Saved by Him

by Kristie Leigh

  I peeled out of the lot and took off toward her place. I was in desperate need of some distance. Being this close to her after her admitting that she wished I was going to take advantage of her, ugh, she was killing me. Didn’t she know how badly I’d been dying for her since she’d left? Since she’d been back, she was all I could think about. I adjusted myself, hoping she hadn’t noticed, but by the chuckle I heard to my right, I clearly hadn’t fooled her.

  We pulled into her driveway, and I was out of the cab and rounding the truck quickly. But she was out just as fast and already starting up the front steps. She looked back at me and caught me checking her out, which I hadn’t even realized I was doing.

  “Come on, whatcha waitin’ for?”

  I smiled and started after her as she opened the door to let us in.

  “I’m going to get changed out of this shit. Go make me something to drink.” She winked and laughed before heading upstairs. This girl.

  I shook my head, smiling before heading to the kitchen and starting the coffee maker.

  A few minutes later, she came down wearing her signature messy bun, sweats, and a tank, but this time she was not wearing a fucking bra. I groaned. I didn’t know what it was about that outfit, but she looked so sexy. Without a bra, I had to turn away from her, busying myself with her coffee.

  Clearly not getting the hint, she came around and sat on the counter almost directly in front of me.

  “I wish I was a guy. You can go from work to the bar, to lounging, all in the same outfit and still look like you belong. That would be awesome. I hate having to do hair and makeup and wearing uncomfortable shoes and clothes. Plus, you can pee standing up.” She swung her legs back and forth like I remember her doing back in the day.

  I chuckled at her babbling. “Well, that was random.”

  She shrugged.

  “I love being a guy and not having to wear heels and shit, also peeing standing up is a nice bonus.” I looked up at her. “You don’t need any of that shit though. You look beautiful no matter what you wear, and my favorite look on you has always been this.” I tugged at her pants.

  She laughed at me. “Yeah, sure, I bet you’re into the whole hobo chic look I have goin’ on.”

  “You always wore something similar when we watched movies, but this is the hotter version; the tank fits, and the pants hug your ass.”

  She smirked and raised a brow. “Checkin’ out my ass, Rivers?”

  “Me?” I feigned innocence. “Never.”

  She laughed, knowing I was completely full of shit.

  “Coffee is ready, ma’am.” I pretended to tip my nonexistent hat.

  She jumped down and stood before me, looking up. “How can I ever repay you, sir?” She bit her lip, and my dick twitched.

  Was she serious? What had gotten into her? I wasn’t sure how to respond. She didn’t give me time as she leaned up and kissed me, softly at first. I pulled back, thinking this was a really bad idea. Looking into her eyes, I couldn’t help it, I needed to have her.

  I took her head in my hands. “Are you sure you want to go there?”

  She blinked and nodded slowly. Her eyes were heavy-lidded, and her breathing was labored. We should be talking, but I decided to go for it.

  “Fuck it.” I pressed my lips to hers.

  She moaned into my mouth, and I nearly lost it. I needed to take my time with her, show her what she’d been missing. Her hands moved to the back of my head and gripped my hair. Fuck. If she weren’t careful, it would be over before it even began. It’d been a long damn time since I’d been with her, and I wanted it to be memorable.

  I lifted her, and her legs wrapped around me. I started up the stairs, but she pulled back and shook her head.

  “Not upstairs. I haven’t been able to sleep in her room since—”

  I cut her off before she continued and turned around to head to the living room. “No explanation needed.” I leaned her down onto the sofa and broke away. “I’ll be right back.”

  She whined but removed her legs from my waist.

  I ran up the stairs as quickly as possible and found the linen closet. I grabbed a couple of blankets and pillows and went back downstairs, taking the stairs two at a time.

  I walked back into the room, and she was still on the sofa, waiting for me. I could see her chest heaving from here. She was just as worked up as I was. My cock was rock-hard and dying to come out to play. I dropped the blankets, removed my boots, and moved the coffee table aside so I could set up a makeshift bed.

