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“Hey Hadj,” Jessie greeted with a smile, as she and Jonny walked back into the kitchen. She was afraid that everything that was happening could be read right on her face, but she couldn’t stop smiling anyway. She just had an amazing orgasm…yet again…courtesy of the most amazing man, and he had his arm around her the whole way home. For her, it didn’t get much better.

“Everything alright on the home front?” Jonny asked, trying to keep up appearances.

“Actually no,” Hadji replied.

“What?” Jonny asked in surprise.

“My mother needs me to come home for a few days,” he sighed. “The peace treaty she was mediating will not go through without my personal endorsement. Apparently, a woman’s support, even if she is the regent, is not good enough.”

“Will you make it back for Christmas?” Jonny asked, adding his own sigh.

“I hope to, which is why I’m gonna leave right now. I’m gonna go get my things,” he told them, walking out of the room.

“Men,” Jess replied in disgust.

“Hey,” Jonny protested. “We’re not all like that,” he smiled.

“I know,” she grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck. “If I didn’t have living proof that there’s a few good ones left, I’d have gone lesbian long ago,” she quipped.

“Glad to be of service,” he replied, wrapping his hands around her waist. “It’d be a loss to all men.”

“I didn’t say you were part of my proof,” she teased.

“No?” he asked against her lips.

“Well maybe,” she breathed, trying to kiss him, but he pulled back slightly with an evil smirk.

“No?” he questioned again, more quietly this time.

“I hate you,” she whispered back.

“Really?” he asked.

“No, not even a little,” she breathed, kissing him deeply.

“You sure?” he smiled.

“Yeah,” she smiled back, kissing him again and gripping his neck almost possessively.

Things were about to get out of hand when they heard Hadji bounding down the stairs with a suitcase.

“You’re gonna be the death of me Bannon,” he breathed heavily, moving to the other side of the kitchen.

She just gave him a sexy grin that didn’t help his state at all.

“That was fast,” she commented to her friend, as he entered the kitchen again.

“Well, I never unpacked,” Hadji informed them.

“At least you don’t have to fly commercial,” Jonny offered.

“Yeah,” Hadji acknowledged. “The private jet definitely goes in the plus column of being a Sultan. Missing holidays with family goes in the minus.”

“I chose to think positively,” Jessie piped in. “I’m banking on everything being resolved in enough time for us all to be together.”

“I’ll be praying for that,” Hadji smiled, giving Jessie a hug and kiss on the cheek.

“I’ll see you in a few,” Jonny said, giving his brother a hug, as well.

“You’ll let father and Race know?” Hadji assumed.

“Of course,” Jessie replied. “Be safe.”

“I’ll see you soon my friends,” Hadji waved as he walked out the door.

“This sucks,” Jonny breathed.

“It really does,” she agreed. “But I’m still choosing to stay positive. We need to look on the bright side.”

“Which is?” he asked.

“Well…I rather thought it was obvious,” she bit her lip and walked towards him.

Jonny just took a deep breath and watched her…almost willing her to slow down. He wanted to freeze this moment in time. The way she looked. The way she made him feel.

“We have the house to ourselves until later tonight,” she sighed, replacing her hands around his neck and pulling him close.

“How do you suggest we take advantage of that?” he asked.

“I…,” she kissed him. “…wanna spend…,” she kissed him again. “…the afternoon in bed,” she finished with a longer kiss. “My father’s,” she added with a grin.

The idea turned him on immediately, and he quickly picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, taking the stairs two at a time.

“Put me down,” she laughed.

He obliged when they reached Race’s bed, depositing her gently and then crawling towards her like a lion stalking its prey.

“This is gonna be fun,” she managed to breathe before he kissed her and pushed her down on the bed, covering her with his body.

It felt to her like they’d been kissing for years because there was absolutely nothing awkward about it. It was so natural, and felt so right. She loved his tongue, and she’d be totally content to just kiss him all afternoon, never letting her hands roam farther than his unruly hair. Her body had other ideas, however. Not to mention his.

“You’re the best kisser,” she whispered when he pulled back for a moment to take a breath.

That made him smile into their next kiss. “I love kissing you,” he breathed, and then began sucking on her neck.

“Mmm,” she sighed, as he continued, and ran his hands under her shirt and up and down her sides.

“I have to go get a condom,” he sighed into the crook of her neck.

