I guess I was a masochist.
I awoke, startled as I looked around and found myself in Jason’s bed, but sans Jason. I was still dressed from last night. I rose up from the bed and looked into the mirror, which was across from me. Fantastic! My makeup and hair looked like shit. I begrudgingly moved out of bed and slowly made my way to the bathroom. I heard Jason moving in the living room area. I moved in closer and saw he was hunched over as he sat on his couch with his head in his hands. I tiptoed closer, not wanting to frighten him.
“Are you okay?” I asked in a soft voice. He didn’t speak, but rather he slowly massaged his head. I moved in closer and touched his hand.
“I'm here if you want to…”
Jason then grabbed my hand and pulled me to him, our faces nearly touching. I looked into his face and saw he was crying. His watery grey eyes had now turned soft and molten as he peered down at me, making me melt from the inside out. His hand slowly reached up and touched my face, gently feathering my skin. It seemed as though he was almost afraid to touch me. He leaned forward letting his nose slide up my jawbone as he took in my scent. My heart began to beat wildly as I felt him ever so fuckin’ tenderly touch me, like I was the most precious thing to him. I closed my eyes reveling in the desire I felt as he ignited the flames inside me. He leaned in closer still; his lips now grazing my neck. A small moan escaped me as his hot breath left my body limp. I was giving in even though I shouldn’t. But I wanted to, I wanted him.
I opened my eyes and saw him staring back, his tears still slowly falling. I reached up and with my thumb I gently wiped them away. He nudged his face into my palm as he closed his eyes. My heart wrenched as I saw him in his personal torment. I wanted to protect him, to save him from whatever was deep inside him. I inched my face closer and tenderly kissed him on his lips. I moved back and gazed upon his face. He opened his eyes and his tears were now falling down onto his lips; he leaned in and kissed me hard.
The eagerness of his kiss left me breathless. He took my face into his hands and held me close to him as he kissed me in a tender, yet forceful way. His tongue danced wildly with mine as he continued to hold me.
Without breaking our kiss, Jason scooped me up and carried me to his bed. He laid me down as he lay on top of me. His body weight felt like heaven. He moved his lips and began kissing my neck. His hands moved up and down my body in a slow, feverish way, which left trails of heat across my skin. He turned me over as he continued to kiss my bare back. I could hear the zipper of my dress coming undone. His hands made their way up to my shoulders. That’s when he gently took off my dress and tossed it on the floor. My breasts were bare for him to see. His breath hitched as his eyes drank in my nakedness. His mouth crashed onto my nipple as he sucked and licked, making me arch my back. His hands held onto my waist as he devoured my body. I reached down and yanked at his boxers, which he quickly disposed of. His lips never once left my body. I felt utterly desired. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. I ran my fingers across his back, earning me a low growl. I licked my lips enjoying his sound. I felt him. He was hard as stone as his hot cock lay between us.
He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a condom. He moved off me, towering over my body. I watch him, mesmerized, as he slowly slid the condom down his cock. He grabbed the base and held it. I moaned at the very sight of him. He lowered himself on top of me, his fingers slowly finding their way to my wet folds. He barely played with me; as he brought his fingers up to his mouth, my juices nearly dripped off them. He licked them one by one as he stared at me. I felt him nudge at my entrance. I lifted my hips and he slid in. I arched my back, his size being a bit much for me. He waited and then began to move.
He growled as my hips moved with him, matching him for every thrust. I could feel my orgasm building as he pushed harder inside me. His jaw clenched and he groaned in agony. My orgasm barreled down and I nearly screamed. Jason’s thrusts moved harder, riding it out. He then growled and came. His sweaty body collapsed on top of me. Both of us tried to catch our breaths as we withered in each other’s ecstasy.
Regretting It
I stirred in my sleep, my stomach grumbling, as I smelled food. I stretched in bed, my body aching from earlier this morning. We had both fallen asleep in each other’s arms.
Being with Jason felt right and in my mind it was where I was supposed to be. But would he feel the same way or would he push me away again? I was preparing myself mentally, thinking about all possible outcomes. I hoped for only one to come true.
I lay in bed for a few more minutes. At this point, right now, nothing was said or done. What had happened last night changed everything, and if I were to walk through that door, all that I felt would be decided and dealt with.