A/N – Hello everyone. I am adding in this note after completing the below chapter and honestly cant say anything more right now than please read and review. I had no idea the smutty scene between Eric and Jackie was going to go on for as long as it did, or be as graphic. I feel a little like they probably will the morning after, right now ….
All I can say before letting you read on is,
SMUT WARNING – The 'sex' scene between J/E gets very graphic so I'm fairly sure its M and not T. I shall think about changing the rating sometime later ( tonight or tomorrow) but please be warned. If you are too young or don't usually read M stories, then please don't read.
The rest of you , I really really hope you enjoy reading.
Chapter 2 – Hot temptations, Sweet Sensations
Summer of 78 - Point Place, Wisconsin
8pm - Same day
Eric had popped down to the basement as soon as they had gotten back to check if Fez was waiting around, but the basement had been dark and empty.
He really must have gone with Hyde then. Eric marvelled again at how zoned out he must have been this week not to have noticed.
He had then gone back to his room for a shower. A light rain had started on their way back, but even that hadn't reduced the humidity outside. It was a hot summer evening.
The usual thoughts about Donna that had plagued him and given him restless nights for weeks now filled his mind again as the cool water washed over him.
But surprisingly, they were interrupted by random thoughts of the friend he had spent the day with.
What a strange mix of child and woman she was, he thought. She had still been clutching the cuddly toy to her as she had walked in to his kitchen – at such times, she looked even younger than her age.
But he could have sworn he saw her eyes flash with heat for a second when his fingers had brushed her skin in the car….and he had seen the blush spread across her face as she got hastily out of the car right after…..
Why had he done that? He wondered.
Yes, there had been a couple of girls he had hung out with after his break up with Donna….
That cheerleader whose name he couldn't remember now, a girl who worked at the movie theatre whose name also he couldn't recollect, he had almost made out with his cousin when she had come on to him strongly during her last visit…
But Jackie wasn't some random girl he could touch or kiss on a one off night when he was feeling particularly low about his break up, and then forget about the next day or in a few days' time…..she was one of the gang …and he had better remember that.
She was probably gone home now, he thought as he dressed in a knee length baggy shorts and short sleeve shirt that were suited to the sultry humid evening.
Jackie saw the surprise flash across his face as he walked down the stairs and was met with the sight of her perched on his sofa.
She had never been down here at this time of the evening before….it was past the Forman's dinner time now and the parents were busy with their night time television routine before bedtime.
Eric had grabbed a sandwich on his way down, having refused the heavy dinner his mom had prepared that night.
He offered some to Jackie as he sat down, wincing a little at the saccharine romantic movie playing out on the TV screen.
She refused the snack, having barely picked at the food that had pressed on her earlier that evening.
'Eric, Is it okay if I stay here a while longer, I can let myself out later through the basement door when I feel like going home…..'
'Stay as long as you want to, Jackie…..but I'm not really sure it's a good idea for you to walk home by yourself later in the night …..You could bunk out in Laurie's room instead ….well, unless the thought of sleeping in her bed turns your stomach ….'
She didn't feel anything much really at the thought of being in Laurie's room or bed, where her once boyfriend had cheated on her a year ago with Eric's slutty sister…..she must be almost completely over him then.
'Okay…thanks'
Eric thought about going upstairs after finishing his sandwich, leaving her in peace to enjoy the chick flick she had been intently watching.
But in the end, he stayed, completing forgetting about his plan to flee soon. They talked for hours, the movie long forgotten by the time the ending credits rolled by.
He knew he must sound like a broken disc but he found himself venting his confusion all over again and in some detail.
Why had Donna seemed to get so serious about Casey in so short a period of time? Shouldn't it have been him who moved on angrily after being spurned over the ring? And her who had pined and regretted throwing away what they had?
'Eric, you are an idiot' the brunette had interrupted his monologue exasperatedly at one point. 'You have a convenient memory, but the whole dating other people thing was your idea'
'And you did move on before she did…..Casey wasn't in the picture yet when you came down here ready to sleep with your cousin, she had barely started dating him when you made out with my fellow cheerleader whose name I bet you don't even remember now …Would that have been better for you then, if she had just kissed and made out with a few random guys instead of hanging out with the one guy?'
He was nonplussed for a moment before replying.
' Jackie, come on ….you all knew I hung out with those girls just to push Donna to want to get back together again ….and, anyway, it hurt too much to be the one to be left behind with a broken heart while she moved on …but she never had the pain of seeing me get serious about any one of those girls …oh, and by the way, just for the record, I would not have really done anything with that liar Penny even if my parents hadn't walked in right then….'
