The Boy Who Knew Me When(56)

“Please Julian, please take the pain away.” she pleaded.

I had heard those words before the night Axel came barreling through the front door of the frat house and explained that Jemma had seduced him, begging him to take her pain away. I had wanted to rip his throat out after hearing that he had taken advantage of her in her weak state of mind. But seeing the desperation pouring out of her I could see why he had to give into her. But I could not give in; there was no way in hell that I could just be ‘some guy’.

She pushed herself on top of me and began to kiss her way down my neck but I grabbed her before she could do any more damage.

“No sweetheart, we can’t.” I forced the words out of my mouth barely able to understand them myself.

“Julian, I know what you are thinking, this is not the same. I need you...” then she moved back up to my ear and whispered “I need you Julian, only you can fix me. I am begging you. Please fix me, you promised.” She said, emphasizing the word “you”.

And then the words of her father came rushing back through my head. Right before he was escorted out of Dr. Scott’s office he placed a single hand on my shoulder .

“I knew it was going to be you son. I always knew. Please take care of my daughter; she is all I have left.”

And then I made the promise that I had already made many times before, “I will do anything and everything that it takes to make her happy. Anything she needs, I am hers, always. I promise you that.”



She nipped and licked my ear lobe, making her way to my lips. Then she sat up and said the words that undid me.

“It’s only ever been you Julian. I only need you, I ache for you, make love to me, let me feel you, claim what has always been yours, please.”

She was mine, she had always been mine and I ached for her just as much as she ached for me. There was nothing unsure in her voice, nothing that said I was just anyone. Every word she spoke told me that I was all she needed, she needed me and only me, there has never and would never be anyone else. Jemma Lee Hale was mine, now and forever.

I flipped her over onto her back and let her help me off with my shirt then stepped out of bed to remove my pants. Climbing back on top of her I remembered that we had no protection. We had decided not to bring any as incentive not to do just what we were planning on doing.

I kissed her on the lips and whispered “We can’t, I don’t have anything sweetheart.”

She dug her nails into the back of my neck and pulled me into her, claiming my mouth with such force that she stole my breath.

“I don’t care, make me yours Julian.” She peered into my eyes and I fully understood the message she was trying to convey with just a look.

In that moment I no longer cared about anything that would prevent me from touching her the way I had yearned to. I took her mouth back into mine then slowly trailed it along her neck. Stopping for only a moment to taste her breath I continued down to the soft pink flesh between her legs.

I parted her folds with my tongue and began to caress her plump nub with my kiss. Her cries of desire guided my tongue and lips to her first explosion of pleasure. Her wetness poured onto my tongue, causing my long hard shaft to throb at the taste, it needed to find her, to take with it every ounce of suffering.

“Now Julian, NOW!”

Following her lead I moved back to her mouth and claimed it once more as the tip of my shaft found its mark. As if it had a mind of it’s own it pushed itself inside of her. She squirmed beneath me and her hips aided my shaft deeper into her body.

“I need to fuck you Julian. Let me show you how much I need you.”

I allowed her to guide me onto my back. As she took total control of my body, she sat herself down hard onto me and began to ride. I reached up and firmly squeezed both of her large round breasts into my hands. Damn she felt good, how the hell did I live all of these weeks without having all of her.

“Julian!” She screamed as she rode me harder, bouncing her body up and down until there was nothing left of me to take.

“Sweetheart, you feel like fucking heaven, pure fucking heaven!”

I could feel and hear her wetness slapping up against me. She moved her hands from my stomach to my knees deepening the connection between us. From this position I could see every budding bit of her heat as it moved up then back down my glistening shaft, I was suddenly overcome with the need to touch our sex. I moved my fingers to the base of my shaft and felt her movements, slowly moving my hand back to her hips.

“Touch me, Julian.”

Her request came out in a hush cry and I moved my thumbs onto her clit, circling it around and around with pressure, she bounced up a few more times and screamed out my name. I felt her body clench tightly as the wetness poured from her body, seeping out onto the pit of my stomach.