Reclaiming (6 page)

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On her way home, Daniella
’s cell phone rang. She leaned over and reached around inside of her purse. After a successful retrieval, she picked it up and answered.

“Hello?”

“Hi Daniella, sweetie.” Her mother said.

“Hey Mom,” Daniella began. “I’m, uh, a little busy right now. Can I call you later this weekend or early next week?”

“Oh, this won’t take a minute, honey.”

“Alright then…”

“I spoke with Harold about Saturday night.”

“You what, Mom?” Daniella said. “With who?”

“Daniella…” her mother replied with frustration. “We talked about this hardly a day ago. My word… sometimes I wonder if you hear a single word I say to you.”

“Yes, Mom, of course I do.” Daniella said as the details of their previous conversation returned to her awareness.

“Okay, he’s going to meet you at eight o’clock tomorrow night.”

“Eight o’clock,” Daniella repeated. “Got it.”

“Do you?” Her mother asked.

“Yes, Mom. I said eight o’clock.” Daniella replied. “What else is there?”

“Oh, I don’t know…” Marilyn said. “How about
where
you are supposed to meet?”

“Oh right,” Daniella acknowledged with a sheepish tone. “Where?”

“Tattlin’ Turtle…”

Daniella rolled her eyes. She
’d blown off a guy a thousand times hotter in the form of Marlon, and now she was gonna show up with Harold at the same place Marlon worked? She imagined how the introduction might go…

Oh hey, Marlon. This is my date, Harold, the chrome dome, doughboy that lives in his
mom’s basement. Don’t let his appearance fool you though, he’s got a hot motorcycle. And when he rides it now, his man boobs don’t even flap in the breeze. Now you run along and whip us up a couple of your strongest cocktails. We’re gonna sit here and talk debits and credits.

“Mom,” Daniella replied. “I’ve been there before. It’s a noisy, smelly dive bar. I’m fine with the time but can we meet somewhere else?”

“Hmm, well, would you like to come over here?” Her mother said. “I could make a casserole. We could invite Babs as well. We could play cards or watch a movie? It would be terrific!”

“Uh, Mom! No way! God…” Daniella replied. “You are turning this into a total nightmare. You know what, give me Harold’s number and I will call him myself to set something up.”

“Are you sure sweetie? I don’t mind cooking.”

As Daniella sat in traffic she shook her head and balled her fist skyward. She loved her mom more than anything but seriously
…

“No thanks, Mom. Just the number, please.”

“Well, okay but you two kids are missing out on a great opportunity to spend time with folks that have been around the block once or twice.”

“Mom…” Daniella groaned. “Please… the number.”

After she jotted it down, Daniella said, “Okay Mom, well, I have to run.”

“Okay, honey. Promise me that you will let me know how the date goes!”

“I will, Mom. I promise.”

***

After Daniella arrived home, she put her things away and headed for the bathroom. She needed to shower, relax and clear her head a bit before Jett arrived. Once she finished, Daniella wrapped a towel around her body and made her way into her bedroom.

She plopped down on the bed and exhaled.
“God, I’m so tired…” she sighed. She picked up her cell phone to check the time. It was a little past seven and probably still too early for Jett to show up so she decided to instead lay down for a few minutes.

“Just a quick nap.” She whispered to herself. “Fifteen minutes is all I need.”

However, Daniella was more exhausted than she realized for almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, she was asleep. Soon afterward she started to dream. As she did, random vignettes of work, her mother and even Buttons flashed in her mind.

At some point, she heard a noise. It sounded at first like a light tap but soon grew in volume and intensity to the point it banged in her mind. Even so, nothing in her dream caused her to react to it and after a while, it faded as a new visualization entered her mind.

However difficult things were with the whole Jett situation, Daniella was a young woman with needs. As of late, she neglected them time and again as life continued to pile endless crap upon her. But now, in her dreams, her unconscious would no longer be denied.