“I’m on the pill,” she told him, pulling him into an impossibly deep kiss. “Did I forget to mention that last night?”

“That’s even better,” he breathed heavily. “But don’t you think we should be extra careful?” he asked with the last inkling of responsibility left in his brain.

“You’re right,” she said, coming back to earth for a second. “Run,” she told him, and he was off like a flash. “Get a few,” she yelled after him with a laugh.

She didn’t even have time to properly scold herself for not be extra responsible before he was back on top of her and kissing her passionately. As seemed to be the case of late, it took about ten seconds for things to get totally heated between them.

Then he sat up and removed her shirt, smiling slightly to himself. ‘How lucky am I?’ he thought.

“Why are you smiling?” she grinned up at him.

“Just thinking how lucky I am to be taking your shirt off for the second time in an hour,” he smirked. “Plus, I was right before,” he said, undoing her bra, as well, and throwing it to the floor. “You should never wear clothes,” he sighed in appreciation, staring at her for a moment and then moving forward to suck gently on one of her nipples.

Jessie moaned softly, gripping the back of his head and arching into his mouth. She definitely loved his tongue. ‘And his hands,’ she thought, as he moved them down her body, in a maddeningly slow fashion, while never letting up with his tongue. Then he pulled her pants about halfway down while kissing his way over to her other breast. Jessie finished what he started by kicking her pants off, and then wrapping her legs around his waist to grind against him with purpose.

Then it was Jonny’s turn to moan against her chest, a sensation that sent a shutter throughout her body.

“Baby,” she breathed quietly and without even thinking. It was like he put her in her own little world. That was not a word she used.

“I like it when you call me that,” he then whispered in her ear, bringing her back to reality.

“Well…Babe,” she teased, rolling him onto his back. “You’re wearing far too many clothes.”

“These jeans are getting a bit uncomfortable,” he panted, and Jessie could feel why.

“Patience,” she told him, pushing his shirt up slowly and leaning forward to kiss his skin as it was exposed.

“You’re evil,” he chocked out, trying to remove his shirt, but her grip was firm. “Jess,” he almost begged.

“Patience,” she told him again, coming up to meet his eyes with a grin. Her mind was changed, however, when she saw the raw and hungry look in his eyes. “Ok,” she breathed heavily. “Patience next round,” she smiled, removing his shirt and then quickly going to work on his pants.

She took his jeans and boxers off in one motion, and then grabbed for one of the recently retrieved condoms. While she worked on ripping it open, Jonny sat up and ripped her panties right off without apology. Once the condom was secure, he grabbed her hips and then pulled her up and right down on him like she weighed two pounds.

They moaned in unison, as she sank all the way down on him, but their stalled appreciation of the feeling didn’t last long once the desire for release overcame all else. They began moving against each other then, eyes locked and arms totally wrapped around each other. Jessie loved this position. She felt like she was as close to him as humanly possible in this position.

She wanted to kiss him, but wanted even more to just focus on the way it felt to have him inside her. And the feeling of his strong chest against hers. She threw her head back then and moan loudly after a particularly forceful and focused thrust. It felt great to be alone in house with him, and to be able to vocalize the way he made her feel without restriction.

The aural stimulation he was creating in her caused Jonny to be even more turned on, as well. In fact, nothing turned him on more.

“God…right there,” she panted, arching away from him. “So perfect.”

Jonny could tell that she was close, so he pulled her back and as close to him as possible. She had her eyes closed and she was biting her bottom lip, whimpering with his every upward stroke.

“Open your eyes,” he breathed heavily against her lips.

Jessie moaned again at his words, having a flashback to one of her dreams.

“Open your eyes,” he said again, bringing a hand up to her face. “I wanna see your eyes.”

She opened her eyes then per his request, and almost came immediately just from the look he was giving her. It was so fervent. A few moments later she felt herself clenching around him, but she never closed her eyes. It was the longest and most satisfying orgasm of her life, and she’d had plenty of practice on herself. ‘He always was a quick leaner,’ she thought fleetingly, knowing that half the reason it was so intense was because she loved him and he was watching her the whole time.

“Mmm…Jonny,” she sighed, falling limply against him. “That was…oh,” she suddenly called out, realizing that he was still totally hard inside her. “Sorry,” she smiled. “You completely distracted me for a minute there.”

