by Amy DeMeritt
I look down at Alex’s shirt and smile. “Is it possible that it could just be a coincidence that you wore that shirt today with little blue birds on it?” Alex looks down at her shirt and the back at my face smiling. “What happened after she finished the song?”
“I wiped my eyes and she took my face in her hands and said, ‘Face life with an iron fist, but have a heart as soft as a flower petal and you will be just fine.’ I nodded my head and gave the woman a tight hug before going back to my mom. After that day, this place became my favorite place to come when I needed an escape from the city and needed to be reminded that there is still hope for humanity.”
“That’s an amazing story. Did you ever see the old woman again?” I shake my head. “No, I asked my mom to bring me back here several times after and we waited for hours, but I never saw her again.”
“Jordan, thank you for sharing this place and that story with me. It sounds like that moment was very pivotal in who you became as a person and it means a lot that you feel comfortable with me that you could reveal to me something so personal.”
“The sad thing is, I chose the iron fist more often than the flower petal heart before I fell into the coma. I missed out on so many of these moments. The advice may have been great when I was twelve, but it wasn’t till I was in the coma listening to you talk about the beauties of life that I actually completely heard it and understood it.”
“I wouldn’t agree with that completely. I heard about the work you used to do with the youth centers. That’s got a stamp of a flower petal heart all over it.” She smiles and I laugh a little. “I guess so. Alex, do you love me for the person you’ve known since I came back to life, or do you love me for the person my mom and Callie made me out to be?” Alex presses her soft hand against my cheek and presses her lips against mine for a moment. “Jordan, I love you for exactly who you are. You are who I thought you were even while you were in the coma. Being able to finally talk to you and kiss you and see the look of love in your eyes makes me grow to love you more every day.”
“When I was in the coma, I always felt like you existed just for me. Like you came into my life to care for me and teach me how to fully love and experience life. You helped me to grow into a better person. When I first came out of the coma, I was worried that all those feelings were just a result of my mind twisting and turning everything you had to do as part of your job into something more personal and meaningful. After we talked and we realized that despite the unusual circumstances we still love each other, it was the best feeling in the world. When I was in the coma, I could hear you, but you couldn’t hear me. I guess I just want to make sure that after spending some time with me, where I’m actually able to engage with you, that you still feel the same way and still want to be with me. I don’t want you to feel obligated to stay with me if I’m not what you were hoping for.”
“Yes, Jordan, I promise you are what I want and I love you. I don’t even know how to describe how happy I am with you.” Alex pulls me into a kiss and I feel a strong burst of joy explode in my chest.
When she pulls back, Alex opens the picnic basket and starts pulling out containers of food. Each container she opens has a different kind of kabob. She made strawberry, banana, and pineapple kabobs, grape and cheese kabobs, and seasoned cubed chicken breast with cherry tomatoes and bell pepper kabobs. She also pulls out three small containers of dips.
While we eat, we sit really close and occasionally steal kisses and gently caress each other’s hands and arms. It’s beautiful. After we have eaten our fill, I help Alex pack all the food and we set the basket aside. I have her lay her head down in my lap and we talk and laugh for a long time. The wind picks up and tons of purple flower bells start showering down on us. We laugh and look up at the tree above us.
“Do you have any classical music on your phone?”
Alex grins and pulls her phone out. A moment later, a romantic sounding piano fills my ears. I pull us both up and we start dancing under the falling flower blossoms. We dance around for a minute or so and when we stop, we pick flowers out of each other’s hair and just stand here a moment smiling.
“Ok, now that I have danced with you in one of the most beautiful places, I’m ready to go home now. Are you ready?”
“Yeah, I’m ready.”
When we get back to my place, we unpack the picnic and put everything away. I’m surprised to see my fridge is pretty well stocked with food and bottled water. After Alex places the dirty containers in the sink, I grab her hands and pull her in close.
