‘Every minute of every day. You once told me, if you remember, that us being apart wouldn’t be forever. All I had to do was remember how you touched me and how you loved me. Most days it was all that got me through and the others it was remembering those words that nearly brought me to my knees.’
Jack lifted his fingers and placed them to my lips, effectively shushing me. Then they brushed over my face to wipe away the tears.
‘Of course, I fucking remember… No more words, Lils. Just feel.’
His head dipped down to mine. His eyes didn’t close at first, and I knew he wanted to maintain our connection.
The warmth of his skin brushed gently over me as he lowered his mouth down, slowly at first and then faster, as if he couldn’t hold off any longer. His hand cupped my head as he held me in place and his lips swept over mine. Our mouths remembered each other’s. We knew every movement of the dance we had shared many times before. The taste of him filled my senses, overwhelming them within seconds. I ran my hands around his body, grabbing the material of his T-shirt in both of my fists, pulling him closer to me. Desire was flooding my system. When his tongue finally found mine, I was desperate for its caress.
Jack moved us both, rolling over onto his back and pulling me on top of him. I knew why, he wanted to give his hands the freedom to roam. As his lips and tongue teased mine, his fingers started to trail down my sides. Every piece of my exposed skin ignited and I could no longer think straight. As always, the man held me prisoner. I needed no more than his touch and caress to stay alive.
‘Jack.’ A woman’s voice interrupted our moment.
Stunned, I lifted my lips away from his. I didn’t recognise the voice. I felt my brow furrow a little as I looked at him in question and attempted to roll away. He had accepted me breaking our kiss, but he refused to allow me to move off him. His large hands quickly found the bare skin just below the short skirt I was wearing and he cupped my bum, effectively holding me in place.
Only then did Jack turn his head towards the woman who had called his name and I followed. I took in the figure of an attractive, red-haired girl wearing jodhpurs. I assumed it was one of the stable girls, Laura, that I had heard about. It wasn’t the tall, blonde girl I’d seen kissing him before, that was for sure. A hot flush of jealousy ran over me.
‘Yeah,’ Jack replied as once again I tried to move away from him. He rolled his hips into me making sure I felt the erection I was lying on top of. ‘Everything alright with the horses?’ I froze with embarrassment.
‘Yes,’ she replied, still unable to tear her gaze away from the two of us making out on the blanket. ‘Yes… I just came to see you. I wanted to talk to you.’
‘Ok, now you’ve seen me.’ I watched the corners of his mouth lift as he turned her words back on her. I understood the situation now. She obviously had a thing for him and he was enjoying showing her it wasn’t reciprocated. I felt my sympathies change from embarrassed for myself, to embarrassed for her. If I had been able to move away from him, I would have slapped him. But the only thing I could do was raise my eyebrows in question.
‘What did ya wanna talk about, Laura?’ he asked.
‘I wanted to see if you’d like to come out with me tonight.’ I watched her as she then went from uncomfortable to trying to completely ignore I was there.
Maybe I didn’t feel quite so sorry for her now.
‘Sorry, Laura. Once again, the answer’s no thanks… As ya can see I’ve sorta got my hands full.’ His fingers flexed into my bum cheeks as if to show her exactly how full his hands were.
‘So, I see.’ With that she turned, walked out of the garden and slammed the grey, glossed door behind her.
‘That was unkind, Jack.’
‘Do ya want me to go out with her?’ His eyebrows raised in question.
‘No… but.’ I shook my head.
‘We shagged a couple of times, ya know me… I don’t stick around much after that. I tried to let her down easy… I’ve been telling her for the last year that I loved someone else. She refused to accept it, maybe now she will?’
‘You love someone else?’ A small feeling of panic started to roll around inside me. Instinctively I started to try to move away again. His strong arms remained around me, keeping me captive.
He smiled up at me. ‘Yeah, babe, the same girl who’s had my heart since I took her virginity and made her mine.’
‘Oh, I see.’ I smiled back at his words and began to move.