Jonny was breathing heavily and his hairline was damp with sweat, but the look in his eye was still strong. In short, he never looked better.

“Are you close?” she breathed, kissing him deeply.

All she got was a grunt in response, so she kissed him again and then began riding him slowly, clenching and unclenching her muscles as she went.

“Please go faster,” he whispered in her ear. Her slow teasing was driving him insane.

“Here,” she told him, lying on her back and bringing him down with her. “As hard as you want,” she whispered in his ear and then gave him a ‘go ahead’ smile.

Jonny just groaned in response and then quickly got to his knees and began pounding into her harder than he would’ve ever dared had he not been given express permission.

Jessie reached back and grabbed onto the edge of the bed in response to try and brace herself. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed heavily, appreciating the view he had from his position.

Jessie swears that she saw his eyes go two shades darker right before she felt his body stiffen. Then he released himself inside her, along with the sexiest moan she’d ever heard.

She welcomed his weight on top of her, and his hot breath on her neck, when he fell forward a moment later.

“Am I too heavy?” he asked.

“No stay,” she said quickly, wrapping her legs around him.

“Come here,” he said, pulling out of her grasp and bringing them back to the head of the bed. She settled comfortably on his chest and listened to his heart slow down. After a few minutes, she couldn’t stop her giddy laughter.

“What?” he questioned.

“My father would flip out if he knew about this,” she laughed.

“Kill me and hide the body is more like it,” Jonny added.

“How many women do you think he’s had in this bed?” she asked.

“A fair few I’m sure,” he smiled.

“Mmm,” she grinned, climbing back on top of him and settling her lips close to his. “I bet he doesn’t satisfy them half as well as you satisfy me,” she told him, kissing him deeply and then feeling his erection again in record time.

“Fuck patience,” he breathed, rolling her over onto her back.

“Deal,” she agreed, and he was inside her again before she could get the whole word out. Their tongues battled for supremacy as their hips met in a frenzied fashion.

When he pulled back from their kiss, he saw that she had reverted to biting her lip again, so he drew her lower lip between his to prevent it. “Don’t hold back,” he told her. “I want to hear you.”

And from then on, she didn’t hold back at all because who knew when she’d get another opportunity to be completely free like this. She responded, and loudly, to every one of his thrusts, and Jonny loved every second. He knew she loved it too when he felt her fingers digging into his back and her orgasm rippling through his body a few moments later. It didn’t take him long to follow, and then they were back trying to catch their breath again.

“Oh God,” she sighed in his ear, as he nestled against her neck. “It felt good to scream. I’m spoiled now. It’s gonna be hard to go back to holding it in when everyone gets home.”

She felt his smile against her neck at the comment. “So I don’t have to worry about this ending when our parents get home?” he asked.

“Not a chance,” she grinned, stroking his back.

“Good,” he whispered. “Because I’ve absolutely fallen in love with making love to you.”

She felt her heart begin to race again at his words. She thought for a split second that he was gonna tell her he loved her. He didn’t, but she certainly had no room to complain, seeing as she was currently in his arms, naked, and totally sated.

She felt herself begin to doze then, until he rolled off her.

“No,” she protested weakly.

“Come here,” he told her. “I don’t wanna fall asleep on top of you.”

She obliged quickly, curling up in his arms and falling asleep in minutes.

Jonny sighed when he felt her breathing steady. He was tired, but fighting sleep. He wanted to take the opportunity he missed this morning, and just hold her for a while. It felt great, and all he could think about was how much he wanted to tell her he loved her. He didn’t wanna scare her though, and he certainly didn’t wanna ruin this. He wanted to hang onto this as long as possible. She sure knew how to make a guy feel amazing, and he loved being that guy. Despite his best efforts, however, he couldn’t keep his eyes from dropping for long. His body was tired, and the warmth of her body seeping into his was like a sleeping pill.

A few hours later, they were jolted awake by the sound of a blaring phone.

“Shit,” they said simultaneously, and Jessie reached for the phone next to her father’s bed to stop the noise.

“Hello,” she greeted tiredly.

“Did I wake you, Baby?” Race asked on the line.

“Daddy,” she smiled, stretching out on his bed. “How is or was DC?”

“Exhilarating,” he responded sarcastically

“How’s it feel to be home?” he asked.

“Feels amazing,” she smiled, catching Jonny’s eye.

“I can’t wait to see you,” he sighed.

