Chapter 27
The Thirteenth Friday
Ishould have been asleep. A pleasant hum still sang inside my body, but it was also limp and sated. My mind wasn’t spinning. A blanket of fog and exhaustion had settled around me. If I closed my eyes, I’d likely sleep easily.
I kept them open, staring across at Jack’s dresser as time slipped past. Jack remained curled up at my back, his breath slow and even where it puffed against my neck.
His leg was slung over both of mine, heavy but making me feel like we were linked together still, even though he was no longer inside of me.
Neil had never liked to cuddle for long. His body would always roll away from me so that he faced the wall. I’d often done the same, facing the opposite wall.
I was facing a wall now, but it felt so different.
Jack was touching me. His arm was wrapped around my waist, limp now while he slept, but it was there.
Would this be my new normal every night we were together?
Would I get used to it and soon take it for granted, take for granted being safe and warm in this man’s arms?
My eyes burned, but I kept them open. My fingers danced along his arm lightly, so lightly, just needing to ground myself in the fact that he was there, that he was mine.
Jack’s breathing shifted, his arm growing firmer around me.
My stomach twisted in guilt. “Sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
He grunted, nuzzling against my neck. “Why aren’t you asleep, love?”
The term curled up inside of me. I loved that he called me that.
Something parched within me sucked up the word like water.
Neil had told me he loved me all the time over the years.
It had never reached that needy place, not like Jack’s slip of the word did.
I wondered if Jack even realized he was saying it.
The idea that he didn’t just made it better.
“Everything all right?” Jack asked, placing a soft kiss on my neck, up high behind my ear.
I shivered, my hips pressing back against him, surprised to feel his penis so firm against my ass. “I’m happy,” I whispered, swallowing. “I’m really happy. I don’t want to close my eyes.”
“Hailey.” The way Jack said my name felt like a caress by itself.
“My goal is to make you happy in the morning, too. To make you happy throughout the days after today, whether we’re together or apart.
Maybe from sending you a message because I’m thinking of you or maybe just from you thinking about me, about us.
I guess I’m saying, you’ll be happy on other nights, especially all the nights when we choose to be snuggled up like this.
” His arms held me against him. “So you can close your eyes, love. You can sleep.”
I felt so full inside. “Okay. I will.” I stroked his arm down to his hand, linking our fingers together. “Soon.”
Jack kissed my neck, his mouth lingering as my breathing deepened. “I think you’re telling me what you think I want to hear.”
My fingers tightened on his, my eyes drifting shut on their own as he continued to send tingles through my body from teasing my neck. “Jack,” I gasped.
He grew harder against my ass, and then suddenly he was rolling me to my stomach, his body covering my back, his mouth still sucking at my sensitive skin. The hand that wasn’t trapped with mine moved under my body, down my stomach, and between my legs.
“What if I touch you again? Can I do that?”
My legs shifted along his as they parted to give his hand more room. “You’ve already made me come. More than once.” The last time had been while he was inside me, and I rocked against his hand just thinking about it.
“Don’t worry about coming again. I just want to touch you. I want to make you feel good, until your body is nice and loose and you can’t help but to sleep.”
My body relaxed under his, the weight of him an extra comfort as my cheek pressed into the pillow.
Jack’s fingers shifted lower, finding my slit, and he groaned into my neck when he found me wet. “Close your eyes this time, Hailey. Focus on how you feel.”
I couldn’t concentrate on the words enough to tell him that my eyes were already shut. His voice in my ear sounded deeper than usual.
His finger pushed inside of me, the penetration shallow. Then he slid it up to my clit, using firm but slow strokes in a steady rhythm. With my eyes closed, my body trapped and held completely still under him, all I could do was feel the buildup of pleasure.
He dipped back inside, drawing more of my own lubrication up to my clit, where he resumed that perfect rhythm. I didn’t have to think about it. It was just there, and it felt so good. The ache wasn’t sharp and desperate. It was warm and growing.
