Wife for Hire

Chapter 20

(Karmen) 

    Jason’s lips, they were so soft and demanding, he pushed me onto the bed and pinned my hands up above my head as he trailed kisses down my neck, between my breasts, and my stomach. I moaned and he looked up at me and smiled before continuing his trail of kisses down my body. He’d gotten down to my thighs and at this point, my mind was racing with all of the things I wanted him to do, that I wanted to do to him. His hands slowly caressed my sides and my cheek, before he went back down to my thighs, he hooked his finger in my shorts and began to pull them down along with my underwear, finally he pushed my legs open and with one last look his head dipped and... I was awake. 
    I gasped as I sat up in bed and took in my surroundings. The black comforter and curtains, the way the room was set up with my dresser and walk in closet. I stopped. Black comforter? My comforter was purple. I looked down again and saw that I was in Jason’s room. Again. I sighed, no wonder I had had that dream, let alone the kiss from the night before. Instinctively my hands went back up to my lips again, that kiss, it was amazing. I couldn’t get comfortable at all when I tried to go to bed and I tried eating some ice cream to stop the wild thoughts and then he came downstairs, shirtless with pajama pants and I lost it again. All I could do was eat my ice cream faster. When I was done with the ice cream, I came upstairs and got comfortable only to have a nightmare and after that I was too scared to sleep on my own. 
    I went to shift to get a bit more comfortable when his hand went across my lap and he pulled me to him. I blushed, but I didn’t know if I should wake him or not. I decided to just lay there for a moment and take in everything that had happened, but I had somehow managed to get lost in how peaceful he looked. I pushed some hair out of his face and his eyes shot open. My eyes widened and I froze, my hand still stuck in his hair. I began to pull it away, but he grabbed it and held onto it. 
    “Good morning Karebear.” He said snuggling closer to me, his head landing on my breast. I tried not to blush, but I knew any heat that had been going through me before because of my dream, had gotten ten times worse. 
    “G-good morning.” I managed to croak out. He took a deep breath and held me tighter. What was going on with him this morning? Maybe he was still asleep? Maybe he had been dreaming and thought this was all a dream? He must have thought something because he tensed and then slowly raised his head to look at me. 
    “This isn’t a dream?” He asked. I shook my head slowly. 
    “You’re in my room.” I nodded. He didn’t seem to remember last night at all. Maybe he didn’t remember the kiss either. 
    “You’re in my room. In my bed.” I nodded again and that’s when I felt it, something firm pushing up against my leg. I gasped and we both moved away from each other, me still on the bed, him on the floor. I peeked over the edge of the bed, to find him rubbing the back of his head. 
    “Ouch,” He mumbled before looking at me again and then looking away. I didn’t know what to say or how I should react. Morning wood was completely normal, nothing to be embarrassed about, right? We sat there a little longer trying to think of something to say. Anything to say. 
    “I’m going to go the bathroom!” 
    “I’ll go start the coffee!” We both said at the same time. We paused for a minute, then both started moving at the same time. We both began to walk around the bed only to get stuck doing an awkward shuffle dance at the foot of the bed. Finally Jason moved to the side and I rushed out of the room. I closed his bedroom door behind me and leaned against it, a hand up to my heart to calm it’s fierce beating. These next couple of weeks would be torture. 

(Jason) 
    I walked in the bathroom and leaned against the counter, looking down at the bulge in my pants and sighed. I had been having a very interesting dream about me and Karmen and what would have happened had we not stopped the kiss and sighed. What had I been thinking? No matter how cute she looked last night, I should have just pretended to be too uncomfortable to sleep in the same bed with her, but at the same time, I wanted nothing more than to feel her pressed against me again. I turned on the sink and splashed cold water on my face. These next couple of weeks would be torture. 
    I walked downstairs and into the kitchen to see Karmen standing there next to the coffee pot. She had changed into jeans and a t-shirt and I couldn’t help the breath of relief that escaped. I couldn’t handle her seeing in those shirts all throughout breakfast. 
    “Is there anything in particular you want for breakfast?” I asked as I looked in the fridge for what we had. We would have to go grocery shopping soon. I was about to ask again, when glass shattered and I heard her curse. I slammed the fridge shut and rushed over to her. She must have been pouring the coffee and spilled some on her hand. 
    “Shit Karmen, are you okay?” She looked down at her hand and nodded before turning to turn the sink on and running her hand under cold water. 
    “I’ll go get the first aid kit!” I said, but she grabbed me before I could turn away and shook her head. 
    “It’s fine Jason, it wasn’t that hot. Here, I’ll clean this up.” She turned the water off and went to pick the broken glass up. I stooped down at the same time as her and we happened to bump our heads against each others. We both grabbed the spots that we had bumped and then looked at each other. It took us a minute to register what had happened, but when we did, we both burst out laughing. 
    “Are you okay?” She asked between giggles. I nodded my head trying not to lose control of my laughter. 
    “I’m fine, are you okay?” She nodded and we took our time picking up glass together and throwing the pieces away. After that we decided that neither of us wanted to cook anymore and we decided to go out for breakfast instead. 
    Karmen insisted on going to the diner she used to work at for breakfast and while I was mainly against it, she gave me those pouty lips and puppy dog eyes and I couldn’t say no. She was so happy when I agreed that she pulled me into a hug and all I could feel was her chest against mine and I was back where we were this morning, scrambling away from each other and awkwardly trying to leave the room. I went upstairs and got changed and met her back downstairs. I grabbed both of our jackets from the hall closet and handed her hers before walking outside to the car. Once we got to the car I turned her seat warmer on and the heat on making sure the vents were pointed in her direction. 
    “Ready?” I asked. When she nodded I nodded once and we headed to her diner.