Right There with You

by R. J. Sable

  It felt incredible and I couldn't help bucking back against him as I rode the wave closer to my impending release. Jason spanked my ass again and again and I was unable to stop myself from rocking back against his hands. I came around his fingers as they continued to pound in and out of me. The pleasure didn't stop, it came wave after wave and Jason continued slapping my ass until I stilled completely with his fingers still inside me.

  My head was completely blank, it was pure bliss. I couldn't think or speak, it was all I could do just to lie there and attempt to regain control of my breathing.

  “Thank you,” I breathed as soon as I was able. I was vaguely aware of the sound of him squirting something from a bottle before I felt the sensation of something cold on my ass cheeks. “What's that?” I mumbled as I felt him massaging the liquid onto my slightly sore cheeks.

  “It's just moisturising cream, it'll help,” he said as he continued massaging the cool liquid into my cheeks.

  “It doesn't really hurt,” I said honestly, still basking in the afterglow from my intense orgasm.

  “Good,” he smiled. “Decided whether you like it or not yet?”

  I thought seriously. I couldn't complain about the results, and the pain hadn't been bad at all. It'd only hurt for a second and then the intensity of it had quickly turned into pleasure as Jason continued to manipulate my body. He really does know what he's doing.

  “I enjoyed it,” I blushed.

  “Right there with you,” he grinned as he pulled me up so I was sitting across his lap, my legs either side of him. I could feel his erection pushing hard against the wetness between my legs. I couldn't help but grind against it.

  “Really, baby?” Jason chuckled, raising his eyebrow at me. “You still can't keep still?”

  “Sorry,” I pouted. “You have that effect on me.” I blushed furiously and buried my face in his neck, kissing him gently.

  “I'd noticed,” he said, his voice turning husky as I continued to kiss him.

  He made a deep, almost growling noise as he rolled us over in the bed so he was on top of me between my legs. I wrapped my arms around his back as his tongue traced along my lower lip before he nibbled it gently and sucked it into his mouth. He released my lip and I felt his tongue slide between my lips as it began massaging mine. He tastes amazing.

  With my legs spread open, I could feel his erection throbbing between my inner lips, his hard shaft pressing delightfully against my still engorged clitoris. I groaned into his mouth as he began slowly rocking back and forth against me, grinding himself on me.

  I realised in that moment how much I truly trusted Jason. My virginity was right there in front of him, a mere centimetre and it was his, but I knew without a shadow of a doubt that he would not take it. The trust I felt for Jason at that moment was indescribable and made my heart swell.

  Jason drove harder and I felt myself building closer to yet another orgasm. I broke away from the kiss so I could let out a cry of pleasure as he continued driving himself against me. I braced my feet against the bed and pushed my hips closer towards him, craving more pressure, more of him. I nuzzled my face in the crook of his neck, grazing his taught shoulder muscles with my tongue and teeth as he moved against me.

  The tension burst out of me and my body arched into his as my pleasure exploded. Jason moaned almost simultaneously and I felt the warm liquid shooting in between our hot, perspiring bodies before he collapsed against me, breathing heavily.

  I was thoroughly exhausted. Clearly, a long jump session, followed by a self-defence lesson, followed by three mind-blowing orgasms was my limit for a day. I pressed gentle kisses onto Jason's cheek as our breathing slowed in unison. Jason lifted himself off of me and I felt the sticky liquid clinging to our skin as he pulled away from me.

  “We're all sticky,” I giggled sleepily.

  “That we are,” he grinned as he dragged his finger over my abdomen and between my breasts, gathering up some of the liquid.

  I watched as he brought his finger up to my mouth.

  “Open,” he demanded gently.

  My eyes widened but I did as he asked and allowed him to slide his finger into my mouth. His gaze held mine as I licked and sucked the evidence of his virility mixed with the saltiness of both our skins from his finger, leaving it thoroughly clean. He repeated the process, his eyes not leaving mine. This is hot.

  “It might take a while this way,” he grinned, pulling away from me and opening his bedside table. “And you look tired.”