The pattern remained, that shallow push inside, and the strokes that were going to send me into oblivion yet again, with just a little more… but it wasn’t just a little. The throb extended, grew, fluttered in the stillness.
“That’s it,” Jack breathed in my ear. “Just relax and let go. I’ve got you, love.”
The pulsing broke over me, the clench and release inside not as deep and all-consuming as it had been before, more like a loosening of muscles that shifted into a steady thrum all too soon.
“So good,” Jack murmured, his finger moving down to my opening again, slipping inside deeper with barely any pressure.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” Instead of thrusting his finger inside, he seemed to swirl it, testing my walls.
“Are you sore from before? Any pain?” Jack’s erection pressed hot and hard against my ass.
He’d already come tonight, but he wanted me again? I tried to shift against him, the pool of warmth inside twisting into a sharper ache, but his weight kept me pinned.
“Will I hurt you if we have sex again?” Jack asked, kissing my ear.
The thought of him inside me made me clench around his finger. “Want you,” I slurred, my body still limp and boneless.
“Fuck,” he groaned in my ear. His finger pulled out of me, and I let out a whimper of protest. His body shifted, his penis pressing against me instead, and the whimper died away. “I shouldn’t—” Jack groaned, his body shaking against mine, then his weight suddenly left me.
“Jack,” I called, wanting him back. I started to push up, but my body still felt so limp.
“I’m here. I’m going to take care of you.
” His hands found mine, and I slumped against the pillow again.
“I’m going to take care of everything. Here, let’s rest these together right here.
” He shifted my arms above my head on the pillow, folding the wrists over each other.
One of his hands held them there as his weight pressed me into the bed again, so warm, so solid.
“This okay?” he asked, his hand tightening where he held mine as he kissed high on my neck.
“Jack.” All I seemed to be capable of saying was his name.
Need twisted inside me as he moved between my legs.
He had complete control, of my hands, of my body.
The pressure of his grip sent a shudder through my body, and I throbbed around where the head of his penis pressed for entrance.
“Jack!” I called in a moan. “Jack, Jack, Jack.”
He groaned as he pushed inside me, filling the emptiness and making me whimper even as I said his name again.
“Fuck, you’re so tight like this. I’m not going to last.” He let out a curse and a groan as I tightened around him at the thought of him coming again. His hand shoved under me, rougher this time, his finger already working my clit.
I cried out as my body shook, calling out his name again. I heard my voice this time, and tension twisted inside me as I bit my lip.
“No, don’t hold back,” Jack said, his voice right by my ear. “I love that all you can say is my name. I love that you know who you’re with, that you want me this much. Let me have that. Let me know you’re mine.” He thrust inside me, groaning again.
My teeth released my lip, and I whimpered his name, my body loosening, my focus caught on the way he felt pushing into me.
“I almost filled your pussy bare,” Jack admitted, rocking deeper. “What if I told you I had? You said you wanted babies, Hailey.” He grunted, so hard inside me. “What if I tried to fill you with my baby? What if I flooded you with my cum?”
Heat spread through every inch of my body as the ache inside twisted into something desperate. Jack felt bigger like this. He had control, and he was filling me, and everything was so tight and hot and bright. Each time he rocked, he pushed my clit against his finger.
“Imagine it, Hailey.” Jack’s voice was ragged, his breathing erratic. “I didn’t put on a condom. I’m going to fill you with my cum. I’m going to make you pregnant.”
I choked on his name as the orgasm flooded my body.
I didn’t feel it just between my legs. My chest and stomach clenched as my arms spasmed and I clamped down on where he’d pushed deep inside of me.
The pulsing rhythm was more intense than I’d ever felt before, extending as Jack moaned and shuddered against me, his penis throbbing inside of me.
I couldn’t move afterward, and not just because Jack’s weight was holding me down. I was pretty sure I’d melted into mush. Little aftershocks continued to flutter, making me even more aware of the way our bodies remained connected.