A sudden vision of Jett appeared in the haze of her sleep. Shirtless, he moved over her and as he did, Daniella
’s primal side searched the air for a whiff, a hint, of his scent. At last she caught it and as she did, her body shivered in response. She looked into his eyes and without any thought, she reached up towards his chiseled midsection with her left hand.

She exhaled a deep breath of pent up desire as her hand came in contact with his taut skin. At the same time, her right hand made a direct line to the burgeoning slickness between her thighs. Daniella felt the pace of her breath start to quicken as the tips of her fingers pressed into her pink, swollen lips.

She groaned as they did and she lurched upward towards Jett’s imaginary torso. Daniella’s tongue emerged from her mouth like a hungry serpent and licked at his flesh. As it meandered among the crevices and channels of muscle, her right hand made a slow, circular motion against her clit.

The seconds ticked by and as they did, Daniella sensed a huge rush of need swell within her. The pace and friction of her strokes started to increase and then, without warning, her left hand moved towards the entrance of her pussy. She slipped two fingers inside as Jett hovered over her. The combination of his presence above and her digits inside caused Daniella
’s body vibrate to the point of no return.

Suddenly, Jett spoke to her.

“Cum baby, do it…” he said. “I want to see it.”

“
Mmm, hmm…” she moaned as she sucked in her lower lip. “Mmm, hmm… mmm, hmmm…”

“That’s right, Daniella…” he whispered as he reached down and fondled her breasts.
“Cum for me.”

“
Ohhh, ohhh…” she groaned. Daniella gasped for breath as the moment neared. “Oh, I… I… aaahhhh!!!!” she cried out.

As her body rushed toward tipping point of climax, her eyes flipped open. There above her was Jett, in the flesh. Wordless, he looked into her eyes. She froze upon the precipice of orgasm.

“Jett… I….” She gasped as a strange mix of complete shock and the denial of climax engulfed her. “What are you…”  Daniella made a half hearted attempt to move away from him towards the wall behind her bed. He pursued her as she withdrew.

“No… Jett.” Daniella said. “We can’t… I can’t…” She shook her head back and forth as if she needed to convince herself.

“Okay…” he whispered as he moved between her legs. Jett nodded as his head descended towards hers.

Now awake,
aware and frustrated like never before, Daniella looked into his eyes as he approached. To dream about him was one thing but this was quite another. At least some part of her thought it was best to keep it all safe… a fantasy.

“Please no,” she whispered. “I can’t stop myself, I can’t resist you…”

Her nostrils filled with the scent of his masculine musk. Daniella found herself in the midst of a struggle between body and mind. In the moment, reason abandoned her and left to her instincts, there was but one choice left.

“Then don’t.” He said.

With that command, Daniella’s hands moved up the length of his tight, hard backside. She felt his pelvis press into the wetness between her thighs and she moaned as he leaned into her. Her fingers continued upwards until they made their way into his hair. She caressed and twirled it as his mouth neared hers.

He smiled and leaned in to her ear.
“Let me finish what you started.” He whispered.

Daniella
’s entire body exploded with goose pimples.

“
Ohhh, Goooddd…” she moaned. Her lips parted for an instant to offer a final paltry protest but as they did, his head moved towards her breasts. All at once, he started to squeeze, lick and kiss them. The deep ache she experienced in that instant caught her by surprise. As he massaged and fondled her tits, her back arched and she thrust her ample bosom upwards into his hungry mouth.

After a few moments, Daniella
’s hands fell away from his loose locks and towards his waist. With eagerness, she unbuttoned his jeans and fumbled for the zipper. Jett chuckled as she struggled to free him from the denim restraints. And then after a bit of assistance from him, she looked on with lust as he removed the last barrier between them.

Daniella
’s mouth dropped open when his spectacular cock emerged. It seemed like a lifetime passed her by since she last laid eyes upon it. Eager with lust, she groped for it in a desperate attempt to satiate the desire which consumed her. But Jett wagged his finger at her, swatted her hand away and with a sly smile made a slow descent between her thighs.

