My Guardian Angel(68)

Overcoming My Fear



Jason walked into my home holding my hands. The moment he closed the door I felt a quiet, little nervousness creep up. He still held onto my hand, leading me to the counter. With his free hand, he took my purse and put it down. His gentle schoolboy smile made the butterflies, which were already fluttering go crazy. He let out a heavy sigh when he finally let me go. He reached up and took off my scarf. Without looking, he placed it on the counter next to my purse. He then began to take off my winter coat. I shivered at the loss of heat. I watched as he took off his coat and threw it on the barstool. He took my hand again and intertwined our fingers, his thumb gently rubbing my knuckles. He walked me towards my spiral staircase, but I stopped him. He looked back. An anxious look was painted on his face.

“What is it, Kass?” he asked. He felt my apprehension. I looked down and stared at the floor, not being able to look him in the eye.

“Kass?” He placed his hand underneath my chin and raised my face. I looked over his shoulder and looked at my couch. My pillow was on top of my folded comforter. Jason followed my line of vision and stared at it for a mere moment, then looked back at me. “Fuck, Kass,” he murmured. “So, you want me to sleep down here?” he asked.

“No…” I stopped, not wanting to go further.

“Kass, tell me,” he ordered in his cop voice.

“I haven’t been able to sleep in my room since that night,” I finally admitted. “I tried hard to break out of my shell to move forward, but entering that room…It’s hard for me,” I said in a quiet tone. I averted my eyes again, but Jason wouldn’t have that.

“Look at me!” he ordered again. I looked up and he smiled. “I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere,” he reassured me. He pulled on my hand and began to go up the stairs. We reached the door to my bedroom, but I froze.

“Kassia,” Jason whispered in a deep voice, as he leaned in and began to slowly bite my collarbone. I could feel his hot tongue slowly licking up my neck as he made his way to my mouth. He softly sealed our lips together. The slow movements of his kiss made me melt. I let my tongue gently lick the seam of his mouth, earning me a small growl. Without breaking our kiss, Jason lifted me up and carried me to my bedroom.

My body grew ridged, but Jason kept kissing me. He gently placed me onto the bed and pushed me down, cradling my head in his hands. He broke from our embrace and began raining hot, wet kisses down my neck. He reached for his shirt and took it off. The all too familiar sight of Jason’s tattoo and piercings made my heart smile. I stretched out my hands and placed them on his stomach as I felt his hard abs. He groaned softly at my touch. I slowly breathed as I focused only on Jason, not wanting anything of that night to enter my mind. All I wanted was to be here with him. I leaned up and knelt in front of him. I took the hem of my shirt and pulled it over me. Jason’s hands instinctively found their way to my body as he tenderly touched me. My body shivered as he feathered my skin and began leisurely kissing my breasts.

“So beautiful,” he murmured between his kisses. His hands slowly found their way to my back. He reached up and undid my bra. My straps fell off my shoulders. Jason leaned down and kissed the top of my chest as he yanked my bra off me.

“Hmmm,” he murmured as he looked over me. He licked his lips slightly and bit his lower lip. His grey eyes turned molten as he looked towards my waist. With one swift move, Jason had me on my back. He took the top of my jeans and unbuttoned them. He pulled them off with such aggression. I scarcely knew what was going on. He hooked his finger in my panties while sliding his knuckle along my seam. “Hmmm, wet,” he breathed as he tore them off my body.

“Jason,” I said breathlessly. He leaned down and slowly licked my bellybutton, his hot tongue inching closer to my core. I arched up, my body wanting more of Jason’s caresses. The lower he went the more my body quivered. He grabbed onto my thighs and pushed them apart as he nestled his face into my already wet pussy. The feel of his hot breath made me lose all control. My head fell back at the moment Jason’s tongue flicked my clit. His fingers leisurely played with the seam of my folds, spreading my juices up to my clit and down to my ass.

“Jason,” I cried out again. He used his thumb to circle around my nub as he licked eagerly at my wet lips. He ate away at me, like he was a starved man. I withered slowly with each torturous touch of his lips to my core. I could feel my orgasm coming like a tidal wave, one I couldn’t stop even if he asked me to. I called out his name as I clenched my teeth together; my orgasm rippled through me. He continued to eat at me, licking me all up.