“Fuck. Oh fuck,” Jack mumbled into my neck. His body was as limp as mine as he tried to catch his breath, his chest shaking where it rested against my back.
“Hailey?” His hand released its grip on my wrists, bracing himself on the bed, the lift of his body making me too light, as if I could float away. He was no longer inside me, and part of me hated that. “Are you okay?”
I grunted, a sound that had embarrassed me once, but I couldn’t care in my untethered state. I didn’t exist. My body had melted and become one with the bed.
“Hailey. Talk to me.” He brushed the hair out of my face, trying to find my eyes in the darkened room.
“Can’t. Sleepy,” I mumbled into the pillow.
Jack laughed, kissing my cheek. “Sleep, then. I’ll ditch the condom.” The bed dipped as he rose.
He’d worn a condom. Of course he’d worn a condom. Despite the secret words he’d whispered, Jack wouldn’t actually do that. I trusted him.
The idea of him trying to impregnate me still blew my mind.
I was on the fuzzy edge of sleep when he pressed a warm washcloth between my legs, soothing the pressure there.
I mumbled a protest at being woken up at some point later as he pulled me back into his arms, draping me over his chest this time, where I could hear his heartbeat racing a little too fast.
I was asleep before it slowed.
I’d drooled on Jack’s chest while I slept. My arm felt heavy when I wiped at the drool, smearing it in his chest hair.
Jack caught my hand, bringing it up to his lips for a kiss. “Leave it. I consider it a badge of honor.”
I let out a startled snort, lifting my head so I could look into his eyes. They were a warm brown, with crinkles at the edges as he gave me a lopsided smile. “Hi,” I said.
“Hi,” Jack said back, his hand shifting on mine, thumb grazing my palm. “Sleep good?”
“Pretty sure I passed out from…” My body hummed as I remembered what had made me too tired to fight sleep anymore.
“From coming so hard?” Jack asked, his smile turning a little wicked. It made me want to mouth his nose. “Yeah. I’m proud of that, too,” he said.
My breath caught as I stared back at him.
“Are you okay?” Jack asked.
“If feeling braindead is okay.” I laid my head on his chest again. “I’m pretty sure you melted my mind.”
Jack’s hand paused where it rested on the back of my head. “I may have gotten a little carried away.”
“I liked it,” I admitted. The depth of how much I’d liked it was still clenching my stomach. “How did you know to say all that?”
“Testing a theory. I did press against you bare. I wouldn’t have—” He cleared his throat, his hand that rested on me becoming a little heavier.
“I’d never do that to you, but the idea of it got me even more excited.
After what you’d said about wanting a family, I was pretty sure it’d do the same to you. ”
It had. I’d been out of my head with wanting him to come inside me.
“Don’t worry. I won’t try to fill you with my baby until after we’re married.
” His arms wrapped around me while my head continued to spin.
It swirled even more when he lifted me from the bed, carrying me toward the bathroom.
“We only just started dating. I don’t want to skip any part of being with you.
But I might tease you with the idea again, since you liked it so much. ”
“Okay,” I said, resting my head on his shoulder and feeling almost giddy inside. He sounded like he wanted to marry me already, and the idea of that fluttered in my chest.
“I figured you wanted a shower, but you still look tired. You okay if I take one with you so I can help?”
There was an ache between my thighs from the night before. “Oh, um, I don’t want to have any more sex. Not right now.”
“No sex,” Jack agreed. “It’s not all going to be about sex with us, Hailey, though we’re very compatible there.” He set me on my feet, his arms slipping around me as he kissed my forehead. “I want to take care of you. After, maybe we can spend the day together?”
“Yes,” I agreed softly. I leaned forward, kissing his nose like I’d been wanting to. “I want to be with you today.”
“Then that’s what we’ll do. But soon, I’m going to take you on a proper date.”
It’d been a long time since I’d been on an actual date. The random meetups at the bar didn’t count. “I can’t wait,” I said.
We grinned at each other, then he released me to turn on the shower.