by C. C. Brown
"Jason…" I moaned.
He didn't let up. He continued his onslaught, sending my body near the edge of orgasm. Just as I was beginning to tremble uncontrollably, Jason removed his tongue.
"You're coming with me inside of you," he said in a whisper.
He quickly removed his boxers, and I admired the large, full erection that stood before me. He tortured me for a few seconds longer, standing in front of me, taking his cock in his hands and gently stroking himself. I sat up, but was quickly laid back down as Jason used his large body to once again cover me. He worked my legs open with his own, and softly placed his firm length at the entrance of my clit. My body ached for him. I could feel the now ignited flames burning inside of me as I sat, waiting helplessly for him to enter me. I didn't have to wait too much longer because he soon eased the tip into me, making me moan with pain and pleasure all at once. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him tighter, prompting him to enter me even further. He gently eased in, methodically stretching the walls of my clit that had gone too long without his rock hard cock. The pleasure from the intrusion was met with a slight hint of pain, and I winced, causing Jason to stop.
"Are you okay?" He asked with concern on his face. I nodded my head and he continued.
Once Jason was fully inside of me, I felt my body relax. I wanted him more than anything in the world, and now that I had him, I gave him full access to every inch of me. He moved slow, raking the insides of my clit in a most pleasurable manner. He moved my legs one by one around his waist, giving himself the space to work me even deeper. The further he went, the more I moaned. The low grunts coming from him, as he smoothly moved back and forth, caused my grip around his neck to tighten as he worked in and out of me. He moved his head, effectively loosening my grip on his neck, and leaned down to place soft kisses on my face. I opened my eyes and looked up at him, my eyes connecting with his, as raw passion channeled between us both.
I began to swivel my hips while Jason moved, hoping to take more of him, as my body cried out for release.
"Wait for me, Gorgeous," he breathed.
I was finding it difficult to wait. My body had been on the brink of explosion since Jason's mouth had overtaken it. Now, he was using the one part of his body that knew how to completely own me, and I was having a hard time trying to contain the orgasm that was surely going to rip me in half.
Jason placed his hands underneath my body, grabbing my ass as he began to move slightly faster. The grunts coming from him, and the strain in his face, indicated that he was close to coming, so I moved my body to meet him thrust for thrust. A few slamming thrusts later, I could feel my clit ignite as sparks rocketed through my body. Jason stilled inside of me, crying out my name as he did so. The effects of the orgasm that ravished my body only allowed moans and groans, no words, as I lay, convulsing violently from the assault of Jason's cock on my body.
When we finally calmed, we calmed together, near simultaneously. I was taken back to the times before and something felt different about this time. This time felt like two people who were truly in love and only wanted each other. This time felt like the giving of souls to one another, without a care in the world for anyone else in it. This time felt like Jason had given all of himself to me. The physical closeness that we shared was overshadowed by the emotional connection that was poured into our love making.
Jason exited me and rolled over to the side of me. I watched the large, sculpted pecks of his chest move up and down as he worked to steady and slow his breathing. My fingers ran over every inch of them as I worked to slow my own. Jason took my face in his hand, turning me to him and smiling into my eyes.
"You're the best thing that's ever happened to me, Cara Pinkston."
I watched his eyes flutter as he said it. A smile crept across my face.
"I love you, Jason." I said, finally feeling free to say what I had been feeling for so long. Shock coursed through Jason's face and he sat up, steadying himself on his elbow.
"Do you know how long I've been waiting to hear that? There was once a time I thought I'd never hear you say those words to me again. I'm never going to take them for granted."
He leaned down and kissed me passionately. A tear rolled down both of our faces and was met by our cheeks colliding into one another.
"I love you, baby, and I'm going to spend the rest of my life making sure you know it," he said.
I tucked my head down on his shoulder. Jason used his fingers to play in my hair. We lay in comfortable, enamored silence for what felt like ages. I was lost in his intoxicating aroma of passion and love.