I pushed my hands down on his broad chest, running my fingers over his pecs and up to his shoulders. Shifting further I sat up, placing my legs either side of his hips and squeezed my thighs together. The playful squeeze I gave him seemed to flick a switch. His eyes sparked to life and his Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed. I watched as mischief consumed his face. His hands lifted fast, faster than I could move and his fingertips found my sides. All at once it was too late. The wonderful feeling of being totally out of control, but not caring, swept over me. His fingers found my ribs and danced over my skin, he tickled me to the point of hysteria. The sensation caused me to laugh so deep and spasmodically that I began to hiccup at the same time.
‘Noooooo. No more, please!’
His hands stopped and he sat up quickly, flexing his abdominal muscles underneath where I sat. Once he was up he kissed the end of my nose and then lay back down.
Eventually, I calmed and fell against him in an exhausted, but happy, heap. I felt his lips caress my forehead.
‘Thank you for helping me to remember who I am, Jack.’
The beautifully bound leather book fell from my fingers yet again and connected with my nose. I jumped back awake and supressed a giggle. I was lying on the settee in the kitchen fighting sleep as it threatened to engulf me. I couldn’t remember having had a better day in a long time and I didn’t want it to end. I was holding a copy of my favourite book, provided by Jack, Northanger Abbey by Jane Austin. Every time my eyes went back to the familiar words, they blurred together and sent me into a trance.
I lifted my head up quickly to see if Jack had noticed. He was sat at the large table in the middle of the kitchen, studying. I couldn’t have been more surprised. Professor Clark would have been stunned if he could see what I could now see. I knew just how much he had hated working at university. But when we had talked earlier, he had told me he was now taking a degree in animal science, and it all made sense. Jack’s plan, he explained, was to breed horses. His fighting had paid for the house and the land, and was now paying to refurbish everything.
I felt pride fill me to bursting point. Pride that he was nothing like my father had said he would be.
I peeked at him again and watched him caressing his earlobe between his thumb and forefinger, he was deep in thought as he concentrated on his work. A deep sense of longing took over me, to suck the earlobe into my mouth. As he thought, he flicked a pen back and forth quickly in between the thumb and forefinger of his other hand. My heart skipped a beat just watching the mannerisms that I recognised, they were truly mesmerising.
‘Ain’t you learnt that book by heart yet?’ He interrupted my staring.
He asked the question almost as if he could feel my eyes on him and then he turned his head to look at me. Some things about him were still as I remembered, but others were new. I heard the pen drop to the books with a dull thud. He removed the thick framed glasses he now wore to read and placed one of the arms in his mouth. As he sucked on the end he offered me a wink. My insides sparked to life and melted just a little bit more.
‘Tell me the truth.’
‘What do you mean?’ My stomach knotted in panic.
‘You need to be in bed, don’t you?’
I shook my head at him feeling relieved and watched his eyebrow raise at me in question.
‘I keep seeing that book fall on ya face. It’s fucking hilarious, but also off putting.’
‘Off putting?’ I felt a questioning frown appear on my forehead.
He sig
hed at me as he closed the book he had been looking at. Carefully he folded up his glasses and placed them on top and then shook his head.
‘I am a man, ya know, Lils. As a man, I can only deal with so fucking much. Watching ya fall asleep brings home to me just how fucking much I wanna be in my bed with you. I wanna watch ya fall asleep in my arms, but only after I’ve made you scream out my name.’
‘Then… what are you waiting for?’ I whispered hesitantly back to him.
The chair he was sat on was pushed back quickly and with so much force it fell over backwards. It didn’t faze him, and he didn’t stop to right it. His eyes never left mine. With large strides, he prowled towards me, flexing his fingers until he was by my side. He bent down, placed an arm under my knees and one behind my back, then swung me up high into his arms with ease. I lifted my hand and using one finger I traced his Adams apple as he carried me through the open door and up the stairs to his bedroom.
