Always with You (WIth You Trilogy) (26 page)

Friday
, 11th October 2013

Despite the fact that we were free from my brothers, Jason hadn’t seemed willing to talk the previous night. He just held me once were in bed and clung to me like he was afraid I would run away if he didn’t. It broke my heart so I came up with a plan. Like I told Ian, Jason knew I loved him, he just needed reminding. Today I planned on doing just that. He needed to know that I loved him and would never leave him. I’d promised him that.

“What’s this?” His adorable grin met me when I brought him breakfast in bed.

“Breakfast,” I grinned, placing the tray on his lap so I could shuffle into bed with him.

“Nu uh!” He protested. “Get out.”

“What?” I pouted.
It wasn’t like Jason to kick me out of bed.

“You’re only allowed back in bed if you’re naked.”
That was definitely something Jason would do.

“So demanding, Mr Reed,” I teased, slipping back off the bed to remove the pyjamas
. I’d put them on so I could make breakfast without flashing Adam if he decided to get up early.

“Much better,” he nodded approvingly once I was naked.

I smiled happily and moved the tray off of his lap, straddling him instead of sitting next to him. His eyes studied me hungrily as I positioned myself and settled the tray on his chest so I could feed him.

“The only thing better than breakfast in bed is naked breakfast in bed with you,” he grinned,
sliding his hands up my thighs to rest on my hips.

“I aim to please,” I grinned, delighted to see how happy he looked. I scooped up some of the chopped fresh fruit onto a spoon and carefully pushed it to his full lips.

“Delicious,” he grinned. “What’s all this for?”

“Do I need a reason to spoil you?” I artfully dodged the question.

“I guess not,” he smiled.

I smiled back and let him feed me some toast.
I licked the crumbs off my lip and I felt Jason twitch in response. He smirked at me and I wiggled slightly against him, torturing us both. Smiling sweetly, I continued to feed him breakfast until we’d both had our fill.

Jason pulled the tray away from us and placed it on the floor next the bed before pulling me down to lie on his chest.
Skin on skin
. I practically purred into the crook of his neck, completely contented in his arms.

“I love you, little squirrel,” Jason whispered in my ear.

“I love you too, Jason. Always and forever.” I lifted my head to look straight into the nuances of his Caribbean Sea eyes and tried to convey the depth and breadth of my love with my gaze.

Whether it worked or not, I’m not sure, because Jason pulled me into him for a steamy kiss, grinding his hips against me.
I moaned into him when his fingers delved into my hair, deepening the kiss whilst his tongue laved attention on my own.

Jason rolled us,
his weight held above me with not a molecule of air between us as our skin pressed together.

“See,” Jason panted, his lips moving down my neck. “This is why naked is always best.”

“Couldn’t agree more,” I breathed, tangling my fingers into his slightly curly locks as his mouth found my breasts, swollen and waiting for his attention.

“I like kissing you,” he mumbled against my skin.

“I like you kissing me too,” I hummed my delight as his hot mouth worked its way around the underside of my breast.

“Where do you like me kissing you, Jamie?” Jason demanded, looking up at me with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

“Everywhere, Jason,” I replied confidently. My blush betrayed my confidence but at least I’d replied.

“Here?” He goa
ded, sucking my nipple into his mouth and nibbling the tender flesh with his teeth.

“Mmm,” I moaned in approval.

“Here?” He continued, nibbling at my hipbone.

By this point, the only sounds coming out of my mouth were groans of bliss and heavy breathing.

“How about here?” His hot breath stroked my parted arousal sending goosebumps all over my skin.

“Jason,” I moaned. “That feels so good.”

I felt him grin as he continued licking his way up and down the length of my core, swirling his tongue around my clit and teasing it with the rough stubble of his jaw. He held my hips still as his tongue dipped inside the heated folds and warmed me from the inside out.

When he withdrew, I was dangerously close to wriggling out of his grasp and crushing him with my thigh
s so that he could finish what he’d started.

“Still, little squirrel,” Jason grinned, sitting back on his heels and continuing to stroke me with his long fingers.

“Please, Jason. I want you,” I pleaded, my voice needy and desperate.

“How do you want me, baby?” He smirked, lowering himself over me to nibble my earlobe.

I groaned in ecstasy as his swollen cock brushed against my sensitive clit.

“I want you inside me, please,” I begged.

“I aim to please,” he grinned, returning my words to me.

He thrust inside me with a roll of his hips, pushing us both up the bed towards the headboard.

“Hold onto the bars, Jamie,” Jason grunted in between thrusts. “Don’t let go.”

I obliged, turned on
further by the bite of authority in his lust-filled growls. Holding the bars gave me leverage to engage my core and lift my hips for a better angle. With each thrust he filled me completely, sinking himself inside me.

Today was about showing Jason how much I loved him. I’d like to think I did that every day but I wanted to make sure that was my main focus for today. Whilst I knew that sex and love could be mutually exclusive, they weren’t for us. When we came together under steamy circumstances, there was always a connection between us. Now matter how rough, how kinky, or how crazy our sex got, it was always based on love, trust, and mutual respect.

Staring into the burning heat in Jason’s eyes, I knew he felt the same. Even as he rammed into me, sweat beading on his delicious body, I could see the love in his eyes. I could see the nonverbal promise that we belonged to each other.

“Please, Jason,” I rasped, my knuckles white as I held onto the headboard with all my might. I was so close to coming but I needed us to get there together. “I need to come, please.”

“Hold it, baby. This feels too good. I want to enjoy it a little longer.”

