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“Oh?”
“Yeah, when he would come back around for a week or so, he would usually be home while Momma was out doing some sort of odd job around town to get enough money to make ends meet. Fluffernutters were about the only thing he could make, so we ate them a lot.”
“Shit, Jenna, I’m sorry. I feel like I just keep making things worse,” he says, putting the sandwich down.
Finishing the last bite of mine, I grab his hand and say, “Hey, you are making everything so much better by being here. You don’t understand how much it’s appreciated. And I still love fluffer nutters.”
Moving the plate out of the way, I scoot closer to him. Grabbing the bottom of his t-shirt, I tug on it in an attempt to pull it over his head.
His hands cover mine as he stops me. “Hey, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do…especially if you are just doing it to try to make me feel better. I’m fine with just laying here with you if that’s what you want.”
I tug on his shirt again. “This is what I want. Right now, I just want to forget about everything for a little while. Do you think you can help me do that?”
This time, he leans forward, letting me finish pulling the cotton t-shirt over his head. Next, I take my time unbuttoning his belt and the button on his jeans before slowly removing them from his body.
His cock is tenting the thin fabric of his boxers, so I pull them off and watch the purple head spring free. My fingers trail along the soft skin as I tease. He lets out a loud moan when my fingers move lower and rub softly against his balls. They tighten against my touch.
My teasing eventually becomes too much for him, and he starts to peel my clothes from my body. I’m still in my workout clothes from yesterday, and I’m sure I’m gross, but Shane doesn’t seem to mind. He seems just as awe-struck by my naked body as he always does. I don’t know that I’ll ever understand his love of it, but I sure as shit know I’ll never get tired of it.
I instruct him to lie down on the bed, his head resting on the pillows while I take my time pressing soft kisses all over his body. He never takes his eyes off me, looking at me with an abundance of love and adoration.
When I’m convinced I have kissed everything worth kissing, I hitch one leg over his waist so that I’m straddling him.
Leaning down, I press my lips against his. Both of us still taste like peanut butter and marshmallow fluff, making the kiss even more delicious.
I feel his big hands resting on my hips, his thumbs lightly rubbing back and forth. I can feel his stubble from not shaving for a few days grazing against me as we kiss. I have to say that I like him with a bit of scruff.
The head of his cock rubs against my wetness, seeking entrance. Sitting up on my knees, I guide him to my entrance and slowly sink onto him.
We both let out a loud moan when he’s completely inside, and I sit still for a moment, taking a moment to adjust to his size.
I finally begin moving, slow and steady, wanting to experience every single sensation. It doesn’t take long before Shane pulls me toward him. He kisses me as his hands roam all over my body. His rough hands seem to have the softest touch.
Our tongues dance as our bodies move in perfect harmony. Even though my brain might not always know how to handle a relationship with Shane, my body sure as hell knows what to do. It’s like we were made for each other.
It doesn’t take long before he flips me over, so he’s on top of me. I can’t help but gawk at his biceps as he holds himself up while he slides in and out of me. Every muscle ripples underneath the skin, and I know if he wanted to, he could use those muscles to show me who’s boss while he fucks the shit out of me. And as much fun as that sounds, this is equally as special. This is two people expressing their love in a purely physical way.
He holds one of my legs up while continuing to move in and out of me. At this angle, he’s hitting all the right spots, and I moan against his mouth. He breaks our kiss only to focus attention on my nipples. Every flick of his tongue on the buds sends a jolt of electricity straight to my clit.
This may be slow and sweet, but I’m still ramping up to a hell of an explosive finish. Every time he slides in, he grinds against my pussy, giving me the friction I so desperately crave.
I have no idea how long we make love and no idea how long we are trapped in this moment, enjoying our own little world.
All I know is that it’s perfect.
Chapter Thirty-nine
Jenna
It’s been a couple of days since my meltdown, and thankfully, I’m starting to feel more like myself again. Shane has been beyond wonderful through all of it. He made good on his promise to go to the store yesterday and stock up my fridge and cabinets. Even after all of my protests about him not having to spend his money, he insisted on paying for it all anyway, but I slipped some money into his wallet when he wasn’t looking. Now, it’s a game to see who can slip the money back and forth without the other one noticing.
We spend his day off laying around, watching trashy TV, and napping on and off all day. It was the perfect medicine to start to bring me out of my funk: that and the sex. The sex has been fantastic, and we have done it quite a bit.
But today, he had to go back to work, leaving me alone yet again. I made it out of bed, though, so I’m off to a good start.
After I pour myself a cup of coffee from the pot I just brewed, I walk into the living room and take a seat on the couch. My eyes flick over to the small bookshelf in the corner, and I consider getting up and grabbing one of the volumes off of it. Maybe my mind could use a workout while I get lost in a good book.
I try to remember the last good book that I read. When I can’t, I try to remember the last book I read in general.
