He sighed with visible relief. “Okay, sounds good. I’ll order pizza for dinner. I don’t really feel up for cooking either.”
I couldn’t help but smile. “Do you remember the first time we had pizza at your apartment?”
Grinning, he jogged around the car toward me to squeeze my waist. “How could I forget? First a sex dream and then—”
“Hey!” I yelped, interrupting him. “I did not have a sex dream.”
We both knew it was a lie, but I’d deny it until the end. I was still embarrassed by my little faux pas.
“Yeah, right.” His eyes brightened. “Either way I’ll make sure you dream about it tonight.”
***
“You want it harder?”
“Mmm, yeah,” I breathed.
For someone who was a late bloomed virgin, I definitely found my footing in the bedroom. Besides my first time with Jesse and second time with him in his car, we’ve had sex every single time we were together and then some. Let’s just say all that wait was well worth it.
I pushed myself up and quickly rolled onto my knees, sticking my ass into the air. Jesse with his expert skills, quickly ran his finger from my clit up to my lips, teasing me until I cried out for more.
“Patience, Rocky, patience,” he clucked.
He pulled back, leaving me whimpering in disappointment. Chuckling, he gripped onto my waist and gave one powerful thrust, filling me up completely. I had no choice but to gasp out in exhilaration. “Yes!”
Jesse leaned forward, leaving a trail of soft bites up and down my spine. I was right on the edge of ecstasy, but I didn’t want to finish this way.
“Stop!” I screeched.
“Huh?” Jesse immediately pulled out. I turned in time to catch him scratching his head, but before he could get a word out I pushed him onto the mattress and quickly straddled him. His lips curled into a sensual smile. “If you wanted to change positions you could have just asked.”
“What fun would that be?” I gulped, slowly sliding onto him until his thickness impaled me. Positioning myself into a good angle, I began to ride, grinding my hips until all the friction sent me over the edge.
My eyes were squeezed shut, but I felt Jesse grip my hips, pounding upwards in a fury as he joined me in my orgasm. Even with my head up in the clouds I couldn’t help but grin, knowing he enjoyed it as much as I did.
I climbed off of him and collapsed onto the mattress, squirming over so that my body molded against his. Quietly, I reached out and brushed his long strands from his eyes.
With a thoughtful smile on my lips, I whispered, “If living with you means doing that every night, then I wonder what took me so long.”
Opening his eyes slowly, a lazy grin appeared on his face. “Believe me; I’ve been wondering the same thing.”
Chapter 35
Rocky
The sunlight streamed in through Jesse’s curtains, momentarily blinding me. Yawning, I stretched my arms in the air, surprised not to feel Jesse’s warmth next to mine. Unlike the first ‘morning after’ experience, this time I felt confident knowing Jesse did not leave me for good. Taking my time, I padded toward the bedroom door and smiled when I heard the distinct pop of bacon on the stove.
“Aww, of course he’d cook for me.” A wistful smile played on my lips as I pushed through the door. As expected, Jesse was bent over the stove, but at the first sound of my footsteps he lifted his head and caught my eye, grinning from ear to ear.
He eyed my bare legs and whistled. “Whew! If this is what I get to wake up to every morning, then thank God for cohabitation!”
“Shh!” I giggled, suddenly feel self-conscious of my choice of attire. With only a threadbare shirt that rested on the top of my thighs, I was barely covered. “You’ll wake the neighbors.”
“Ah, I think we already woke them up last night.” He shot me a wink, further warming my core.
Ignoring the blood that rushed inside me, I scuffled to the nearest chair and plopped down. A yawn escaped my throat and I blinked away the last remnants of sleep.
“Ah, don’t tell me you’re still too tired to move your stuff in.” Jesse walked over, placing two platefuls of eggs and bacon in front of me. Though a smile played on his face, I couldn’t help but notice the slight jab in his words.
I tried to brush it off, but couldn’t help but feel my grin falter.
Whatever he’s feeling is your fault.
Clearing my throat, I inhaled the delicious scent of bacon, quickly changing the subject. “This is good. Thanks.”
He grabbed a napkin, whipping it through the air to unfold it. A light puff of air hit my face as he sat down next to me. “Best thing about living with a chef? You get meals like this every morning—”
Ring. Ring.
I blinked in surprise and glanced over at the counter where his cell phone was going crazy. “It’s only a little after eight on a Saturday. Who would be calling you?”
Jesse shrugged, but a fleeting look of worry touched his handsome features.
I shook my head and sighed. “This is exactly why I was nervous.”
“What? Because of a call?”
“Finding things out about you that I didn’t want to know,” I blurted out without heeding my words. “It seems like you don’t want to answer it for a reason.”
“What kind of things? I haven’t cheated on you, if that’s what you’re worried about.” And just like that, our good mood shifted once again.
What was the matter with me?
“I know…” I shrugged hesitantly. “It’s just…You had a life here without me and I know you’ve shared everything with me—”
“Everything.”
“Still…” What was I even saying anymore? I shook my head. “Forget about it. I’m just being stupid.”
The phone continued to ring and to my irritation Jesse still did not answer.
Then it hit me. It was as if Pandora’s box was opened. Finally understanding my trepidations, I jammed a forkful of bacon into my mouth, chewing loudly to drown out the cell phone’s noise. Swallowing once, I cocked my head to the side and threw him a meaningful look. “Honestly, I guess I’m a bit scared that there are still some things we don’t know about each other. Don’t get me wrong, I’m really excited about living with you, it’s just…”
“There’s still a part of you that doesn’t trust me, isn’t there?” he asked blandly.
I took a deep breath. “It’s not that I don’t trust you…”
“What?”
I licked my lips, tasting the salty grease of the bacon. Suddenly feeling parched, I reached out and poured myself a glass of water.
“Rocky,” he called out in a low tone. “What’s wrong?”
“Excitement…gulp…doesn’t even begin to describe…gulp…how I feel about being here…”
“But?”
“But like I said on the ride over here, this is make or break time. Moving in makes you discover things about one another and—”
“There’s nothing to discover,” he cut me off. “We know each other, Rocky. Like really know each other. I know we’ve had our share of bullshit in the past, but I thought we’d moved past that. What’s left to find out?”
My eyes darted around his apartment—a place I’d only visited a handful of times, but was suddenly my new home. It was odd to think that just the day before I was bursting at the seams, ready to walk to Charleston if I needed to, yet here I was, a ball of nervous energy.
How could my moods swing that quickly?
Jesse sighed and rubbed his hands over his face, tightening his lips. The ringing of his cell phone had stopped, but I couldn’t help but feel the ghost of its vibrations against my skin.
“Rocky…” He took a deep breath and stared intently at me. His eyes were so sincere that they almost vibrated energy. “I’m not going to leave you again.”