Taboo Desire

Chapter Twelve

Bailey

Jack and I spent most of yesterday in the bedroom and he spent a lot of time showing me how much he appreciates me, but he always shows me how grateful he is to have me every time we have sex anyway, he always shows me how much he loves me both in and out of the bedroom.

So right now I’m in bed and Jack has his arms wrapped around me tightly which makes me feel so safe and secure, even though it does make it hard for me to turn around and face him but I love the way he loosens his grip so that I can turn over and then tightens it again when he knows that I’m once again settled beside him, then again I love everything about him, he’s all round amazing, I run my hands over his face that needs a shave because he now has slight stubble which I don’t mind a bit of stubble but he likes to be clean shaven all the time, whether that is what Marion expected or something he likes I have no idea but if it is what Marion expected then I will make it perfectly clear to him that it’s not what I expect of him.

My notion soon wakes Jack up as he slowly opens his eyes and gives me a little smile, “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” I smile, and I kiss him lightly, “How are you?”

“I’m alright. How are you?”

“I’m fine, Jack,” I stroke his cheek, “You have a little stubble.”

“Yeah, I know. Not for long.”

“I don’t mind it.”

“I do.”

“Why?”

He looks blank for a moment, “I have no idea.”

“Is it something you don’t like or was it something Marion didn’t like?” I ask him.

“I have never really thought about it.”

“Marion really did a number on you mentally didn’t she?”

“Yeah, I guess she did.”

I gesture for Jack to lay on his back and I straddle him, “I want to make love to you. Do you want me, Jack?”

“I’ll always want you.”

I put my hands on his chest and guide myself onto him we both gasp at my notion, he puts his hands on my hips and looks me in the eyes, I’m only comfortable with eye contact when we’re like this, I’ve never really been a fan of eye contact, but I do know that making love calls for it. I keep the pace slow and gentle which is the way we love it, our eyes on each other and our hands doing slow caresses over each other’s bodies, we both start sweating and moaning the closer we get to climax.

Jack sits up, so he can wrap his arms around me and nuzzle into my neck, “Jesus Bailey,” He groans, “What do you do to me?”

“Nothing you don’t want,” I whisper as I nibble on his ear.

Jack tugs on my hair as he pulls me to him for a rough kiss, after a couple of minutes we both climax, I ease us both down and Jack then rolls me onto my back so that he can lay on top of me, “Bailey O Neil, you drive me crazy.”