I whimpered with need but obliged, concentrating hard on controlling my imminent release. Jason bent down to kiss me again, his tongue mimicking the actions of the solid rod encapsulated inside my heat. He knelt up as he withdrew and wrapped my legs around
his waist, slowly rotating his hips to temper the pace and bring me back from the cusp of ecstasy.

“
You are so beautiful, Jamie,” Jason breathed appreciatively, dragging one finger down my body from my collarbones to my core. “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.”

“Jason,” I breathed. “I need to touch you.” I needed to feel his skin against mine, to run my fingers over his body and worship him like the God he was to me.

Smiling an almost shy smile, he lifted me effortlessly away from the bed, both of us sitting up, still joined intimately. Delighted to have free reign of his body, I let my hands roam over his exquisitely toned torso, pulling him closer to me whilst I rolled my hips against him.

I buried my face in his neck and bit down gently on the chorded tendon, kissing the skin to sooth the mark left behind. I couldn’t help myself; he smelt and tasted good enough to eat.

Taking back the control, Jason lifted me and thrust himself into me, his breathing becoming even more hurried. One hand gathered my hair, pulling my head back to leave my neck exposed to his tongue and teeth.

“Come for me, Jamie,” he demanded, my flesh smacking against his as he bounced me against him.

His words were so thoroughly welcome, opening the door on the orgasm trapped inside me. I screamed a little too loudly, considering Adam was in the house, and pleasure rocked through me. Jason’s hot release filled me and his body shook slightly as it supported mine. I clung to him for dear life, sweaty, hot, and thoroughly sated.

“I love you so much,” I mumbled against his skin.

“I love you too, little squirrel,” he returned happily, lifting us both from the bed.

He carried me like that, wrapped around his torso, into the bathroom. Once I’d regained my pre-orgasm stability, I lowered myself to the shower floor, intent on making sure the day’s message was thoroughly received.

I tenderly washed every inch of him, massaging his muscles and kissing along the dips and furrows of his stomach and back. It was hard to comprehend how somebody so thoroughly masculine could be so completely beautiful but he definitely pulled it off.

“Anything you want to do today?” I asked him once we were dressed.

“I have to nip into the lab,” he apologised. “I’ve got quite a bit to do before next week.”

I winced guiltily. The surprise trip to Derby and then Ian’s overnight in Leeds had stolen quite a bit of time from us. Jason didn’t complain once and I think he quite enjoyed himself but I still didn’t like the idea of our relationship getting in the way of his thesis.

“Don’t do that,” he grinned, cupping my face and kissing the tip of my nose. “It’s not your fault. It’s just something I’ve been putting off.”

“Okay,” I smiled, loving the fact that he could read me so easily. “Can I come with you?” I’d had a rapid rethink of my plan and decided that I needed to show more support for his studies in order for him to understand how much he meant to me.

“Really?” He raised a disbelieving eyebrow.

“Yeah,” I nodded enthusiastically. “You can show me your work quickly and then I promise I’ll keep out of your way. I can go through the lecture slides for next week and bring you drinks and stuff while you work.”

“Are you sure?” He laughed. “Sounds to me like you might get bored.”

“Impossible with you around.” I could stare at him all day without noticing the time pass.
He truly is a joy to behold. And to touch, and to taste, and to…
I drew my thoughts back to the moment at hand, inwardly grinning at my perverted brain. He’d been inside me less than an hour previously and I already wanted more.

Jason walked me through some of his work at the lab, explaining things about PVs (Photovoltaic cells – see
, I listened!) and silicone alloys. He was really patient in explaining everything and I eventually grasped the concept of dislodging electrons from atoms and creating voltage potential. I got the impression I was getting the ‘solar power for dummies’ version but Jason didn’t make me feel stupid. He just seemed happy to talk to me about it.

It was a pleasur
e watching him work. He had a furrow of concentration that would appear as he chewed on his pen and stared at the paper. Every so often he’d grin and get up from his stool to go and doodle a seemingly random combination of figures and equations on his whiteboard.

I could tell when it was going well because he’d hum quietly under his breath. The tune of the day was 3 Doors Down’s ‘Kryptonite’. When it was going badly he’d stretch his arms over his head and cross them, lifting up his t-shirt and revealing a sliver of his abdomen and the delightful trail leading into his boxers.

I was pretty sure I could get myself to climax just watching him for long enough and even more sure that I’d get there instantly if Jason lifted the ‘no touching’ rule. I was mentally kicking myself for never taking the opportunity to come and observe him over the past year

“Enjoying the show?” Jason smirked.

“Most definitely,” I grinned, deciding to own my unabashed staring.

Jason chuckled and began tidying up the array of papers he’d scattered in organised chaos.

“You know the class you teach?” I prompted, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind.

“Yeah?” He asked curiously. “What about it?”

“It’s for undergraduates, right?”

“Yep,” he nodded, turning round to embrace me.

“How many are in the class?”

“About sixty, why?” He asked, looking down at me inquisitively.

“Just wondered. Could I sit in one day?” I grinned.

“Thinking of changing your degree?” He chuckled.

“No,” I laughed at the ridiculous notion of me taking a sciences degree. “I just think it’d be sexy to watch you in teacher mode.”

“You do, do you?” He graced me with his million-dollar smile and burning eyes.

I nodded coyly.

“I think that could be arranged. There are conditions though.”

“Oh?”

He nodded. “I get to pick your clothes.”

“You want me in school uniform don’t you?” I groaned, rolling my eyes and slapping him playfully on the arm.

“I was going to go for short skirt and blouse with too many buttons undone,” he grinned.

“You’re awful,” I laughed.