by Vicki Green
Then one of Jesse’s fingers enters me. “OHHHHH,” I moan. I cannot describe how I am feeling right now. I had no idea it could be this exquisite.
He then adds another finger into my core and then another. He begins to suck on my clit at the same time, and I fall again.
I am soaring so high that I can look down on us through my blissed filled eyes. I am moaning and my body is moving so hard against his mouth and fingers. It’s out of control.
He removes his fingers and tongue and looks up at me. He watches me as I come down from my high. He brings his fingers up to his mouth and sucks on them.
“Hmmmm that’s the best thing I have ever tasted in my life. So sweet,” he says. His eyes are half closed as he looks at me.
I lick my lips as I watch him. He crawls back up my body. He’s so careful not to put his full weight on me. Isn’t he just so considerate? I am falling so hard!
He bends down and kisses me hard! So hard, so good. I can taste myself on his tongue. We kiss for a few minutes and then I pull back a bit.
“Um, babe? Now you have way too many clothes on,” I smirk.
He laughs and climbs off me then the bed. He removes his clothes so fast you would miss it if you blinked.
I look at Jesse, in all his glory. He is utterly breathtaking. He has a very defined and chiseled chest, he must work out, as well as toned and muscular arms. I can see his forever tattoo on his arm, and I want to lick it. As I rake my eyes slowly down his body I stop on his penis. Ok, that is just not a penis that is a freaking huge cock. And it is saluting me at this very minute. Standing proud and very, very tall. Wow! I think I’ve just died and gone to heaven.
I look back up at Jesse’s eyes and they are half-mast again, filled with desire. He walks over to the bed, reaches in the night stand and takes out a condom.
Wow, talk about being prepared.
Still looking down at me with so much desire, he rips the packet open with his teeth. He removes the condom and shucks the wrapper over his shoulder and it lands somewhere behind him. I watch him roll the condom over his cock, slowly, all the while he is watching me. I lick my lower lip slowly.
I hope I am not drooling too much.
He climbs into bed and over my body and kisses me with abandonment. “I can’t take it when you lick your lip like that. I want to eat it,” he says as he pulls back and looks at me.
Swoon! I’m dead!
His cocks enters me slowly, oh so slowly. It is stretching me to no end but oh my God it is heavenly.
“I’m not hurting you, am I?” He asks. I shake my head and push my body into him showing him just how much he is not hurting me. This action moves his cock into me more. We both moan loudly.
He watches me as he pushes his cock into me deeper and deeper until I don’t think I can take him any further inside me. Oh was I wrong!
He pulls out just a bit and thrusts into me hard! Ok that was much deeper. “UGH,” I moan and groan. My head goes back until I am looking up at the ceiling. My eyes close and a tear falls out running down into my hair. God that’s good!
As I move my head back down and look into his half-mast eyes his cock starts moving in and out of me. I start meeting his movements with my body until we are in total sync.
As we continue our wonderful dance together, he takes his left hand and his thumb starts rubbing my clit. Oh my God I am going to lose it and I want it to last.
Jesse begins to thrust faster and faster while his finger rubs my clit in time with his moves.
My head goes back up and I close my eyes. “OH MY GOD, Jesssseeeeeeee!” I scream. I am breathing so hard, but I can’t feel my body anymore. I think I may have blacked out. Totally Blissed Out!
He is soon to follow as he arches his back and looks up. “Cassie, Cassie, Cassie,” he keeps repeating. I watch him as his body twitches with his release.
He collapses half on top of me and half on the bed. We are both breathing so hard we can’t speak. He looks into my eyes with love. Love? Yes, it is most definitely love this time. I just know it. I can feel it. Oh my God I hope I’m not wrong. I know I feel that way too.
He looks into my half closed eyes as I begin to join the living again. He strokes my left cheek as he says, “That was fucking amazing.”
I giggle at that a little but then I get serious. “It was so much more.”
He leaves me and goes into the bathroom. When he returns he leans over and watches me as he presses something warm against my throbbing vagina. I have to close my eyes as he massages and cleans me. So sweet!
He disposes of the cloth and climbs back in bed, envelopes me into his arms and rolls over on his left side pulling me with him. “Oh.” I wince a little.
