Cockpit: A Second Chance Romance (9 page)

Her hands slid down my stomach as I pulled to a stop in front of my digs. Then she brushed my thigh. My cock lurched to attention and I moaned, hoping she couldn't hear it over the roar of the engine. I took a breath, turned the key and dismounted.

I held my helmet over my lap. It was barely big enough to cover my hard on. She looked so sweet and innocent as she got off the bike.

Then she looked me over and licked her lips.

Oh. My. Lord. Sweet, innocent Jenny
did
have something on her mind. The same thing as I did apparently. I took her hand and pulled her against me, giving into the desire I'd had to kiss her all night.

Her lips parted underneath mine and I brushed my hands over her back, then up under the jacket. My hands slid to her waist and I stopped, leaning my forehead against hers.

"We better... go inside."

She nodded and took my hand as I led her to my townhouse. I went to the kitchen as she looked around and offered her a glass of water. She accepted it, and I found myself watching her lips as she drank.

She set the glass down and we stared at each other for exactly one heartbeat. Then we were on each other, leaning against the kitchen counter as we started frantically tearing each other's clothes off. I kept kissing her, pausing for a split second as I pulled her dress up and over her head. I felt her tugging my shirt off and lifted my arms.

Our chests came together in an explosive kiss. Her bra was simple. Just a layer of thin white cotton that did nothing to hide the hardness of her nipples. I moaned as they scraped against my chest, sending tingles through my entire body. My hands reached for the back of her bra, unhooking it and sliding it over her shoulders.

I gasped at the sight of her perfect breasts. She was so beautiful, so touchable, for a moment I was not sure where to start. I kissed her again, wanting to feel those luscious globes against me. Then I bent forward, worshiping them with my mouth one at a time. Her hands were in my hair, tugging me up a few minutes later.

I hoisted her onto the kitchen counter and tore her panties off her. She whimpered as I dove head first between her thighs. Licking, and stroking and touching. She tried to close her thighs against the onslaught of sensation but I gripped them, holding them open.

I looked up at her, the question in my eyes.

"Let me."

She was out of breath, her beautiful face flushed. But she nodded. With a moan I lowered my head again and got to work, sliding my tongue up and down the line between her puffy pink lips.

She was perfect. Small, sweet, and plump. Just begging for a man's lips and tongue to taste her. And his fingers. And his cock.

Unffff...

I worked up to her clit, using my fingers to open her sweet honeyhole. I swirled my tongue against the hard little nub, fast and light. Her hips jerked.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

And then Jenny erupted. I felt my face get wet and sticky as she creamed all over me. Her body shook so I held her down, finishing the job. She was crying out, making the sweet high-pitched noises that I remembered so well.

It was a few minutes later when I stood up, wiping my face off on the back of my arm. I stared at her hungrily, wanting to dive into her. But I didn't want to rush her. I needed her permission.

"Jenny... I'm going to lose my mind if I don't fuck you now. Please, Jenny..."

She nodded and I felt a rush of relief. I stared at her gorgeous face as I dropped my pants, tugging my cock free. I pulled a condom out of my pocket and rolled it on, my dress pants still around my ankles.

Jenny watched me, her beautiful eyes glued to my cock. I could have sworn it got even bigger, just from her staring at it. She turned me on that much.

I gripped her hips, tugging her to the very edge of the counter. Then I braced one hand against the upper cabinets behind her and slowly pressed inside her.
 

She was tight, almost too tight. I knew instantly she hadn't been with anyone in a long time. I didn't want to think about what she'd done while I was overseas, but I knew she hadn't dated a lot and I was fucking glad about it.

A man can tell these things.

I told her to hold on tight and I went to town.

All my manners, all my politeness was gone. I was an animal now and I was taking what I wanted.

What was mine.

My woman.

I plunged in and out of her, the suction of her sweetness keeping me from going too fast. I wanted this to last. I wanted this to-

Jenny wrapped her legs around me and locked her ankles behind my back. Then she arched against me. We were flush against each other when she started to undulate against me like a wave.