  As if on cue, a yawn escaped my lips and Jason smiled, pulling a wet wipe from a packet and lovingly cleaning my stomach and breasts. He repeated the process on himself before tossing the wipes into the bin.

  He lay down next to me and pulled me so that I was lying on top of him. “You're amazing,” he breathed as he kissed my hair.

  “Yes you are,” I returned sleepily.

  I was asleep within a millisecond of shutting my eyes, safe in the arms of the man I was now sure I loved.

  Chapter 37

  Friday, 7th December 2012

  Jason held my hand tightly and I squeezed back. I can do this. I took a deep breath as I pushed the door open. I glanced around my room. Everything was the same. It felt like somewhat of an anti-climax. I don't know what I was expecting, some sort of monster maybe.

  “Can I help?” Jason asked from my side.

  “Nah, I'm just gonna shove as many clothes as possible in my bag and then we can go,” I smiled.

  Adam had been bringing the things I needed with him to class whilst I'd been staying at Jason's. I knew I couldn't avoid my flat forever and I'd put it off longer than I should have. I wouldn't be coming back until the following year and I needed to take as many clothes as possible with me for the Christmas break.

  “Anything in particular I need for this weekend?” I asked innocently. I knew he'd be able to tell I was trying to figure out what he had planned.

  “A balaclava?” Jason teased.

  I frowned and gave him my best pout.

  “This is killing you isn't it?” He chuckled. He was right, he'd been dropping hints all week and I'd been trying to pry it out of him at every opportunity but he refused to tell me what we'd be doing this weekend.

  “Just bring whatever you’re comfortable in,” he grinned. “And maybe some clothes for dinner.”

  “Fine,” I humphed, folding all my clothes as I put them into my bag.

  “It's a surprise,” he said for the millionth time.

  I sighed loudly and turned around to kiss him on the cheek before returning to packing my bag. I wasn't really annoyed with him, I was just desperate to know what he had planned.

  “All set?” Jason asked as he loaded my bag into the boot next to his own bag.

  I nodded and hopped into the passenger seat of the car he had borrowed and belted myself in.

  The clock on the dashboard showed 19:47. Jason started driving towards the city centre and I took the opportunity to study his handsome face as he drove.

  “What you looking at?” Jason chuckled, keeping his eyes on the road.

  “You,” I blushed, looking back down at my hands.

  “I thought my looks bummed you out?” He teased.

  “Only when it means other girls are falling over their feet to get to you,” I frowned.

  “I don't care about them, baby,” he shook his head. “You're the only girl for me.”

  I smiled at the sincerity in his words. I was still too afraid to tell him how I felt about him, but when he said things like that it gave me hope that he could feel the same.

  “What are we doing here?” I asked in confusion as we pulled up outside the train station. Why would he borrow a car if we were just going to take the train?

  “Wait and see,” Jason teased as he parked the car in the parking structure.

  I followed him out of the car, noting that he left the bags in the boot. He walked purposefully into the train station.

  “Would you mind waitin
g here?” He asked, gesturing to the bench beside me.

  I nodded and sat down, watching him as he walked towards a nearby coffee shop. Why are we here? Who or what are we waiting for? I had no idea and I was both nervous and giddy with anticipation.

  I watched the hustle and bustle of passengers rushing to and from their trains. There were all sorts of people; businessmen in their suits, teenagers in their tracksuits, students in their hoodies and converse shoes. People from all walks of life. I did a double take as I thought I caught a glimpse of a familiar face.

  Ben? He was right in front of me. I jumped out my seat to give him a hug.

  “What are you doing here?” I grinned excitedly as I let him go.

  “Jason didn't tell you?” He beamed back at me.

  I shook my head, noticing for the first time the pretty girl standing beside him. She was beautiful, a little shorter than me with light brown, wavy hair down to her shoulders. Her big brown eyes were the main feature of her face, they were kind and sparkled in the stark white lighting of the train station. Her figure was soft and curvaceous and she dressed in a way that flattered those curves.