“Baby, are you ok? I wasn’t thinking. I’m sorry,” he says in a concerned voice. I snuggle into him deeper, look up at him and grin, “I’m fine. Just a little sore, but I am sore in a good way, the right way.”
“Whew, ok sorry, I guess I got a little carried away,” he says pressing his mouth to my head. He begins to rub circles into my back.
I whisper softly, “You saved me again.” My Beautiful Savior.
Wow, I could so get used to this. That was the last thought I had as I fell into a blissful slumber.
Chapter thirteen
I wake up to light streaming in from the bay window. I rub my eyes and stretch, just a little, and feel a new soreness in my body. Best feeling EVER! I smile and giggle.
“What’s so funny?” Jesse asks as he walks in only wearing his boxer briefs, carrying a tray with food, coffee, orange juice and a single rose made out of paper. Awwwwww!
I look down and sniff. My eyes are filling with tears. Jesse quickly sets the tray down on the night stand and sits next to me on the bed. He cups my chin with his hand and lifts my head up to look into my eyes. “Baby, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you last night, please tell me.”
I can barely see him as my eyes are so filled with tears, but as a couple start their descent down my face I sniff again and say, “No, you didn’t hurt me, Jesse. There is no way possible that you could. I just saw the tray and the rose and I just can’t believe you did all that, for me. No one has ever done anything like that for me before. No one has, has cared for me before.” I sniff again and more tears fall.
“Oh, baby. Get used to it because I am gonna spoil the hell outta you,” he says as he rubs my cheek, wiping some of my tears away.
I sit up in the bed and pull the sheet over my chest better. Ok so I am not THAT comfortable with him yet. But I will get there.
He picks up the tray and places it over my lap. Then he gets up and walks over to the other side of the bed and slowly climbs in, careful that he doesn’t knock the tray over, and sits beside me.
“So, did you actually make this rose yourself or was it around somewhere that I didn’t see” I say smiling at him deviously. “Ha, thanks for the faith there babe. Yes, I made that with my own two hands. My mom taught me how to make those when I was little,” he says with love in his eyes. I can tell he is remembering one of those moments.
“Wow, Jesse. It’s amazingly beautiful. And to think you made it yourself, for me. I will cherish it always,” I say as I lean over and kiss him. He begins to kiss me back in more earnest, and I pull away. “Uh, uh, uh. Not yet.” I smile and shake my head. “Nourishment first, fun after.” I wink. He gives me a cute pout. Hmm, I just want to bite that lower lip, hard! Ok, stop it! Time to eat.
After breakfast, I stretch out on the bed, my tummy full. Jesse takes the tray and places it on the night stand by his side of the bed. He lays back down and rolls over half way on top of me. He plays with a strand of my hair looking into my eyes. “What are you thinking about so hard, baby?”
I look at him with love in my eyes. Wait, what? Oh my God! I love him! I have never felt this way for another person except my parents, and I do! It seems so weird that I could fall so fast for someone, but I do love him. I love him with all my heart!
I smile and sigh. “Ok. You’re scari
ng me here,” he says with a smile.
“I was just thinking about how happy I am. Right now, right at this moment,” I said. I look over at him, a single tear falling down my face and I gasp. He has tears in his eyes too?
I quickly roll over to him, grab his face with my hands and smash my mouth to his. Shit that hurt my ribs, but right now I couldn’t give a fuck! All I can feel is him. God, I love him!
~*~*~*~
Later on that afternoon, we decided to go down to the rec room and play pool. We laugh and have such a great time that we forget about everything for a while.
“Babe, I hate to say this, but you suck at pool,” he says with a cocky grin.
“Ha, ha, ha. Like I’ve ever played before today. Thanks a lot,” I say with a pout. He lays down his pool cue and walks over to me on the other side of the pool table.
He puts his arms around my shoulders and says, “Awww, I’m sorry, baby. I’ll teach you.”
I duck under his arms and step back. “Then I’ll be able to whoop your ass,” I say laughingly. He darts over to me, and I quickly turn and half run around the pool table. He starts chasing me around the table. I can tell he’s playing with me, and hardly running because he knows I can’t run very fast right now.