“Did you stock my fridge for me?” She smiles and nods. “I found out last night that they were going to release you today so I asked Callie to help me get your place stocked and ready for you. I just wanted to make sure you didn’t have to go out for this stuff as soon as you were released. I wanted to make sure you have everything you need so you can enjoy being out and I can make sure you are taken care of. It was so hard not to tell you last night, but I wanted it to be a surprise. I also didn’t think you’d get any sleep if you knew last night.” I smile and squeeze her. “You are amazing, Alex.”
I pull her into a kiss and it quickly becomes intense. Alex inhales deeply and presses in closer to me. Her hands slide down my back and grip my ass making me moan into her mouth. She suddenly pulls back and looks towards my apartment door as if someone is about to walk in. I press my hand against her cheek and she looks back at me.
“Alex, we’re not in the hospital anymore. No one is about to walk through that door. You can release the restraints now.” She smiles and briefly bites her bottom lip. “So, I’m allowed to want to do certain things now?” I laugh a kiss her lips. “You were allowed to want to do those things as soon as I opened my eyes and told you I love you. But now that I’m out of the hospital, you are also allowed to act on what you want.” Alex grins, scoops me up off the floor, and sets me down on my counter. I smile really big as she wraps my legs around herself and cups my neck before pulling me back into an amazing kiss.
I may have always tried to portray this tough girl exterior, but I have always secretly loved a woman that can take charge in the bedroom. After kissing for a couple more minutes, Alex pulls back and quickly pulls my tank top off over my head. I feel my center contract with desire and my legs squeeze Alex in closer to me. She smiles and bends down kissing me between my breasts. Alex’s soft cool hands move to my back and she unclasps my bra and quickly discards it. I inhale deeply as her cool hands palm both of my breasts firmly. I lean back slightly on my hands and my eyes close in pleasure. I inhale sharply as her thumbs and forefingers roll and pinch my nipples.
Alex traces her tongue up from the waist of my jeans up the center of my breasts and then her mouth is quickly on mine again. Our lips and tongues move together in an almost desperate arousal. Alex wraps her arms tightly around me and pulls me forward. I tighten my legs around her waist and she pulls me off the counter and takes a couple clumsy steps. I pull out of the kiss so she can see what she’s doing and I hold on tight as Alex walks us back to my bedroom. She’s so damn amazing. Alex is always this sweet gentle woman. It’s amazing to see her have this take-charge attitude with this.
Alex sets me down on my bed and I watch her pull her blouse and camisole off and bite my bottom lip seeing her standing before me topless. I start breathing heavier and my body feels like its temperature just increased at least ten degrees. Alex has gorgeous perky breasts that I probably need both hands to wrap around one. Across her chest, she has a light dusting of freckles similar to her cheek bones. Her stomach is fit, but looks soft. Alex unbuttons her pants and slowly pushes them off her hips. I watch each inch of her progress till she has kicked them aside and is standing in only a cute pair of cotton panties. I run my hands up her thighs and loop my fingers through the waist of the panties on both hips. Before I pull them down, I kiss her stomach and both hipbones. I slowly pull her panties down and moan seeing her cleanly shaven center. I look her over once and moan.
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Alex… so very, very beautiful.”
She smiles and gently pushes me back and reaches for the waist of my jeans. She makes quick work of pulling off my jeans and panties and grins when I’m lying completely naked in front of her. She places her knees on either side of me and bends down to kiss me. While we kiss, she coaxes me to slide backwards till my head is on my pillows.
Alex pulls back from the kiss with my bottom lip firmly between her teeth. She grins at me as she looks in my eyes still holding onto my lip. She moves forward slightly and readjusts to suck my lip into her mouth, making me moan. She smiles and releases my lip to trace the tip of her tongue around my lips. She teasingly inserts her tongue in my mouth and flicks the tip of my tongue and pulls back. My tongue follows hers and she grins and flicks the tip of my tongue before sucking it into her mouth. I’ve never had a girl suck on my tongue before. It’s surprisingly amazing! I feel a strong pulse between my legs and moan again.