“Fuck…” she moaned as he neared her wet sex.

Jett groaned in approval and in the next moment, Daniella felt the heat of his tongue upon her. On pure instinct, she thrust her hips against his mouth. Still desperate for the release denied to her moments before, she rocked back and forth against his face with aggression. Jett’s right hand moved in a single smooth motion towards her belly where he rubbed it in slow circular motion.

“Relax…
” he said.

Daniella nodded and for the moment at least her climax remained at bay.

Then in a flourish, Jett slipped two fingers inside of her while at the same time his mouth applied unbearable suction against her mound.

Daniella bucked against his face.
“How…” she gasped. “Am I supposed… to… relax… when you do that?”

Jett chuckled as she suffered. Over the next several minutes his mouth, tongue and fingers drove her the brink of sexual insanity. Daniella imagined once she did climax it would be an unbearable experience. She fully expected she might not survive it but as Jett continued to drive her ecstasy to new heights, she somehow found the strength to see it through.

And then, all of a sudden, she was there… once again… where she was when she emerged from her dream. Climax bared down upon her and she felt at any moment, she would at last be set free. As bliss closed in, Daniella started to rock her hips back and forth against the heat of Jett’s mouth.

“
Mmm, hmmm…” she groaned as she thrust her fingers into his hair once again. “Yes, yes, yes….” She hissed.

In response, Jett stepped up his intensity and bared down upon her clit with abandon.

“Oh my….” Daniella gasped. “Oh my God.”

As he continued with masterful strokes of his fingers, Jett
’s mouth broke free of her pussy. “Is it time, Daniella?” He asked. “Are you ready?”

“I… shit… I…” Daniella moaned as she slapped the mattress and rocked her hips back and forth against his face. “Yes… yes…
yyyeeessss!!!” She cried out.

“Good,” he said. “Me too.”

“Wha…” Daniella grunted in a semi stupor.

Then in a flash of movement, muscle and momentum Jett flipped Daniella on all fours. Dazed from the chain of events, she barely managed to regain her wits when she felt the head of his shaft pressed into her.

“Ohh…” she gasped.

Jett lingered there for a fraction of a second and in one smooth motion, Daniella shuddered as he drove his cock inside of her.

“Holy shit, holy shit!” She cried out.

A mere grunt emerged from him as he plunged her depths. In the days and weeks since his disappearance, Daniella wondered if she would ever delight in the experience of his flesh and hers together again. So many things went wrong and were still wrong that the odds seemed stacked against it. Yet somehow in this brief, intimate moment nothing seemed beyond their reach as she relaxed into the bliss of surrender. Daniella felt Jett
’s cock continue to swell inside of her with each stroke. His large hands grabbed onto the ample flesh of her ass as he fucked her harder, deeper, stronger…

Daniella
’s legs began to shake beneath her. She braced herself with her hands and dropped her head down as Jett continued to accelerate the pace of his thrusts. His hard pelvis collided with her curves over and again until all of a sudden she felt his body harden like stone.

“Fuck!” He shouted. “Are you ready, Daniella?”

“Yes!” She screamed.

In a flash, she felt Jett grip her hard at the waist and before she realized it, he quickened the pace and force of his thrusts to an unprecedented level. Daniella
’s head bobbed back and forth between her arms as her now twice denied release leapt to the forefront of her awareness.

“
Mmm, hmmm…” she chanted. Her breasts swung back and forth as she lurched closer to her moment of ultimate joy.

“Yes, yes… I am… it’s….” She screamed.

“Yes!” Jett cried out.

“
Oooohhhh… ohhhh…” she moaned as she slammed her hips back into his dick. And then, she lost it. Once the full measure of all he had to offer filled her, she erupted at last. Daniella screamed and gripped at the sheets beneath her, tearing them in the process.