Inseparable: A New Adult Erotic Romance (7 page)

"What about the shows on TV where people lived in houses?"

"What TV? We never had a TV either. I knew about it, of course, and I watched stuff when I stayed at Polly’s house, but didn’t watch regularly enough to get familiar with any shows. I read books, and since they were made up stories for the most part, I never really knew which parts were real and which were made up until I got older."

They hung their towels over the curtain rod and held hands as they walked into the bedroom. "The candles are nice." She still felt a little strange being courted by him.

Guarding her heart against him was hard as he drew her in with his kindness and sweet nature. He was so grateful for her attention and affection that he gorged on her like a starving child finally allowed to eat at a full table. It wasn’t the sex, which had been spectacular, but the little things like reminding him to do something or remembering he said he needed something in passing. He had almost cried when he saw she had picked up the toothpaste and toothbrushes for the girls’ bathroom. It made her hate Sophie even more for hurting him so much that he reacted this way now to simple kindness.

He kissed her tenderly, taking a deep breath that tickled her face. "I’m glad you like them. I just wish I could do more. Flowers, or wine, or something."

"You are all I need. I just wish you’d finally believe me. You’re enough. I feel overwhelmed when you smile at me. I want to cry when you kiss me. I could die of happiness when you’re inside me. You’re enough. Not what you do, not where you work, not the things you give me. You, just you."

He kissed her again, passion rising as he pushed her toward the bed. "I want to return the favor," he whispered as he guided her to lay on her stomach with her hips in the air. She was breathless as he stroked her ass, his fingertips moving slowly from her waist to her thighs, tickling along in between. He was still standing next to the bed when his fingers slipped inside her slit.

"What are you going to do?" she asked, quivering in anticipation.

He knelt behind her on the bed and kissed one cheek, then the other. His hot breath touched her as he moved to kiss her in between, forcing her to grip the sheets. "I'm going to have you for dinner."

The words made her back arch, opening her up to his lips and fingers. His strong hands pulled her cheeks apart and allowed his tongue to trace down until all she could do was gasp and press against his lips. Before she could catch her breath, his warm tongue returned to her sensitive, puckered opening and made circles until she moaned out loud.

"Spread your legs a little," he whispered. When she did as he asked, she pulled a pillow over to bite as his fingers opened her slit to his hungry mouth. With his tongue teasing her lips and nub, she felt his thumb pressing against her tightly closed bud, spreading his slippery saliva. Panting and biting the pillow, he teased her along until she was pulsing and whimpering from her first orgasm.

"Oh, fuck, I need you inside me," she whispered. "I can't take this anymore."

He slipped a finger inside her wet opening, pressing down to give his mouth space to lick back and forth between both openings. She shook as the sensations mounted, his palm rubbing firmly against her mons to match the flexing of her hips. At her second release, she cried out and pushed hard against his palm. "Fuck me or I'm going to die!"

"This is making me hot enough to go again. You want it this way?"

"No," she said as she sat up, shaking her head until he sat back to let her move. After getting out one of his larger condoms, she tore open the package with her teeth. He tugged himself erect enough for her to roll it down. She took over, bringing him to a full erection with her hands and mouth while he kept her hair out of her face to watch her work. Before long he was beginning to hold his breath from the sensations. "Lay down on your back," she said.

When he got into position, she smiled at him and slid her leg over his stomach while lifting his shaft up with her fingers.Their eyes were locked together as she moved down to push him inside, her opening wet and ready, spreading out to accept his now familiar girth. She kept her hands on his chest as she began to rock, the tempo increasing as his hands moved to her hips. The dim light let her see his face as he began to breathe deeply, smiling with affection as his passion brought a flush to his cheeks.

They were nearly silent, only the soft, wet sounds of their bodies and their quickening breaths could be heard. She leaned down slowly, pushing hard against him, grinding her mons against him with each stroke. As she reached his lips, she finally shut her eyes and kissed him, her shuddering breath announcing the arrival of her orgasm. She pushed down, holding herself still, letting the sensation roll over her as her muscles tensed, and then everything relaxed as she collapsed on his chest.