As her full mouth engages mine again in a deep kiss, she palms my breasts and pinches and tugs on my nipples. I moan and my hips rise in need. I can feel that I’m soaked between the legs. I need her inside me. As if she can read my mind, Alex slides a hand down my stomach between my legs and cups me firmly. We both moan when her fingers make contact with my wet swollen clit. Her fingers trace slow gentle circles around my aroused bud for a few moments, making my hips buck and spasm. I’m breathing hard and I can’t keep pace with her kissing. My head falls backwards and she starts kissing and sucking my neck and chest.
I gasp loudly as she sucks my nipple in hard and she pushes two fingers inside me at the same time. Alex thrusts deep and I release a deep throated moan. Alex whispers in my ear, “Jordan, look at me.” I struggle to open my eyes as the pleasure courses through me with her pumping in and out of me very slowly. I’m able to get my eyes open slightly and she pushes in deeper and harder making my eyes close again as I moan. Alex whispers, “Look at me, Jordan.” I open my eyes again and she smiles. “Jordan, I love you.” She thrusts hard inside and presses her thumb against my clit at the same time. I gasp and moan loudly. “Alex! I… oh god... I love you too… oh… mmm…”
She sucks my bottom lip a moment and then moves down my body. My legs fly apart when I feel her tongue glide over my clit with her fingers still working in and out of me. She rolls her tongue over my swollen clit a few times and then gently pinches it between her teeth. I nearly scream out from the intense pleasure this causes. While holding my clit between her teeth, she traces the tip of her tongue around the tip of my bud. I’m going to burst any second. Alex pulls her fingers out and adds a third, making me gasp.
When I cum, it’s so powerful that I feel like I had several orgasms at once. Alex pulls her fingers out of me, but continues to gently lick up the full length of me and trace gentle circles around my opening and clit. She probes inside with her tongue, dipping in and out of me several times. I’ve never been able to cum again so quickly, but I feel like she’s going to make me cum again very soon.
After a few minutes, I’m breathing very hard and fighting the instinct to hold my breath as ecstasy courses through me. Alex firmly licks the flat of her tongue in short fast strokes against me and I gasp and buck against her as a new orgasm starts to take control of my body. When I cum again, my legs spasm and jerk, nearly clamping down on her head. Alex giggles and pushes my legs open and looks up at me smiling really big as she licks my juices off her lips and chin. Oh, god, that is so fucking sexy.
I sit up and pull Alex back to the top of the bed. I quickly climb on top of her and Alex immediately grabs my ass and pulls my hips down against hers. As our groins press together, I bend down and kiss her. While our lips and tongues tangle together, she pulls my hips down harder, making me rock against her. Oh, that feels good. I press in harder and dig in deep. She moans in my mouth and suddenly pushes up on me. She entwines our legs around each other like pretzels and our centers meet in a perfect scissor. We hold a hand against each other’s back as we rock and slide against each other. Alex moans and thrusts hard and deep into me. I try to hold back this new orgasm so that I can have the strength to help her climax.
I can’t believe how easily she can make me cum. I’ve always taken a bit longer than all of my partners to get wet and cum. I think it’s because it’s always been hard for me to show that I’m enjoying something on that level. It’s part of that whole vulnerability issue thing I’ve always had. With Alex, I don’t have that issue at all.
Alex looks so beautiful with the pleasure of her building orgasm showing on her face. Her eyes are tightly closed and her mouth is slightly parted with her taking gasping breaths and moaning occasionally. When I think she’s close, she stops and pulls her hips back some. She takes my hand and slips it between her legs and pushes my fingers inside herself. I moan feeling her walls on my fingers. I start pumping in and out of her and Alex’s head falls backwards in a long beautiful sounding moan.
She surprises me when she slides her hand between my legs and pushes inside me. “Jordan, I want you to cum with me.” In no time, we’re both gasping and moaning. I feel like my body is made purely of electricity.