Jackie had to smile.
'But everything you said, is true of Donna as well, moron…..Can't you see that….she started dating Casey because she felt torn to pieces when you casually suggested moving on and dating other people…she kept dating him because it was safer to do that then to handle the complications of still wanting you when you had broken up with her …..
'And for the record, Eric Forman, she never agreed to do 'it' with that creep Casey despite the many times he wanted her to …'
Her voice softened considerably…
'Eric, you gotta stop tormenting yourself like this. She would have broken it off with him eventually even if he had stayed around; she knows you're the one for her…just like you know she's the one for you ….both of you gotta stop letting your egos get in the way of getting back together.'
'Let yourself be happy again, Eric. She didn't come back to you because Casey left her. You would have been the one she wanted to be with, even if a thousand Casey's got down on one knee to her.'
When he turned to look at her, he looked like an unbearable weight had suddenly been moved off his shoulders; his green eyes were sparkling in the dim light of the basement.
'Jackie, thank you 'she was surprised when he moved across the sofa and enveloped her in an affectionate hug.
'You're welcome' She said ' Now you better get your butt out on a plane to California soon and get her back home where she belongs. If you want to leave Michael to rot in California though, that wouldn't be a bad thing'
He pulled back and searched her face.
'Jackie, I'm so sorry, I've been so absorbed in my own misery, I haven't even worried about Fez missing for days or you showing up here each day with tear streaks all over your face…..'
He paused wondering what he could say about Kelso to make the situation better. How did you defend an old and valued friend who ran out without a word on his long-time girlfriend ….
'Eric, it's okay' she moved gently away and sat back again on the sofa. 'I'm not pining over Michael or anything like that'
' I think a part of me always knew he wasn't the one, to be honest, I wasn't really surprised when he ran….only someone who was really delusional would think Michael Kelso was ready for marriage and commitment…'
He was surprised that there was no anger or bitterness in her voice when she spoke of Kelso only resigned affection.
You never stopped loving a friend even when you knew all their flaws.
'Jackie, then why ….'
Why had she been crying so much this past week then ….
'Well, I still felt somewhat sad that he ran like he did, he could have stayed and talked it over with me, been there for me as a friend even if he couldn't be anything else…..I felt sad that the dream of what I knew Michael was capable of being someday would stay just that, at least for me, only a silly dream …..I felt sad that I had stayed a couple of years in a relationship when I had known all along that we weren't the one for each other ….I still feel sad and sorry for myself in some way about his cheating spells , I think that's going to make it pretty hard for me to trust again in the future…..'
She took a few deep breaths and curled herself up into the sofa before continuing. He had to fight the impulse to place a comforting arm around her again.
He did move closer though, straining to hear what she was whispering.
'But most of all, I'm sad that I don't have either a boyfriend or my best friend to lean on …..my mom walked out angrily on my dad a few weeks ago, on yet another of her 'trips'… after she found proof of what she had long been suspecting ….that he was having a serious affair with his secretary at work…I don't know which is better, when she comes back home and they have another drunken violent fight or when she leaves and I don't even know where she is…..'
The tears had started slipping down her cheeks and she could see the shock on his face. He must be wondering if his parents were the only normal happy couple in Point Place, right now.
'Jackie, is that the reason you were so reluctant to go home today, …your mom isn't there, and you don't even know where she is ?...The pity in his voice rang out loud and clear.
She was on her feet in seconds, her eyes flashing.
'Don't you pity me, you ….you Star Wars loving geek. My daddy could buy everything in this run down house …' She couldn't go on; she knew she sounded like a sulky child and the empathy with which he was looking at her made her feel like completely breaking down.
She turned blindly, heading toward the door, forgetting her promise to stay in Laurie's room.
'Jackie, wait, no …..Please don't leave …..' He caught her near the door, and turned her to him, holding her against him as she cried on his shoulder.
He didn't let go, holding her as she cried for long minutes. The pain and humiliation of having parents who cheated on their marriage, the embarrassment of an ex-boyfriend who had bailed on her all came pouring out as hot tears.
She rallied herself quickly.
Jackie Burkhart was a strong person underneath the fragile exterior. The tears that had poured out had made her feel better, lighter somehow. She sniffed against his shirt and her voice sounded more like herself when she spoke next.
'You tell anyone about my parents and I will make you feel miserable about ever being born, Eric'
She could feel him smiling against her hair and she gave a small smile herself.
Okay, so everything was better then. He was going to Donna, maybe as soon as tomorrow. And she was going to go shopping tomorrow and hope her mom called to say she was still alive.
Everything was fine, she thought.
