Chapter 25 New Life
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
NEW LIFE
Jett
“Roll over, baby.”
Lennon is naked with her back to the middle of the bed. Her hair is a gorgeous mess fanned around her head. Her dark eyes widen in the shadowed room as she bites her lip when I tell her what to do.
I lean down and press my lips to hers. “You can do it.”
She drags her fingernails across my jaw. “I’m glad you think so. Tell me why.”
I pause for a beat but lower my body to hers. We’re fused as one in every way but the way I really want to be.
In due time.
I’m quickly learning that when I’m with her, for the first time in my life, I don’t even give a shit about my destination. I want the journey.
Don’t get me wrong. I want the end for me too. Hell, I crave the fucking end. From the first time I kissed her, it’s the forefront of everything I do and think.
Get chased off the road by a semi ... is it too soon to make her mine?
Petrov gets thrown in jail ... I can’t wait to be inside her again to show her how a real man treats a woman.
In a meeting with the board of directors ... I need to taste her again before I fuck her into tomorrow’s sunrise.
The list of things I can teach her has become a long one. There’s no end in sight as to the time I need for us to experience everything I’ve imagined.
“You really want me to tell you why?” I press my bare, rock-hard dick against her pussy and grind into her clit. Her heartbeat speeds against my chest. “I don’t know where to start.”
Her breath is quicker than normal. “Yes, tell me why. I can’t stop thinking about this. Being right here with you again. I hate that I’m behind in life, but I’ve never been happier than I am to be here with you. So I want to know ... why.”
I hike a brow. “You want to know what I’m going to do to you?”
She hesitates and nods. It’s small and shy.
But hell, if she wants to know, I’m happy to tell her.
I drag a hand down her side, slide it under the small of her back, roll, and take her with me. I feel it in my side where I’m still healing.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Jett.”
“I’m fine.” I pull at her knees and hike her legs up my side.
When we first met, the main topic between us was my transplant.
Between Petrov, her father, and Stonebridge, talk of my kidney has been set aside.
I might’ve had major life-saving surgery, but it’s been long enough.
I feel healthy and strong for the first time in years. “There. Now we can talk ... and play.”
“Play?”
I lift my knees and spread my legs to hold her where she is.
She’s forearms to the bed on either side of my head, and her ass is in the air.
I drag my hand down her bare back. She clenches when I feel my way dangerously close to her ass on the way to her pussy.
“I wanted you face down, but I think I like this better. I can see your beautiful face.”
Her breath shallows as I plunge two fingers easily inside her. She’s drenched. A little moan slips through her lips and her body tenses.
“You’re so fucking wet, baby. I thought I was as hard as a rock before. Playing with you might be the easiest and hardest thing I’ve ever done. I can’t wait to be inside you. You don’t know how much I want to ditch the condoms.”
“Dangerous,” she mutters that one word as her eyes fall shut as she shifts on my hand. I feel my way to her clit and give it the attention she wants.
“Maybe.” I give her clit two more firm swipes but then let up.
My touch on her goes muted and soft. Her eyes fly open, and I can’t help but smile as my touch goes from sixty all the way down to an idle.
“I can’t help it. I see things that I’ve never seen.
Things in my future that I’ve never wanted before.
I went from fighting for my life in the Army to fighting for my life waiting for a kidney I never thought would appear.
I’m healthy and not on the battlefield. And you’re here. ”
“I’m here alright.” She shifts her hips back and forth to create some friction between my hand and her pussy. “And even in the position you have me in, I’ve never felt safer.”
“That will never change as long as I’m by your side.” I swirl my finger at her opening and lightly brush her clit. “You want to come?”
Her eyes widen. “Well ... yeah.”
I brush her hair from where it hangs between us and gather it at the roots at her neck. “Then move, baby. I want you to find it.”
“But I thought you were—”
I shake my head and press my quads against her thighs. “Not this time. This way, I get to watch and see how much you want it.”
Her expression falls. “You know I want it. Please, Jett.”
I give her clit another light touch. “I’m here for you baby. You can control this. It’s all you. Of all the things you’ve done in life, you can do this. Take what you want.”
Her exhale spreads over my skin until she works up the nerve to move. She arches her back and rocks her hips. I finger fuck her and find her clit. It’s soft, but it’s there.
“So good, baby. Just like that. Do it again.”
She bites her lip and rocks again. This time farther, and she’s rewarded with a firmer touch. “This is cruel.”
A smile spreads over my face. “You’re not the picture of abuse, Lennon. Quite the opposite.”
“I can’t move,” she complains. “Not enough.”
“You can find a way. I believe in you. Until then, I’m here all night.”
She pushes from her forearms to her hands for better leverage. She’s hands and knees above me. The next time she rocks back to search for my touch, it’s firmer and she stays there.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I stare up at her.
Her tits are small, but they hang and sway with every move she makes.
