Jesse's Girl (COMPLETE)

Chapter 23

* Jesse *

To say I enjoyed watching Catherine all hot and bothered was an understatement.

In truth it was such a fucking turn on.

And knowing I was the reason for it was even better.

I tried to hide my smug grin but judging by the epic eye roll I received when I got back in the car, I must not have done a very good job of it.

Not that it really mattered anyway, I mean if my morning glory poking her in the back when we woke up in her bed didn't give her an obvious idea of what she does to me then I don't know what will.

After a short drive we finally arrived at her place, I turned the car off and made no move to get out and she followed suit. Glancing over I noticed she was staring out of her window, lost in thought.

Ok Jesse, here it goes.

'Catherine...' I started sheepishly as I ran a nervous hand through my hair.

'Jesse' she replied simply as she turned and focused those piercing blue eyes on me.

'Look... ahhh' I mumbled.

Why was it so hard to get these damn words out of my mouth.

Why did I even feel the need to do this.

This wasn't me.

The honest truth is no matter how hard I tried to convince myself that she was just like every other girl, the only difference being I might fuck her more than once, I knew deep down that wasn't the case.

No matter how hard I tried to tell myself I was better off alone, thoughts of her smile, a smile she rarely gave anyone, pushed those feelings aside.

I hated to admit it but I wanted her, I wanted to be with her. I wanted to keep her safe and make her laugh and smile and shower her with affection. I wanted all of those things and so many more.

And I didn't give a fuck if that made me sound soft.

I don't know what she was doing to me but I didn't care. Seeing that douchebag's hands on her earlier today only cemented my feelings.

She was mine and only mine.

Catherine was mine.

But before I could even think about getting to that point with her, I needed to apologise first.

'I... uhhh' I started again, wiping my now sweaty hands on my shorts.

She just sat there quietly making no effort to help me, her eyes studying my every move which only made me even more nervous.

'Shit' I groaned as I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

'I don't usually do this' I said more to myself then anything. Opening my eyes I turned to face her where my eyes were instantly met with her inquisitive ones.

Taking in a deep breath I bit the bullet and forged on.

'Catherine.. I'm sorry...' I said with as much meaning as I could as I reached over and placed my hand gently on her arm.

I needed her to know that I truely did mean it, that I wasn't just saying it because it's what she wanted to hear.

Catherine studied my hand resting on her arm without saying a word, before she eventually titled her head to the side ever so slightly. Her gaze ran up my arm and across my chest until it was once again focused so intensely on my face it felt like those big blue eyes were staring straight into my soul, like she was looking right into the deepest part of me to try and uncover what lay beneath. The intensity of her scrutiny made me squirm, it had me feeling raw and stripped bare in front of her. After what felt like an eternity she finally reached out and covered my hand with her own, giving it a slight, small squeeze.

'Ok' she said simply.

'Ok?... I asked slightly unsure.

I mean she wasn't going to let me off that easily was she?

'Ok' she replied, her tone a little firmer then before, more determined. It was as if she had decided that whatever it was she had read in my eyes was enough to accept my poor excuse of an apology.

I sat there a little stunned as I watched her climb out of the car and head inside. As she walked away I couldn't help but check out the amazing view of her ass.

Damn the things I would love to do to that ass.

After a few minutes lost in my dirty thoughts I quickly jumped out of the car and followed after her. Noticing that she had left the front door open I took that as a good sign.

I walked inside, closing and locking the door behind me as I peeked into the lounge room only to find it empty. I made my way to the kitchen only to find it empty too, although there was a plate of food with a sticky note with my name written on it next to it and a bottle of water left sitting out on the bench.

'How long had I been day dreaming in the car?' I mused to myself.

As I took a bite to eat I couldn't help but smile at the thoughtful gesture, I mean it may not be anything special to most people but for someone who has basically never had anyone looking out for them their whole entire life, this simple gesture, well it was nice.

I quickly finished my snack before I went searching for Catherine again, as I wandered down the hall I could hear the shower running, solving the mystery of where she had disappeared too.

Silently making my way back to the lounge room I got comfortable on the couch. Switching on the tv and relaxing into the soft cushions I stretched out and let out a deeply contented sigh. Knowing my girl was comfortable enough with me in her house to let me do as I pleased had a shit eating grin plastered firmly on my face.

About fifteen minutes later the hint of coconuts caught my attention, looking up I saw Catherine leaning against the wall watching me with a content smile on her lips.

'What are smirking about' Catherine finally asked as she pushed her body off the wall and walked into the room and damn if it wasn't my turn to stare.

Her jet black hair, damp from the shower, flowed in natural waves down her back. She was wearing the shortest pair of denim shorts I think I'd ever seen, I mean they were that short they could have passed for underwear. She paired those with a lose fitting white singlet and a very obvious black bra.

Fuck she was stunning.

As subtly as I could I tried to position a cushion in front of my groin to hide my very obvious approval of her outfit.

If she caught me she didn't let on, she just walked over and sat on the single chair off to the side, tucking her legs up under her body.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her and as she leaned over to grab the remote the gapping sleeve holes of her singlet fell forward giving me an unhindered view of her flawless breasts, cupped to perfection in that enticing black lace bra.

I swallowed hard, as I tried to subtly rearrange my now throbbing cock in my shorts.

Thankfully, once again, she didn't seem to notice.

'I told you last night that I don't bite' I grinned at her as she looked over at me.

'That's a shame' she purred as she flashed me a mischievous grin. Leaning back into her seat and stretching out, making sure to accentuate every single one of her perfect curves.

She had my attention and she knew it.