Then why was she still clutching him, her face buried in the crook of his neck and shoulder. Why was she so conscious of his hands, placed in the small of her back, moving slowly in a comforting rhythm to calm her down…?
She had done the right thing and she should feel happier right now then she did. She had dispelled Eric's confusion over the Casey horror and made him see the light. He was going to do the right thing now. She had proved herself strong by not crying over Michael this time.
Then why was she feeling bitter instead of smug?
Because she always did the right thing, she thought self-deprecatingly. The safe thing that good girls did.
She had taken Michael back after he cheated, she kept trying to convince her parents to forgive each other and stay together …she had even stayed on talking terms with Laurie instead of killing her…..
She had seen the look in Eric's eyes that evening just before she got out of the car and had done the right thing yet again by reminding him where his heart was …..
Had Donna wondered about how much it might hurt her, Jackie, that Kelso was running out on her?…..why hadn't Donna done what she would have done in her place ….turned down Kelso's offer of a ride and given him a good talking down to for wanting to bail without a word ….and then come looking for her …..Jackie would have happily gone along with her to California …
When was she ever going to be like the others and do something for herself, because she really wanted to do it and not because it was the right thing to do …when was she ever going to seize the moment?
They had downed a couple of beers earlier in the night while the movie was on and now the combination of an empty stomach and alcohol was making her feel lightheaded …..
Or was it the way he felt beneath her hands that were placed on his back …..
She raised her head slowly to look at him not realising that he had been feeling strangely lightheaded too these past few minutes….
At first, he had barely noticed the feel of her pressing into him as she had cried ….his focus had been on calming her down and trying to say the right thing to soothe her ….but as she had calmed and stilled in his arms, he was left wondering as well if it was the alcohol imbibed earlier that was making him feel a little breathless …
He could feel the soft silky material of her skirt teasing against his legs …..The fragrance of her hair was indefinable …..Somewhat like Jackie herself, innocent Disney Princess and Seductive Vixen all rolled into one tiny package…..
When she moved her head up to look at him, her lips lightly grazed against his neck …..He couldn't deny that his blood heated suddenly.
He acknowledged to himself that he was getting turned on by the feel of her in his arms. He better put some distance between them fast before he did something they both would regret forever.
'Jackie' He said clearing his throat slightly as she looked up at him, still holding onto him ' Uh, Why don't I go upstairs and get both of us something warm to drink, why don't you sit down a while and see if there's another lame movie on…..'
He barely knew what he was saying as he gently made to pull away. Even up this close, it was hard to pin down what colour her eyes were but they were glittering in the moonlight reflecting off the door.
The light must be casting illusions because it looked to him as though her gaze was focussed on his lips, he really needed to get upstairs and drink or eat something.
She would be shocked if she knew the thoughts running through his 'typical disgusting male' mind right now, he was sure.
But as it turned out, it was he who was shocked when she spoke next.
She had taken a tiny barely discernible step forward as he pulled back, keeping herself in the circle of his arms. Her attention was caught by how beautifully sculpted his lips looked…again almost feline in how gorgeously they were shaped, but undeniably sexy at the same time …
She remembered the times she had walked in when he was kissing Donna ….she had thought once or twice that it had looked like he was a really good kisser before laughing the thought immediately away and burning him to make up for it ….
She rarely ever had these kinds of urges, in fact she never did. Sex with Michael was more about pleasing and appeasing him, rather than satisfying any longing that she had ever had …..Just this once, how would it feel to kiss someone because she desperately wanted to know what it would feel like …..? Just one small kiss ….
'Eric' Her voice was husky and sent a shiver through him 'Kiss me….just this once….one small kiss…..I want to know what it feels like …'
She could feel his body tense and his breathing immediately quicken. His mouth opened to speak but nothing came out, his eyes had dropped to her lips as well now.
Again he reminded himself that this was Jackie, not some random girl that he could forget about after a couple of drunken kisses …..
One small kiss?...
He leaned forward and pecked on her the lips ….once and then again…. The barely there kiss felt affectionate, almost brotherly…
But even the light contact stirred her senses. How different he felt from Michael….
Michael would have parted her lips with his tongue, exploring avidly inside, the moment the kiss started …..His mouth on hers would feel hot and his kisses were always deep and wet.
This was completely different. Eric's closed lips felt cool on hers, despite the heat she could feel coming off his skin where her hands met his back…he made no move to pry open her lips with his tongue….but she found herself opening her lips and inviting him inside of her own accord…..she had wanted more than a peck when she had asked for a kiss ….
Eric tried one more time before responding to her come-on's to deepen the kiss ….