After lying together for what felt like ages, I heard the doorbell ring. Jason looked over to me, but we didn't move. The doorbell rang a few more times, and then I heard Chelsea say, "She's busy right now." I hadn't even heard her come home, but she was working tirelessly to get whoever was at our door to leave.
"You expectin' someone?" Jason asked, looking at me curiously.
"No. I have no clue who that is."
Jason got up and held out his hand for me, pulling me from the bed, and handed me my clothes to get dressed.
"Chase, just wait for Cara to call you," I heard Chelsea say. Small pricks of anxiety covered my skin. I had meant to call Chase, but with everything that had happened, I had forgotten.
Jason dressed quickly and took me in his arms. "We're going to deal with this shit. Everything is out in the open and we're going to handle each one of our problems together."
I nervously smiled at him, not entirely sure what there was to handle or how to handle it. Jason and I had just consumed each other in the most refreshing way possible. I didn't want to spoil it with a Chase debacle, especially one where I could be blindsided with whatever Chase was bringing with him.
Chapter 17
Chase stood in the living room with a peeved Chelsea, both staring each other down, but neither saying a word. I tentatively walked down the stairs, holding Jason's hand as he strolled down behind me. When we stepped down from the last step, both Chelsea and Chase broke their death stares at one another and looked up to us. Chase's eyes shot to Jason and I saw a twitch of his lips turn into a scowl.
Chelsea ran her hand through her hair and rolled her eyes as she said, "I tried to get him to wait for you to call him."
I motioned with my hand to brush it off, and Chelsea sat down on the couch, obviously done with this situation.
"What's going on, Chase?" I asked, moving further into the living room, still pulling Jason with me.
Chase looked at me, then to Jason, then back to me. "I guess I should ask you the same thing, Cara." Red flashed through him as he said it.
"I'm really sorry that I haven't called you back. I swear I was going to, but work has had me swamped--"
"Work or something--someone--else?" he said, eyeing Jason.
I looked at Jason, who was now moving to my side with his arm possessively draped over my shoulder. He had a smirk on his face as if he was enjoying what he was seeing.
"Chase, I'm sorry. Seriously. But right now is just not the time for this."
"When is the time? I've been calling, texting… there never seems to be time."
Jason sniffed and ran his finger under his nose. His gaze turned impassive so I wasn't sure if he was still finding this entertaining, or getting annoyed by it all. I didn't want to deal with Chase right now, especially not with Jason standing right next to me.
"Chase, I'll call you later tonight." He shook his head as he closed his eyes. He seemed visibly upset but my absence didn't seem like it warranted him being so angry. "Is there another reason that you're so angry? It seems like there's more."
Chase rubbed his hands through his hair and let out a deep sigh. "Don't worry about it. Your boyfriend destroying his dad's company, throwing me into the mix, and then you playing hooky is really nothing, Cara."
"What the fuck do you know about my dad's company and my actions where it's concerned?" Jason asked, removing his arm from ar
ound my shoulder and stepping closer to Chase. I did not want to see a fight between these two. I had seen too many near altercations for my liking and it seemed like these two were well on their way to another one.
"I should have known something was up when you hired me there. You wanted to make my life miserable. I thought it was strange that things were going so well, but then I found out about you dumping the company, and letting it crumble in someone else's hands without a care for the rest of us there."
Chase was breathing hard. All of his frustrations were boiling out of him.
"I swear to fuckin' God, Cara, you better get your fuckin' friend before I deck 'em." Jason's eyes locked on Chase, and if looks could kill, Chase would have already been six feet under with flowers on top. "You have no fuckin' idea what is going on with my dad's company. I didn't hire you out of spite, you prissy little bitch, I hired you because I thought you were the best man for the job and because you were Cara's friend. I guess I was wrong."
Chelsea turned in the couch, sitting on her knee as she took in the near fight brewing between both guys.
