by Angela Blake
Although Thomas knew that Jordyn was spent, he also knew this was far from over. Their escapades only proved that as a man, he cannot neglect the woman she loved for so long. That their escapades was more of Thomas wanting to win Jordyn back, no matter the cost. And that Thomas still loved Jordyn from the bottom of his heart. Jordyn took over earlier. But as a man, he wanted to reciprocate. But Thomas did not want to incessantly rouse Jordyn from her pseudo-sleep. He spat in his palm and rubbed it all over his rod. Although he could still see slivers of glistening white liquid in Jordyn’s crotch, adding more was something he deemed necessary.
Slowly, he pushed through Jordyn. A small moan escaped her lips. As for Thomas, the stickiness and the sounds of her membrane seemed to egg him on. The small opening between her legs seem to pulse along with every pound, inviting him inside. Picking up the pace, he grinded against Jordyn. The result was almost effective immediately. Jordyn grabbed Thomas’ hands that held her waist.
“More,” Jordyn whispered softly. Her small voice carried weight across the space in which she said it. Thomas instinctively knew what she wanted. She wanted to be pleasured like a woman. A woman that he had loved for the longest time.
His pounding became much more vigorous. His pistoning was reaching her g-spot faster and harder. He was attacking her weak spot with such precision that she wanted to moan. She wanted to scream his name. She wanted to urge him on. But, her body’s pleasure centers were overloading. She was nearing her climax again. It was always like this, she thought. If he took control, I feel so weak.
“L-Let’s come together!” her request seemed to sound loud amid everything she was hearing.
“Yeah! I’m close!” Thomas half-shouted, with a grunt.
The warm feeling that she felt earlier returned and was making way from her abdomen to her pelvis to her crotch. She held it back and looked at Thomas. He was also looking at her, his eyes warm and welcoming. He nodded minutely and released himself onto Jordyn.
In response to the warmth that she was receiving, Jordyn arced her body. In the dim moonlight her body looked so voluptuous it captivated Thomas.
Their fluids merged inside Jordyn. The heat of it all, the exhaustion and the pleasure suddenly felt so satisfying. Her arced back slowly dropped and she slumped back to the picnic blanket. Their union seemed to last forever until Thomas pulled it out.
He slowly went to the picnic basket and grabbed the tissues inside. Using those, he wiped his member and went over to Jordyn. He slowly wiped the excesses near her crotch. Jordyn giggled softly as he looked so serious doing it.
After wiping Jordyn down, he put all tissues in the small garbage bag he brought.
“Wow, prepared much?” Jordyn looked a bit surprised.
“Well, yeah. I had to make a BIG impression,” Thomas replied. He looked serious, his muscular body seemed overwhelmingly large.
“But you did make a big impression. Especially your little guy,” she gestured at his member hanging limply. She felt exhausted and a bit lightheaded but fantastic nonetheless.
“Well, since you’ve had desert,” he winked at her. “Let’s have dinner.” He grabbed the wine bottle and the sandwiches he made earlier. There were a variety of sandwiches with different fillings. He hoped to dazzle Jordyn with his “cooking skills”.
“Naked?” she tried to sound as horrified as possible but she secretly liked the idea.
“Well… now that you said it…” Tom also a smaller blanket from the picnic basket.
“Jesus, how many things did you put in there? Looks like you planned the entire evening.” She laughed softly.
Oh how he loved hearing that. Her laugh seemed to make everything brighter – everything around her seemed to be sharper. Her features always seemed to exude an aura that he cannot fathom. An aura of brightness that envelops almost everyone near her. He missed that during the time they were both away.
“I, uh, also planned so we’d get a good spot in stargazing.” He said sheepishly.
“Getting romantic, are we?” She smiled and gazed at the night sky.
Thomas wrapped the small blanket around the two of them as they ate the sandwiches. The warmth of each other’s body seemed too welcoming for the two of them. And the seemingly bond that they had lost seemed to be mending every second they were together. Since he also forgot the wine glasses, he was the first to take a swig at the wine. Although he almost choked from Jordyn’s constant laughter, he managed to convince her to drink from the bottle itself.