'Jackie, I haven't actually really been with any girl since the break-up. It's been a long time….I can't promise I won't do something stupid if we don't stop this now …..'
She didn't seem to be fazed by his desperate plea. 'Just one kiss, Eric' she whispered again as his mouth came down on hers at last for a proper kiss.
Ohmigod.
She had seen the way he moved his lips when he kissed before, and had already known on some level that he was probably an amazing kisser…..but this was beyond what she could have imagined in her limited experience …
Her body went into sensory overload as his lips moved on hers.
It felt like he had started another conversation with her through the kiss, one where no words were required …..his tongue asked for permission by sweeping against her lips again and again until she opened up enough for him to be sure that she wanted him to come inside ….while his tongue was making sensual forays inside her lips, his lips continued to suck on hers, pulling her lower lip between his and gently grazing the soft skin …..
His hands had moved from her back to her hips, gently holding her. But he kept them there as the first kiss led to the second one …not letting them explore elsewhere.
The kiss felt very different for Eric too…
He and Donna had enjoyed many an hour long kissing session in the Cruiser, during the months when she hadn't felt ready to go 'all the way' yet…..and to make up for that, she had learnt to bring him almost to the point of release with just her kisses sometimes. She would suck on his tongue, taking it deep into her mouth, let her hands rove all over him at the same time ….making him dizzy with anticipation for when she would let him inside her …..
Jackie didn't do any of that …..And yet the blood was rushing in his ears just now, before leaving his head completely on their run southward …
She didn't put her tongue in his mouth or play with his; she didn't actively suck or nibble …..But she was somehow turning him unbearably by letting him see what his kiss was doing to her ….
After seconds of his mouth moving on hers, she seemed to melt completely in his arms. Her head fell back against his shoulder, she let her entire weight fall against him, not so much because she appeared to be trying to arouse him, but it felt like she had leaned against him because her knees had completely given way….
Her hands moved up to his face, one hand cupping his neck, as she yielded her mouth to him completely. He could hear the soft cry she made, of confusion, fear and pleasure all mixed in, and all his nerves caught fire in response.
Was it really Jackie here, the pushy girl who insulted him all the time and looked at him with disdain?
Was this the same girl he could feel trembling in his arms right now?
He knew he was close to losing his head and that he had to stop this. Because it felt like she would fall down if he let go of her right now and tried walking away, he decided to sit her down on the couch and then focus on making himself take his hands and mouth off her.
He was going to half drag her to the battered sofa, but realised when he started walking that it was just as easy to lift her weight off the floor and walk over himself, before laying her gently down. Her hands were still twined around his neck and he gave into the question in her eyes and lay down beside her, his body half covering hers.
One more kiss?...
His mouth came down again on hers, but this time, he interspersed the meeting of their lips with gentle kisses elsewhere, her jaw, the side of her neck, her hairline….always coming back to her lips, the pressure of his mouth increasing with each passing kiss as their urge to do more grew.
He broke off the kiss when he felt her tongue shyly sweep over his lips …..
Laying his fevered forehead against hers, he tried to calm his breathing so he could speak.
'Jackie, please ….we have to stop….you were upset and you don't know what you're doing….tell me to stop, Jackie …'
'Yes, you're right ….we have to stop…..get off me, Eric …' Her lips forced the words out and she did in fact know on some level that they had to stop. But all she could really focus on at the moment was that she had never felt this way before.
She felt like someone waking up after a deep sleep ….her senses alive fully for the first time ….
The first few times with Michael had been really uncomfortable and painful …..after that, he had promised to hold off coming inside her before she was ready ….but she always felt as if the timer was on during 'foreplay' …the clinical term sounding apt for the 10 minutes of rushed groping, pressing and squeezing before he was impatient to get inside her and move toward release.
She had learnt to enjoy it because she felt close to him during sex and she loved it when he held her afterward ….but she had never felt the trembling sensations she had read about in books…..
She had thought maybe she wasn't built to be that way, perhaps only girls like Laurie could really enjoy sex, and she had shrugged her faint disappointment off.
But these past few minutes had proved her wrong.
All Eric had done was kiss her a few times and she was flushed and warm all over. Places she was rarely aware of in her body were tingling and there was an ache in her lower stomach she had never felt before either…
They had already done something they shouldn't have, they had kissed and embraced …and lay down next to each other ….how would just another few minutes make things worse than they already were …..She was going to go to hell anyway for what had happened thus far …
She wanted just a few more minutes of this and then she swore to God she would walk away even if she had to run down the streets of Point Place alone in the middle of the night …
'Eric' She whispered, looking into his eyes 'Wow, you're a really awesome kisser'
His eyes closed for a minute as he searched for the strength to stop this now.
