Chapter 27
Jack
Laine holds my hand the entire way home. She closed her eyes early on, and I think she’s fallen asleep. When we arrive at my building, I park in my space and shake her gently. “Wake up. We need to go upstairs.”
She stirs and opens her eyes, looking up at me with a sleepy smile. “Thanks for the ride, Jack,” she says, stretching her arms above her head.
I help her out of the car, and she leans into me, still half-asleep. I wrap my arm around her waist, and we make our way into the building.
Upstairs, I finally get the door open and we step inside, kicking off our shoes as we go. Laine collapses on the couch, and I sit down next to her, admiring her beauty in the dim light of the living room. After a moment, I lean over and brush my lips against hers. She responds with enthusiasm, kissing me with a passion that takes my breath away. Our tongues dance, and I run my hands over her body, feeling the curves of her hips and the softness of her breasts through her clothes.
Laine moans softly, and I take that as a sign to keep going. I trail kisses down her neck, nipping at her skin with my teeth. She gasps, her hands finding the buttons on my shirt.
Soon, we’re half-naked, our bodies entwined on the couch. I enter her slowly, savoring the sensation of her hot, wet depths. Her velvet channel hugs me as we move together, our bodies in perfect sync.
We were made to be together. I know it now, and I can’t believe I didn’t see it before. How could I have let this go? This is how it’s supposed to be. Laine’s moans grow louder, and soon she’s screaming my name as she comes.
I don’t stop. I keep thrusting until her orgasm is over, and then I go even harder, pushing her into another climax. She screams again, her body quaking with pleasure, and it’s my turn to join her. A few more thrusts and I let go, filling her with my seed.
We collapse against the couch, our bodies still joined. I pull her close, and we lie there in silence, our heartbeats slowly returning to normal.
When I finally release Laine, she sits up and throws my shirt back at me. She takes her dress off and throws it at me too. I catch it and smile at her playfulness.
I shift to stand up, but Laine stops me. “I’m going to take a shower first,” she announces.
She grabs my shirt and heads into my bathroom. I wait for a few minutes, and then I hear the shower turn on. I smile to myself and go to the kitchen to grab us some water. When I get to the bathroom, Laine is standing in the shower.
After a moment, she opens her eyes “Are you watching me?”
“I am. Does that bother you?”
She smiles. “Nope. Not in the least.” She turns the water off and steps out of the shower, goose bumps covering her body.
With a fluffy towel, I carefully dry her. “Are you ready to get some sleep?”
“Yes, please.”
We crawl into my bed, and I hold her tight.
“Is it always going to be like this?” she asks in a small voice.
“I think so,” I tell her. “I don’t ever want to be apart from you again.”