"I don't believe you for one fucking second!" Chase spit out. "You're a conniving asshole. You showed your true colors with Cara, and now, you're showing 'em with me." He tore his gaze away from Jason and looked at me.
"Cara, after everything this fucking guy has put you through, you just run back to him? I thought you were smarter than that."
"You have…"
Jason cut me off. "First of all, I don't give two fuckin' cents what you think or say about me, but you will not stand here and talk to her like that. You don't have the first damn clue about what's going on with us. You'd be better off shuttin' the fuck up and walkin' out of here, before I throw you out."
I watched as Jason's chest moved up and down. His temper that he had been working so hard to contain was flaring up and I knew, more than anyone else in the room, just how bad things could get when he was pushed to that level of anger. I'd watched him pummel Jacob back in Heath, and from the looks of things, Chase was setting himself up to be the next Jacob.
"Chase, that's enough," I said, stepping between the two of them. "I'm terribly sorry that I've been so occupied, but I need to deal with some things in my life right now, I promise, I will call you later on tonight."
Chase didn't budge. I'd never seen this level of anger in him before, and for a second, it worried me.
A faint smile traced Chase's lips, but his eyes were still blank.
"I don't even know why I care. You two obviously fucking deserve each other." His tone was laced with malice and the look he passed between Jason and me was starting to make me angry.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
"Just what I said, Cara." He ran his hand through his hair again. "I have no damn clue why I've been pinning for you for so long. You obviously prefer control freak jack asses that sleep around and knock up their ex-girlfriends."
My eyes sprang open and my heart began beating its way out of my chest. Chase had never, in all the time that I had known him, stooped so low, or deliberately hit below the belt in an attempt to try and hurt me, or anyone else for that matter.
Jason stepped into Chase's face, his own face turning a deep shade of red, and I watched him raise his hands and shove Chase backwards. Chelsea quickly got up from the couch and walked over near me. Her eyes were bulging as she stared at Chase, looking just as confused as I was that he had worked himself into such a frenzy.
Chase caught himself as he was falling, and pushed Jason back sending him barreling towards me.
"Enough! From the both of you!" Chelsea yelled, stepping in between both of the guys who looked like they were ready to rip each other's heads off. She held out both arms in an attempt to keep them away from each other, looking back and forth between them as she did so. "Chase, you should really just go and let Cara call you later."
"I don't need her to call me later. I don't see the point in wasting my time on her any further. If she likes asshole guys, let her have the asshole guy." He turned towards me. "But I'm telling you, Cara, when this prick lies and breaks your heart again, don't expect me to be there to pick up the pieces like I've done so many times before. I'm done playing second fiddle. I'm done."
"And you've been the model guy the entire time I've known you, Chase?" I asked, having had enough of him and his cavalier attitude. "You seem to forget that you weren't always the perfect guy-friend that you seem to be to everyone else."
"Cara…" Chelsea called out, warning in her tone.
"No, Chels. He wants to act like he's never done a damn thing wrong. I need to remind him."
Chelsea looked over to Jason, worry etched in her face. She slightly nudged her head in Jason's direction, indicating that I probably didn't want to do this in front of him. Chase had driven me over the brink of caring, so I rolled my eyes at her and fixed my stare back to him.
"Freshman year ring a fucking bell, Chase?"
"That was a long time ago, Cara." he responded.
"Yeah it was. And it took me a long time to get over what you did to me."
Jason's eyes lowered. He stepped behind me, but kept his tenacious stare fixed on Chase. "What the fuck happened?" he growled angrily, now directly in my ear.
Chelsea gave me another warning glance, but Chase had taken things too far, and I was sick of listening to him act like her was the perfect guy who had a right to air someone else's dirty laundry.
