The Change Up

Lovers & Friends Part 2

Chase's POV:
Jo kneeling on the bed, her trembling hands reaching for my belt as she licked her lips -in my opinion- was by far the sexiest thing to have ever happened on this earth. And then when she touched me, it was like sensory overload. The sounds of our labored breathing got louder. The smell of her shampoo got stronger. My body became more responsive. Spellbound by the woman in front of me, I watched as she carefully worked the buckle of my belt with deft fingers.

As if in slow motion, I watched as she fumbled with the button of my jeans. When her knuckles grazed over my stomach, my knees nearly gave out. It really was a miracle that I was still standing.

"Never knew you were the commando type." she purred as she eased down the zipper of my jeans.

"There's a lot you don't know about me babygirl." I panted out.

"Like what?" she asked, looking up at me, her green eyes sparkling with desire.

"Like how many times I've pictured us just like this. You on your knees in front of me, your mouth inches away from my cock." I said.

"Like this?" she said.

"Fuck yes." I growled.

"And what did you imagine me doing?" she asked.

"Taking me down-" was all I managed before she forcefully shoved my janes down under my ass, freeing my cock and then taking me into her mouth. I take back my statement about her kneeling being the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. This, by far, was the sexiest thing I'd ever seen or probably ever would see again in my life.

With slow bobs of her head, she took more and more of me. And when she realized that she could take all of it, one of her tiny hands wrapped around my cock, her fingers not quite wrapping all the way around, and began sliding from the foot of me up to where her mouth stopped. I didn't want to think about how she had perfected giving head, but damn if she wasn't a master at it. So much so that even twenty seconds into the best blowjob of my fucking life, I could feel my oragsm building to epic proportions.

"Fuckkkk" I moaned loudly as she swirled the tip of her tongue around the head of my cock, paying extra attention to the slit in the tip. I didn't have to look down to see the grin that came upon her face in that moment -I could feel it.

But as exceptional as the feel of her mouth on my cock was, I had to stop this because if I was only allowed this one night, this needed to be about her and the pleasure that I could bring her. I moaned in agony when I gently pushed her back onto the bed and my cock slipped from her mouth.

"I don't want to come that way, baby." I said to ease the wounded look on her face. "I want to be deep inside of you when I find my release."

Sliding her up the bed, I angled myself over her and began kissing her passionately. I could taste myself on her tongue. The combination of her and me mixing on her tongue was unimaginable, indescribable, and fucking unbelieveable. If I could bottle it up, it would be the only thing that I would want to taste for the rest of my life.

I felt Jo's feet hook under my ass, pulling me forwards begging me to fill her. And I was unable to hold myself back any longer. This. This was the one thing I'd wanted more than life itself for the past six years. Carefully, I fisted my cock in my hands and aligned myself with her opening.

"Are you sure Jo?" I said through gritted teeth. It might actually kill me if she told me this wasn't what she wanted.

"Yes." she purred once again. To prove her point, she dug her heels into the backs of my legs, causing the head of my cock to slip between her folds. My eyes crossed at the feel of her pussy sucking my cock, trying to drag me deeper inside of her.

Unable to keep myself from moving, I slowly sank inch by agonizing inch inside of her, letting the clenching of her walls pull me deeper and deeper. When I hit the bottom of her, I stayed there for a minute, scared to move for fear of this being over all too soon. When I was sure that I wasn't about to go off, I slowly withdrew until only the tip remained before slamming into her and making her scream my name. The sound of my name on her lips like this was better than anything I'd ever heard. Better than Angels singing. Better than hearing a baby laugh. Better than everything.

Setting up a punishing rhythm, I drove into her, chasing the releases I so desperately craved but wanting to make sure she was right there with me. And it did take long before I felt her legs tremble and her pussy gripping my cock like a vice. With the first spasm of her pussy, I felt the first spurt of my seed fly from my body, hitting the bottom of her. I held myself there until I'd spilled every last drop of my seed in her.

Rolling onto the bed, I pulled her flush against me with her head resting on my chest. A memory tugged at my brain of her being filled with my seed but it was patchy -almost as if it was something that I'd fantasized about. Brushing it off since that was most likely the case, I placed a kiss on the crown of her head.

"Do you really have to leave me?" I asked, my voice filled with vulnerability.

"You know I do." she said sleepily.

"I know. But you can't blame a man for asking for clarification." I said.

"Chasey?"

"Hmmm?" I grunted.

"What you said earlier about being in love with me. Was that true?" she asked.

"Every fucking word Jo." I said.

"You know I love you too, right?" she said questionly.

"I know honey." I said, my heart breaking because while I'd just made love to the woman that I've loved for 6 years, she was still leaving tomorrow and I'd still be here in Tennessee. She was still having another man's baby, not mine. "Get some sleep Jo. The movers will be here early."

Just before dawn, I stood at the foot of the bed as I was getting dressed watching Jo sleeping. The sheet had fallen around her waist, giving me a view of her naked body as he lay on her side. It took everything in me to not climb back in that bed and having my way with her again. But I needed to get out of here. There was no way that my heart would be able to watch her load this place up, climb in her Explorer and drive away. It was bad enough to know she was leaving after what happened between us last night, but to have to watch it, I just couldn't do it.

Walking over to the bed, I placed a gentle kiss on her lips and leaned close to her ear. "I love you Jo. Don't forget me."

Turning on my heel, I walked to the bedroom door and stooped to get one last look. Feeling tears pool in my eyes from what I would be losing in a matter of hours, I forced myself to walk out of the room and out of the small apartment, making sure to lock up. Feeling feelings that I've never felt, I climbed into my truck and just drove, no destination in mind. I needed some time away from Nashville, and the memory of what happened in that bedroom. I needed time to clear my head. Maybe it was time to go home to North Carolina and let the comforts of being home and my family heal me.