Chapter 21 #2
Slowly, he unzipped his jeans and let them fall to the floor.
His boxer briefs followed. He pulled his t-shirt up over his head.
In record time, he was standing at her head, completely naked.
He stroked his hard cock up and down a few times while watching her.
She squirmed, watching him pleasure himself, and he smiled at her.
“Do you like watching me, Joci? Does that turn you on?”
Joci licked her lips. “Yes, I like watching you. You’re beautiful. Watching you touch yourself is sexy as hell.”
“Is it now? Let me see. Touch yourself. I want to watch you.”
She reached down with her right hand and slipped her fingers into her soft folds. She moaned a little.
Hissing out a breath, he said, “You’re right, that is sexy. Keep touching yourself, Joci; I want to watch you and hear you.”
He grabbed his cock and touched her lips with it. She opened her mouth, and Jeremiah slid himself inside. He knew she couldn’t take him all the way, so he kept his hand on the base of his cock so he wouldn’t get excited and forget how little she was.
She tightened her lips around his length and let her tongue slide along the underside of it when Jeremiah pulled out and slid back in.
He hissed out a breath. He’d thought about this all morning, and still, he was amazed at the feeling of her mouth and watching her touch herself.
Shit, there was nothing like it. Joci slid her tongue along the vein on the underside of his cock, and he groaned.
“Joci…geez…fucking amazing,” He panted.
She wiggled around her fingers, working furiously.
He watched her squirm and knew she was having trouble making herself come.
Fine with him. He would rather help her anyway.
He leaned down and ran his tongue around her swollen, sensitive little bud while pushing in and pulling out of her mouth.
Joci moaned again and lifted her hips to intensify the pressure from his mouth.
He licked her clit again and sucked it into his mouth.
She reached up and cupped his balls in one hand and put her other hand on the base of his cock.
Jeremiah used the opportunity to slide a finger into Joci’s wet little pussy.
Two pumps and her orgasm started racing, her body warming and her breathing ragged.
He added pressure on her clit with his tongue, at the same time pushing two fingers into her wet channel, and she exploded. She pulsed and clenched.
She continued to rub Jeremiah while working her mouth along his length.
She licked his balls, and they sucked up inside of him.
Gently sliding back into her mouth, Jeremiah let go.
Joci swallowed quickly to drink all of him down.
He laid his forehead on her belly, giving them both a little time to catch their breath.
She licked his cock as it fell from her mouth, and he groaned again.
He stood up as soon as he could, climbed onto the bed next to her, and pulled her into his arms. Joci wrapped her arm around his waist and kissed his chest.
They lay quietly for a few minutes, and Jeremiah kissed the top of her head.
“Sorry, baby, I meant that to last longer. Sometimes you make me come so fast my head spins.”
Joci smiled. “It isn’t about the amount of time. It’s about the quality. That…was high quality.”
Jeremiah squeezed her shoulders again and sighed, contented and happy.
“I suppose I should feed you before you have to run back to the shop. What would you like?”
“Why don’t we finish up the pizza from last night?”
Joci nodded. “Sounds good. Give me about ten minutes.”
She got up and put her robe on. He watched her and smiled.
“You’re a sexy woman, Joci.”
She smiled at him. “And you’re a sexy man.”
Joci walked out to the kitchen and started warming up the pizza.
She set the table and got two bottles of water out of the refrigerator.
Just as the microwave dinged, Jeremiah walked into the kitchen.
He was pulling his shirt over his head. He looked delicious; really, she was a lucky woman.
As she watched him, his head poked through the top of his t-shirt.
He looked at her and smirked. “I do have a brain, you know.”
Joci burst out laughing. “Yes, you do, but you also have that smoking hot bod. I love looking at you.”
He sat down, and they ate lunch. Joci was dying to know, so she asked. “How did this morning go with LuAnn?”
Jeremiah shrugged his shoulders. “I guess okay. She acted contrite and she’s been pretty quiet.
Janice said she hasn’t asked anything about the rest of the weekend at all, which is kind of weird.
LuAnn always wants to know what she missed.