Oh fuck...

I roared and felt my cock expand. I pumped myself into her, knowing I was close. Knowing there was nothing I could do to stop it.

She bit my neck and I came, feeling her body answer mine with an orgasm of her own. She bore down on me, squeezing my cock so hard it hurt. But in a good way.

A very, very good way.

I felt my balls pulse as my seed came barreling up and out of my cockhead, pushing against the rubber blocking the way. I cursed as I drove into her again and again until I was drained.

It took a damn long time.

It had
been
a damn long time.

I leaned my forehead against hers and smiled.

There were no words to explain what had just happened between us. It had been off the charts hot. Even now, I knew I was going to have to have her again.

And soon.

The clock was ticking.

Jenny

✈

The carpeted stairs under my back were creating static as I rubbed up against them. I could feel my hair lifting off my head in all directions as Jagger shifted my thigh to get deeper inside me. I had a pretty good feeling I was going to end up with rug burn on my ass but I didn't care.

I was insatiable for him. He was desperate for me too. It was like we were both starving and this was the only thing that would end that hunger. And we were definitely doing our best to scratch the itch.

We'd already screwed once in the kitchen.

We'd been heading for the bedroom upstairs when we'd started kissing.

We hadn't made it all the way to the second floor.

I moaned, arching my back as I started to come. I was shaking helplessly, pinned down by the hard spear of his cock. Jagger crooned soft love words to me, encouraging me to reach for it. I did.

The world shattered around me as I clung to him. We were the only two people on Earth in that moment. I held on for dear life as he rode me through my orgasm and beyond, until I was a quivering, shivering mess.

"Jenny... Oh God... Jenny..."

He was starting to lose his steady tempo. I felt him swell inside me. He was close, I could tell.

As much as I loved it when he fucked me, I loved the ending part the best. I loved making him lose control. I loved watching him come.

So I looked into his eyes. And squeezed.

Jagger shouted something garbled as his hips bucked wildly against mine. He looked like a wild man as he strained against the tide of pleasure that was washing us both away. My body started to shake with another orgasm as the energy between us zinged back and forth.

We were electric. Connected. Not just on the physical level either.

This was a spiritual experience.

I was still coming as he slowed his frantic thrusting. He stayed inside me, encouraging me to come harder, just a little bit more baby... to come for him.

I did.

I screamed as his finger brushed my clit. He was braced above me on the stairs, one hand snaking between us to toy with me. To push me over the edge, from higher than I'd ever been before. I fell, convulsing as he held me immobile with his still-hard cock.

"Jesus, Jenny... God, you are so beautiful... that's it baby... fuck, you are making me hard again."

I was panting as he started to fuck me again. I shook my head, begging for a moment to gather myself together again. He stayed inside me, slowing the tempo of his lovemaking.

"Thirsty, sweetheart?"

I nodded and he lifted his body off mine. He brought me a glass of water and I sipped it gratefully. Then he finished the glass in one long gulp.

"Come on. I think we should probably try and finish this on the bed."

"What time is it?"

He grinned at me.

"You said you had until one, right?"

I nodded, leaning on him as we climbed the stairs. He slid his hand down to my ass and squeezed.

"We have time."

The cool sheets felt like bliss after the sweaty sex we'd had on the scratchy carpeted stairs. I leaned back and he followed me down, kissing his way up my thighs.

I had a moment of panic, wondering again, what he would say when I told him about Hallie. Then I pushed it aside as he crawled up my body to kiss my lips.

Whatever this was... whatever it could be. I was going to enjoy it for as long as possible.

Chapter Twelve

Jagger

✈

"Jenny... oh God... Fuck! We gotta stop soon."

"Hmm... keep going."

I moaned as I slid into her sweetness again and again. The first two times were quick. But this time, I was holding on with everything I had. Neither one of us wanted this to end.

But it was half past midnight. That gave us exactly thirty minutes to finish, get dressed and get her sweet little ass across town.