As he catches up to me, he grabs me from behind and wraps his arms around me causing my arms to be trapped. We are both laughing so hard when a phone starts ringing. We both stop and he lets me go. He reaches in the front pocket of his jeans and pulls out his satellite phone. He turns so that his back is to me.
“Tyler. What? Fuck! No, go ahead and keep me posted. Hmm. No, he shouldn’t do that. Why? Because it’s too risky and he could be followed not to mention he could get himself killed. UGH! Ok, Ok.”
As he hangs up, he turns his head and looks at me. “Um, that was Ty. He said dad is on his way here. He tried to talk him out of coming but he wants to meet you and find out what is going on,” Jesse says clearly aggravated.
“Oh, kay. Is that really so bad, him coming here? I mean, since this is your family’s Safe House, wouldn’t he know how to be careful in getting here without drawing attention?” I ask.
Jesse walks over to the bar, goes behind it and grabs a beer out of the refrigerator. He holds it up to me and I nod. I walk over and sit down at the bar. He opens the beer and sets it down in front of me.
He looks up to the ceiling. “I’m just nervous about him being followed or worse killed trying to get here. You have to understand, when we used to come here it was to get away from the public not some bad guys trying to kidnap or kill people, so I’m not sure how careful he will be. I just worry about him.”
“You sound really close,” I sigh, “That must really be nice to have someone who loves you that much, wanting to be there for you.”
Jesse looks at me with a sad look on his face. “Baby, I am so sorry that you haven’t had that in your life. But that’s going to change. We’re together now, right? I mean….I mean…I want us to be together.” Jesse leans over the bar and cups my face with his right hand. He rubs my cheek with his thumb.
I look in his loving blue eyes and sigh. “Jesse, I would love nothing more than for us to be together. I…” I stop myself. OH my God I almost told him I loved him. It’s too soon. I might scare him off.
“You what, honey?” He asks.
“Um, I just love being with you.” I smile widely. He walks around the bar and I turn in my seat towards him. He grabs the sides of my face with both hands. “I (kiss), love (kiss), being (kiss), with (kiss), you (kiss), too.” Then he crushes his lips to mine, and I open my mouth invitingly.
After we make out, for who knows how long, we go upstairs and Jesse starts dinner. I grab a seat at the island counter and ask, “So when will your dad be here?” Jesse turns around with a pan in his hand, turns his left arm over to look at his watch. “Oh, in about an hour. Probably in time for dinner.”
I just about fall off my seat. “Oh, my God! I better go upstairs and clean up!” I say backing out of the kitchen. While Jesse is laughing at me, I turn and run up the stairs.
Chapter fourteen
After I am all cleaned up, I head for the closet. Hmmmm, what to wear. I see a really pretty long sleeved pink dress. I try it on and look in the bathroom mirror. The length hits me right above my knees, a fitted waist and a V neck that shows some of my cleavage but not too much. I would say I was blessed with C cup sized breasts but with my really small frame, I think I look a little deformed. Maybe I do need to add a few pounds. As I look in the mirror, I pull out some strands of hair to the side. Yes I definitely need a trim and soon!
I start to make my way downstairs and stop at the top because I hear voices. Men’s voices. They aren’t whispering but they aren’t very loud either. My heart begins to race and I start to breathe heavy. I grab ahold of the railing with my right hand and squeeze it tight, trying to hold myself up. My legs feel weak as I relive whispered voices from before.
“Well, I don’t know, dad. She’s probably still getting ready,” Jesse says as he comes towards the stairs. A man is following beside him. Jesse stops and looks up at me. He gets a panicked look on his face and races up the stairs until he is standing on the step right below me. He cups my face. “Cassie. Baby, are you ok? You’re white as a ghost.”
I close my eyes. When I open them, he looks scared to death. “I….I….I’m ok.” I force a tight smile on my face and take a deep breath. “I didn’t know your dad had gotten here already.”
Jesse turns his head and looks at his dad and then back at me. “I’m sorry, I should have come up and told you he was here.”
I take another deep breath. “No, you didn’t need to do that. I’m being silly. I just heard men’s voices and…..Well, I should have known it was you. Is it time to eat?” I put on a bigger smile now. He keeps searching my eyes. “You’re sure you’re ok?” He asks skeptically.