He gripped her hips to continue to push against her limp body. "I'm so close," he begged. "Just a little more."

She put her hands down on the bed and pushed herself back up. Staring at his face, she rode him faster, her breasts swaying as he watched them move. His thrusts became more demanding as his fingers gripped her hips, dragging her down hard against him. "Come for me," she whispered. "That's all I want. Just you."

"Oh Julie," he muttered, prompted by her words to a faster pace. "I'm yours."

"I want to feel you let go. Can you do that for me?" She squeezed her inner muscles to grip his shaft and rode him harder. "You're so close. You feel like iron inside me."

"Oh, God, I can't hold it," he panted, then pulled her down to strain until his face turned red. "Fuck!"

She felt the pulses of his release and kept moving for him as he collapsed against the bed. "That's what I needed," she whispered to him, then bent to kiss his lips as she slipped off beside him to nestle against his side. "Just you."

"Just you," he whispered to her after she had fallen asleep.

J
ulie woke up in the middle of the night to find herself alone in the dark bedroom.

"Jack?"

"Down here," she heard his voice from down the hall. Julie got out of bed and walked down the girls’ room. He had turned on the lights to let the glow-in-the-dark paint soak up the light, then kept turning it off and on to see the day and night scene.

"This is so fucking cool, Julie. I’m going to have to put a lock on the light switch or the girls will break it off playing with it." He chuckled and shook his head, turning it on and off one last time.

"Can’t sleep?" she whispered as he took her hand and led her back to bed.

"Yeah, but not in a bad way. I was just lying there thinking about what comes next when I remembered the mural. Once I get the girls on the weekends and things settle down, I’m curious about what we’ll decide to do. We haven’t really talked about things that far out yet."

"I’m not in a hurry to, honestly. I’d prefer to stay out of the girls’ lives for the most part, at least until we figure things out. It’s only been a month, Jack. We have plenty of time." She grabbed Jack's hand and pulled, leading him back down the hall and toward the bed.

"You’re right, of course. I suppose you still think I’m just on the rebound?" he asked as they both crawled back into bed. He had a smile when he asked it and looked at her when she answered.

"Technically, yes. But I’ve had more fun with you the last month than I ever dreamed. My best friend Polly keeps teasing me that I’ve been kidnapped. She keeps texting me bizarre offers for my ransom. The last offer was a pound of dark chocolate and a dozen dried shrimp."

"Sea bob!"

"What's a sea bob?" she asked.

"It's French for shrimp. Man, I haven’t had Cajun Peanuts in years."

"You’ve eaten dried shrimp? I thought she was being funny."

Jack turned on his side to face her. "Oh, yeah, down home in Louisiana you can get'em right next to the patate chips in any convenience store. I used to eat them all the time for a snack."

"Seriously? Like dried up crunchy shrimp?"

"Sure! They are salted and dehydrated until they are about halfway between chewy and crunchy. They rock!"

Julie laughed at his enthusiasm. "Well then I guess I’ll have to try them."

"We can pick some up when we go visit my parents this summer." He leaned over and kissed her shoulder.

"Uh..."

"What, you don’t want to meet the infamous Claire and Garson Brousard? You’ll love my Mom, seriously. You both hate Sophie, so you’ll have plenty to talk about."

Julie chuckled, rolled over, and put her face next to his. "Why are we talking about this? I told you I wanted to wait to have these kinds of discussions."

"Well, you haven’t kissed me yet, so I figure you wanted to talk some more."

"I can fix that," she said as she scooted up to nibble on his lower lip. He sighed as she cupped his balls and began to slowly move her hand up his shaft. Jack began to kiss her back and then pushed her over on her back so he could kiss down her neck. Julie relaxed and let him do what he wanted.

Jack kissed her breasts gently, feeling along the edges of her nipples with his fingertips and tongue. When they responded, he touched them carefully and kissed each one softly, almost like he was exploring instead of trying to excite her. Even in the dim light in the room she could tell his eyes were open as he squeezed and moved her breasts.