I can see down her beautiful body. Her fair skin is flushed from her cheeks to her tits, and with every moment that passes, she loses every inhibition she had when I rolled her over for this.
I wanted this view from the back, but I’ll take watching every beautiful feature on her face from right here.
“Jett, you can’t move your hand. That’s not fair.”
“There are no rules.” I encourage her with a little bit more of my touch. She feels it and uses it to her advantage. “Look at you. I’m so proud of you, baby.”
With that, she rocks back again, harder this time. I reach up to cup one of her tits with my other hand and hold on tight as she moves. She exhales a hot, shallow breath. “Oh my God.”
“You’re wetter than you were before.” I want to give her a play-by-play of her body, because she is brave. “You’re so hot, I might come just watching you.”
She arches her back farther and grinds down on my fingers. Forward and back. Back and forth. I watch in awe as she’s lost in the moment. She can’t think of anything besides her impending orgasm.
I keep talking to her. “This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. You using me to do what feels good. I’m just here for the show.”
Her movements become erratic and are out of control. I twist her nipple in my hand at the exact moment she grinds down on my fingers.
She calls out for me. “Jett, I—”
And that’s when I take over. I finger fuck her and work her clit to carry her orgasm as far as it will go. I pin her forward with my thighs and she falls to her forearms and buries her face in my neck.
Her body convulses but I don’t let up. “Good girl, baby. Every ounce of your orgasm is mine. I want it all.”
When she can’t take another moment, I let up and she forgets all about kidneys and major surgeries. She collapses to my chest and gives me all her weight.
Her breaths are labored and sweat beads over her skin. I should let her come down from her orgasm, but I can’t. The tip of my cock is snugly tucked in her pussy and has no desire to leave. I need a condom or we’re taking this to the next level without a proper discussion.
I flip her to her back, and she lies there like a wet rag. I smile and reach for the nightstand. “Don’t get too comfortable.”
She stretches. “I can’t move after that. That was...”
“Incredible.” I fall back to the bed beside her and pull her by the hand. “Come here. Tonight’s all about you.”
She slowly sits up. I pull her back across to straddle me and hand her the condom. “Your turn. You’re riding me tonight.”
She looks from me to the condom and down to my cock before her gaze jumps back to me. Her tongue sneaks out to wet her lips.
“Fuck, yeah. You can taste me next time.”
She smiles and tucks the condom wrapper between her teeth to tear it open. I can’t take my eyes off her fingers as she rolls it down the length of my cock.
The moment she’s done, I fist my base and look up at her. “You get to control this too. Climb on, baby.”
She pushes to her knees and scoots up just enough. When she’s hovered over me, I return my tip to where he’s begging to be. And I get a front row seat as I watch my cock disappear within her, inch-by-fucking-inch, into utopia.
Her eyes fall shut when she sinks all the way to my base. “So deep.”
I grip her hips and hold her in place. “How does that feel?”
Her eyes are at half-mast, and her words come out on a breath. “Different. So full. So good.”
“It’s all you,” I say. “Do what feels good.”
She takes my hand and presses it between her tits. Her heart beats into my touch. Without taking her eyes off mine, she lifts a bit before sliding back down.
Her heart speeds under my hand. I’m not sure how many more ways we could be connected.
I feel her everywhere. Inside and out ... and in my soul.
She doesn’t need any more encouragement. She finds her courage and her rhythm and starts to move—to fuck herself on my cock.
I lift my hips and keep them there. Her movements become faster and erratic. I have to grip her hips and start to pump into her, meeting her every thrust. When I hear her moan again and feel her pussy milk my cock, that’s it.
My balls tighten, and I do everything I can to make this last. To let her enjoy her second orgasm, but with me inside her this time.
I pump into her two more times before I let go.
I come and come and come.
Fuck.
She bends at the waist, and her bare body falls to mine. We’re both sweaty and spent in the best way possible. She sinks into my chest. If it weren’t for the damn condom, I bet we could stay like this until morning.
Her eyelashes brush my pec when she blinks her eyes open, and she peeks up at me. “Are you okay?”
I run my hand from her bare ass, up her spine, and back down again. “I can’t lie, that’s not the first ab workout I thought I’d have after surgery.”
“I’m so sorry. I was lost in the moment. I was even lost in you telling me what to do.”
She starts to move off me, but I stop her. “Don’t. I’m fine. You don’t know how good that felt. Haven’t felt that alive in a long time. And it was all you.”
She smiles before pressing her lips to my pec and returning her cheek to my heart. “We’re a pair. In one way or another, we both have a new life.”
I lean up and press my lips to her forehead. “From a slow death to life. You’re spreading your new feathers. I’m just honored to be a part of it.”
“Thank you.” She leans up and pulls off my cock enough to press her lips to mine for a long, meaningful kiss. “Thank you for tonight. I needed it for so many reasons.”
“Me, too, baby. Me too.”