Chapter 25 Jenny
JENNY
We’re supposed to be talking.
It’s my fault we’re not.
I don’t feel guilty about it.
We talk a bit on the way back to the ranch, just enough to soothe both of our anxieties, Lucas’s hand sitting heavy on my thigh like he’s trying to remind himself I haven’t disappeared. I’m clutching his hand for the same reason.
But by the time we make it back to his trailer, our eyes are lingering and we’re both too distracted to keep up the conversation.
I pull him into a kiss barely a minute after we close the door, too desperate for him to force myself to wait.
This time, I know an after will come. I know this won’t be the last time we fall into bed together, and I won’t be rolling out of it with a broken heart this time.
So, no, I’m not keeping my hands to myself. I’m not keeping my thoughts to myself, either.
“I fucking love you, Lucas.” It’s sickly sweet in the best of ways, sticking to my tongue and my teeth only for Lucas to drink down the taste of it with another needy kiss.
“I love you, Jenny, love you so much.” It’s even sweeter coming back to me from his lips. “My perfect girl. Not going anywhere after this, right?”
I yank his shirt off over his head and toss it behind me before climbing into his lap. “Never again. And neither are you.”
He grins at me, pretty blue eyes bright with affection, and I feel stupid for not seeing it before.
His love for me may as well be a neon sign in his pupils, my reflection sitting there like I’m the only thing he ever wants to look at.
Callused hands ruck my shirt up, tangling it with my bra on the way over my shoulders while I work his hair free of the braid.
“Not going anywhere without you, sweetheart,” he promises.
He flips me with ease, pinning me beneath him on his mattress, and my giggle tapers off into a moan when he ducks his head down to litter my chest with kisses.
Plush lips trace over the sensitive skin, teeth and tongue teasing my nipples until I’m whining beneath him.
The hard line of his cock, still trapped in his jeans, presses against my thigh, and my patience evaporates.
I tug at his hair, just hard enough to get his attention, and he looks up at me with wide eyes, near feral with hunger.
“Pants off,” I demand, budging my leg against the length of his cock. “Need you.”
His lashes flutter, and I can damn near see the wave of lust that rocks through him. Neither of us waste a single second, tearing our jeans off and falling to the bed together again as soon as our underwear follows.
It’s not frenzied, not frantic, but neither of us are trying to hide anything anymore. We need each other. This isn’t lust, we’re not scratching an itch.
We’re both saying the same thing every time our lips meet.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
“So beautiful, baby,” Lucas says, crawling on top of me again and tracing his hand up my thigh. We both gasp when he brushes over my cunt. “Fuck, you’re already this wet for me?”
He holds his fingers up so I can see the strings of wetness shining on his skin, and I lean up, holding eye contact with him as I suck them into my mouth. His cock twitches where it rests against my thigh, and I roll my hips up in silent demand.
“Christ, Jenny.” His laugh falls away into a groan as he slides his fingers free of my mouth. “Going to kill me if you keep that up.”
“Going to kill me if you make me wait any longer.” I grin up at him when he rolls his eyes in fond exasperation, but he doesn’t stop me when I wrap my hand around his cock and guide it where I want it. “Come on, Lucas. Fuck me.”
“I’m not fucking you, Jenny, not this time. I’m making love to you.”
My heart trips over itself in my chest, and my need for him doubles. I kiss him, fevered and heated and smiling so wide my face hurts with it. He stops me just as I get the head of his cock lined up, pulling back to look me in the eyes.
“Don’t want me to get you ready?” he asks softly.
I grin at him, rolling my hips against him. “Trust me, I’m ready. I can’t wait any longer. Want to feel it stretch me out.”
He groans, his head dropping to my shoulder, and I feel his cock pulse in my hand.
“Trust me,” he whispers, his hands settling on my hips, “you’ll feel it, princess.”
And then he makes good on his word, inching inside me, deeper and deeper every second.
He takes it slow, but doesn’t give me any reprieve, sinking into me and giving me exactly what I want.
I toss my head back in desperate pleasure, my body moving to accommodate the length of him.
He kisses me with every shallow thrust, our lips moving against each other like we have all the time in the world.
We do now, don’t we?
By the time he bottoms out, my breath is coming in shaky gasps, my vision blurred with pleasure. He’s panting just as hard as I am, the hands on my hips gripping so tightly he’s sure to leave bruises.
I can’t wait to see them in the morning.
“Feel so fucking perfect, sweetheart.” He kisses up my throat, across my jaw, catches my lips again. “So good for me.”
I can do nothing but move with him when sets a rhythm, cleaving into my body and carving a space for himself. White hot bliss sears through my veins with every thrust, and I rake my nails down his back as I meet him for sloppy kisses.
“Not going to last,” I warn him. “So good. Fuck.”