  I was on my knees, fixing the corner in front of her when she reached out and caressed my cheek.

  “Thank you,” she whispered.

  I honestly kept thinking this wasn’t real, I’d had this dream so many times that I couldn’t believe it was finally coming true. I leaned over and kissed her. “This is really happening?” I didn’t mean to say that aloud.

  She nodded with a huge grin on her face. “It better be. I think we’ve waited long enough, don’t you?”

  I laughed, grabbed her off the couch, and then set her on my lap. “You’re tellin’ me. I’m dying right now.”

  She looked down and giggled. “I can see that. Maybe I can help you.” She reached down, but I caught her by the wrist.

  “Not yet, I’m going to take my time with you, and I’m pretty sure the second you touch me, I’ll explode.”

  She put her hand over her mouth to stifle a laugh.

  Pulling her down onto my jean-clad cock, I ground into her, showing her just how funny this was not. She moaned and dropped her head to my shoulder. “Thought that would stop the laughing.”

  I laid her down on the bed I’d made and leaned over her, kissing her leisurely, taking my time. I slowly made my way down her body, licking and sucking as I went. When I got to her stomach, I slowly lifted her tank with my teeth, making sure to brush over her belly button. She squirmed like she always used to.

  “Still ticklish?”

  She nodded with her eyes barely open. I wished I could freeze that visual for the future. It was so fucking hot. I removed her tank top, and she started to bring her hands up to cover herself.

  “Don’t you dare.”

  She closed her eyes.

  “Jules, look at me.”

  She opened her eyes and looked down at me.

  “Don’t ever hide from me.” I gazed up her body and took in the vision that was before me. “Fuck,” I said under my breath. My dick couldn’t take much more.

  “It’s just since I had Calum, my body—”

  “Is perfect.”

  She looked away, clearly not seeing what I did.

  I went back to exploring her skin with my tongue. She mewled and squirmed, undoubtedly needing release as much as I did. I moved farther down her body, taking her sweats with me. I looked up once they were off and saw she was wearing the sexiest boy shorts with cookie monster on them. I couldn’t help but chuckle. She always used to call me the cookie monster…for a few reasons.

  She got up on her elbows. “You like those?”

  I smirked and nodded. “Are those for me?”

  “Purely coincidence.” She shrugged.

  “More like fate.” I winked and started to kiss her inner thigh. I could smell her. “I can’t wait to taste you.”

  She shifted below me, trying to get me where she needed me most.

  “Patience.”

  She groaned, and I chuckled.

  Slowly taking down her panties, I revealed her bald pussy. My mouth instantly started to salivate. I didn’t waste another second before tasting her. I licked up her center and groaned. “You taste unbelievable.”

  I continued to lick her slowly, sucking to make sure I got every last drop. Her hips bucked, so I held them down, trying to make this last for her. But it didn’t take her long before her hand made its way to my hair and she was tugging as she came on my tongue. I lapped up all her juices as the aftershocks racked her body.

  “Fuck, you have no idea how amazi
ng that felt. Come here.” She crooked her finger.

  “You have no idea how amazing it was for me, too.” I crawled back up her body and took her mouth. My hands were everywhere, trying to reach every inch of her body, memorizing everything. She reached down to unbuckle my belt, and this time, I didn’t argue. My cock was screaming to come out.

  As soon as she undid the buttons of my fly, she reached in and wrapped her small hand around my shaft, squeezing. I moaned into her mouth. I needed to make this last. I tried to think of anything else, but it was no use. This was Jules. She was here in my arms. That was all I could think of. I lifted up and looked into her eyes, I saw the love I felt reflected back at me. I opened my mouth to say those three words but closed it, not wanting to ruin the moment.

  8

  Jules

  He looked at me like he used to, like he still loved me. Was it possible? I knew how I felt, those words were on the tip of my tongue, but I wasn’t planning to say them.

  His cock was definitely bigger than I remembered. Shit, it’d been so long this was going to sting. I went to flip positions with him, but he didn’t allow me to. I squeezed his cock again, and he groaned.