“Me too. When will you be home?” she asked, crossing her fingers and then rolling back on top of her best friend.

Jonny just put his hands behind his head and smiled up at her unashamedly while listening to her side of the conversation.

“Ok, I’ll see you then and I love you too,” she told him, and then leaned over to hang up the phone.

From the look on her face, Jonny could tell that they still had some time, so he caught her nipple in his mouth as she leaned over.

“Come on,” he told her after a few moments.

“Where?” she asked, standing up.

“I believe it’s my turn to choose,” he informed her, wrapping his arms around her waist and then lifting her up to wrap her legs around his waist so he could carry her.

“Where are we going?” she laughed, as he took her down the stairs.

“This is one of those times that I’m glad to be rich,” he told her. “Not many people are this lucky,” he said, as they entered the room with the heated indoor pool.

“I really like where your head’s at Quest,” she smiled with approval, as he walked them into the low end and released her.

“This feels good,” she told him, dipping her head under. “You’d feel better though,” she said, wrapping herself around him again.

“You look good wet,” he admired.

“Are you talking dirty to me Hotshot?” she grinned.

He just smiled and kissed her deeply.

“I’m getting entirely too used to having your legs wrapped around me,” he commented with closed eyes after the kiss.

“This is a bad thing?” she asked lightly.

“This is a dangerous thing,” he breathed, opening his eyes and there was that look again that sent all rationale thought from her brain.

That look was all the foreplay she needed. Before either one of them could even take another breath, her back was digging into the edge of the pool and he was moving in and out her in long strokes.

All she could hear was the splashing of water, and the sounds of his grunts echoing off the walls. She loved the sounds he made, and she could clearly tell from how excited and enthusiastic he was that this was something he’d thought about beforehand. She wanted to make one of his fantasies as enjoyable as he made hers.

“You’re amazing,” she whispered, nibbling his ear gently and then kissing his neck. “I love your body so much,” she breathed, running her hands all over him.

She knew he was close a few minutes later when she felt the muscles tensing in his back. She wasn’t with him yet, but welcomed the opportunity to pay closer attention to him and she took full advantage.

She noticed that his thrusts had very little control when he climaxed, and his brow furrowed deeply. She also noticed that he licked his lips and tightened his grip on her rhythmically as he pulsated inside her body. She felt and saw his every reaction, and it was beautiful. He probably wouldn’t like that description, but it was the best word she could think of at the present.

He slipped out of her almost immediately after he stopped moving inside her, and then quickly lifted her onto the pool ledge with little effort and had his head between her legs before she knew what was happening.

She cried out the moment he came in contact with her already highly sensitized area. He wasn’t messing around. He went right for the gold and sucked on her so hard that she thought her head was gonna explode. The next thing she remembers is hearing his name echoing off the walls around her and then seeing him leaning over her with a smile on his face. She didn’t even hear him get out of the pool.

“Well that must be an ego booster,” she smiled with labored breath.

“What?” he asked, letting his eyes and hands roam over her body as she recovered.

“I bet you’ve never heard a woman scream your name that loud before,” she challenged, and saw a smile break out on his face.

“True, but I’ve also never known a woman quite like you,” he countered, kissing her softly.

‘God I’m in trouble,’ she thought, as he pulled back. “Smooth talker,” she accused.

“I thought that’s one of the things you liked best about me,” he replied, helping her up and then wrapping a towel around her.

“Sure,” she told him. “I guess that’s second now to your beautiful dick,” she smiled, watching him wrap a towel around himself and chuckle.

“Beautiful?” he raised an eyebrow, sitting on one of the deck chairs and using another towel to dry his hair.

“Beautiful,” she reiterated. “Big,” she smiled. “And my favorite,” she said, removing her towel and straddling his lap. “Rock hard…uh,” she moaned, feeling his erection. “In a second,” she finished, sticking her tongue down his throat. “Get inside me,” she ordered a moment later, and he didn’t hesitate, standing up and then slamming into her against the wall. She could see their reflections vaguely outlined in the glass door to the showers, which garnered her a new appreciation of his backside and a heightened level of arousal.

It only took a minute for her to come again, and he followed not long after. Then they fell to the ground with her on top.

“We’re gonna kill each other,” he breathed heavily and she just giggled.

“How does it feel for you?” she asked.

“What?” he asked.