I laugh a little and put my left hand on top of his against my cheek. “Really, I’m fine. Let’s go down. I want to meet your dad.” Jesse looks into my eyes for a few more seconds and then nods. He turns and holds his left hand out for me. I take his hand and we walk down the stairs together.
We walk up to Jesse’s dad. “Dad, this is Cassie Morelli. Cassie this is my dad, Thomas Mitchell.”
Thomas reaches for my right hand and holds it in his. He brings it up to his lips and kisses the top of my hand looking up at me the whole time. Wow!
His Dad’s hair is darker, cut short and is parted to the side. He has brown eyes but are light in color.
“So glad to meet you, Cassie. I can’t say I have heard very much about you,” he says turning his head and smirking at Jesse. He turns his head back to me and smiles. “But I hope to get to know the person that my son has brought to our Safe House and is how can I say this…..Protecting?”
Ok this doesn’t sound too good. He doesn’t seem very happy that I am here. “Um, thank you? It’s nice to meet you too,” I say apprehensively.
Thomas quickly lets go of my hand and turns towards Jesse. Rubbing his hands together he says, “Well, what’s for dinner? I am famished.”
Chapter fifteen
We are eating a wonderful Pasta dish with a lemon-garlic sauce, French bread and salad. Jesse clears his throat, “So, Dad, what brings you here?”
Thomas sets his fork down on his plate and looks at me and then at Jesse. “Well, I just thought I would come to see my son. I haven’t seen or heard from you much in the last six months or so. I wanted to see how you are and I heard from your sister that you had something secret going on. I am sad that you didn’t feel you could let your dad in on it. Alexa said she did some shopping for this little trip for you and she thought you might be in some kind of trouble.”
“Um, wow, dad. Way to cut to the chase,” Jesse says while rolling his eyes. “I guess had I wanted you to know what I was doing, I would have called you. But I don’t think this is the right time for this conversation, do you?” He looks at his dad with his
brows raised high.
Thomas looks back at me and coughs in his hand. “No, you’re right son. Now is not the right time. But I do expect to be brought up to speed before the evening is over. May I ask which room I can use while I am here?”
Jesse looks so uncomfortable. “Yes, you can use my room since Cassie is staying in the master bedroom.”
“Very well.” He then turns his attention to me. “So, Cassie. How old are you and was is it that you do?” I look at Jesse nervously. “I’m, um, 20. I will be 21 in a couple of months. I work at a Café in a small town in Kansas.”
Thomas looks at Jesse and then back at me. “Well, that’s lovely, dear.” Looking back at Jesse he adds, “Being that Jesse is almost 27 I’d say there is a little age difference, hmmm?”
Jesse looks angry. “Dad, didn’t you want to rest a bit from your trip?” He says with gritted teeth.
Thomas slides his chair back, stands and looks at me. “A pleasure to meet you, Cassie. I think I will go lay down for a bit.” He then turns to Jesse. “I will talk to you after I am rested. If both of you will excuse me.” He bows at me and leaves the room. We just sit there in silence.
Wow, that was the most uncomfortable dinner I have ever sat through.
“Well, that was a nice dinner,” I say smiling at Jesse. He laughs. “Ha, yes, really nice. I’m sorry, Cassie. I hate that he made you uncomfortable. Does it bother you that I am that much older than you?”
I look at Jesse and smirk. “You’re not THAT much older than me.” We both laugh.
Finally, I slowly get up gathering dishes and start to take them over to clean up. “I think I will just clean up and then head upstairs. I am pretty tired and maybe that will give you all a chance to talk without me around.” I begin to wash off the plates, bending over to put them in the dishwasher.
Jesse comes over and I feel his arms come around my waist. I stand and lean back against his chest, laying my head on his shoulder. He breathes into my right ear. “I’m sorry, baby. I knew it would be awkward, but I didn’t know he would try to start that in front of you. He doesn’t understand why I am so passionate about finding mom’s killers. He wanted me to let it go a long time ago. But, I can’t. I have to make them pay, Cassie. I have to do it for my mom.”