My heart was banging in my chest as I carried her up the stairs, two at a time. For the first time in what seemed like fucking forever every single part of me felt alive.
‘I like you holding me close, Jack.’ Her voice sounded small, but confident in her words. Then it hit me like a sledgehammer. I had given her a choice. By inviting me to take her to bed, she had chosen us and together was exactly how we were meant to be. I pressed my lips to the top of her head.
I paused just outside of my bedroom door with her in my arms.
‘Do ya know how long I’ve dreamt about this, Lils?’
‘Me too.’ Her voice vibrated as it hit my chest. Those same throaty vibrations travelled straight down to my demanding cock.
I toed the door open and walked her into the large room. The full moon lit up the room, sending its shards of light to bounce off any reflective surface it could find. It looked almost magical, and could I say it? Romantic. Fuck me. It was probably even worthy of a scene in one of her favourite books.
I placed her arse down at the end of the bed and stepped back away from her. She looked small against the huge fucking bed I’d chosen for my bedroom. Her eyes found mine in question. Without answering her unspoken words, I stood with my arms hanging by my sides flexing my fingers, fighting the fact that they itched to touch her. I swept my eyes over her, wearing my old shirt and a short-as-fuck skirt from one of my sisters. At last she looked like the girl I remembered from university. I saw her suck in her cheek and begin to play with her fingernails as she tried to read my mind.
‘I’m gonna take my sweet fucking time with you. I’ve had visions of you in here with me. They’ve teased me for years and now I’m gonna show ya the meaning of the word anticipation. I’m also gonna remind ya that the man you were meant to be with is me, no one else but me. I need to make sure you understand the difference between someone ya love and your soulmate.’
She looked at me quizzically and I leant my head to one side as I questioned her reactions to my words.
‘One is a choice, Lils and the other isn’t. Us being together isn’t a fucking choice, it’s just as it should be. Don’t deny me, babe… You captivate me, thoughts of you consume me, this here is everything. What we feel for each other is undeniable.’
She nodded at my words.
I moved forward to stand in front of her. I lifted her chin up and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Standing back, I pulled my T-shirt off with one quick movement. I knew in the past she had always loved to look at my body. With all the hours I put in at the gym getting fight-ready, every muscle on my torso was well defined. I could see she appreciated the sight in front of her and I fought a cocky smile that had the corners of my mouth twitching. I watched as she ran her eyes over my torso and then lifted up her hand to touch me. I took a step away from her and her hand fell away, like a chastised child.
‘Later, Lils… you can have it all. But for now, I just want ya to feel. Close your eyes and feel the connection between us.’
I watched her close her eyes and I walked around the side of the bed to jump up behind her. I moved as close to her as I could without touching her.
I could already see the effect I was beginning to have on her body. Just knowing I was close to her, but not being able to see me, was playing with her mind. Her breathing immediately lost its regular rhythm and she began to take in erratic breaths. Goose bumps began to appear on her bare forearms.
‘Anticipation, beautiful girl,’ I whispered in her ear.
Sitting back on my haunches, I reached around her to slowly undo the few buttons she had done up on my shirt. Very deliberately I touched only the material of the shirt until all the buttons had been released. I lifted my hands and placed them gently onto her shoulders, moving the fabric away from her soft skin until her shoulders were bared to me and the shirt slipped down her arms.
Lily went to pull her wrists free of the material.
‘Leave it, Lils… I’ll remove it soon.’
She responded to my voice by keeping still.
I could only imagine how she looked, with her arms caught behind her and her tits being pushed forward. I could see she was affected by the position I had her in. Her skin was shining in the moonlight as she grew warmer and her breathing ramped up further as she sat with her arms trapped behind her back and waited. Just waiting while she anticipated my next touch.
She was fucking beautiful.
She was mine.
I intended to remind her of that. I was going to show her exactly why she belonged to me.
I needed to remind her how to live. I had made her cry, and also laugh uncontrollably. I had made her remember and now I wanted to make her feel, really fucking feel.
