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Authors: Tamara Lee

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“This is a nice place. It feels very homey.” He stood and walked around the dining room table, stopping at some photos sitting on top of a small bookcase.

He picked up one of the frames and the expression on his face turned dark.

“Is this the dick?”

I walked to his side and handed him his wine. I glanced at the picture and immediately snatched it from his grasp.

“Yes, that’s him.”

The photo of Brody and I was taken during a holiday in Mexico a year ago. We looked happy together, Brody had his arm around my waist, pulling me close to his side. I placed the frame face down on top of the bookcase.

I rid my house of all things Brody the day after we broke up. During the clean out, I must have missed that photo. The one photo Jayce happened to see within minutes of coming into my home. I grabbed his hand and led him to sit at the dining table.

I watched him as he sipped his wine. “What are you really doing here, Jayce?”

“I wanted to see you, spend some time with you outside of LA.”

“Did you think I was going to hook up with him or something?”

“No!” he said, defensively. “Not at all.” He looked down at his glass. “Maybe.”

“He cheated on me. It’s over.”

He looked at me with a torn expression on his face. He ran a hand through his tousled hair before he spoke again.

“It’s just the thought of you coming back here alone,” he sighed heavily. “It dawned on me that it was the perfect opportunity for him to try and reconcile.”

I didn’t comment, but in all honesty, I was happy that Jayce had flown all the way to Seattle to be with me. The thought of being away from him for four days wasn’t the least bit appealing.

“Do you want me to leave?” He placed his glass on the table and tried to stand.

“No,” I pushed him back onto his chair. “I don’t want you to leave.”

I dipped my head and kissed his lips, lightly at first, but then he opened his mouth and I kissed him harder as a familiar longing surfaced within. He pulled me to sit on his lap, his hands at the nape of my neck, holding my mouth to his. He pulled away from my mouth and looked me square in the eyes.

“Good. Because I don’t want to leave.” He kissed me again as his fingers tangled in my hair. He swept my hair over my shoulder and placed tender kisses slow and methodically along the length of my neck, causing me to relax against his body. His lips kissed their way along my jawline and made their way to my ear. He gently nibbled on my earlobe and I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped from my mouth. I felt him harden beneath me, the awareness of how turned on he was caused my own body to quiver with desire. He traced his fingers along the hem of my shirt and he pulled it over my head, throwing it to the floor. His gaze fell to my cleavage, which was spilling out of my pink lace bra. He dipped his head and his soft mouth found my breasts. He gently teased one of my nipples, flicking his tongue over it through the sheer lace of my bra. The bud hardened instantly and I knotted my fingers through his hair, pulling him in close.

“Jayce,” I breathed heavily.

“Mmmm,” he murmured, not taking his tongue away from my nipple.

“Will you sleep with me tonight?”

His eyes shot to mine, the look was so intense that his gaze almost scorched me.

“You want to go to bed?” he asked, his face serious.

I nodded and stood from his lap, guiding him out of the kitchen and upstairs to my bedroom. Jayce immediately sat on the edge of my bed and rubbed his hands over his face. He appeared to be struggling with his own thoughts, uncertain what was to come.

I turned on the bedside lamp, the subtle light instantly illuminating the room. I looked to Jayce and I realized he wasn’t the only one fighting with his inner demons.

Jayce was sitting in the same position as Brody when he had begged for my forgiveness. My mind flashed back to that morning, the morning of Brody’s betrayal and I froze.

I hadn’t slept in my bed since that day. I changed the sheets and quilt cover, tossing the old ones in the garbage, not wanting them in my house, but the thought of sleeping in my own bed caused a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. The reality of my situation set in. Maybe I wasn’t ready to move on? Jayce noticed the change in my demeanor and was instantly by my side.

“What is it?” His hand rested on my arm as he looked at me with concern in his eyes.

“I know what you’ll think,” I uttered. “You’re going to say I’m not over it.”

Jayce guided me to the bed. We sat on the edge and he wrapped his arms around me.

“I haven’t slept here since...” I trailed off. “Since...”

