How To Build A Life Together: Chapter 12

Chapter 12 Jesse Pov

Immediately she said that she wanted her dress to match the color of my eyes. I knew that she was just as nervous as me and that she really did want me back and wasn’t just saying the words in the heat of the moment.

 All reservations about taking it slowly went out the window, and so I lifted her up in my arms, her legs immediately wrapping themselves around my waist, and carried her to my bed, which wasn’t far. 

I laid her carefully on the bed, looking her in the eyes to see if there was any sign of hesitation which I didn’t find. All I could see was eagerness and relief that this was happening, a good tell sign that she hadn’t been with anyone else.

“I missed you so much,” I say, smiling down at her.

“I thought about you every single day. I won’t ever leave you again.” I continued as I kissed her lips.

Wrapping her legs tighter around my waist, she says, “I am so glad you are back.”

I pull away from her for a bit to take off my shirt, bend back down and I start kissing her, trying my best to convey two years’ worth of emotions that were hidden away. I feel her fingers running through my hair pulling my head closer as she starts to thrust her hips upwards trying to get some friction.

Breaking up the kiss I say, “Let me take off this dress.”

 I bring my hands down to the hem of her dress and pull it upwards. Once the dress is off, I move my hands forward, holding her breasts for a while as I run my thumb and mouth around her nipples. Alex, in the meantime, is trying to take my shorts off but her attempts fail since she is pinned down under me; hence she has very little room for movement.

“Take your clothes off.” She whispers in my ear so I get off of her taking off my vest first and I see her lifting up her head a bit, presumably to see me better as I take off my clothes.

“You look better than I remember.” She says, smiling towards me,

“Are you flirting with me?” I asked as I took off my last piece of clothing and climbed back on top of her on the bed.

“I always flirt with you.” She answered back, pushing me off by my shoulders until we switched positions.

“I see somethings still haven’t changed,” I said as I put the left hand on her lower back while the right moved from her hair down her neck and chest to her breast, then her tummy before joining the left hand on her lower back. With both hands on her lower back, I can reposition her until my shaft comes into contact with her clit. I hear her moan and her body starts to move involuntarily, looking for more friction.

“I don’t have any protection with me,” I said, quickly losing the remaining sense of responsibility left in my body.

She bends down, kissing me, then takes my penis directing it towards her opening sinks down on it and says, “We don’t need it. At least not for today.”