Honey, all I care about is that she's good. I won’t tolerate anyone hurting you, ever. ”
Joci looked over at him. “Thank you,” she said softly.
He chuckled. “You don’t have to thank me, honey. I mean it.”
She nodded. She wished she could get over this niggling little feeling that LuAnn was about to drop a bomb or something. Jeremiah was right. It wasn’t like LuAnn not to want to know what she missed, especially when it came to Jeremiah.
He broke the silence. “Did you call Jackie and Sandi this morning?”
Joci shook her head. “I never call Jackie before noon. Yikes, she’s crabby in the morning. Sandi worked this morning, so I’ll call her after two. Are you afraid I won’t do it?”
She smiled as she asked. Jeremiah was a great guy. He was a good person, but when he made up his mind, he would move heaven and earth to get what he wanted. Right now, he wanted to hear Joci sing, and he wanted babies. How was she going to get around that?
Jeremiah wiped his mouth with his napkin. “I can’t help it that I want to know the things about you that others know. I want to know everything there is to know.”
He never looked away from her, which she had quickly learned was his way of letting her know that he intended to get his way.
“I feel the same way, but you keep things from me.”
Jeremiah’s head jerked up. He furrowed his brows and stared into her eyes. “I haven’t kept anything from you.”
“Really? Why won’t you tell me why you keep LuAnn around? You said you couldn’t explain it.” Joci’s voice got quiet. “Are you committed to her in some way? Did you once have feelings for her…or do you still?”
Jeremiah stood up and walked around the table. He leaned down and pulled Joci to her feet. He wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her tight. She could feel his heart beating rapidly.
“I have never loved anyone, Joci. Not until you. You’re it for me, babe. I need you to believe that.”
Jeremiah pulled back just enough so he could kiss her. It was gentle and sweet. A kiss that curled her toes just as much as one of his passionate kisses did.
When he ended their kiss, he moved his hands into her hair and cupped her nape in his hand. With his other hand, he ran his fingers down the side of her face.
“You are so perfect, Joci. I still can’t believe that God brought you into my life. I’m not like those other fuckers who treated you like shit. You need to start believing that.”
Joci smiled at him and looked into his eyes. She believed that he loved her, but once again, he was avoiding answering her question. She nodded and stepped back a little. She turned and started clearing the table.
Jeremiah knew he was going to have to tell her about LuAnn; he just couldn’t do it yet. He hated the wall she had just erected between them. It made him feel cold and alone again.
He watched Joci move around the kitchen. He was at a loss for words. He decided to go back to the shop and let her have some time to herself. He kissed her on top of her head and told her he would be home at five o’clockish and left the house.
Joci didn’t know what she wanted to do. She had lost her enthusiasm for finishing the video for the Veteran’s Ride. She didn’t feel like unpacking boxes. Quite frankly, right now she felt like packing up and going back home. Maybe that’s what she would do—go home.
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Five hours later, Joci’s phone rang. She wiped her hands on a towel and picked it up, without looking at who was calling.
“Hello?”
“Where are you?” Jeremiah’s voice was tight.
“I’m at home.”
There was a long silence. “No, you aren’t. I’m here—and you aren’t. It doesn’t look like you’ve been here all afternoon. Where are you?”
She could tell he was trying to keep it light, but the tightness in his voice was a dead giveaway.
Joci sighed. “After you left for the shop, I decided to come home and clean up a little.” Her voice grew soft. “I didn’t feel like staying there any longer.”
Jeremiah sucked in a big breath. There was silence on the other end of the line while he tried to control himself. Joci looked at her kitchen, which was as clean as a whistle right now, and leaned against the counter.
With as much lightness in his voice as he could muster around the fear and tightness, Jeremiah said, “This is your home now, Joci.”
Joci closed her eyes. She couldn’t say anything.
“Are you coming home, baby?” Jeremiah was on the verge of smashing something.
He hated that just when he thought they had moved so far forward, they were moving backward again.
He was going to have to tell her about LuAnn.
He could hear Joci sniffling over the phone.
Goddammit. “I’ll come and get you,” he said around a tightness he thought would choke him right off.
“No…I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Her voice was so soft he barely heard her.