Chapter Sixteen
Jayson
I get a call on my cell phone from Connor saying that he just saw Chloe and talked to her in the student union. He says she was sitting there looking like she was going to cry so he gave her a lecture where he threatened for him or me to “spank her little ass.” He says that immediately snapped her out of her stupor and she threatened to cut off important appendages should that ever happen. He says he also told her that I wouldn’t hurt her and to give me a chance.
Right now, I take back everything I have said about my “big” brother. Connor tries to hide it, but he has a heart and when it comes to the two of us, we always take care of the other one. Not to mention, he got Madison in on the action and she told Chloe that she was acting immature and that people in college have casual sex…and then she hung up on her. I’m hoping that their approach is the way to go. Madison knows Chloe the best and she says you have to get in her face about stuff or she will just sit and obsess.
All I know is I want my princess back and I am going to do whatever it takes to get her…if that’s groveling, I will do it gladly. Madison informs me that she is giving me the benefit of the doubt, especially in reference to my selection skills in sexual partners. She also says that if I think Chloe is going to be in the same category as Alyssa, she is going to donate my body to the College of Medicine and I’ll still be alive. I do not want to piss off Madison and I am afraid for Connor if he gets involved with her. If they get into a fight, he better sleep on lockdown! No, I’m kidding; well, somewhat anyway.
Actually, I’m very happy Madison is in my corner and her tips like the Fire and Ice roses I just spent $200 on are extremely helpful. It suddenly occurs to me that I have known Chloe a few days and look at my train of thought. I am so thankful my mom and dad are off on vacation. My mom can always tell when I’m upset or if I’ve got something important on my mind. When she hears about and meets Chloe, she will have us married or at least engaged and planning the wedding.
I make it to Chloe’s apartment and while I’m waiting on her to answer the door, I cringe when I realize how close she and Alyssa live to each other. How did I not notice this the other night when we came over for dinner?
As the door opens and Chloe is standing there in a short black robe, all thoughts of Alyssa are bleached from my brain. I stand there like an idiot and just stare at her. I think my brain cells have left my body because I can’t get my mouth to work. I guess she feels sorry for me because she thanks me for the flowers and says they are her favorite. I stand there in her kitchen while she arranges them in a crystal vase all without saying a word, just nodding my head at what she is saying.
I’m starting to get a really bad vibe about this. She doesn’t seem receptive at all. Suddenly, she walks towards me and I have a feeling I’m about to get my walking papers. I guess it’s good I’m not a betting man because what she does next almost knocks me over. She walks up to me and puts her arms around my neck and pulls my head down to kiss her.
I’m completely in shock, but not enough to ruin it. I know she thinks we are about to head into heavy making out, but I just press my lips against hers. We stand there like that for a bit until I pick her up and carry her into the living room. There is going to be some kissing, but first we need to talk. I want to get all the nastiness of Alyssa out of the way and any other surprises that either of us might have. As far as I am concerned, and unless she tells me differently, Chloe Isabella Schaeffer just became mine and I won’t be giving her up for anything or anyone.
With Chloe’s legs wrapped around my waist, I walk into her living room and sit on the couch. As we sit down, she tells me that Madison won’t be home until later tonight or not at all. Evidently once a week, Madison goes and spends either the evening or the night with her grandmother over in The Heights. I’m thankful to Maddie right now because that means there will be no interruptions. Or should I say, there won’t be any unannounced arrivals spoiling things between me and Chloe.
Sitting down with her on the couch, I plan to keep things PG or at least PG-13 until I realize not only is she straddling me, but she is kissing and sucking on my neck. It feels like my dick is going to burst through my jeans and I’m sure she can tell because she is grinding down on it while kissing me. I don’t want to stop her, but something doesn’t feel right.
“What’s going on in that mind of yours, princess?”
She just looks at me and asks, “Isn’t this what you want? I’m sure this is the kind of thing you did with Alyssa.”
And that just deflated my dick, because I see now what she is doing. I don’t want her to be a caricature of Alyssa; I want her to be the Chloe that has got me all crazy and thinking of things like rings and kids way before we have even decided to officially date.
I don’t want her to think I am rejecting her so I pull her to me and hold her against my chest. Holding her tightly in my arms, I tell her that I don’t want or need another Alyssa. I also apologize for not telling her and for not calling Alyssa to end whatever the hell we had going on.
She stops me there and says “You don’t have to apologize…we aren’t official…we aren’t really anything but study partners.”
I have to say that feels like a knife going through my heart, but instead of getting upset, I pull her face out of my chest and tell her that she is way more than a study partner. I figure this is either sink or swim time so I just tell her how I feel.
“We’ve only known each other a little while, but from the first time I looked at your beautiful face, I knew you were mine. When I shook your hand and felt sparks, I knew you were mine.” At this point, she is tearing up, but I keep going. “And when you fixed supper for me and my brother, then later slept in my arms all night, you definitely became mine. If this is too fast for you, I’m willing to wait, but while you’re figuring it out, you’re still mine. So princess, are you mine or not?”
At this point, she is crying and laughing while shaking her head yes and I feel like I was just handed the fucking sun, moon, stars, and any other shit that is supposed to be romantic. I frame her face with my hands and this time when we start to kiss, it feels right. I slide my tongue over her lips and into her sweet mouth. I think I could stay here for days, but again my cock is begging to be let free of my jeans.
As I run my hands up her legs, I realize she is naked under her robe. She blushes and tells me she was getting ready to soak in the bathtub while she thought about what to do with our situation. I suddenly have a great idea and tell her I will be right back. I go into her bathroom and let out the water that has grown cold and put in new hot water along with the Velvet Sugar bubble bath she has sitting on the side of the tub. Her candles are already lit and I see her tablet with her Spotify pulled up. I grin to myself because she has separate playlists for various things in her life. First, I click on the bath list, but decide to play the love list instead. After I get everything ready, I take off my boots, socks, and shirt; then I go off to get the most important thing in the world to me.