Occasionally, Thomas would point at the stars. He would name some of the constellations that he knew – Orion, Lyra and Aquila. She would be listening intently – letting him fill the silence with his low voice. She remembered how their nights back then used to be – him just talking about nonsensical things and her just listening. Her heart seemed to thump softly at the recollection.
“I love you.” Jordyn said, almost in a whisper.
Thomas, looked at her. He looked straight in her eyes. His brown eyes seemed too large that she could probably drown in it.
“I love you, too.” Thomas answered. “So much.” His low voice seemed to get even lower, more somber and full.
“No, I love you more.” Jordyn smiled at him. Her heart was starting to lose its composure at the exchange of endearments.
“I love you most.” Thomas playfully kissed her forehead. And gently held her face in his hands. He was not planning to make love again for the moment but her member seemed to have a different mind of its own.
“No fair. No kissing… yet.” She blushed. She did not notice how Thomas reacted to their exchange.
“He who strikes first, wins.” He smiled as he took the wine bottle and took another swig. He was still far from being drunk but the lightheadedness was coming to him.
Jordyn also took the wine bottle from Thomas and took a small sip. Thomas knew that she was easily intoxicated but that didn’t stop him from bringing the wine. It was a date, after all. And who goes into a date without wine?
“What do you plan to do?” Jordyn suddenly asked. Unlike the previous conversations they had, she looked serious.
“I plan to stay here… and retire.” Thomas’ own words surprised even him. But he had resolved to retire from the military even before he left her.
“And what about work? Money?” Jordyn reached for his hand. She held it and Thomas lightly squeezed her.
“I plan to retire from the military. I already planned to retire after your ad aired. It’s time to leave the frontlines for the new recruits.” He knew that he wasn’t getting any younger anymore. He also knew that it was extremely risky to be in the field now that there were younger, more athletic and more adept at adapting to the situations that he considered troublesome.
“Are you sure? That’s quite a big decision.” She knew that for Thomas, being part of the military was his third proudest moment. The first moment he was proudest of was after he became a father to their beautiful daughter. The second was when she accepted his proposal of marriage.
“Yeah. I’ve got enough in my account. I could always find work. But being with you again, I’d trade anything in the world for that.” He tried hard to not let his voice break. He wanted to be with her again. Her love that he lost because of his own stupidity.
This time, Jordyn kissed him in the lips. He acquiesced and returned the gesture. She slightly opened her mouth and pushed her tongue against him. He was quite surprised at the act but he reciprocated nonetheless. Without breaking the kiss, Thomas grabbed the wine bottle from Jordyn’s hand and placed it away from them. He doesn’t want any accidents with the expensive wine.
Jordyn was breathing heavily. The intensity of the kiss that they share lit a fire inside her. She wanted him again. As if the only thing that her body would accept was Thomas, she wanted him.
She broke the kiss and looked straight in his eyes. “I love you and I missed you.”
“I love you, too. And I’m back.” He kissed her again, intensely.
As they were kissing, Thomas’ hands slowly caressed her nape and back. The thick muscular hands of his proved to be sensual too as Jordyn softly moaned. He then focused his attention on the two mounds that Jordyn had.
Unlike their previous encounters, Tom took a much slower and sensual approach in making love with her. He knew that Jordyn wanted the intensity of a quick and rough sex. But he also knew that she needed the intimate kind of sex – one that can last through the night.
As he gently grabbed her two breasts, he slowly fondled them, focusing on the two nipples. He broke the kiss and worked his way down. He gave small love pecks from her lips, to her neck, to her clavicle, until he reached her breasts.
Short, ragged breathes escaped the lips of Jordyn as Thomas started to suck her left breast and fondle the right one. He bit the nipple lightly and made circular motions with his tongue. He then sucked the tit and repeated it again.
