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Chapter Thirty-Four

Two Years Later…

Lauren

The alarm rings out and we both let out a long groan as I reach over and press the center button on my phone silencing its shrill cry.

“You’d think after two years I’d be used to the tone of your alarm,” Jack says, his voice gruff and sleepy. “You know you can change it to something less annoying?”

“You know you’ve told me that practically every morning for the last two years, right?” I mutter back, my face buried in my pillow.

His arm slips around my waist, his fingers slide along the bare skin of my stomach as his lips trail a series of small kisses across my shoulder blades.

It’s been two of the fastest years of my life, and I owe everything to Ellen who continued to sign Jack’s paychecks until yesterday. She kept him on the payroll and kept his visa up to date despite his diminished presence at the vineyard.

Today is hard for me, harder than I expected it to be, as I lie in bed with Jack’s warm body pressed against mine, reminding me what it feels like to always have him here with me.

“Tomorrow you won’t have to worry about the sound of my alarm,” I say, swallowing back the lump that has formed in my throat.

“I may just change mine as a reminder of you,” he replies, but any sleepiness that was lingering in his body has faded as he slips a knee between my legs, pressing himself against my ass.

He begins sucking at my neck making me move against his knee as it presses exactly where I need it.

“Jack,” I moan, needing him more in this moment than I ever thought I could need someone. “Please…”

“How can I refuse you?” he asks, sliding his hand down the inside of my thigh, reaching my knee, pushing it so I open myself to him. “Especially today,” he adds as he slides inside me.

He’s slow and methodical, taking his time and when he slips out of me I cry out in protest as he moves me onto my back and hovers over me.

My arms reach out to pull him closer, to feel his skin against mine again, but he shakes his head and pins my arms above me.

“Don’t move,” he commands and I watch him for a second, his eyes raking over my naked body. “I just want to look at you, commit every curve of your body to memory, every fucking inch of you.”

I can never have enough of him or him of me. His hands explore my body, touching every inch of bare flesh as if he’s never felt me before. His fingers trail up my sides, brushing my breasts and making me moan out his name. But he doesn’t stop, grazing my stomach as he makes his way with the lightest of touches to the inside of my thighs.

My breathing is erratic and my heart is pounding wildly against my chest. Everywhere he touches feels like my skin is on fire. It’s screaming for relief as the sensation finds its way to just one part of my body. He runs his fingers between my legs, only lightly brushing against me, making the need worse.

“This is it, Lu. The last time I’ll have you like this, because after today, everything changes.”

I nod my head, unable to speak as Jack slides back inside me, my eyes closing in response.

“Open your eyes, Lu,” he says, his words laced with demand and my eyes flutter open. “I want you to watch, watch as I fuck you, watch as I make you come.”

Every dirty word that falls from his lips is like fuel to my fire and I push up and watch as he slides in and out of me, my eyes focused on where our bodies are connected.

His movement is slow and deliberate, taking his time and it makes me grow more needy with every passing second. I push against him, willing him to pick up his pace, and I know he can’t hold out like this much longer, wanting me as much as I want him.

I watch as his need takes over, and his arms pull me against him, moving faster until I’m calling out his name, moaning for him.

We finish together, both of us breathing heavily as we collapse back on the bed. With my head resting on his chest, Jack presses a kiss to my hair, moving to look up at him, he kisses me softly, three small kisses in succession and with each touch of his lips, my heart grows larger. To feel what it truly means to be loved is an amazing feeling, so deeply satisfying and all consuming, and I never want it to end.

“I need you, Jack.”

“I’m right here, baby. I’ll always be here.”

He swipes his thumb over the tears that slip from my eyes and kisses where they just touched.

“No worries, right?” he asks and I shake my head and confirm his words back to him. “No worries, Jack.”

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