Alex leans her head on my shoulder gasping and moaning loudly as I work my hand between her legs. I feel her body start to spasm and I know she’s climaxing. Alex pulls out of me and presses two fingers firmly against my clit making me gasp. A few moments later, we cum together and crumble to the bed in each other’s arms panting for air.
After taking a minute to catch my breath, I move down Alex’s body kissing, sucking, and licking every inch of her. When I reach her center, Alex’s body is rising and falling with the panting breaths of her heavy arousal and her hips are slightly jutting forward in anticipation. I slowly trace the flat of my tongue up from just below her opening to the very top of her center, right above her clit. Alex inhales deeply and her hips rise at my touch.
Her folds are so soft and smooth and feel so great against my tongue and lips, like wrapping my mouth in wet silk. I relish in the feeling of her against my mouth and savor every inch of her. When Alex is moaning in gasping breaths and I feel like she’s close, I press my top lip into her sex just above her clit and firmly press my tongue up her full length to clamp onto her clit. Up and down my tongue and lips work against her, building her orgasm. I dip my tongue inside her and feel her walls contract on me and I moan against her. Alex moans and her thighs spasm as I insert two fingers inside her and suck her clit. Alex grabs the back of my head and pulls me in harder against her, moaning loudly.
A few moments later, she cums and pulls my face out of herself. She pulls me up to lay with her and wraps her arms around me. “Jordan, my whole body is numb and vibrating. I think I’m going to fall asleep soon.” I smile and squeeze her closer. “Go ahead and sleep, babe.”
Chapter Twelve
I’m not expecting anyone till Alex gets off work, but just as I’m getting ready to make some lunch, there’s a loud urgent sounding knock at my door. I take a look through my peephole and smile. I quickly open the door and Callie walks in. “Did you see this shit?” She’s holding up the sports section of the local newspaper. I take the paper and she points to the article she wants me to read. It’s about me. I exhale deeply and close the door. “Do I even want to read this?” She looks really pissed off. “It’s total bullshit.”
We go sit in my living room and I start reading the article. I had finally broken down and given the paper a brief statement a few days ago because they kept hounding me for an interview. I still didn’t allow an interview, but I did send in a statement answering some of their questions. Their questions were very pointedly seeking to stir up trouble and controversy with me and Tina, but I wasn’t going to be dragged into that drama. It appears they still were able to stir some even with the simple answers I provided. The article gives a brief recap of our match and that I was the underdog, but still won the match. It explains that Tina blindsided me after the match and put me in a coma for three months. It eve
n has a comment that’s completely unnecessary and intrusive into my personal life, “a worker from the hospital, speaking under condition of anonymity, confirmed that Jordan Santone is currently dating one of the nurses that took care of her while she was in her coma.” I’m quoted as stating I have retired from boxing and have no ill will towards Tina and wish her luck in her boxing career. About ninety percent of the article is ok and doesn’t really bother me too much, but then the final couple sentences really piss me off. The journalist is speaking directly to Tina and encouraging her to challenge me to a rematch to “win the honor of her level division back”. Is he fucking crazy? I die and come back from the dead and all he can think about is putting me back in the ring?
I crumple up the paper and throw it across the room. Tina’s not the kind of person that you challenge her sense of glory and honor. She takes that shit so serious she will stop at nothing to protect it. I’m proof of that. If she sees this, which I’m sure she will, she’ll be knocking for a rematch. She won’t take a goading like this without attempting to drag me back into the ring. She’ll at least try to make a public challenge that I have to decline so she can show that she’s not afraid of going against me again.
“What do you want to do about this? You know she’s going to come after you. That match with you set her back in getting picked up by an agent to go pro and now having this piece of shit journalist write this is only going to cause her more problems, unless she challenges you. You’re not fucking fighting though. I’ll cut the bitch before I let that happen.” I laugh and shake my head. “Callie, why do always talk so brusquely? You’re not going to ‘cut’ anyone and I’m not going to fight her. All she needs is a public challenge that I can turn down. She’ll look like the tough fearless boxer and I’ll look like the sniveling little chicken.”