"What are you doing?" she asked with a laugh in her voice.

"Sometimes I just like to look. I don’t know, I’m fascinated with your body. I don’t have boobs after all."

"Well, just be careful with them. My period will be starting soon and they’re a little tender right now."

"Yes, ma’am. Have I told you how much I love the little blond hairs you have trailing down your stomach? And I don’t know if anyone has mentioned this to you before, but your belly button is certifiably perfect, seriously." He kissed each area he admired very softly and sweetly.

Julie laughed, "You’re a nut."

"I admire your attention to personal grooming as well." He kissed lower. "This lovely mound looks good enough to eat." He kissed her right at the top of her slit and just barely slipped his tongue in. "You have a lovely flavor as well." He licked a little deeper making her shut her eyes and whisper air in response. "Not quite ready yet."

Jack continued down, kissing along her thighs without tickling her too much. "You have very shapely legs, you know. Your knees are perfectly proportioned. Your calves are firm and I especially like when you stand on your toes to reach for something when you’re barefoot." He kissed downward until he got to her ankle, then sat up and took one foot in his hands. He massaged her arch and kissed her instep, then kissed the tip of each toe.

"Jack, this tour of my body is having an interesting effect on me." She reached down and slipped her fingers past her mons and between her lips. "I believe this spot might be ready for review now."

Jack put her foot down and bent down to kiss her fingers as they played. "Yes, I think you're right." She tried to move her fingers out of the way as he lay down, but Jack pulled them back. "No, I want to see you this time, but I reserve the right to help."

Julie was a little self-conscious about how her nether regions looked, but was too hot to be bothered that much. She slid her fingers around to make the whole area slippery as Jack’s warm breath tickled. She began to rub circles as she felt his fingers touch and explore slowly. His attention was definitely a turn on as the sensations made by both their fingers warmed her up.

Jack’s tongue touched her busy fingers and she moved enough to allow him to participate without breaking her rhythm. The combination of fingers, tongue, and breath was forcing her to move her hips slowly and keep her eyes shut. Jack stayed at the edges wanting to taste and see, but as things got closer she had the overwhelming urge to just close her legs and rub it out.

Jack finally leaned in and slid his hands under her thighs, putting his whole mouth over her opening while she continued to focus on her nub. He slid his tongue inside her and swirled it around and down. Julie was gasping and pushing hard against his face as her hand began to move up and down directly on her nub. When she began to cry out, Jack held her tight so she couldn’t push him away, keeping his tongue on her as if he wanted to taste her release.

When it passed, he pulled back enough to lightly kiss her mons, his face glistening in the dim light. "Did you get to see?" Julie whispered as her body tingled in the afterglow.

"No, but I did taste. Piquant, with a savory body and a nice clean finish. If I had to guess I’d say it was a vintage Julie bottled this year." He kissed her again on her mons before moving to lie next to her.

"You smell like me now." Julie kissed him on the tip of his nose. "That was wonderful, by the way. I don’t know that anyone has ever complimented me so specifically before."

He lay on his side and wrapped her in his arms. "Anytime," he said, and in minutes they were both asleep.

***

T
hey had to work quickly the following morning to put the twin beds together before Sophie came by with the girls. They removed the plastic sheeting that had protected the furniture in the room, and then moved the dresser, beds, and night stands back into the locations the girls had chosen. The room was charming and light, exactly as she had imagined it, and ready for their first weekend visit.

Julie put on her Bigger Bounce uniform and grabbed everything of hers before leaving. She knew there were already enough of her touches around the apartment to annoy Sophie, but didn’t want an extra toothbrush or feminine product to create more problems for Jack. When they kissed goodbye at the door, he had a funny look on his face, almost like he wanted to cry.

"What, Babe?" She touched his face as she smiled at him.

"Nothing. Just sometimes I feel like I’m on a ship heading out to the rigs in the gulf again. The heavy swells made me wish I was on back on solid ground. Lots of heavy swells right now, just feeling a little overwhelmed. I’m looking forward to some quiet, boring times soon."