Tears welled in my eyes, as I looked at Jayce, terrified of what he was going to think of me. Afraid that this was going to be the end of whatever we had between us.

“Hey,” Jayce said softly. “Hey now, don’t cry.”

He wiped a few stray tears away from my face as he tilted my chin up to look at him.

“I know it’s still fresh in your mind, this room brings back memories,” he paused for a moment, searching my eyes. “But right here, right now, let’s make new memories.”

I let out a sob in response.

“I mean it, Kyla. Let’s make this our night. It will be our first time making love. The first time I will sleep with you in my arms. The first time I will wake up next to you.”

He kissed my lips, tasting the saltiness of my tears and then he kissed me deeper. His hands cupped the sides of my face as we fell on top of the bed. We were so lost in each other that I forgot the bad I had witnessed. In that moment, all I could think of was Jayce.

 

 

Chapter 14

 

I lay on my bed with Jayce next to me. His mouth was on one of my breasts as his deft fingers caressed the other. There was no doubt in my mind that I was ready to have sex with Jayce. Or to make love to him, as he had put it just moments before.

He licked his way down my stomach, circling my navel before his practiced hands unbuckled my jeans. He smiled, a gorgeous crooked smile as he peeled my jeans off and threw them to the floor. He ran his fingers along the insides of my thighs and followed his fingertips with gentle kisses. My eyes closed as my hips instinctively rose from the bed, imploring him to touch me 
there
.

“Patience,” he whispered as his head dipped between my legs.

Through the lace of my panties, he licked the length of my sex. His tongue fondling my clit, while the thin layer of fabric remained in place. I could feel his gentle breath against my wetness and I arched my back in an attempt to get closer to his mouth. He chuckled lightly before removing my underwear and flinging it to join the rest of my clothes on the floor. He inserted one finger inside me as he proceeded to flick his tongue over my bud, evoking soft moans from deep in my throat. His lips and tongue were lapping up my wetness, tasting everything I gave him. When I felt the familiar ache of an orgasm threatening to overtake me, my hand found the back of his head, holding him in place. When he removed his finger and tongue from my sex, I raised my head in question. He made his way up to my face, wedging his knee between my legs and letting it press into me. He kissed me hard as his hand grabbed at my breast, kneading it with his palm, rough and sweet at the same time.

“Can you taste yourself on me?” he asked, as he thrust his tongue into my mouth.

“Mmmm,” was all I could manage in response.

“I want to make you come while I’m inside you,” he murmured against my lips.

“Yes,” I drew out, wanting nothing more than Jayce to fill me.

He stood back and unbuckled his jeans as he looked down at my naked body before him.

“You are so fucking sexy,” he bit out through clenched teeth.

He dropped his jeans and removed his boxers, revealing his raging hard-on. My eyes widened at the sight of him as he hovered over me, resting his arms on either side of my head.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted this,” he breathed against my neck, running the tip of his tongue along the sensitive flesh behind my ear.

He gently eased his head between my folds and I immediately let out a gasp, his cock stretching me as he inched himself in further. With one final push, his length was inside me and I felt so lusciously full.

“Oh baby,” he muttered, licking my bottom lip as he drove into me again.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, digging my nails into his flesh with each thrust. I raised my hips, wanting him to be buried deep inside of me.

He extended his arm between us and let his thumb massage my clit while he continued to buck his hips between my thighs.

“Jayce,” I breathed heavily.

Placing one hand on my hip and the other continuing to circle my bud, he started to pound into me, harder and harder. I arched my back off the bed, closing the distance between us until we were touching, skin against skin.   

“I’m close,” I breathed against his shoulder.

“Yes, baby. Come for me,” he said as he thrust his hips harder.

From the dewy feel of his skin against mine, to the way his chest was pushed up against my breasts, I knew I couldn’t hold back any longer.  I clenched around him and he instinctively slowed his hips, delving deeper, wanting me to feel every inch of him as I came undone. My labored breaths stifled my moans of pleasure as I felt heat pool between my legs. My eyes rolled back in my head as the intense orgasm overtook my body and I writhed beneath him. He lowered his head to meet mine as he kissed my lips tenderly and muffled the last of my moans with his mouth. I hugged him to my body, my fingernails digging into his back as he quickened his pace once again.

