[PJM] Not So Innocent [COMPLETED]

Desperate

     Nicole was still laying in bed. It had been three months and she had rarely left the bed since our son's death. She lays in our room and stares at the ceiling. She only gets up to use the bathroom or paint.

     She picked it up soon after we lost him. I remember coming into the room one night to give her food and she was sound asleep, a fresh painting on the windowsill.

     That was the first time I'd let myself cry.

     As her boyfriend, I felt the need to stay strong in order to keep her strong but nothing was working...

     I heard her stir so I knelt by her side ,"Nicole... Honey, I brought some chicken noodle soup..."

     She rolled over ,"Chicken noodle..?"

     I sighed ,"I dont know how to cook...:

     I heard a faint giggle before she shattered my heart again.

     "Y'know... There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside of you... Its like the end of a song but the melody still lingers on..."

     I froze, letting each individual word seep into my soul. Tears spill from my eyes before I could stop them and she chuckles.

     "It hurts, I know..."

     But as she looks at me, she smiles and turns on her side to grab my wrist.

     "Daddy, please come here. Make me feel better."

     I take a deep breath ,"N-no... that won't help."

     She sits up ,"If you won't then I will."

     The bed creaks as she sits up and removes her shirt to show her bra-less chest. Her hands reach down to slide off her pajama buttons and underwear.

     "Nicole-"

    She moans loudly as one of her fingers slips into her core. Her hand moves and she sits back, moaning obnoxiously.

     I stand up and reach to pull her arm away ,"Nic-"

     She pulls me on top of her, her hand sliding from her womanhood. She snakes her arms around my neck and kisses me as she fondles my cock.

     "Shit..." I breathe out, my senses taking over.

     I pull her close to me and kiss her deeper. Her hands slip from inside my pants and push hurriedly on my jeans and boxers.

     She was beyond waiting and asking, her nails scratching down my legs as she pulled and tugged.

     They finally came off and she began panting and whining. Each second dragged on for her, I could hear it in her whines. I leaned to the bedside table and reached into the drawer, a condom crinkling in my hand..

     I slip it on and instantly slide into her.

     "O-oh shit..!" She squeals, squirming under me ,"Its been so long..

     I stop and sit as still as possible, savoring the tightness of her walls around me ,"Shit, did I go to quickly?"

     She bucked her hips up, her pussy clenching as she wanted more.  "Feels so good, daddy... Please move!"

     She didnt have to beg, I was ready to give in at her bec and call. She has me so wrapped around her finger...

     Her nails claw into my back as i begin thrusting faster and faster, soft and sweet moans falling senselessly from her lips and into the steamy air. Our breathing is sporadic and words fall from lips in small whispers and incoherent jumbles.

     This is what I've missed the most.

     Not the sec, but to have her close and in sync with me. To feel as if she'd never leave my side and I could hold her forever.

     I always found great things to live for, but now I can say that I've found something to die for.

     My stomach tightens and I bite my lip,knowing that I have to play it nonchalant, per usual.

     I carefully bring my speed up, making sure to hit her in all of the right spots but none of mine so as not to cum.

     She yelps and I feel her walks clench as she releases onto me and I speed up even more. She squeals and pants as I gain my high once again, eventually spilling over loudly.

     Her pants follow me as I pull out and get off of the bed to tie the condom. Once finished I lay down.

     "Hey," I stroke her head and whisper.

     She snuggles into my side and sniffles ,"I-I'm sad..."

     I hugged her gently ,"I know, dearheart."

     She shook slightly ,"What do we do now, Jimin..?" I can hear the heartbreak in her voice. "I'm...  lost."

     I sit up ,"Try again. But... actually try."

     She scrunched her nose ,"We couldn't... I couldnt stand it... Not after losing one."

     "Just trust me," I smiled.

     She wipes her eye ,"Why...?"

     "Because, when the world says 'give up', hope says 'try one more time'."

     She sniffs and takes my hand ,"I'm just not ready to try again yet..."

     I nod and pull her down once more ,"Let's sleep now. I'm sure we will talk in the morning. "