Hopefully not looking like she'd been fucking for three hours straight.

That... might not go over well with the General.

So yeah, we had to hurry up.

She sighed, her hips rising to meet my shaft as it embedded itself deep inside her. She was so wet that I slid right in, despite the snug fit. I was braced above her, staring down at her beautiful face as she tossed her head back and forth on the pillow.

I watched her, thinking this was pretty much the most beautiful sight on Earth.

My sweet Jenny was coming again.

That was it. I couldn't take it anymore. I gripped her hips hard as I unleashed. I came even harder this time. It reminded me of how we'd fucked all night that time before I'd shipped off.

How the condom had broke.

How amazing that happy little accident had felt.

Yeah, I'd love to go skin on skin with little Miss Jenny again. Maybe... maybe she could go on the pill or something. I'd sure as shit like to feel every inch of her creaming all over my cock again. But this was almost as good.

My whole body started shaking with the force of my orgasm. I leaned my head on the pillow next to hers as I unloaded everything I had. It was a damn lot, considering it was our third go. I rolled to the side, taking her with me.

I wanted to hold her all night. Not just tonight either. I wanted to hold her
every
damn night.

I lay there, holding her close, suddenly worried that she didn't feel the same.

But I wouldn't let that stop me. I'd make her want me back, no matter what it took. I'd take her out, charm her, woo her. She'd fall for me, just as surely as I was falling for her.

Had
fallen for her. Past tense. It had happened the first damn time we met.

I kissed her and helped her get dressed. Most of our clothes were downstairs so I got the rare treat of watching her sweet hiney as it went down the stairs, her long red hair brushing her bare skin as she walked. I was grinning by the time I'd scooped her dress off the kitchen floor.

I kissed her again and again as we hurried to get dressed. It was almost like I couldn't help myself. I
had
to kiss her and touch her as much as possible. I couldn't have stopped myself if I tried.

So I didn't even bother to.

We stepped outside and she turned to me.

"How do I look?"

"Beautiful."

She sighed in relief.

"And freshly fucked."

She smacked my shoulder.

"Jagger!"

I grinned.

"I'm just kidding. You look like a beautiful..."

I kissed her hand.

"...elegant..."

I pulled her against me and kissed her lips.

"...lady."

She smiled at me.

"That's much better."

I couldn't stop myself from kissing her deeply again. Just one more time. Even though we were cutting it close.

"Come on sweetheart. Let me walk you home."

Jenny

✈

I sighed, sitting in the rocking chair in Hallie's room. I was freshly showered and in a clean nightgown. But there was no way in hell I was falling asleep.

Jagger had pretty much blown my ever lovin' mind tonight.

He was kind and gentle and sweet and passionate... and filthy. Very, very filthy. He'd proven that when we did it. Over and over and over again.

But it was how he'd been before we got to his place that was keeping me from getting any rest tonight.

The story he'd told me about his childhood had changed everything. I could just see him, a tough but adorable little boy, looking after the other kids who needed him. He was a born protector.

I don't know why I hadn't seen it to begin with.

Well, to be honest, I had seen it. That first night together, I'd been starry eyed. Just about everything Jagger said or did had felt and seemed perfect. But I'd let those rumors about him ruin everything. I could have told him everything so long ago. I could have kept in touch, instead of just worrying if he was okay.

And I
had
worried. I'd checked the reports for his name, more often than I would ever admit to anyone. But maybe that was natural. Anyone who loved an active military man or woman, they would tell you how it was. When I was a little kid and my dad was far away, my mother and I had both gone through it.

You pretend not to worry, but it's pretty much there all the time. You had to just get up and get on with your day. But it was always there. Worrying became like breathing.

You did it every minute of every day.

That's when it hit me. I'd felt that way when he shipped off. Even after I'd heard the rumors about him.

I was in love with Derek Jagger. I think I had been, ever since that night. That crazy, perfect, unforgettable night.