  “Listen, it’s been a while, and I’ve been dying to be inside of you. I can’t wait any longer.”

  I nodded my understanding, knowing exactly what he meant as I couldn’t wait to feel him sink in deep.

  “Let me be in control.” His voice was strained, like he was holding on by a thread.

  I almost rolled my eyes, men and control.

  He shifted slightly and then stilled. “Shit.” He dropped his head to my shoulder. “I don’t have a condom. I wasn’t expecting this tonight.” He lifted his head with a crooked smile and shrugged.

  “Yeah, I definitely don’t have anything, either. I’m on the Cadillac of birth controls, though, that I’m sure of.” I laughed. I decided a long time ago that I wasn’t getting pregnant by a deadbeat again. Don’t get me wrong, Calum was the best thing to have ever happened to me, but I wasn’t going to be taken by surprise again.

  “Are you sure?” He searched my eyes for any hint of hesitation.

  I was having déjà vu. “Yes, why do I feel like we’ve had this conversation before?”

  He smiled, and recognition came over his face. “The last time we were together, we didn’t use anything, either.”

  A sense of melancholy washed over me.

  “Hey, look at me.”

  I looked up at him.

  “That’s the past, all right? We can’t change what happened. Be with me, here and now.” He leaned down and kissed me softly before pulling back.

  I smiled because he was right. We should be living in the moment. I reached down and pushed his jeans down as far as I could and let my feet finish the job. He positioned himself at my opening and looked down at me, silently asking for permission. I nodded, and he pushed forward. I winced slightly, and he stilled.

  “Are you okay?” His voice was tinged with concern.

  “Yeah, it’s just been a while.” I shifted slightly and willed my muscles to relax.

  “Tell me when you’re ready.” He kissed me softly, and I moved my hips, letting him know I was more than ready; I just wanted to feel him deep inside me.

  He pushed forward slowly, watching my face for signs of discomfort. I’d never felt this full, and I opened my hips wider, allowing him to sink fully inside. He stopped when he bottomed out and dropped his head to my shoulder.

  “Fuck, you feel incredible. Better than I remember.” He lifted up and looked me in the eyes. “You have no idea how many times I’ve dreamt of this, imagined being inside of you. Nothing could have prepared me for how this would feel.”

  Before I could respond, he pulled out slightly and slammed back in, causing a loud moan to escape my open mouth. He pulled out and slammed back in again.

  “Oh my God.” My eyes rolled back. I didn’t recall sex ever feeling this good; he hit all the right places, and I felt like I was going to burst. I opened my eyes to find Hunter watching me, he’d slowed his pace slightly.

  “I’m trying to take my time, but it’s so damn hard.” He gritted his teeth, seemingly trying to hold back. “I’m about to explode. I feel like I’m fifteen again.”

  I giggled, and he tensed before letting out a shaky breath.

  “Don’t laugh, it turns that sweet pussy of yours into an even tighter vise, and I really don’t want to embarrass myself.”

  I reached up and brought his head down, so his lips met mine, enough talking. Picking up the pace again, we moved together in unison. My body was on fire. The house filled with moans of passion and the sound of skin against skin.

  Wrapping my legs around him, I gripped his ass, encouraging him to pick up the rhythm. “I’m so close, oh God. Harder.”

  He immediately complied, slamming in hard, causing a scream to escape my lungs.

  “Fuck, that’s so good. Don’t stop. Oh God, don’t ever stop.” I wasn’t usually this vocal, but I couldn’t control it. It’d never felt this way. I felt my orgasm building. I was right there on the edge. Adjusting my hips slightly was all it took to push him deeper, causing me to plunge into the depths. My head fell back, and I screamed out, “Hunter, oh fuck!”

  His pace picked up and became much more erratic before he stilled and grunted my name in my ear. Then he collapsed on top of me, bearing the brunt of his weight on his elbows. And a few minutes passed in silence. Only our breaths could be heard as we tried to catch it.

