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He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs, his hard cock pressing against me. And then, with one smooth movement, he pushed inside me, filling me up just like how I remembered him.

I gasped at the invasion as he began to thrust into me, his hips slamming against mine, and I could feel my body responding to him. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him even closer, and he groaned in pleasure.

His movements were hard and fast and I felt him slip one hand between us, touching me exactly where I needed the attention. The orgasm was building again, slow and intense. I dug my nails into his back, urging him on, and he moved with more intensity, pushing into me more deeply. Jack’s breath was coming in short gasps.

Seconds later, I felt myself reach the edge with an intensity that had me almost afraid of the fall. And then the orgasm slammed into me, pulling me under and sending me to the sky all at once. Every muscle in my body was tight and ready to snap. I was vaguely aware of Jack whispering in my ear and kissing my neck, the only connection to the planet.

As I was slowly regaining consciousness, I heard Jack growl as he found his release.

For a few long moments, we lay there gasping for breath. It felt like some broken pieces inside of me had been rearranged and patched.

And then Jack rolled over onto his side and looked at me, his eyes filled with an emotion I couldn't place.

He pulled me close and tucked me into his arms and we didn’t leave his bed for the rest of the day…or the next day.

I closed the heavy front door as quietly as I could possibly manage, taking a deep breath of the cold, crystal-clear air.

My heart lurched strangely in my chest when I saw my car parked in the driveway. The shop had called Jack yesterday afternoon–in between our hot sessions in his bed–and told him they’d be delivering it to his house.

The snowstorm was fully cleared, leaving behind a brilliant sun and sparkling, snow-covered trees. Everything glittered, and I blindly shoved my hand in my tote bag, looking for my sunglasses.

The sun was a stark contrast to the dark tornado-filled skies that lingered in my chest.

How could I have been so stupid? I spent too much time with him these last couple of days, both in bed and out, and while I was grateful to him for getting my car fixed and letting me stay, I couldn’t help but wonder how a smart person like I hoped I was, could act like such an idiot.

Jack was different from the man I once knew. But in some ways, he was also the same. And that was what was getting my heart into some trouble.

With a glance back at the cabin, I slid into the car and gently shut the door, hoping I wouldn’t wake Jack. He had looked so vulnerable and sweet. So I had to leave as soon as I could to avoid my stupid emotions betraying me. I would have ended up running my fingers through his silky hair and waking him up if I had stayed even a second longer.

I couldn't help but feel a twinge–more of a thousand-watt electric bolt–of regret thinking about Jack.

Confused and exhausted, I barely noticed anything during the long, silent drive home. I was still reeling from the events of the last couple of days, and I didn't think I would get any better anytime soon.

I walked into our small house, thoughts about Jack still heavy on my mind. I had been so vulnerable around Jack, and he had shown me a side of himself that I hadn't seen, maybe ever. He had been kind, caring, and attentive. It was everything I had always wanted from him.

But I wasn't sure if this newfound tenderness was just temporary. I wondered if he would be willing to push for a relationship or if he would go back to his old ways once time had passed.

I walked to Eli’s room, standing in the doorway and looking at the darkened space. A sob threatened to escape from deep within me. It was only a few days, but he was my everything.

My heart was pounding, my palms were sweaty, and my stomach was tied up in knots.

I couldn't help but feel like I was on the verge of something, but I didn't know what it was. All I knew was that my life was about to change, and I wasn't sure if I was ready for it.

I walked into Eli’s room and sat on his bed. I couldn't help but wonder what being with Jack would mean for Eli. Eli had been the center of my world for so long. Everything I did was for Eli or had to consider Eli. Having Jack in the picture seemed like a huge complication with even bigger consequences. But Eli always came first and nothing would change that.

At the same time, I couldn't ignore the way I felt about Jack. From his actions, it was clear that he felt something for me, too. There had always been something different about him, something that drew me to him like a moth to a flame.

I stood up from the bed and walked to the window, pushing open the curtain. I looked outside and saw the sun shining. There was a lot less snow here than there had been in the mountains, but the dusting still looked magical. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, trying to clear my mind.

In my pocket, my phone buzzed with a voicemail I must have missed while I was driving. It jolted me back to the present and to the real world. I tore myself away from the window with a sigh, pulling my phone out and recognizing the number.

Until Eli was out of school later this afternoon, I had to focus. I had work to do and it wasn’t going to get done if I just sulked the entire day.

I went to my small home office and made a call.

Chapter 7

Jack

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