Chapter 14
Charles
Iheld Jess while she slept. The feel of her against me, languid after so much pleasure, was incomparable. When we were fumbling teenagers, just trying to figure out what felt good and pursuing that with unyielding determination, I’d thought that was the height of pleasure. My encounters with women since have always left something to be desired. How we were then, though, couldn’t hold a flame to the inferno that burned between us now.
I don’t know if it was the distance, the time, or the maturity that changed things. I wasn’t going to delve too deeply lest I become grateful for that time apart.
She wasn’t getting away from me this time, though. It would likely destroy me if she even tried. The future was uncertain, but I had plans in case I needed to leave the military to be with her, contacts I had been fostering that would help me build my new business. I’d held back that part. I wanted Jess, but I didn’t want her to run away again. She had a bad habit of it and I didn’t need to give her any reason to want to now.
Still, I didn’t want to waste time. Whenever she was ready, I wanted to start a life with her.
Good thing we had all this time in the cabin to figure it out.
Jessica moaned and stretched out on top of me. I skimmed my hand down her back and gripped her ass. I used the leverage to pull her over me so that her center spread wide right where I wanted it. She was still slick from our earlier play. I tangled my hands in her hair and guided her in a deep kiss.
“Sorry I fell asleep on you,” she said from her perch atop me. She crossed her arms over my chest and rested her head on them.
I snorted at the look on her face. It was anything but apologetic. I brought my hands around to her shoulders and started playing with her hair.
“I guess I just wore you out,” I said, smiling.
“Hmm. I think it’s my turn to wear you out,” she said just before she wiggled on me and sat up. She slid up until she was sitting directly atop my cock. She arched her back and rubbed her still slick center on me. I hardened at the sensation of her and the sight of her sitting on me, breasts thrust out, head thrown back, joy and ecstasy written on her face.
“I need to be inside you,” I said as I ran my hand up her thighs and slipped one finger between her fold. I found her clit and gently ran my finger up and down the side of it.
“Fuck, Charles,” Jess whimpered. She lifted up, and I reached down to guide myself into her.
Jess lowered herself onto me slowly. I reveled in the tight, wet glide of her as she lowered herself inch by agonizing inch.
“God,” she groaned when I was fully inside her. “So big.”
Her words seemed more to herself than for me, but I couldn’t disagree with the assessment. She was so perfect around me. Tight and hot and wet.
Her movement started slow and easy. More exploration than need. She reached up and fondled herself, and I couldn’t look away. She expertly plucked at her nipples like she did it often, and an image came to my mind of her pleasuring herself for me.
“Reach down and play with yourself,” I commanded from my place on the bed.
Jess whimpered and complied. Her hands slipped down between us and I could feel her brushing against herself. She increased her pace. Riding me fast.
“That’s it, angel, ride me like you mean it.”
Her orgasm seemed to crash into her all at once. She clenched around me as she came.
“Yes.”
I flipped us over and raised her leg for better access. “I’m going to fuck you hard now,” I said, but I didn’t wait for her reply. “Look at you taking me so well, angel,” I said as my cock disappeared into her. When I could finally look away from the sight of being inside her, her eyes were closed, and she had thrown her head back.
“Look at me,” I demanded. “Look at me while I fuck you.”
She opened her eyes, and they landed on me. Her pupils were blown and slightly unfocused.
I increased my pace. I was losing control. Losing myself in her. Losing my fucking mind.
I roared when I came, and Jess tightened around me again. She had closed her eyes, but I saw it. I saw the moment she fell apart around me.
I didn’t pull out and instead collapsed on top of Jess. I kissed her once, twice, three times before I couldn’t hold myself up anymore. Her arms came up around me and ran along my back. My skin jumped at the contact like it was trying to follow her touch, unwilling to let it go.
“Shit,” I said after a moment. My arms shook slightly as I raised myself off her. I was still inside her, softening, but not yet soft enough to slip out. “I came in you. Shit. I didn’t even ask.”
“I have an IUD,” she said. “Even if I didn’t—” she didn’t finish her sentence and just shrugged.
“I guess we have some things to talk about,” I said. I finally softened enough to slip out of her and rolled over to my side. She didn’t move, her leg spread wide and just rolled her head to look at me. Unable to help myself, I slipped my hand down to play with our combined come.
“Yeah,” she said breathlessly. “We do.”
I brought my finger up and traced her nipple, leaving a path of our come. She moaned softly, her hands playing in my hair and scratching my scalp as I leaned down to lick her clean.
I reached down and coated my fingers again. This time, I lifted them to her lips. I paused there in a silent question, begging entry.
She acquiesced and opened her mouth slowly. I traced her lips and slipped my finger inside. She sucked my finger clean before I bent down to taste us on her lips. The taste was divine. Something I would never tire of.
“This isn’t talking,” she said when I lifted my head again. Her lips were red and ripe and shiny from my kiss.
“Are you sure? I’m definitely using my lips for it.”
I traced said lips along her jaw to the spot behind her ear that I found when I was seventeen and never forgot.
“Charles,” she whimpered again as she reached for my head and pulled it back gently.
“You’re right,” I said, pulling away, “talking.”
She turned on her side and slid into the space under my arm. I rubbed up and down her back and let her lead us in our talk.
“I don’t know,” she started, and my heart sank. She licked her lips and paused for too long. I could feel the tension building in my body. She was going to run again. “I don’t know what the future hold for us.”
“I hope it holds us,” I said quickly, heading off any ‘buts’ she might think to include. I didn’t want a future without her in it, and I hoped she was feeling the same.
“I have a business in Savannah, but I’ve been thinking about it and…” She stopped again and looked away. When she looked back, there was a new determination in her eyes. “My business is mostly online orders. I make videos to promote my soap and I can ship from anywhere.”
Hope bloomed in my chest.
“You don’t have to follow me anywhere,” I blurted. I meant it. If she wanted to stay in Savannah, I would make it happen.
“Your work is important.” She moved even closer to me and tucked her head into my neck. “I don’t want to be separated from you ever again.” Her voice sounded as desperate as I felt.
“Never, Angel, we never have to be separated again,” I said as I rubbed her back. “But you don’t have to leave Savannah. My contract is almost up and I have been working on building a new business for when I retire. What I’m saying is that I would have been on your doorstep begging for you to take me back with a plan to stay by your side.” I didn’t intend to reveal that, but I was glad it was out there. She needed to know what I would do for her.
“Really?” The hope and joy in her voice was exquisite.
“Really.”
“I love you. I would have taken you back.”
She leaned up and kissed me. It was sweet and slow and tasted of hope.