On the other hand was the other breast. He flicked and played with the nipple until it was hard and erect. Satisfied with his work on the left breast, he switched to the right one. And repeated what he did. He knew Jordyn’s weak spots as much as she knew his. But, having the initiative in this round, it was easier to pinpoint everything.
Jordyn moaned from the attacks that Thomas did. But she knew it was her time to take charge. She tried to push down Thomas and have her way with him but his strong body did not budge. Instead, it was Thomas that pushed her down in the blanket.
But instead of fondling her breast or inserting his rod, he went down on to her crotch and smiled at her. Oh my God, Jordyn thought. It was one of those rare times that Thomas used to do to her. During their time together, she always knew that Thomas has mastered the control of his tongue.
He lifted up her legs and let it rest on his shoulders. Then, he held her with his left hand on her abdomen while his right hand free. She gasped for something to hold on to but found none. He kissed her thighs and started to work. He tasted every nook and cranny of her womanhood. After wetting it enough, he brought up his right hand to help with it.
Her whole body twitched and electricity was everywhere. She can feel the breaths that Tom took and every minute movements he did. He was using both his tongue and fingers to attack her and she had no way to retaliate. She used her both hands and grabbed his head. She mimicked the motions that he was doing. It was so that he could do it faster.
Understanding what Jordyn meant with the gesture, he ratcheted up the pace. He used his tongue with utmost precision with his fingers serving as would-be vibrators and only increasing the pleasure that he wanted Jordyn to feel.
“I-I’m coming!” Jordyn practically shouted with her gritted teeth.
Thomas internally smiled but kept eating her out. The declaration only pushed him to do more until she gave up. This was always one of her favorite acts that he did not particularly grant. But whenever he did, she always came first.
A few seconds later, the white, hot liquid came forth from Jordyn’s womanhood. It did not gush out of her but rather streamed out in uniform line. Thomas, awash by the scent of Jordyn that seeped through his nostrils and envelop the entirety of his face, did what he usually does and proceeded to taste her fluids.
Surprised, Jordyn said, “W-Wait, I’m sensitive right now so w-wai-! Guh!”
Hearing the surprise from Jordyn did not hinder Thomas. He gulped down the fluids that lined her crotch and returned to her opening once again. It was as if it wanted more, it kept pulsing lively. Perhaps, it wanted something more, filling? But instead of complying with the wants of it, he placed a gentle kiss and sucked on it for a while.
Jordyn squirmed and flailed quite roughly but Thomas’ thick hands prevented her from moving too much. The sensitivity of her body was something that she wanted Thomas to overlook. Because she knew that being subjected to too much stimulus would make her–
While Thomas was still sucking on Jordyn’s crotch, a familiar taste entered his mouth. Unsurprised, he drank it from the spring from which it came. He wasn’t able to taste everything and some of the fluids dripped onto the blanket that they laid out. As he was about to be finished with Jordyn’s spring, he felt her legs limp.
He looked up and saw that Jordyn’s face was flushed pink and her body seemed to be glowing. She was laden with sweat again and her breathes were still ragged, her abdomen rising up and down in rhythm with her ragged breaths.
He slowly removed her legs from his shoulders and laid it gently in the blanket. He grabbed another set of tissues, wiped his mouth and chin. He then wiped Jordyn’s thighs and crotch area. After putting in the small garbage, he laid down next to Jordyn and put his arms around her.
Jordyn, as if reflexively, accepted the arms and laid her head onto it. Although ragged, she spoke quite wholly.
“T-That was amazing.” She can still feel the vibrations in her lower body, twitching every now and then.
“All for my amazing woman.” Thomas answered with a wink. He knew he wanted to pleasure her and did everything he could. He was glad that she was satisfied.
They both glanced up in the night sky. The stars were out in full force now, the city below them were still bright with cars and lit up houses but the sky looked so full with the stars. They don’t know what the other is thinking. They both wanted each other and under the stars, they became one again. It was as if the world itself seemed to agree that tragedies often lead to a proper ending. An ending that would be full of happiness. Unlike their previous end.