“When I have an orgasm,” she started, pushing herself up on weak arms to look at him. “It’s always intense, but it feels different every time. When I have two really close together,” she paused and lowered her head to kiss him. “Which you are sinfully good and providing by the way,” she informed him. “The second one is always shorter, but more intense. Is it like that for you?” she asked.

“I can’t really remember,” he admitted. “I’m pretty sure that I go clinically insane throughout the duration,” he laughed. “You feel so damn amazing,” he sobered. “Although, I will say that I prefer it when we come together…for multiple reasons,” he clarified with a kiss and a meaningful look, pushing her hair back from her face.

Words were caught in her throat as they stared at each other for what felt like fifteen minutes, but was probably only fifteen seconds.

“Guess what?” she posed, finding her voice, although it was a little shaky. If he noticed, he didn’t question it.

“What?” he asked, mesmerized by her eyes.

“I’ve fallen in love with making love to you too,” she breathed against his lips, and he was kissing her again before she could say another word.

This kiss felt different, however. It was passionate, but clearly not meant as a prelude to another steamy encounter. Not that she would complain if it was, but it meant the world to her that it wasn’t.

When he pulled back, she was totally dazed and had to rest her forehead against his chest for a moment.

“We need to get cleaned up,” she sighed.

“How much time do we have?” he asked.

“Too little,” was her only response, standing and helping him up.

“I’m gonna make sure my father’s room is presentable and then take a shower,” she told him, wrapping the towel around herself again.

An image of joining her in the shower immediately popped into his head like it also does when she tells him she’s about to take one, but he can’t help but smile knowing that it’s totally a possibility now.

“What?” she asked.

“A thought for later,” he promised with a gleam in his eye and she felt a wave of desire go through her.

“Alright,” she said, shaking her head. “I’m going before you get me in trouble.”

Jonny just laughed. “I’m gonna shower too, and then make us some dinner. I don’t know about you, but I’m starving,” he told her, as they exited the pool area and made their way up the stairs a few moments later.

He grabbed her hand as she was about to enter her father’s room and pulled her closer for a lingering kiss. “I’ll see you in a bit,” he said, heading off towards his bathroom.

“K,” she responded, slumping against the door frame once he was out of sight. “Those sweet little kisses are what’s gonna be the death of me,” she whispered to herself. “…Or my father will be if I get pregnant,” she said, seeing the condoms on his bed. “Shit.”

She always thought that people who forgot to use condoms were just being irresponsible, but now she understands. ‘Heat of the moment’ has taken on whole new meaning. She completely gets it because a condom never crossed her mind once while down in that pool, and she doesn’t think it crossed his either.

Come to think of it, skin on skin did feel better so much better. ‘No wonder guys hate these things,’ she thought, picking them up and making sure that none had ended up anywhere else in the room. Then her eyes landed on her ripped underwear and she couldn’t help but laugh a little. ‘Forty-Eight hours ago, dreams were as far as I’d gotten besides my own two hands and now I have a lover literally ripping my panties off. This is crazy,’ she thought. “But amazing,” she sighed, deciding that she was gonna try her best not to overanalyze.

Once she had gathered everything they left behind and decided that the bedspread only needed to be smoothed as opposed to washed, she made her way to her shower. She couldn’t help that she was turned on again. Being in that room again just made her think about everything they had done a few hours prior.

They were probably gonna be reserved to their respective rooms for the next month, but she somehow doubted that would hinder their ability to take each other to new places.

Twenty minutes later, she was showered, in a towel, and still totally turned on. She knew she didn’t have much time, but felt like she had enough. She certainly couldn’t wait until later tonight. So with that, she dressed quickly and then made her way downstairs.

Jonny couldn’t keep the smile off his face as he set the table. ‘I need to control this,’ he thought, but his thoughts were interrupted and one of his father’s plates fell and shattered on the floor when he saw her walk in. She didn’t say a word. She just walked by him slowly and then leaned against the island in the middle of the room with her back to him. She was wearing a tight white tank top with no bra. Her nipples were completely peaked and their rosy nature could not be hidden by the thin white material of her shirt. And then he looked down noticing the skirt she had on. Plaid and ridiculously short was the best description. If she leaned over even an inch more, he’d be able to see her underwear.

“Nice outfit,” she heard gruffly from behind her.

“This old thing,” she responded coyly.

