Right There with You

by R. J. Sable

  “A little,” I admitted. “But I have a lot of catching up to do.” I grinned and blushed, looking down so that I could trace the edge of his tattoo with my finger.

  “There's no rush, baby,” he grinned. “We have plenty of time to do it; in every which way you want.”

  “I want to try everything, I'll never get enough of you,” I blushed.

  “I love you so much,” Jason grinned.

  “I love you too,” I kissed him, wrapping my arms around his back and hugging him tightly. “You're wrong though,” I pouted as I pulled away from him. “We don't have plenty of time.”

  “What do you mean?” He frowned, gently stroking my waist.

  “We'll be sleeping at mine for a while, I doubt my brothers will be okay with us sleeping in the same room,” I said sadly as I thought about what that would mean for us.

  “Yeah right,” he scoffed. “There is not a chance in hell that I'm spending a single night away from you.”

  I frowned. I really didn't want to ruin our beautiful candlelit evening by arguing so I let it slide and focussed on bringing his attention back to round two. How do I do that? I wasn't really sure where to start.

  “I like sleeping with you,” I smiled in an attempt to draw the conversation away from my brothers.

  “Right there with you,” he smiled, the frown on his face disappearing.

  I wrapped my hands around his back and pulled my chest into his, feeling my nipples harden against his warm skin. I began kissing him behind his ear. I know he likes this. I heard him moan gently so I tangled my fingers in his hair and traced kisses down his neck.

  I felt his erection stirring beneath me and couldn't stop myself from grinning. I must be doing something right. I ground against him slightly, enjoying the throb of his hardening member against my still sensitive clitoris.

  “What are you doing?” Jason grinned, cupping my ass cheeks and squeezing gently.

  I blushed and refused to answer him, returning my attention to his soft ear lobes and nibbling gently.

  “Jamie,” Jason groaned. “I'll hurt you if we go again.”

  “Please,” I breathed against his ear.

  “I've created a monster,” he chuckled as he rolled over so that he was on top of me again. “Be careful what you wish for, baby.” He shifted his weight down and began nipping at my breasts.

  I groaned and arched towards him, my fingers still tangled in his hair.

  “You're sure, right?” He asked against my skin.

  “Yes, now!” I demanded, grinning broadly.

  “Bossy little thing aren't you,” Jason smirked.

  “We've waited long enough and now you're making me wait again!” I pouted.

  “Turn around then,” he demanded.

  I sat up, kissing him on the nose before I turned around.

  “On your knees,” he ordered.

  “And you think I'm bossy!” I teased.

  He slapped my ass cheek sharply and I squealed but grinned at him. I sat up on my knees and he pulled my arms back behind my back and kissed my neck, grazing me gently with his teeth. I let him guide me down towards the bed, my hands still in his, held against the small of my back.

  “Trust me, baby,” he soothed as I wobbled uncertainly, made unsteady with my hands behind my back.

  I relaxed my arms and let him position me so that my weight was resting on my shoulders, my head turned to the side.

  “This should make sure you stay still,” he said, moving my arms so they were crossed behind my back.

  I tilted my head so I could watch him as he shuffled off of the bed and fetched another foil packet from his bag. Slipping the condom on, he positioned himself behind me. I wiggled my hips excitedly and he slapped my ass again.

  “Will you ever learn to keep still?” He admonished.

  I grinned back at him and stopped my wiggling. He began stroking me gently slipping his finger inside me.

  “I love that you're always so wet for me,” Jason breathed appreciatively.

  I blushed and covered my face with my hands.

  “Put your hands back,” Jason chided, slapping my ass.

  My cheeks were starting to sting once more so I removed my hands and crossed them behind my back as he had done. I felt him positioning himself against me and moaned slightly as he rubbed himself over my clit.

  “Tell me if it hurts too much, okay?”

  “Okay,” I murmured, enjoying his attentions to my sensitive bud.

  I cried out and squeezed my eyes shut as he suddenly pushed himself into me. It's even tighter like this. I breathed deeply as I tried to adjust to the feel of him inside me. I would never have believed it could feel this deep. He'd only just penetrated me and I was already close to climax.