  “It was a secret,” Jason said as he appeared once more with a tray with four takeaway cups and a bag of food.

  He handed the drinks and the bag to me and went to hug his little brother.

  “All set?” He grinned at Ben.

  “Yup,” Ben grinned back. “Jamie, this is my girlfriend, Hannah.”

  I smiled shyly at Hannah and she smiled back. So, the secret weekend involves the four of us? I was even more intrigued now. We followed Jason back to the car and he helped Ben load their bags into the boot as well. I let Ben sit in the front with his brother, handing him the drinks and food whilst I climbed into the back with Hannah.

  “Do you know where we're going?” Hannah asked me as we pulled out of the parking garage. Her voice was soft and friendly.

  I shook my head at her.

  “Me neither,” she grinned. “I'm excited though.”

  “All will be revealed soon, ladies,” Ben said from the passenger seat.

  Hannah seemed lovely. She was taking a Business degree at Newcastle, she'd met Ben in her first year and they'd been together ever since. It was sweet. She knew a lot about music and I listened as she told me all about the concerts and festivals she'd been to.

  My stomach grumbled loudly and I blushed, certain that everyone had heard me.

  “Sorry,” I cringed, my cheeks burning.

  “Stop withholding food from my girlfriend,” Jason warned Ben playfully.

  “Sorry, Jamie,” Ben grinned, “I was too busy catching up with my big brother.”

  I saw the two of them exchange a grin and Ben handed a mug each to Hannah and me. He followed up with a sandwich and a muffin which I eagerly devoured.

  “How long are we going to be driving?” Hannah asked.

  The guys looked at each other and grinned.

  “Please,” I pouted, I could tell they were thinking about not telling us.

  “About an hour,” Jason conceded.

  Hannah and I looked at each other excitedly. I'd just taken a bite of my sandwich when I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. Jake. I sighed inwardly and hurried to swallow my mouthful as I answered.

  “Hi, Jake.”

  “Jelly,” he grunted. “Where are you?”

  “In the car, why?”

  “Just curious, Ian wouldn't tell us where you were going.”

  “I don't know yet either,” I answered cheerily.

  “When are you coming home?”

  “Sunday morning I think,” I glanced at the Jason in the rear-view mirror and he nodded.

  “I'm pretty sure Ian and Karl are plotting something horrible for Jason.”

  I could hear him grinning.

  “I'm guessing they can't hear you?” I answered bluntly.

  I knew he was hoping to get a rise out of me and I doubted he'd be talking like that in front of the others.

  “They're out,” he said nonchalantly. “Duff said he ran into you.”

  I froze, what was I meant to say to that? What had Duff said? I didn't like hearing his name and I doubted he'd told Jake what he'd done. What he'd tried to do. I took a deep breath and tried to focus my thoughts. My palms were suddenly clammy.

  “Jelly?”

  “What?” I answered, my voice sounded weaker than I would have liked.

  “What's up?” He asked, there may even have been some concern in his voice.

  “Never mind,” I said, shaking my head and forcing my voice back to normality.

  “Suit yourself,” he grunted. “I'll see you on Sunday.”

  He hung up and I put my phone back in my pocket, my hand shaking slightly. I was annoyed at myself that the mere mention of his name could have me acting like a scared child.

  “You okay, baby?” Jason asked.

  I knew he was looking at me in the rear-view mirror and I could feel Hannah and Ben staring at me as well.

  “I'm okay,” I replied numbly, keeping my eyes down. I hoped Jason would drop it. I didn't really want to explain my reaction in front of Ben and Hannah. They seemed to understand and returned to their small talk.

  “Wow, is this where you're taking us?” Hannah gasped as Jason turned into the drive of a beautiful countryside manor.

  “Yup,” Ben grinned as he turned to face her. “Will it do?”

  “It's beautiful,” she beamed at him.

  I had to agree. The gardens were meticulously managed and the building was a traditional stone build with white windows and doors. Beautiful tendrils of ivy encircled the sides of the building and each window was dressed with a picturesque array of flowers.