“Daddy might not approve,” he smiled, frozen in his spot staring at her.

“Maybe not,” she sighed, looking at her fingernails and then over her shoulder at him. “But what do you think Papi?” she asked with a grin, and then turned back around to look out the window, shaking her butt a little for good measure.

About a split second later, she heard him walking over broken glass and then felt his hands on her hips and his hips pressed as closely to hers as possible. Then she stood up flush against him, pushing her butt against his erection.

“Jess,” he panted in her ear, running his hands up her front and under her tiny shirt to play with her breasts.

“Uh…J,” she cried out and fell forward on the island the moment his hands came in contact with her sensitive nipples.

He couldn’t fight the instinct to grind against her when she fell forward, and he received an appreciative moan, along with a pronounced groan when he drug his trapped hands over her as he pulled them free from the trap her body and the countertop created. His hands then landed on her hips again and he continued to grind against her with no complaints.

“Nice skirt,” he panted heavily, running his hand up her legs and then under her skirt. “Oh…,” he then sighed. “Nice ass,” he breathed, lifting her skirt up to confirm what he felt and then grinding again against bare skin.

“Jonny,” she urged, and then sighed when she heard his zipper coming undone. She was about to turn around when she felt him against her leg, but he stopped her.

“Don’t,” he whispered. “I want you like this.”

“Then take me,” she smiled over her shoulder and spread her legs further.

“Oh fuck,” he breathed, barely audible, but she smiled, happy to have gotten the exact reaction she was hoping for.

He entered her slowly, enjoying the new position and bracing himself against her hips as she braced herself against the countertop. Once he knew she was alright, he set slow rhythm that was driving her mad.

“Car approaching the outside gate,” they then hear IRIS announce.

“Damn it…,” he started.

“Don’t stop,” she interrupted, feeling him pull out. “Please don’t. Just go fast,” she begged seeing the gates open through the window.

Jessie decided about two strokes later that this was definitely her second favorite position. It felt the best…no contest. She could feel him everywhere. It’d be her favorite without question if she could see his eyes.

“Spread your legs more,” she then heard him growl and immediately responded.

“Uh,” she groaned loudly when he pressed into her again. “Faster,” she begged when she could spot her father through the driver’s side window, and he complied with impressive effort. “Yes,” she then moaned, feeling her knees give out at the sensations rippling through her body. He barely managed to hold her up as he released himself inside her. Then he collapsed on top of her before the slamming of car doors sent them both running for the stairs.

“Perfect timing,” she teased.

“Do you want your father to kill me?” he asked out of breath.

“What would make you think that,” she smiled, as she reached her room.

She was about to enter when he turned her around and gave her another one of those kisses. It was passionate and demanding, but different. She can’t describe why it’s different, or the way it makes her feel, but it’s definitely different. She knows this man, and she now knows his body too. ‘This is not my mind playing tricks,’ she thought. It’s different. He pulled back just when she was feeling like total putty and smiled at her.

“Nice ass,” he complimented again, giving her a playful slap under her skirt and then turning towards his room. “I’ll see you in a few,” he told her, turning around to give her one more smile.

Reality set back in when she heard his door close, and then she ran into her room, undressed, redressed, and ran down the stairs and into her father’s open arms in under a minute.

“Daddy,” she squealed, as he spun her around. “I was in the shower when I heard IRIS announce you guys and rushed,” she smiled as he put her down, hoping that explanation wouldn’t cause him to question her rosy checks and slightly sweaty appearance. Not to mention her shortness of breath. “I missed you,” she smiled genuinely, hugging him again.

“I missed you too Ponchita,” he breathed. “So much.”

“We all did,” Dr Quest piped in.

“Oh I missed you too Dr. Quest,” she said, releasing her father and embracing her mentor.

“Where’s my son,” he then asked, as they all walked into the kitchen.

“Still showering,” she responded calmly. “We went for a run then started dinner because we were starving,” she said, indicating the soup on the stove. “But then decided to shower first. And now I’m really starving,” she smiled.

“Well, how about we order a pizza then?” Dr. Quest suggested. “That’s bound to be better than my son’s cold soup.”

“Sounds good,” Jessie grinned.

“No complaints,” Jonny called out from the stairwell.

“How is it that you can ignore me when we are in the same room, and I ask you to take out the trash, but you can hear the mention of pizza from fifty feet,” Race asked sarcastically.