With both of my hands I picked her long hair up and away from her bare shoulders, pushing my fingertips through it and over her scalp. Her head tilted back and she moaned. That sound reverberated down my body and my cock flexed against the button fly of my jeans. I twisted her hair and using only her hair I knotted it up on her head.
Having two sisters came in fucking useful sometimes. A small smile crept over my lips.
Using only my mouth I started to kiss up her arm until I reached her shoulder and then I removed my lips and started again on the other arm. I could see the fine hairs on her arms catching the moonlight, as they stood to attention. Unwittingly she began to very gently moan. Her body was instinctively asking me for more. Her hands clasped themselves together tightly as they rested on top of the deep quilt.
Fighting had taught me to be aware of everything my opponent gave away, a heightened sense of awareness. To use all their responses to benefit myself. It was strange how a lesson learnt while doing something so fucking brutal and violent could be used in the same way to make love to the only woman I had ever loved. It had given me the ability to use her responses to make love to her with even more care and attention to her needs.
Her fingers found my kneecaps and she began to rub her fingertips over the material she found there, as she began to feed her own desperation for more. I felt a smirk begin to make my lips twitch. I leant forward and pressed my lips against her shoulder just at the juncture where her clavicle joined it. She jumped in response at that small touch, fleetingly I grazed my lips over it. A hum left her mouth as she leant her head away from me, pulling taut the beautiful skin on her neck. Ultimately, she was showing me her exposed skin, she was offering me more.
So, I lifted my mouth away.
I waited until she had straightened her head once again and pressed my lips down to exactly same place but on the other side, only this time I didn’t kiss.
I gently bit down on the soft skin and then sucked the delicate area into my mouth. I then sucked harder, as the strong urge to mark her came over me.
‘Ahhhhh, Jack.’ Her cry encouraged me to suck even harder.
Opening my eyes and looking down to her lap, I watched as she fidgeted and then crossed her legs together as she tried to find relief.
Fuck yeah.
I let her wet, bruised skin fall a
way from my mouth. I knew the blood collecting there and the saliva from my mouth hitting the cooling air would continue to offer her stimulation for a while.
Her desperation encouraged me to move with increasing vigour. Her moans, sighs, and the way she was beginning to inadvertently move her body, were making my cock scream for attention. I wasn’t going to rush this, I had dreamt for far too fucking long of having her here and I meant to appreciate every single fucking second.
My mouth moved of its own accord. I wanted to kiss, lick and bite every piece of bare flesh on her. I placed feather-like kisses from her shoulder all the way up to the dip just below her earlobe. My tongue then found the shell of her ear and licked all around it. I stopped there just to make sure she felt my breath as I deeply exhaled. Her body trembled in response. She took in a deep breath and pushed her tits out as she silently begged me for more.
‘Oooooooo,’ fell from her mouth. I grazed my mouth around her jawline and running one hand into the twist of her hair that I had created, I swiftly turned her head to meet me. Her lips opened as she gasped at the movement and for a few short seconds I allowed my mouth to meet hers. I swept my tongue quickly around the opening of hers and sucked her bottom lip into mine releasing it with a pop.
‘Oh my God... Jack,’ came from her beautiful mouth as I released her and moved quickly away.
My beautiful girl.
My hand in her hair pushed her head forward, not hard, but with enough force that she knew exactly who was in control. Her spine was now exposed and I followed the curvature of it with small kisses all the way up to her hairline.
Pieces of her brown hair were beginning to fall away and I looked on with awe as they touched her pale skin. She was beginning to come undone, and I was following close by. I watched as she juddered in response to every touch I placed on her.
I upped the pace.
I placed an open-mouthed kiss to the juncture between her neck and shoulder, exploring the piece of sensitive skin with my mouth and teeth. At the same time, I twisted her bra hook with my fingers, the catch released and the moan that left her lips as her heavy tits fell loose, fed my soul.
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