"I lost my virginity to Chase." I heard Jason let out a deep, somber filled sigh. When I turned and looked at his face, he looked like someone who had just lost a piece of himself. "I wanted Chase more than anything, and for a while, he wanted me. That is, until his girlfriend from home found out. He lied to her, telling her he had only slept with me once and that it meant nothing to him."
"I was young and dumb, Cara," Chase replied, trying to defend himself.
"Yeah. Only, you continued to lie to her about everything, trying to make me out to be the scandalous whore in the process."
"Cara, I've apologized over and over again. What the hell more can I do?"
"You could have just been my friend when I was finally well enough to let you back in, instead of trying to be with me. I forgave you, Chase, but I've told you, I couldn't go there with you again. You really hurt me. You ruined my reputation. Apparently, a large chunk of our SSDU friends knew Casey, and thought I was such a bitch for knowing you had a girlfriend and pursuing you anyway. I guess she was like a damn Mother Theresa and here I was, wrecking something for the most awesome girl to walk the planet."
Jason stepped from behind me and back in front of Chase. I looked over to Chelsea who had her eyes closed and her head hung low, as she stood quiet, never once looking at any of us.
"You have the fucking nerve to try and throw my shit in my face, most of it being lies, and you have all of this shit buried in your closet?" He shook his head and stepped even closer to Chase. "I didn't get my ex-girlfriend pregnant. For all I know, her kid could yours. And I damn sure never cheated on Cara."
"Get the fuck out of my face. You have no clue about the details."
"I don't need any fuckin' details. I've heard enough. You seduced a fucking virgin while you were in a relationship with someone else and then turned the tables on her to save your sorry ass. I'm standing here in disbelief that Cara even accepted you back into her life after that shit." He looked back at me with anger and confusion etched into his face.
"I've made amends with both girls. I was dumb and I messed up, but I wanted Cara. I still want Cara."
Chase's words sucked the air out of the room. Chelsea and I were both aware that Chase still wanted to be with me, and that he hated Jason with every ounce of his being. Even though Jason always insinuated that Chase wanted me, the words had never come out of his mouth in Jason's presence.
"You can hang those pipe dreams up, pretty boy. Cara ain't going anywhere near you."
"Jason!" I yelled. "
I can speak for myself."
He looked at me and just as he was fixing his mouth to say something, he closed his eyes tightly, but remained silent.
"Chase, I told you when I finally forgave you that we'd never go back there. You hurt me. I can't forget about that."
"But you can just overlook everything that he's done to you!" Chase yelled, waving his hand at Jason. "You are a piece of work, Cara. I've admitted to my wrongs, and I worked every day of that next year trying to show you that I was sorry and that I meant it, and yet, he can do everything he's done and you just willfully accept him back into your life. I thought you'd wised up."
"It's time for you to go, Chase," I said, walking closer to him and taking him by the arm. "You have no right to make judgments about something that you only have partial knowledge about."
"You only gave your side, Cara. What else was I supposed to do?" He stared back at Jason as I walked him to the front door and then looked down at me with sadness in his eyes. "You're going to get hurt again."
We stopped just before the door, peering fixedly into each other's eyes.
"Then let me."
I opened the door and Chase stepped out. He looked back at me and rubbed his head as he shook it. Without another spoken word, he angrily walked away.
When I returned to the living room, Chelsea was seated on one end of the couch and Jason on the other. They were engaged in some sort of discussion, but stopped just as I approached. Jason stood and took me in his arms, rubbing my back as he held me tightly to his chest.
"So sorry about that, babe. I had no idea you two had that sort of history." I looked up into his warm brown eyes--they exuded nothing but love and compassion. "Guess that explains why Mila and Ryan hate him so much."
I took a couple of deep breaths and pulled away from Jason. "I never wanted to rehash that, but he pushed me, and I lost it."
"You don't need to apologize, Cara," Chelsea chimed in. "I saw the changes Chase has made sense then, and honestly, I didn't think it was still brewing inside of you. So, you know what? I'm sorry."