  “I don’t want to move,” he said on a chuckle, causing my insides to perk up at his movement since he was still inside me.

  “Me, either. That was amazing. I don’t know how else to describe it. It was like nothing I’ve ever felt.” I was still breathless and in a post-sex fog.

  He lifted up, looking at me with a serious expression. “We’re amazing together. I haven’t felt that type of connection in a really long time; in fact, I don’t think ever. We were probably too young to understand what we had back then. This feeling? It’s just us; it’s always been us.” He caressed my cheek and kissed me, taking what little breath I had away. This man brought out all the feelings I’d tried so hard to bottle up over the last eight years.

  A tear rolled down my cheek, and he pulled back and wiped it away.

  “I hope that’s not a sad tear.” He looked confused.

  I shook my head. “No, no, I’m just emotionally overwhelmed, I guess. I have all these feelings rushing back in. I’ve gotten so good at keeping all my emotions involving you packed away over the years. It was easier to push everything down and attempt to move on. Being a million miles away helped a lot.”

  “Being in this town made forgetting impossible. I missed you every single day that you were gone.” His voice was soft, but it was laced with hurt.

  I lifted up and brought my lips to his. I didn’t know what else to say. I was the worst with feelings and words, so I was just going to show him.

  He broke the kiss and gazed into my eyes a moment then sighed before pulling out of me. “Let me get you cleaned up.” Ever the gentleman, he got up and strutted his sexy, naked ass out of the room. He walked back in with a washcloth and wiped me up. I was a little sore, not only due to my lack of sex life, but I thought Hunter had grown a little since we were last together.

  I sat up and put on my tank top. “There are leftovers in the fridge, help yourself. I’m going to go use the bathroom. I’ll be right back.”

  Standing up, I picked up my panties, but Hunter took them and dropped them on the floor. I looked down at my naked self, but Hunter tipped up my chin. My body looked pretty good after having Calum, but I was still super self-conscious and not ready to strut around naked. I had some stretch marks, and I didn’t work out, so I was a bit flabby in areas. He kissed my nose.

  “You look amazing.” He looked me up and down. “Absolutely gorgeous.”

  I smiled. He really was a sweetheart. I reluctantly pulled away as I needed to pee re
ally badly. I could feel his eyes on me as I left the room, so I swayed my hips a tad more than usual, knowing he liked the way I looked.

  Quickly making my way to the bathroom, I closed the door behind me and sat on the toilet. My emotions were so fucked up that I didn’t really know how to react. On the one hand, I just had the best sex of my life with a man I’d loved for as long as I could remember. He was still here and seemed to genuinely want to be with me. But on the other hand, I was planning to leave soon. Right now, I was distracted from the reality that had become my life. In the end, I was still going to wake up tomorrow in my mama’s house and miss her like crazy. That was something I couldn’t continue to do.

  I finished up and washed my hands before splashing some water onto my face. Looking in the mirror, I saw the reflection of a girl I wished I saw daily. I hadn’t seen her in a long time. My hair was a mess, and I wore nothing but a tank top, but my cheeks were rosy. I had a smile on my face, and quite frankly, I just looked happy. I wanted to wake up every day and see this girl in the mirror, but I wasn’t sure I could do that in Florida.

  The butterflies were aflutter as I made my way back downstairs. Hunter had set up a picnic for us on the makeshift bed, causing my stomach to growl.

  “I didn’t realize I was hungry until I saw that.” I sat down across from him in front of my plate. “Thank you.”

  He smiled at me before digging into his food, and I followed suit.

  “This is so good, leftover lasagna always tastes better. I don’t know why that is.”

  He nodded, agreeing but didn’t speak. He ate like he hadn’t eaten all day. He probably worked up quite the appetite tonight.

  We finished our meal in comfortable silence, and Hunter put everything away before turning all the lights off and checking the doors.

  When he came to sit back down with me, I asked, “Are you staying?” I wasn’t sure why I was surprised. This was Hunter. He was always the sweetest guy. I guess I just wasn’t used to that.