  I opened my eyes and Jason immediately began a punishing rhythm, thrusting himself inside me, his balls slapping against my clit with every movement. His hands held my hips tightly, guiding my movements. It was a matter of seconds before I was tightening around him, my body quivering as the pleasure pulsed through me.

  Jason held my wrists against my back with one of his hands and pulled me back towards him so that my head was no longer against the bed. He snaked his spare hand around my waist and down towards my clitoris. He pushed down so that the heel of his hand applied pressure to my lower abdomen whilst his fingers rubbed my sensitive nub. The extra pressure on my stomach only served to increase the feeling of fullness and the moan that escaped my lips as he began pounding into me was near animalistic.

  Jason's movements were rougher this time, he wasn't hurting me but the feeling was definitely more intense. I couldn't move against him with my arms locked behind my back, and it forced me to feel every slight movement he made within me. I was quickly building again, my toes curling and hands clenching as the need for release became almost unbearable. I cried out as I felt the damn burst and wave after wave of pleasure coursed through me. As soon as I began to climax, Jason released my hands and held me against him, his front to my back and in the midst of my throes of ecstasy I heard him grunt my name as he stilled as well.

  We collapsed against the bed together, him still on top of me. If you'd have asked me after round one if I'd thought it could get any better I'd have denied that such a thing was possible, but as usual, Jason didn't fail to bring me to a new level of pleasure.

  “You okay?” Jason asked, his lips against my cheek as he pressed gentle butterfly kisses to my flushed skin.

  “Mmm,” was the best I could manage in my state of post-orgasmic bliss.

  “You tired, baby?” He grinned.

  “Mmm,” I said again, a broad smile on my face.

  He chuckled and withdrew from me gently. He lifted me up and placed me further up on the bed, my head against the pillow. He covered me with the duvet and kissed the top of my head. As I closed my eyes I heard the distinct sound of candles being blown out and I drifted off into a deep sleep.

  Chapter 38

  Sunday, 9th December 2012

  I stretched out on the bed, yawning deeply as I blinked my eyes open. Jason was lying on his side watching me intently.

  “Morning beautiful,” he smiled, kissing my forehead. “How you feeling?” His eyes searched mine, his brow slightly furrowed.

  I stretched and turned slowly, testing my muscles. “A little sore,” I admitted. In more ways than one.

  “I ran you a hot bath,” he smiled. “It should still be warm.”

  I smiled and kissed his chest as I wrapped my arms around him. That's so sweet of him. He's always so considerate.

  The bath was exactly what I needed. The hot water stung a little at first but as I adjusted, it became soothing, warming my sore body in all the right places. Aside from the soreness, I didn't really feel all that different. The one exception being that I now truly felt that my body was as much Jason's as it was my own. I closed my eyes and relaxed into the warmth of the bath, remembering the feel of Jason inside me. Everything about it had felt so right and I gr
inned as I fantasised about all the things we still had to try.

  We ate breakfast in the hotel restaurant with Hannah and Ben before we packed our bags and loaded them into the car. Hannah's family lived in Nottingham, which was closer to the spa than Derby, but Ben was going to be keeping the car over Christmas so they were going to drive us to my house before they went to Hannah's.

  “You guys want to come in and have a cuppa before you get back on the road?” I asked as I started seeing signs for Derby. “Craig's probably home if you want to meet him, Ben.”

  “That'd be really nice, Jamie, thanks,” Ben nodded.

  “Cool, I'll just ring and get someone to put the kettle on.”

  I called the house phone and didn't have to wait long for someone to pick up.

  “Hello?” Ian answered.

  “Hi, it's me,” I replied.

  “Jelly,” Ian grunted curtly.

  “We should be there soon, thought you'd want to know,” I said as sweetly as possible.

  When he didn't answer I continued.

  “Is it okay if Ben and Hannah come in for a cuppa before they head off?” I asked.

  “Sure,” he grunted.

  “Thanks,” I frowned. He doesn't seem particularly conversational today. “Is Craig home?”

