I don’t know why I did. It was probably stupid now that I-”
I shut her up by leaning down and placing my lips on hers.
Goddamn.
Her body goes limp and I get down to her level on her floor and hold her face in my hand. I rest my other on the floor behind her as we slowly lower ourselves to the floor.
This kiss, just like every other kiss, I feel it all the way down to my toes. Jaclyn’s kisses were always the ones that would ruin me but not in a bad way.
The only person I wanted to be ruined by was her.
“Hayden,” she rasps against my mouth and I can’t help but kiss her all over again. I lower my hand from her face down to feel her body melt against mine.
She molds perfectly against me and I never want to stop touching her. My tongue slides between her lips and I savor the taste of her in my mouth.
I swear my eyes roll to the back of my head as I feel her tongue glide against mine. I slide my hand down to where the top of her shorts begin.
Jaclyn shivers against me as I slip my hand beneath the thin cloth material. Jaclyn feels nice and hot down here even though her body is covered in goosebumps as if she’s cold. “How bad do you want me, baby?” I ask against her lips.
Our lips are touching but we stop kissing, now we’re just breathing each other in. Jaclyn’s hips reach up for my hand but I pull my hand back so it won’t touch her.
Not yet.
“Hayden, please?”
I move my lips away from her and start kissing towards her neck. “Tell me, princess,” I whisper against her neck, giving her soft and sensual kisses. “Tell me how bad, princess.” I start trailing my kisses down her neck to where her nipples are poking through her thin tank top.
“Oh my God,” Jaclyn whispers, moving her head to the side and closing her eyes shut. I bite her nipple through the tank top and she arches her back and presses her breasts against me.
“You really did miss me, huh? No one knows your body better than I do.” I nip her nipple. “Tell me what you want me to do. Tell me how bad you want me to make this pussy mine all over again.”
“Touch me, Hayden. Please, I-I can’t. I need you,” she begs as I finally spread her lips and press my thumb on her clit. “Oh,” she moans, each time I rub her clit. Her hips rock against my hand. She was so ready and desperate to come, for me to give her an orgasm.
I thrust one finger inside her and she sucks in a breath, her face filled with pure ecstasy. Jaclyn is soaked and I easily slide in another finger, going so deep past the knuckles. I use my other hand to cover her mouth as I take her nipple in my mouth again. I bite her nipple making her squirm and moan in my hand.
“Oh God, Hayden,” she mumbles against my hand as I play around with her g-spot, going deeper and forcing my fingers even farther just so I can bring her to where I need her.
She is still the same girl from college. I still know how to show her the world and even the stars. Playing with her body always used to be my favorite pastime in college.
I realize I should never take Jaclyn for granted ever again.
Because I could one day lose her and never get her back.
I lean up to her lips and take my hand off her. I press my lips against hers and say, “I need to feel you come.”
“I’m close,” she says against my mouth.
“Yea?”
“Yes,” she moans before I take my hand away from her pussy. “No, Hayden!” she yells.
I take off her shorts and underwear. I shove her black underwear in her mouth. “Keep that there. Can’t risk Junior waking up.” I take off my shorts and sweatshirt, throwing them somewhere on the floor behind me.
I would move us to the bed but I’m too impatient to feel her.
I need to feel her wrapped around me, desperate to come.
I settle between her legs and part them further, holding them against the floor. I look at her and see her staring at me with a lustful look in her eyes, a desperate look that says to just start fucking her.
The moment I thrust inside her, all the way in, Jaclyn clenches onto me tightly and screams, or at least tries to with her underwear in her mouth.
“That’s it,” I moan, pulling out and thrusting back in harder, pounding into her as if she’s some doll but I can’t help it. “Your pussy knows exactly who she belongs to, princess.” I squeeze her hips and Jaclyn holds onto my arms, her nails digging into my arms, probably digging deep enough to make me bleed.
Jaclyn clenches onto me tightly. I remove the underwear from her mouth and lean down, smashing my lips against hers. Jaclyn’s orgasm catches up and she comes around me with a muffled scream against my mouth.
“Hayden, Hayden, Hayden,” she repeats my name as if it’s a prayer and I’m her god.
Her whole body is tightening and her nails are digging into my skin deeper. I thrust into her faster, my orgasm slowly coming up.
I pound into her through her orgasm, hitting that spot over and over. It doesn’t take long for me to shoot my load inside. I trail my kisses down Jaclyn’s neck as she closes her eyes and takes a minute.
She’s always been like that with sex, taking a minute to come down while I just kiss her wherever I see fit. Sometimes putting hickeys on her while she doesn’t notice or have the energy to tell me to stop.
I pull out of her and look between her legs seeing my cum dripping out of her. I press my thumb to her pussy, massaging her clit and our cum mixes together before thrusting it back inside her. Jaclyn shudders and moans softly.
“I like when you do that,” she whispers. I look at her face seeing that she’s flushed and there’s some sweat on her forehead. “Pretty sure that’s how I got pregnant with Junior when you did that.”
“I don’t want you to miss a drop.” I lean down and press my lips on hers. “Plus I’m trying to get you pregnant again so I can experience it with you.”
“We aren’t having four kids.”
“Wanna bet?” I smile through the kiss.