He nods, brow twisted in rapture even as he smiles wickedly at me. His fingers find my clit, and I wail at the sensation, overwhelmed by the feeling of him inside me and rubbing against me like he wants me to fall apart around him.
His thrusts start to falter the closer he gets, and I can feel myself approaching the edge right along with him.
“Together?” he asks, breathless with his impending orgasm.
My voice breaks on a moan, and I drag him down into a shaky kiss. “Together. Right there, Lucas, fuck, I’m—”
My orgasm slams into me like a fucking car crash, stealing the breath straight from my lungs as I squeeze Lucas tight with my thighs. He buries himself deep inside me, not letting me go for a single second as he pumps me full, kisses interspersed with whispered promises of forever.
The feeling of his arms around me is almost better than the orgasm was.
Almost.
The memory of the last time we were in bed like this bounces around in my skull, and I’m filled with the need to rewrite it. I snuggle tight into Lucas’s side when he rolls off of me, humming happily at the way his arms wrap around me immediately.
It’s soothing to lay together like this, quiet and easy and just enjoying the warmth of each other’s skin.
We’ve never really gotten to do this, now that I think of it.
The first night in Bozeman, we fell asleep right after, and the next day we didn’t really stop fucking for long enough to cuddle.
And, well, the last time we were in this bed didn’t end with us snuggling, that’s for sure.
This time will be different, though. Everything has changed between us. The quiet is calm, no anxiety threading through our heads, but there’s still something I need to say.
I break the silence.
“Don’t turn the job down.”
Lucas jolts in surprise, his hold on me tightening as he stiffens. When I look up, his eyes are wide with fear and confusion, and I reach up to cup his jaw, wanting to wash away his concern.
“I’m not telling you to leave,” I say softly.
“Not without me, at least. But I don’t want you to give up on your dreams for me.
I know how important this is to you, and you haven’t had the chance to go after a lot of the opportunities in your life.
You should take the job. I could come with you, if you wanted.
” Please, please want this. “I’ve wanted to get off the ranch and do my own thing for a while now, anyway. ”
Lucas stares at me, the tension slowly draining from his body as I keep talking. A hint of a smile tugs at the corners of his lips, and it gives me the confidence I need to keep going, even though I’m terrified he’ll say no.
Maybe it’s too much all at once. Then again, I thought loving him in the first place was too much. We promised not to hold back anymore.
“We could move together. Get a place. I could start an accounting firm close to the college, or maybe join an established one while we put roots down.” My voice is so much steadier than I am, and I have no doubt that he can feel the hummingbird-quick beat of my heart where I’m pressed to his chest. “We’ll only be a few hours away, so it won’t be too bad of a trip to come see everyone.
Wayne’s back, he can handle any emergencies until I get there, and Mary’s pretty damn capable too.
Dad’s in a better place nowadays. I think… I think it’s a good time.”
I’ve wanted to loosen the reins here and focus on my own life for so long, but it finally feels like I can.
Lucas is quiet for an agonizing second, and then he crushes me so tight to his chest that I can barely breathe.
“Yes, yes to all of it,” he gushes, pressing kisses to the crown of head and raining them down my face until he finds my lips.
“We’ll find a cute house, rent for a year or two and then buy when we’re ready.
Get a dog or two. We can paint the walls and do dishes together, and I’ll take you on fancy dates every weekend.
I’ll treat you so well, Jenny, spoil you fucking rotten. ”
Laughter rushes out of me, and I hug him back, meeting his kisses with a smile of my own.
“Slow down, there, hotshot,” I tease, teasing my fingers through his hair. “I don’t need fancy dates all the time. Just need you, yeah?”
He melts against me, cupping my face and brushing his thumbs over my cheeks as he stares at me with so much love in his eyes that it makes me lightheaded.
“Any way you want it, sweetheart,” he says. “I couldn’t imagine anything better than a life with you in it. Promise me one thing, though?”
I’d promise him anything he asked for right now, so I nod, sinking into the feeling of his rough hands on my cheeks.
“Give me riding lessons?”
I blink at him once, twice, then burst into laughter. “Riding lessons? You held your own pretty well out there tonight.”
Sure, he was a little shaky, but half of that was probably nerves.
“I want to get better. Want to take you on a proper trail ride one day. Please?”
Like I said, I’d give him anything. This, at least, is an easy ask.
“I won’t take it easy on you,” I tell him, leaning up to kiss his cheek.
“Wouldn’t want you to,” he says. “I like you feisty.”
He nudges his hips against me to prove just how much he likes my attitude, apparently. I raise a teasing brow when I find him already half hard again.
“Round two?”
Lucas bites his lip and pulls me on top of him with a happy groan. “Thought you’d never ask.”