  “Yep.”

  “Okay, just wondered. See you in a bit.”

  “See you.”

  He hung up and I frowned at my phone. That was a bit short, even for Ian. I hoped he wasn't in a mood, it wouldn't be fair to expose Ben and Hannah to that.

  I was inexplicably nervous as Jason pulled the car into the drive. Ian and Karl came through the font door before we even had time to unbelt. I hopped out quickly and made my way over to greet them.

  “Hi,” I smiled up as I hugged Ian.

  He hugged me back but didn't reply. I got the same treatment from Karl as I hugged him. I frowned up at them but they both ignored me and kept their eyes on Jason as he stepped out the car.

  “Ian, Karl,” he nodded at them both as he grabbed our bags out of the boot. “This is my brother, Ben, and his girlfriend, Hannah.”

  They both smiled at my brothers who nodded in greeting.

  “Good to see you, Jason,” Ian nodded. He was grinning wickedly but I got the sense it was more because he was up to something than that he was happy to see Jason. They turned to go inside and I glanced nervously at Jason as we followed them. He looked relaxed as usual and I wondered if he was just putting it on for show again.

  “We'll take those,” the twins grinned as they came out of the lounge.

  They grabbed the bags off Jason and sprinted up the stairs. We followed Ian into the lounge and found everyone else in there already. This feels premeditated. The twins thundered down the stairs and were back with us in no time. An awkward silence filled the room and I decided to make introductions to break the ice.

  “Ben, Hannah,” I smiled. “These are my brothers: Ian, Karl, Matt, Rick, Danny, Craig and Jake.” I pointed to each of them in turn. “And this is my sister-in-law, Elise,” I smiled as Elise came into the room with full pots of coffee and tea which she placed on the table next to a sea of waiting mugs.

  “Hi,” Ben said nervously.

  My brothers all murmured greetings and I sat down on the floor by the coffee table and the others followed suit. My brothers were taking up almost every inch of the sofa.

  “Have a nice weekend, Jelly?” Craig piped up.

  I noticed the others glaring at him but answered regardless. “Yeah, it was lovely thanks,” I smiled, glancing at Jason appreciatively. “What you guys get up to?”

  “Nothing much,” Craig shrugged, glancing at Ian and frowning. He shifted awkwardly in his seat and it occurred to me that Ian had probably told them all to give us as much grief as possible.

  “What is it?” I frowned, turning to Ian.

  “What do you mean?” Ian asked, shrugging and feigning innocence.

  “Why are you all being weird?”

  Ian grinned wickedly but didn't answer. I looked at them all with frustration. I noticed Elise looked pretty uncomfortable and she avoided making eye contact with me. I sighed audibly and moved to pour tea and coffee.

  “What do you guys want to drink?” I asked Ben and Hannah.

  They both opted for coffee and I poured them a cup each.

  “Jason?” I asked, refusing to acknowledge my brothers whilst they were acting like this.

  “Tea, please,” he smiled but his eyes were on Ian.

  I poured him a cup and glanced at all of my brothers again. “Anyone else?”

  When none of them replied I poured myself some tea and sat back on the floor next to Jason.

  “Cut it out guys, please,” I pleaded when they still refused to talk to us. My brothers were all shooting furtive glances at Ian but otherwise trying to avoid looking at him at all costs, as though they were waiting for some cue but cautious of him at the same time.

  “Jason,” Ian said suddenly, gesturing for him to follow.

  Jason stood up in one swift movement and followed him out into the hall, Matt and Karl trailing after.

  “What are they going to do?” I cringed, looking from the twins to Elise and back again.

  They all shook their heads and ignored the question. The tension in the room had decreased a little but Ben looked worried. I wished I could reassure him but I was just as worried, if not more so because I knew what they were capable of.

  When a few minutes had passed and I didn't hear raised voices or any sounds of alarm, I relaxed a little. Hopefully they're just talking.

  “Will somebody please talk to me?” I pleaded.

  They all grinned and I guess they took pity on me because Danny motioned me over to sit next to them.