  The guys took our bags and lead us into the lobby. It was just as beautiful on the inside. It was obvious the building was old, it had beautiful wooden beams running across the ceilings, but it had been renovated magnificently, keeping the traditional features, but mixing just enough of the modern to give a clean, refreshing feel to the large reception room.

  I waited with Hannah, both of us giggling excitedly. We'd already twigged that they'd brought us to a spa for the weekend and were both beyond excited at the prospect.

  “This way,” Ben grinned, gesturing for us to follow.

  The room was incredible. The bed was a massive four-poster creation in mahogany that dominated the room. The wall behind the bed was painted a deep crimson whilst the other walls were left cream. My eyes fell on a huge bunch of roses on the coffee table. They were beautiful. I went to smell them and spotted the note that was attached. I glanced at Jason and he looked back, he seemed a little nervous.

  I opened the envelope carefully and took out the card inside.

  I love you

  my little squirrel

  xxx

  My heart skipped a beat. I read and re-read the card a hundred times before I let myself believe what I'd read. I looked up at Jason. Yes, he is definitely nervous. I couldn't help the grin that broke out over my face. Jason's eyes were searching mine questioningly.

  “You love me?” I asked him.

  He nodded his head slowly, still looking uncomfortable. “With all my heart.” He crossed the space between us and pulled me into a warm embrace. “I don't mean to rush you, baby. There's no pressure here. I just needed you to know how I feel,” he breathed against my hair. “I love you.”

  Hearing the words from his mouth brought me to a new level of ecstasy. I threw my arms around his neck and pulled my lips up to meet his.

  “I love you too,” I breathed as we broke the kiss.

  “You do?” He asked, his eyes wide causing the whites of his eyes to contrast beautifully with his thick, dark lashes.

  I nodded up at him, unable to break away from his dazzling aquamarine gaze. His face broke out into his gorgeous, million-dollar smile and he pulled me onto the bed with him and held me in his arms.

  “Say it again,” he grinned as he rolled over, lifting me so that I was
straddled across his abdomen.

  “I love you,” I smiled, enjoying saying the words that had been rolling around in my head for so long.

  He pulled me down towards him gently so that my face was just above his. He brought his lips up to meet mine, holding his fingers in my hair.

  “I. Love. You,” he said, kissing me between each word.

  We lay entwined, simply enjoying the closeness of each other's bodies. He loves me. I grinned to myself, I didn't have the words to describe the joy I felt knowing that Jason loved me. I knew my brothers loved me in their own way. They rarely said it, but I knew they loved me, just like I loved them. Nobody has ever been in love with me before though. I’d never been in love with anyone either, not until I met Jason.

  “I think I may have loved you from the moment you fell into me at the SU,” Jason said tenderly.

  “Really?” I simpered.

  He nodded. “It just took me a while to admit it to myself, and even longer to build up the courage to tell you.”

  “This was a very romantic way of telling me,” I giggled, gesturing to the room around us.

  “You like it?” He grinned.

  I nodded and kissed his chest through the open button at the top of his shirt. “Thank you for doing this,” I said earnestly as I ran my fingers through his hair.

  “Me and Benji wanted to do something nice for our two favourite women,” he grinned.

  “I'm glad they're here too,” I smiled. I liked Ben, and I knew how important he was to Jason. Hannah seemed lovely too, I had no problem chatting away with her.

  “We were meant to meet them in the bar fifteen minutes ago,” Jason said as he looked at his watch.

  “Crap, sorry,” I said as I went to move off him.

  He sat up and wrapped his arms round my waist, holding me against him. “I don't mind being a bit late,” he grinned as he pushed himself up against me provocatively.

  ***

  Saturday, 8th December 2012

  The knocking sound got louder and I pulled the pillow over my head. Just five more minutes. I heard Jason chuckle and felt his heat withdraw from around me. I forced my eyes open and watched him stumble as he tried to pull his boxers and jeans on. I couldn't help notice he was sporting a mouth-wateringly beautiful case of morning wood.