return to normal. And all I could think about was if lions had sex like this. I needed to look that up tomorrow.
I heard a victory laugh from him. He waited some time before moving his hand and kissing me all over again. He started with my feet this time and began his slow work to my stomach, passing the area between my legs. He kissed my breast until I was moaning uncontrollably, then moved to kiss my lips. He tasted salty and sexy, and his mouth was hot and wet. I couldn’t get enough of it. His touch was electric. I felt him everywhere and it still wasn’t enough.
Jason pulled away too fast and rested his forehead on mine. My body was arching uncontrollably to get close to him, but I was trapped, my arms restrained by the tank top, and he was purposely too far away. I couldn’t reach him.
H e whispered, “What you’re feeling right now…is what I feel for you all the time, since the first time I saw you in the coffeehouse.” He pulled back to look into my eyes, and I felt sad. A tear fell from my eye and then another.
“I am so sorry ,” and I meant it. I was never the one to cause pain and what I felt was painful. It was new to me. Not knowing had been better than this.
He raised a finger to my lips . “Sh,” was all he said, and he moved down my body and began kissing me again. I felt the release coming a couple times, but then he would move away like he was playing a sick game. I felt helpless. I removed my hands from the top part of the bed I had gripped on to and wiggled out of my top. I moved my hands to his head. I dug my nails in, pulling his hair, and he plunged his fingers into me again and again, his hot mouth giving me slow kisses in my most needy area. My eyes closed and I could still see him between my legs and I gave into it, letting my mind slip away. I screamed. I felt my insides pulsate, gripping onto his fingers, and then I relaxed. I felt sweaty and drained. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I fell back to sleep.
Chapter 7
Thank you
I awoke later and used the bathroom. When I came out, I noticed Jason’s hair was wet again.
“Seriously , you are the cleanest man I know,” I whispered, crawling back into bed.
I noticed on the nightstand closest to me was a water bottle. How sweet, he’d gotten me a water bottle. It was silly that that small effort made me cry. Tears fell, and I couldn’t stop them. I left the room and sat in the hallway until I finished. Bo walked out and put his head in my lap. I cried in silence for many things, things I didn’t want to think about when I was with Jason. I reminded myself I was here because he was different, special, and he made me feel wanted. He was supposed to distract me from my memories. I needed to work harder, until he was all I thought about. I sat there for a long time and just pet Bo. It amazed me how this big dog could calm me and make me feel like everything was going to be OK.
I entered the room again . Bo followed and took his place in his bed. I climb into bed and stared at the beautiful man next to me. I wanted so badly to make his pain go away. I wanted to be what he needed. I started to kiss his chest. It was smooth and hard. I traced his muscles with my finger. His skin was soft to the touch. He stirred a little, but didn’t wake. I began to inspect his body, counting and kissing his freckles and moles. I ran my tongue over his nipples and felt him shiver, and I smiled, enjoying it. I pulled the covers back and kissed his belly button. I laid my head on his stomach and traced the lining of his pajama bottoms. I felt the shiver again. I saw the outline of his penis, and my eyes got wide. I couldn’t believe I’d never noticed it. It looked uncomfortable to have all the time. I touched it through his pants just lightly, making trails around it with my finger.
“Shit, Katarina, what are you doing?”
I giggled into his stomach but didn’t stop. I didn’t even look in his direction.
“I have
I heard a victory laugh from him. He waited some time before moving his hand and kissing me all over again. He started with my feet this time and began his slow work to my stomach, passing the area between my legs. He kissed my breast until I was moaning uncontrollably, then moved to kiss my lips. He tasted salty and sexy, and his mouth was hot and wet. I couldn’t get enough of it. His touch was electric. I felt him everywhere and it still wasn’t enough.
Jason pulled away too fast and rested his forehead on mine. My body was arching uncontrollably to get close to him, but I was trapped, my arms restrained by the tank top, and he was purposely too far away. I couldn’t reach him.
H e whispered, “What you’re feeling right now…is what I feel for you all the time, since the first time I saw you in the coffeehouse.” He pulled back to look into my eyes, and I felt sad. A tear fell from my eye and then another.
“I am so sorry ,” and I meant it. I was never the one to cause pain and what I felt was painful. It was new to me. Not knowing had been better than this.
He raised a finger to my lips . “Sh,” was all he said, and he moved down my body and began kissing me again. I felt the release coming a couple times, but then he would move away like he was playing a sick game. I felt helpless. I removed my hands from the top part of the bed I had gripped on to and wiggled out of my top. I moved my hands to his head. I dug my nails in, pulling his hair, and he plunged his fingers into me again and again, his hot mouth giving me slow kisses in my most needy area. My eyes closed and I could still see him between my legs and I gave into it, letting my mind slip away. I screamed. I felt my insides pulsate, gripping onto his fingers, and then I relaxed. I felt sweaty and drained. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I fell back to sleep.
Chapter 7
Thank you
I awoke later and used the bathroom. When I came out, I noticed Jason’s hair was wet again.
“Seriously , you are the cleanest man I know,” I whispered, crawling back into bed.
I noticed on the nightstand closest to me was a water bottle. How sweet, he’d gotten me a water bottle. It was silly that that small effort made me cry. Tears fell, and I couldn’t stop them. I left the room and sat in the hallway until I finished. Bo walked out and put his head in my lap. I cried in silence for many things, things I didn’t want to think about when I was with Jason. I reminded myself I was here because he was different, special, and he made me feel wanted. He was supposed to distract me from my memories. I needed to work harder, until he was all I thought about. I sat there for a long time and just pet Bo. It amazed me how this big dog could calm me and make me feel like everything was going to be OK.
I entered the room again . Bo followed and took his place in his bed. I climb into bed and stared at the beautiful man next to me. I wanted so badly to make his pain go away. I wanted to be what he needed. I started to kiss his chest. It was smooth and hard. I traced his muscles with my finger. His skin was soft to the touch. He stirred a little, but didn’t wake. I began to inspect his body, counting and kissing his freckles and moles. I ran my tongue over his nipples and felt him shiver, and I smiled, enjoying it. I pulled the covers back and kissed his belly button. I laid my head on his stomach and traced the lining of his pajama bottoms. I felt the shiver again. I saw the outline of his penis, and my eyes got wide. I couldn’t believe I’d never noticed it. It looked uncomfortable to have all the time. I touched it through his pants just lightly, making trails around it with my finger.
“Shit, Katarina, what are you doing?”
I giggled into his stomach but didn’t stop. I didn’t even look in his direction.
“I have
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