32. Chapter 32 #2
They watched each other for a long moment, contemplating their next move.
Jackie’s eyes flicked across Dimitri’s face and down his chest. She glanced over to his sketchbook, mind wandering to the filthy things he’d sketched her doing.
Even those he’d taken a step back from while he waited for her to be ready for him to touch her again.
“I’ll be right back,” she said, pushing herself off the couch to stand with a hard grunt.
“What do you need? I’ll go get it.” Dimitri stood with her, helping to steady her before she fell back onto the couch.
“I’ve got it, you stay put.”
“No, you need to be resting your knee,” Dimitri urged. “What do you need? I’ll go get it.”
“Sit down,” she said, using her boss lady voice that usually got her a good spanking instead of being listened to.
Dimitri stared incredulously at her for a moment before glancing down her body at the brace on her knee. “You’re going to have to get cleared to take that thing off before you get to order me around like that again.”
“Sit down,” she insisted, softening her tone. “I’ll be right back.”
She turned and limped toward the stairs, trying not to grunt or groan as she made her way up them.
“Where are you going? You should let me go for you,” Dimitri called from the bottom of the stairs as he watched Jackie fight her way up them.
He couldn’t remember why they’d decided to spend the night at his place.
They’d stayed at Jackie’s until his mobility was almost back to normal; there was no reason why she needed to deal with stairs with her knee in that condition.
Jackie didn’t answer him, instead waving him off as she reached the top and disappeared down the hall.
He returned to the couch and settled with a sigh.
The woman really was going to turn his hair grey.
She was too stubborn for her own good and didn’t know when to stop.
He smiled to himself as he thought about it.
He loved the woman, no matter how much she stressed him out.
He heard Jackie return to the top of the stairs and began to stand, but she called out, “Stay where you are. I’m fine.”
He sighed again and sank further into the couch. They’d promised each other no secrets, and while they both knew they were liars, surprises didn’t seem to fit into that.
He heard her stop at the bottom of the stairs and pause to catch her breath before hobbling back into the living room. She kept her hands hidden behind her back, and she paused before him on the couch.
Dimitri watched her expectantly, lifting his hands off his knees to insist she explain herself.
Jackie took a deep breath before speaking. “If things are over with Talia… I don’t think I want to share you anymore.” Dimitri’s mouth fell open in surprise, but he didn’t argue. Jackie continued, “And if I’m not sharing you anymore, I want to be all yours again.”
Dimitri watched her with his eyebrows raised. Her hands returned to her front as she handed a bottle of lube to him. His surprise tripled at the sight of it. He knew Jackie would be ready for him to touch her again eventually, but he expected anal to be off the table for much longer.
“Jackie…”
“I don’t even feel like myself anymore,” she said quietly.
“Much less yours. I want to feel like I did before JP. I want to feel like I did on Valentine’s Day, and in Montreal.
I want to be yours again. Make me yours again.
” She urged the bottle of lube toward him.
She wanted to crawl into his lap and straddle him, but the brace and her knee wouldn’t allow it—it would hurt too much.
Dimitri stood and took Jackie by the arms. “You’re sure this is what you want?” He took the lube from her hand and set it on the coffee table, turning to Jackie and helping her sit back down on the couch. He crouched between her legs and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Jackie nodded. “Make me yours again,” she breathed before pulling her fingers through his hair and pulling his mouth to hers.
“You were always mine,” he said against her lips, pulling her hips to the edge of the couch. “You will always be mine.”
Jackie smiled as he captured her bottom lip gently between his teeth. “Promise?”
“Promise.” He nipped her lips again, then pulled away for a moment. “Sex isn’t going to help you feel like yourself again, though.”
Jackie sighed. “I know. But it feels like a step in the right direction. I want… to get back to us.”
Dimitri smiled and kissed her again. “If you start feeling even a little bit uncomfortable, you say so. Sunshine, stop, whatever it is. Just say the word, and I stop.”
Jackie nodded, and he returned to kissing her.
He kept all of his touches soft and gentle.
Not only had JP taken complete advantage of Jackie, but he’d been so violent about it.
If sex is what Jackie wanted now, he’d give it to her.
But he’d be gentle. He’d make it even softer and more delicate than the first time.
Their tongues met as Dimitri’s fingers dug into the waist of Jackie’s sleep shorts. At least he wasn’t going to have to take the knee brace off, as he pulled the shorts down Jackie’s legs.
He leaned back to admire her for a moment once her bottom was bare. His hands roamed her thick thighs, savouring the soft feel of her skin. He looked up at her with a contented sigh. “Will your knee be comfortable with your legs up on the coffee table?”
Jackie smiled back, a dimple creasing her cheek as she nodded.
He tugged her closer to the edge of the couch and gently lifted her legs over his shoulders.
He’d misjudged the distance to the coffee table; her feet wouldn’t quite reach.
The knee brace was uncomfortable on his shoulder, but he could take it as long as Jackie was comfortable with it.
She leaned back on the couch, spreading her legs for him. Despite the few weeks that she really hadn’t wanted anything to do with sex, she was ready for him now. He sighed happily again as he saw how wet she already was in anticipation of him.
He leaned forward, not hesitating before swiping his tongue over the soft, wet skin. He groaned, as if he hadn’t tasted her in years. He thought it felt like years. Jackie’s moans filled his head. Her clit was swollen and sensitive already.
“Fuck, baby,” he groaned into her thigh. He tilted his head, looking up at her dreamily. “I would have waited forever to taste you again. But I am so happy you wanted me today.”
“Sorry for making you wait so long,” she apologized softly.
“Don’t be.” He sat up to kiss her again. Jackie licked her bottom lip as he leaned back again. The taste of them mixed on her lips was delicious again. “I mean it when I say forever.”
“Forever,” she sighed.
Dimitri returned to her pussy, devouring her again like a man starved.
His fingers trailed gently along the inside of her thighs, sending a shiver down Jackie’s spine.
He worked his way slowly up one leg, gripping her ass cheek tightly before pressing into her entrance.
He would be gentle and take his time with her, and that meant the perfect opportunity to search for her G-spot again.
Jackie moaned when Dimitri’s fingers filled her.
Every touch was soft, sensual and deliberate.
She knew damn well what he was doing as his fingers moved slowly in and curled upward and he pulled them back out.
If she was going to be all his again, he was going to make sure he was the only person to ever give her a G-spot orgasm.
She hoped he’d find it. She deserved it after what she’d put her body through to get Talia back.
Dimitri deserved the right to say he was the only man who had ever given that to her.
She ground into his face and hand, ready for the release she’d shied away from these last weeks while she recovered.
Dimitri grunted against her, loving every second of being between her legs again. His fingers searched her lazily, trying to remember the spot he’d found on Valentine’s Day. Jackie’s moans and sighs goaded him on.