Chloe looks up when I walk into the living room and when she sees how I’m dressed, she looks excited, but afraid. I don’t say anything yet, but I will once I get her into the bath. I want her to know how important she is to me and that this will never be just about sex; especially since I know she’s a virgin and doesn’t seem to trust easily. I pick her up bridal style and carry her into the bathroom. When she sees what I’ve done, she has a big smile and thanks me because she loves a great bath. She is going to love them even more after this one is done with.
I set her down on her feet and start to untie her robe. She immediately grabs my hands so I just lean forward and begin kissing her neck and ears. I whisper to her that this is only going to be a bath and that I want to take care of her. If I do anything she doesn’t like, all she has to do is say no. She seems to relax at that and once again I untie the robe. I let the robe drop to the floor and when I look down at her, I’m in awe at how beautiful she is. I know she is embarrassed because I can see her face and neck flushing so I just pull her to me.
We stand there hugging with our naked chests touching and I know I am on really thin ice. I step back and help her into the tub, turn on the play list which starts with Sam Smith’s “Stay With Me” and she leans back in the bath, I kneel down next to her. I see there is one of those loofah things my mom buys and grab that with the bath gel. Chloe lays there as I first use my hands to soap up her arms, legs, and stomach. For now, I stay in the PG areas until she is comfortable and relaxed.
At this point, all I can do is pray I don’t come in my damn pants because things are about to get hotter. She is lying there with her head on this bath pillow thingy and her arms resting on the side of the tub. Her eyes are closed and I’m glad because I want this first touch to be a surprise. I soap my hands up again and begin caressing her upper chest, she keeps her eyes closed, but as I get nearer to her breasts, she starts to thrust her chest up towards me. I go around in a circle touching every part but her nipple. Then I do the same to the other breast. She is breathing heavily, but still has her eyes closed. I take my thumbs and brush the soap over and around each nipple and her back arches out of the tub with a moan. After doing this a few times, I take the loofah and put soap on it and then do the same pass over and around each nipple. By this time, she is moaning so loudly, it’s all I can do not to pull her out of the tub and thrust into her. I take the hot water and rinse off her chest and dry it off somewhat. I tell her to close her eyes and keep her hands on the side of the tub. Somehow, I don’t think she is going to follow my directions.
I soap her stomach up again as well as her legs and then before she knows where I’m going, I stroke the lips of her bare pussy. I don’t know if she waxes or shaves, but she is completely bare and so soft to my touch. I stay on the outside until she starts to thrust her hips up at me. Making sure she is wet, I move two fingers along her slit from the opening to her clit. When I reach her clit, she moans and starts to plead with me. I’m trying to make this as good for her as possible and I repeat the same passes, but this time when I get to her clit, I begin stroking it while moving my mouth to her nipple and licking it. Her moans are getting louder and I can feel the walls of her pussy starting to flutter when I make another pass up through her slit.
“Are you getting close, princess,”
She moans and shakes her head yes and this time I gather her juices around her clit and stroke over it. I know she is expecting me to keep doing that, but I do something I have never done before. I don’t know what makes me do it, but all of a sudden while stroking her clit, I gently pinch while scoring my teeth on her nipple. Chloe screams loudly and thrashes about and I immediately push two fingers into her vagina. I don't go in to far since she is still innocent, but I can still feel her walls clenching over and over while she moans and screams my name. I stay with her and stroke her gently until the clenching stops and she begins pushing my hand away. I lean forward and kiss her because I have to do something. I am in legitimate pain, but I don’t care…this was for her…I’ll just have to take care of myself later.
After making sure she is clean and then rinsed off, I lift her out of the tub and begin drying her off. She asks what about me and I tell her there will be plenty of time for me later…this was only meant to be for her. I go in her room and get a sleep shirt for her. She raises her eyebrows when she sees no panties, but I just laugh. While she is brushing her teeth and doing whatever girls do before bed, I go outside to my truck. Right now, I’m glad that I always keep an extra bag of clothes, toothbrush, etc. in there in case I have to go somewhere straight from the hospital.
When I get back to her apartment, she tells me that the bathroom is free. She has already cleaned up the water from the bathtub and put away the towels. I brush my teeth and take my socks, boots, and t-shirt back off. I wish I had something besides jeans to lay down in, but it’s better than nothing.
She knocks on the bathroom door and asks with a blush, “Are you commando under those jeans?”
Winking at her, I say, “No, pervert, I’m not.”
Her blush really reddens and she says that if I was planning on staying the night, I could just sleep in my underwear. I was not planning to stay, but hell will freeze over before I leave now.
It’s only 8:00 PM, but we pile up in her bed anyway and she says to let her know when I get hungry and she will either call out or make something. I roll her over and start kissing her neck and say I’m already hungry. Looking into her beautiful face, she grins at my innuendo. I know she isn’t ready for anything else so we pull up some movies on Netflix. She takes pity on me and lets me pick. I try not to be a jerk and only pick out guy movies so we compromise. We decide on Rush Hour 3 because she loves the scene where the nun translates for the assassin and the outtakes with Jackie Chan and Chris Tucker at the end of the movie.
We watch movies, order Chinese take-out, and then do a little making out before finally just holding each other. I lay there and hold her and think of what I have found and how special she is. I know it’s way too soon to say things like I love you, but I have never felt like this before. Even with my dick aching, I’m happy because I have my girl in my arms. Hugging her tighter, my last thoughts before I fade off to sleep is that I’m the luckiest asshole on the planet.