“Just talented,” Jonny replied, as he walked into the kitchen, ducking the swat of Race’s hand. He didn’t dare look at Jessie for fear of his reaction.

“How about you at least clean up this plate you broke?” his father requested.

“How do you know Jess didn’t break it?” Jonny asked.

“I don’t doubt her ability for a nanosecond, but I believe she’s smart enough to clean it up,” he smiled.

“Haha,” Jessie proclaimed. “I missed this.”

They all missed Hadji, but still spent the night together laughing and eating. Jessie thought it was perfect, and now she just needed the perfect ending.

“Alright guys,” she announced. “I’m gonna crash. I’m beat.”

“Good night Dr. Quest,” she hugged him.

“Night Daddy,” she hugged him tighter and added a kiss on the cheek.

“Night Quest,” she launched herself at him, knocking him to the ground. “Don’t be long,” she whispered in his ear. “God…I’m gone a few months and you totally lose your edge,” she said a little louder, getting to her feet. “Try to stay on your feet Hotshot,” she called behind her with a laugh.

“I fucking missed you too,” he yelled.

“Jonathon…language,” his father yelled.

“Sorry,” he apologized, getting back on the couch. He was more than antsy to get upstairs with her.

He wanted to wait an hour in order to avoid all suspicion, but only lasted thirty minutes.

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow,” he told them.

It wasn’t easy, but he managed not to run up the stairs. When he reached the top of the steps, he changed quickly into his pajamas and then quietly snuck into her room.

She looked so beautiful. Hair in a ponytail, short-shorts, that little white tank top with no bra again, and fast asleep with her favorite stuffed animal. He couldn’t help but smile, leaning his head against her high bed post. He knew that he should leave, but couldn’t bring himself to do it, and not for the reason he expected. He wanted to talk to her about so many things that he didn’t know how to talk about, but he still wanted to talk to her.

The next thing he knew, he was climbing down next to her and stroking the side of her face and her hip.

She moaned softly at his touch, and then rolled over quickly on her back, looking up at him with wide eyes and deep breaths.

“Hey…sorry,” he apologized quickly. “I’m sorry,” he said, stroking the side of her face again.

“What time is it?” she asked a little thickly.

“About thirty minutes since you came up,” he smiled.

“Oh…no,” she sighed. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”

“I figured,” he grinned. “I’ll try not to be offended.”

“So gracious,” she teased.

“I realized something though,” he then told her. “We kinda got caught up those last few times and…”

“I know,” she interrupted. “I was thinking about that too. I think I feel secure because I know I’m on the pill. If I wasn’t, I would’ve remembered the condoms.”

“Good,” he sighed. “I still don’t think I would’ve, but good,” he smiled.

“Yes you would have,” she confirmed. “You’re way more responsible than you give yourself credit for. Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone,” she chuckled.

“I appreciate your discretion,” he told her.

“We should use them from now on though,” she sobered.

“Agreed,” he said, lying down on his arm to be at eye level with her and continuing to caress her face softly. Then he moved forward and kissed her softly, inching a little closer.

Jessie just sighed into the kiss and ran her hands through his hair, letting him control the pace. She kept waiting for him to deepen the kiss, but he never did. Instead, he pulled back and kissed her forehead.

“It’s insane,” he commented.

“What?” she asked quickly.

“The last twenty-four hours,” he smiled.

“That’s an understatement,” she grinned.

“They’ve been the best of my life, ya know…and not because of the sex,” he added quickly and she raised an eyebrow.

“Well, not JUST because of the sex,” he clarified. “I’ve never felt more free in my life,” he admitted.

“I know what you’re saying,” she smiled. “I mean…I’ve done and said things since I’ve been home that…,” she shook her head. “Well, I know they say that sex can change everything, but…I guess I feel like it has and it hasn’t. Does that make any sense?” she asked.

“No,” he laughed. “But I’m not sure it’s supposed to either,” he reasoned.

“I feel different,” she continued. “More free like you said, but I still feel totally comfortable,” she smiled and then rolled on top of him.

“It’s just me,” he whispered, enjoying the feel of her weight on him and her soft legs straddling him. “It wouldn’t be like this with what’s-her-name or what’s-his-name.”

“Sarah and Bill,” she offered.

“Who?” he asked.

“Shut up,” she chuckled.

“God…what are we gonna do tomorrow?” he smiled.

