All thoughts of Kim and her upcoming visit this weekend seemed to disappear the second our clothing began to come off. He was right, this was way better than talking about people who didn't deserve my time. Jared lowered his pants and when I took in the sight of his magnificent erection, my heart began beating faster. I fucking need this, I need him. He always showed up when I was feeling so down. After leaving the office, my plans were to pop open a bottle of wine and relax with another slasher flick, but this was so much better. "I missed you so much," I said excitedly, pressing my lips to his. Jared flipped us over with ease. The muscles in his arms straining. He had been working out lately, I could tell. In a matter of seconds we were both completely naked as I hovered over his sexy, lean body. I couldn't seem to get close enough. Judging by how fast we stripped down, I was certain it would be over fast. I was wrong. He proved to be more tender and sweet as the relationship had progressed, and tonight wasn't any different.
Being with Jared always felt so amazing, so right, and as hard as I tried to concentrate on what was happening right at that very second, feelings of guilt edged their way in. But then, so did thoughts of my twisted past. Why didn't I just tell him the truth? He deserved it and would be understanding. He'd never judge me, I reasoned. My lips trembled and the sudden, very brief spurt of courage died out in my throat before I could even get a single word out. Jared's mouth focused on my neck and his hands roamed all over my body.
I blinked away the tears that threatened to consume me as his fingers moved lower, finding the wetness between my legs. Avoiding his eyes, I pushed all thoughts away and was determined to allow him to make me feel good. "So beautiful," he whispered, plunging two fingers into me.
"God!" I groaned, closing my eyes as my breathing became faster and very
My mind may have had trouble staying present, but my body certainly reacted to him. Jared curled his fingers and began rubbing my clit, quickly sending my body into a splintering orgasm. Teeth sank into my skin as Jared sucked my nipple into his mouth. I shuddered violently and he replaced his fingers with his thick, veiny shaft.
"Look at me baby," he whispered, tilting my chin up and urging me to look at him. I couldn't deny him the eye to eye contact he so desperately wanted at that moment. Two days. He was only here for two days. What I wouldn't give to say fuck it and hop on a plane with him before my sister arrived on Saturday. Cupping my ass, Jared's fingers kneaded my skin as he guided me at the pace he wanted. "You feel so good Carrie."
"I love you." I whispered back, my heart fluttering like mad. Our bodies moved together so perfectly and I knew he was close. Jared's grip grew tighter and I lost all sense of a steady rhythm. My body shook violently and for the first time in a long time, we tumbled over that cliff together. Jared's body tensed as he groaned loudly. My eyes rolled back in my head and my hips slowed.
Grinning wildly, I climbed off of him, dropping down next to him. I could feel the warmth dripping out of me as I lay there completely satisfied. "Mmm, I feel so relaxed, but I'm starving. What about you?"
He ran his fingers through his hair and yawned. "I had some candy earlier, but I could definitely eat. What did you have in mind?"
I giggled, turning on my side to face him. "I have PB&J and maybe some salad mix." I dropped my head down on the mattress with a sigh. "Sorry, I was planning on drinking my dinner tonight."
"You should eat real food. Wine doesn't count as a meal Care. Peanut butter and jelly is fine with me, unless you'd rather some pizza."
"I don't care either way, but we do need a shower first."
"Agreed."
We got up, showered and made a sandwich before picking out a horror movie to watch. By ten we were back in bed and I snuggled into him, enjoying something I didn't get very often, a peaceful, normal evening with Jared.
Some days it sucked having an internal clock. Within seconds of my eyes popping open at five, I sat up, instantly cringing at the ache between my legs. I glanced back at the beautiful man lying on his back, sleeping peacefully. Did Jared have morning wood? The tent in the sheet proved that he did. Smirking, I stood up, amused by the dirty thoughts that filled my head so early in the morning. Sadly, I needed coffee before any more sex was to be had. Maybe I'd just make him breakfast and serve it to him in bed.
My black satin robe was hanging from the back of my bedroom door and I sauntered over to it, pulling it down and sliding it on. Turning to catch one more peek at my man, I tied the robe closed.
I froze in place, watching his hand slip beneath the sheet to stroke what was obviously standing at full attention this morning. He yawned, shifting as his hand moved from my favorite body part of his to the empty spot next to him. His eyes opened and he stretched. "Why are you even awake now?"
"I'm only up an hour before my alarm usually goes off. I do have to work today Jared. Look, I'm gonna go make some coffee and possibly some pancakes, you go back to sleep and I'll wake you when they're ready."
Three hours later, I walked into the office with the biggest smile on my face. "Morning Joshie."
He did a double take and crinkled his nose. "I hate you. You do realize that I can smell him all over you, right? I thought Mr. wonderful was out on the road." Josh went back to staring at his computer screen.
I dropped my purse and laptop down on the desk. "He is.. was. He came to see me while he had a quick break. Why, you jealous?"
"Uh, is it that obvious? What I wouldn't give to have that gorgeous body wrapped around me all night long."
I lunged at him from behind, wrapping my arms around him and kissing his cheek. "Aww, all you had to do was ask!" I don't know what came over me, but I was in such a good mood that Josh's bitchy attitude couldn't even bring me down. "And Thank you for cleaning my desk."
"Whatever! God, what's your deal today?" He shrugged free of my tight grip. "You're all hopped up on post sex and I almost can't stand it. You know how grumpy I am in the morning, Carolyn Ann."
The use of my middle name sent a wave of annoyance through my body. Josh knew how much I hated to be called Carolyn, but I especially hated when people called me Carolyn Ann or Carolyn Ann Taylor. It brought back some very uncomfortable memories of my teen years.
'Jesus, just get me through the next few hours so I can have another amazing night with Jared before he leaves and my sister comes to town.'
