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Her eyes flared, but she couldn’t deny she loved when I called her that. Her pussy didn’t lie and it followed my orders to a T, tightening like a vise around my dick until she was screaming my name again and writhing underneath me. Her pussy milked my cock for all it was worth, and there was no way I could hold on any longer. With two more hard thrusts, I followed her over the edge, coming hard in the condom and wishing I was coming inside her bare. I shuddered and then dropped like a rock to the mattress next to her, completely spent. But not so spent that I didn’t pull her body so she was nestled against mine.
Minutes passed as we both caught our breath and then I broke the silence.
“What changed your mind?”
I knew when I came here that she’d been set on us not continuing this thing, but there was a look in her eye when I saw her on the sidewalk outside her apartment that had been burned into my brain. Then when she didn’t turn down my advances, I knew something had changed, and I’d been dying to know what caused it. Now as I lay here with her naked body snuggled against mine and my fingers twirling a strand of her hair, I couldn’t hold the question back.
She stiffened slightly. “Does it really matter?”
It did to me. It’d never mattered with another woman before, but I knew from that first kiss that Jenna wasn’t like the other women I’d been with in the past. She was special. After my experience overseas, I was painfully aware that life was too short to fight against what you really wanted.
And I wanted Jenna more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life. Just a few days and I already knew she was essential to my future happiness.
But she was also skittish. I didn’t know why—yet—but I knew I had to play this carefully if I was going to win her over and make her as obsessed with me as I was with her.
“You seemed set on keeping us at a distance. I thought I’d have to work harder to convince you to give this another go.”
She let out a resigned sigh and her body loosened up again. “Has anyone ever told you you’re very stubborn?”
A laugh escaped, but despite what I knew she was attempting to do, she wasn’t going to distract me from getting the answer I craved.
“Come on, Sugar, the suspense is killing me.”
“I ran into my ex,” she mumbled, and then it was my turn to stiffen. A million questions ran through my mind, but before I could pick one to ask, she kept going. “We’ve been broken up for two years, and I’m not in love with him or anything anymore, but seeing him was…the straw that broke the camel’s back, I guess.”
“What do you mean?”
“I thought this was just supposed to be sex.”
“So, what? That means you can’t tell me things?” It hadn’t been just sex for me since the moment I walked into that restaurant and saw her sitting at the table with our parents, knowing I’d gotten a second chance for more than an epic one-night stand. But she wasn’t ready to hear that.
“I’ve never done this before,” she murmured. “I’m not even sure whatthisis. Friends with benefits? Just scratching an itch?”
“Do you really want to label it, or do you just want to go with it and we make it whatever works for us?”
I knew what label I wanted, but that hadn’t been included in either of the options she’d stated. Knowing where her head was at was both a blessing and a curse, but I needed her to open up to me.
I could already feel myself wanting to tell her things I’d never wanted to tell anyone before. Things I struggled even to tell the counselor the army had paired me up with before my discharge paperwork was finalized.
The three of us—the only survivors of a mission gone south—had been ordered to do mandatory counseling. I didn’t know how well it worked for the other guys in my unit, but I knew my sessions had been unproductive as shit. The words hadn’t come. But snuggled in bed with Jenna, I felt them rising to the surface. I wanted to talk. I wanted to bare my soul.
I wasn’t sure what kind of witchcraft this woman had done to me, but I wasn’t complaining, because holding her in my arms made me grateful I’d made it out alive. For the first time in months, I didn’t want to drink my pain away.
I just wanted Jenna.
She chewed on her lip, thinking over my question, while I waited patiently for her to figure out what she wanted to do.
“I’m not where I thought I’d be,” she whispered, her voice a little choked. “Things aren’t going well for me at school. I barely passed last semester, and not for a lack of trying. Everyone in my class is doing internships this summer or taking extra classes, while my advisor encouraged me to take the summer off and reevaluate if this was the right path for me.” She sniffled, and the way her voice cracked told me she was fighting back tears. “All I’ve ever wanted to do was work with animals. I have no backup plan. And then, I ran into Peter—my ex—and his wife. He’s married, and even though I don’t want him anymore, I feel like he’s right where he always planned to be while my whole life is crumbling around me. My entire life, I’ve followed the rules and been the good girl, so for once, I wanted to say ‘screw it’ and try something different.”
“And I’m something different?”
She huffed out a laugh, but there was no humor in it. “You’re the opposite of everything. I’ve never done a hookup thing before. Peter was my first and…”
Her voice faded and I thought she was hoping I wouldn’t put all those puzzle pieces together, but my tactical brain took every piece of information and came to the most logical conclusion.
“You’ve been celibate for two years?” There was no fucking way. Jenna was a smoke show. I mean, yeah, she hid it under conservative clothes, but her eyes drew me in and her mouth was like a siren’s song that I wanted to drown in. Her curvy hips were the perfect grip when I was burying myself inside her. She was beautiful beyond measure.
She nibbled her lip. “Um, yeah.”