“I’m sure we’ll think of something,” she grinned. “We used to do things fully clothed all the time. Remember?”

“Vaguely,” he offered.

“Shut up,” she told him again.

“Stop telling me to shut up,” he laughed.

“Shut…mmm,” she laughed into his kiss.

“Your skin is so soft,” he then admired, running his hands up and down her thighs. “How do you expect me not to touch you tomorrow?” he breathed heavily. “I was afraid to even look at you tonight.”

“I noticed,” she smiled. “You do realize that I plan to behave myself in the presence of others, right?”

“Yeah…well, it’s not you I’m concerned about. It doesn’t take much for you to turn me on at this point in case you haven’t noticed. I was hard the moment I walked in your room because it smells like you for Christ’s sake,” he smiled. “So I’m understandably worried.”

“I thought Hadji said you were almost better at the Zen thing than him,” she smiled, wiping the hair from his face. “So I wouldn’t think that self control should be such an issue.”

“It never was,” he whispered, rolling her over and leaning down to give her a kiss. “I can’t even count how many times I’ve reigned myself in with other girls,” he said with a meaningful look. “Then my best friend asked me to make love to her and gave me the most mind-blowing…ha,” he breathed heavily, as she snaked her hand in his pajama pants and began stroking him slowly. “The best hand job ever and…oh Jesus…and started talking dirty…and teasing me in tiny…awesome fucking skirts,” he finished heavily.

Then he just closed his eyes and rested his head on her shoulder, focusing on the movements of her hand. With his help, she removed all his clothes without ever letting up her actions and got him to roll onto his back again. She positioned herself in front of him, sitting back on his upper thighs and then removing her shirt with one hand.

“I like this view,” he beamed up at her and she just grinned, releasing him for a moment to remove the rest of her clothes.

“Even better,” he breathed, as she slowly sank down on him.

“Ha,” she panted once she was sitting on his pelvis. He filled her so completely. It was incredible, and an unexpected wave of emotion then hit her. She had to close her eyes so he wouldn’t see her welling up and she had to take deep breaths to keep any new tears from forming or spilling out.

“What is it?” he asked, bringing his hands up to her face. He felt the change in her body immediately.

She clenched her muscles then to distract him and leaned forward, resting her head in the crook of his neck.

“You just feel so perfect,” she breathed quietly and quickly, so he wouldn’t hear her voice shake.

“Mmm,” she sighed, running her hands down his sides. As she was running them back up, he moved to flip them over again, so she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist to prevent him from slipping out at all.

“You feel pretty perfect yourself,” he whispered in her ear and kissed her softly. Then he moved over to her other ear. “You’re my favorite place to be.”

“Jonny,” she breathed, pushing against him, but unable to keep two tears from streaming down her face.

She tried to keep his head down so he wouldn’t see, but was unsuccessful. She was so mad at herself because she didn’t want him to stop like she knew he would if he thought she was upset.

To her surprise, however, he just kissed her tears away and kept moving at a slow pace. A few more tears rolled down her face over the next few minutes, but he didn’t let one of them come to a natural end.

“Uh,” she moaned softly, coming up to meet his thrust. The pace quickened then, and it wasn’t long before Jonny had to cover her mouth with his so that she didn’t get too loud while coming. She didn’t let up her actions when her orgasm subsided, however. She just continued to kiss him and push against him until she had him groaning into their embrace, as well.

Then she relaxed back on her bed with the man she loved breathing heavily against her neck. After a few minutes, she scooted down to position herself at eye level with him.

“Are you ok?” he asked, pushing some loose strands behind her ear. The smile she hit him with could have lit up the whole room, but he was still worried. He’s not sure exactly why she was crying, but he knew it wasn’t bad. He knew she hadn’t wanted him to stop.

“Don’t go?” she asked.

“I wasn’t planning on it beautiful,” he smiled, letting her get away with not answering his question. He knew she was fine, so that was all that mattered at the moment.

“Shit,” he then breathed, laughing softly.

“What?” she asked, a little surprised.

“We forgot the fucking condom again,” he laughed.

“Oh my God,” she laughed too. “This isn’t funny.”

“I know,” he smiled. “Get over here you little vixen,” he motioned for her to get comfortable against him.

“Starting tomorrow,” she yawned.

“Tomorrow,” he agreed with a smile.
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