  “You might as well grab a seat on the sofa while you have a chance,” Elise said kindly to Ben and Hannah.

  They nodded gratefully and sat down next to Jake. Ben held Hannah's hand the whole time and they still looked pretty uncomfortable.

  “You guys are being terrible hosts,” I frowned.

  They shrugged at me apologetically and I figured I'd assumed right that they were just following orders.

  “Sorry, Jellybean,” Rick frowned.

  “Good to be home though, right?” Danny grinned, nudging me with his shoulder.

  “Mmm,” I pouted grumpily. I turned to Craig, noticing he looked more relaxed now that the others had left the room. “Ben wanted to meet you,” I nodded to him.

  “Oh?” Craig asked, glancing at Ben and back again.

  “Yeah,” I smiled. “He's quite the MMA fan.” I smiled at Ben and he blushed a little.

  Craig began questioning him about his interest and he visibly relaxed as he answered Craig's questions in a lively fashion.

  “I assume you're all up to something?” I mumbled to the twins.

  “Not our fault,” they shrugged. “We're not looking forward to it either.”

  They both frowned and I had to wonder how bad it would be if even the twins were unhappy about it.

  “Don't suppose you can tell me?” I pouted but they both shook their heads.

  Elise took pity on Hannah and rescued her from the boys' martial arts conversation. I hugged the twins and went over to join them as they talked about our spa weekend.

  “It was amazing!” Hannah grinned. “We've been pampered like princesses!”

  I nodded my agreement and smiled at Elise, showing her my manicured nails.

  “That's so romantic,” she grinned. “You're lucky ladies.”

  “We know,” I smiled at Hannah and she smiled back.

  Jason came back into the room with the others and I sighed with relief to see he looked unscathed and remained relaxed. My brothers seemed happy as well and I wasn't sure whether that made me happier or more worried.

  Matt had a few packets of biscuits with him, which he opened, taking a few for himself before passing them around.

  “Fucking idiot,” Craig grunte
d at Jake as he grabbed the packet away from him.

  Jake scowled at Craig but didn't say anything. I assumed they'd had yet another diabetes argument. I knew Jake resented Craig for stepping in all the time but I couldn't help wonder if Jake would still be alive if he didn't have Craig watching over his eating habits.

  “Swear jar!” Elise declared, grinning at Craig.

  “Dammit,” Craig moaned.

  “You'll be at twenty quid soon,” Ian grinned.

  “Swear jar?” I asked, confused.

  “Elise's idea,” Karl smirked as he nodded to his wife. “We started on the first. Every time you swear you have to pay a pound, until Christmas is over.”

  I grinned. That was wickedly brilliant. My brothers all swore like sailors.

  “What's the money go to?” I asked.

  “Elise is going to pick a charity,” Karl answered.

  I saw him look lovingly at Elise before he recovered his neutral face. Whenever our other brothers were around, he always put on his macho hardass persona but when it was just him, Elise, and me, he was always really sweet and loving to her. Elise was used to it and never complained.

  “Awesome,” I nodded approvingly.

  “Awesome for you,” Jake mumbled. “You never swear.” He made it sound like that was a bad thing.

  “Ian used to make us do sit-ups whenever we swore,” I grumbled.

  “It never worked on these idiots,” Ian grinned.

  “No, but at least I have great abs,” Jake smirked, lifting up his t-shirt to drive his point home.

  The conversation in the room was remarkably more relaxed now and I felt some of the tension disappear from my shoulders. I was curious as to what they'd wanted with Jason but guessed I'd have to wait until we were on our own to find out.

  Jason grabbed the packet of biscuits from the table and passed them to me as he sat next to Ben on the sofa. I shifted on the floor so I could sit between his legs. Jake went to grab the packet off of me but Jason grabbed his arm. Not this again.

  “Cut it out, Jake, I warned you,” Ian threatened.

  I looked at Ian questioningly. Warned him about what? Jason didn't seem confused at all and merely grinned smugly at Jake.

  “Habit,” Jake mumbled, pulling his arm away from Jason grumpily.