“I’m gonna come so hard,” he murmured against my lips.

I tightened around him and felt his whole body stiffen as he spilled inside of me.

“Kyla...Oh, Kyla!” he groaned.

He collapsed on top of me and we both relaxed in a sweaty, breathless heap. Eventually, he fell to my side, wrapping his arms around me as he pressed feather light kisses to my temple. We stayed like that, in the most intimate of embraces, content and happy, until sleep finally took us in.

 

***

 

Waking up in Jayce’s arms was something I’d fantasized about. It brought a smile to my face to watch him sleep in my bed, one of his arms territorially lying over my stomach. I admired his beautiful face. The overgrown hair that lined his chin made him look rough, his exterior not matching the gentle soul within. His hair was messy. A few untamed pieces had fallen onto his forehead during sleep. I couldn’t resist brushing the strands away from his face, causing him to shift and his eyes to flutter open.

“Good morning,” I smiled.

“What time is it?” he asked sleepily.

“Just after ten,” I answered, snuggling into his side. We were both still naked from the night before and I enjoyed the feeling of his skin against mine.

“Just as I thought,” he murmured quietly.

“What?”

“You look just as beautiful in the morning,” he said, caressing the side of my face.

I brought my lips to his and kissed him hard, pressing my body against his. I smiled when I felt him harden against my hip and immediately wrapped my fingers around his length.

He gently pushed me onto my back, his body coming to hover over mine as he kissed me passionately. He guided himself inside of me, gently moving his hips back and forth. Kissing from my lips, down to my neck before moving to my ear and gently tugging on my earlobe.

I gripped his hard biceps as he began to fasten his pace. Looking into my eyes, he thrust inside me with tender, gentle movements. I knew in that moment that it wasn’t just morning sex. Jayce was making love to me. The intensity of the moment and the clear intention in his eyes was enough to send me over the edge.

We showered together, then made our way downstairs for breakfast. I made pancakes. It was my favorite breakfast and I hadn’t had them since I’d been living in Los Angeles. I piled three pancakes on each plate and brought them to the table. I poured a healthy serving of maple syrup on top of my stack. The thick pancake drinking in some of the syrup as the rest oozed over the sides and onto the plate.

“You know one thing I like about you?” Jayce said, eating his last mouthful.

“There’s just one thing?” I teased.

“There are hundreds of things, but what I was referring to now is that you’re comfortable eating in front of me.” He stood and took his plate to the sink, rinsing the remnants of syrup from his plate.

“Every girl I’ve been with has taken at least six months to eat in front of me. Even then, they would only eat rabbit food.”

I screwed up my face as I contemplated what he’d just told me. Sure, I was uncomfortable eating in front of guys when I was sixteen, but I was too old for those games now. I loved my food and obviously, Jayce had noticed that.

“What?” he asked as he studied the timid look on my face.

When I didn’t answer straightaway, he added, “it was meant as a compliment.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely.”

“Well, I know I’m not skinny like your usual type, so maybe I should start eating more rabbit food.” I stood, joining him at the sink, rinsing my plate before placing it in the dishwasher.

“Who said you aren’t my type?” He crossed his arms across his chest and his lips twitched as if he was suppressing a smile.

“Jayce, I’ve seen pictures of your wife. She’s a stick compared to me.”

He chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. “You are ten times sexier than her.”

“Because I eat in front of you?” I teased.

He swatted my ass with the tea towel before cornering me between the fridge and the pantry.

“You aren’t afraid to be you. I love that.”

He backed me up against the counter and pressed himself into me. His face was closed in on mine. He licked his lips seductively and I was waiting for him to swoop in and kiss me when my phone rang.

I sighed as I walked over to the counter where I’d left my cell phone the previous night. I cringed when I saw Rebecca’s name on the screen.

“Who is it?” Jayce asked.

I pressed a finger to my lips, gesturing for Jayce to be quiet.

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