“The stars are so beautiful.” Without her watch, she only knew that it was around 10 in the evening. Still early, she thought. But damn, the view is great.
“Not as beautiful as you. You are MY brightest star.” Thomas did not immediately cringe but he could feel the cheesiness from what he said.
“Keep that up and we’re going to be the cheesiest couple ever.” She replied lightheartedly.
“That wouldn’t be so bad. Everyone will know us as the old lovebirds.” He laughed.
“With my rocking body and your rock-hard muscles, who would call us old?” She only knew of one person who would call them that – Franny. Not necessarily a bad thing but still, the thought of Franny repeatedly calling them old might make her old.
“Probably your best friend and some of my military friends.” He was trying to remember which of his friends were bad at making jokes and worse at knowing other people.
“In that case, it’s fine. We both know the mojo of love-making only gets better with age.” She smiled tauntingly. Knowing full-well what she meant, he smiled at her.
Then silence. They returned to looking at the stars. Jordyn would be drawing circles at Thomas’ chest while he kept caressing her hair.
The two of them were so engrossed in the body of one another that they did not felt the sleepiness until it hit them. The sleepiness overcame them suddenly. Although Thomas was the first to hit the sack, Jordyn soon followed – with his snores acting as something that reassured her sleep.
Chapter Ten
The first streams of light were starting to hit her face so Jordyn groggily woke up. After noticing that she was still naked, she wrapped the small blanket around herself. Rubbing her eyes a few times to clear her vision, she noticed that she was alone. The picnic basket was still there with wine bottle still a quarter full and at least three more sandwiches left. The small garbage bag (possibly filled with tissues used last night), was also there. But there was no sign of Thomas.
Grabbing her clothes off of the ground, she tried to dress up as quickly as possible. After securing all of her undergarments and items. She checked how she looked. Then she fixed the picnic basket, the blankets and all the things that Tom brought. She tried to walk straight, but last night was so intense that she couldn’t exactly walk straight. After reaching the elevator, she was about to press for it to come up when it opened on its own.
“Thank God, you’re back. I thought you left me alone.” The door wasn’t even fully opened y
et she thought it was Thomas. However, it was Franny. She was wearing her full office attire. That was a surprise, she only saw Franny wearing formal attire whenever it was needed or something bad was about to happen.
Franny seemed almost as uncomfortable as she felt which was something. As their eyes landed on each other, it felt as if Jordyn’s world had been paused. The silence was quite deafening. Uncomfortably still, in response to intimate night that she and Thomas shared she felt ashamed and embarrassed. If it weren’t for her surprise, she probably would’ve talked about her night and what happened.
“Jordyn…” The statement hadn’t come with any additional words. Instead, Franny eased a strand of hair behind her ear. It’s what she does when she was nervous. Jordyn hated that she knew that.
Somehow, she found her voice. “Uh, what are you doing here? Thomas bribed the guard so we could have the place to ourselves.”
“Thomas just left. He was called over by the General. It was something about retirement. He asked me to give you a lift home.” She shifted uncomfortably. We were just talking about how much of an asshole Tom used to be but this takes the cake.
Jordyn felt like a dam was about to burst so, instead, she nodded. She entered the elevator and leaned against the wall.
Franny pressed the button so that they could return to the lobby. She did not say anything. The air between them were heavy but Jordyn knew Franny just felt guilty for accepting the request of Thomas. Franny had always been too free-spirited for this kind of emotion, and looking at her now, it was clear that her freedom also had shackles.
Silence descended upon them until they reached the lobby. Jordyn felt hollow and empty. Was her night with Thomas, something that could be dismissed easily? She knew the importance of his work but still, it wouldn’t have hurt to wake her up.
“Hey, Jordyn, you okay?” It was her boss. Carrie’s voice was loud and clear while she was approaching them.