His legs felt like they had turned to jelly on hearing her husky seductive compliment.
And then, just as he was raising himself up off the sofa gingerly, she took his hand and placed it on her petite but curvy bust.
'Jackie !'….. Parts of him leaped up in response to this new contact and he was thankful that he was in baggy concealing shorts right then.
'Eric, please ….I've never felt this way before….I want to know if this will feel amazing too , let's stop in a few minutes …..'
She really must be inexperienced he thought desperately, if she thought guys were capable of stopping after a certain point of arousal ….
'Please Eric…..' She whispered again, and he lowered himself down again. A man would have to be gay or dead to resist her right now….
He moved his lips to her throat where a single bead of sweat had been glistening there for a while now in the damp heat of the basement …..He licked it off, feeling what was left of the blood in his head leave and pool downward at the place where he was now hard and aching.
God, even her sweat tasted sweet …..
He swallowed heavily before moving his attention to where Jackie had placed his fingers. He stroked her with his hands, trying to stay gentle.
But she made it even harder for him to do that, when she closed her eyes and let her head fall back, her lips parted and sighs of pleasure coming from her throat. He could see the pulse beating rapidly in her throat and gave into what his body was urging him to do.
He placed his lips against her breasts. They were still covered by the thin material of her floaty dress…..it would have been the easiest thing in the world to slip the spaghetti straps off and allow himself to touch and feel bare skin, but he let the dress stay in place instead.
After a few minutes of his tongue and lips moving over her chest, she couldn't hide from him how much it was turning her on. Her legs parted and her hips arched upward, asking for further contact.
He stopped then, and moved his lips back to her face, lightly nibbling her ear for a minute.
She turned and looked at him; their eyes spoke for a minute.
'Okay Eric, let's stop…..let me get up please ….' Her voice sounded painful and raw, and shockingly, she had felt her panties get damp a while ago, when his lips had been sucking on her breasts … How ironic, that for the first time, her body was demanding , clamouring for penetration ….when it couldn't possibly get what it wanted …
She laid her hands against his chest and pushed slightly.
'Jackie, wait ….just give me a minute, please'…His voice sounded even scratchier than hers.
He knew he was going to have to own up to what had happened tonight to Donna, at some point in the future …. Would another 10 minutes change anything as long as he focussed on Jackie and not his own pleasure….
He wasn't usually cocky about his prowess in bed, but even he could tell that she was wet and ready. To stop now completely would be painful for her as well, and he wanted to help her find release before leaving her.
Even if it meant he walked away moments later with his arousal having reached crushingly painful heights …
'Jackie, wait …let me just touch you….for a few more minutes'.
His intent was clear as his hand moved downward and rested on the curve of her hip.
After all the brazen urging she had been doing, she was surprised to feel herself blush.
'Eric, no, it's okay…..I don't think -'
His hand was gently sliding her dress upward past her thighs.
His fingers were now smoothing the material of her lacy panties…..
He couldn't help it, he raised his head and looked at the spot that his hands were touching …..
Her panties were probably the most barely there pair of thongs that he had ever seen, coloured in light lavender.
She had been wearing this the whole day, underneath her short dress?
Her hand stopped his when he gently tried pulling them down.
'No, Eric…' Her voice trailed off, she didn't want to take them off when he still had all his clothes on and no intention of taking them off.
'Okay…' How had she never noticed before how sexy his voice was? It wasn't typically very deep, but had such a sensual timbre to it…..
He kept her panties in place, touching her through the barrier of the thin lacy material.
Her breath caught as his fingers gently stroked deeper and deeper at the spot where he could feel how wet she was right now.
He kissed her neck as his hand continued taking her higher and higher.
His erection was pressed up against her hip and he tamped down tightly on the urge to grind against her to relieve some of the pressure.
Feeling her sweet reactions to his touch and the cries she was making, he also successfully fought the urge to place his mouth where his hand was. The plan had been to help her find her release, not to linger any further….
As his hands pressed down on all the secret spots she had beneath her panties, the pressure he applied getting firm and heavy, she came …with the most sexy cry he had heard in a long time ….one that left him shaking too ….
He felt her breathing slowly calm as the aftershocks slowed …..there were a few tears running down her face again and he kissed them away before burying his face in her hair for a moment meant to steel himself.
She could feel him throbbing insistently against her thigh. It felt urgent and painful.
' Eric,….let me do the same thing …..' She was moving her hand already toward him, when he pulled himself off the couch and got up in one lithe motion.
'Jackie, stay here, okay ….I'll be back in a few minutes…..'
She nodded and was blown away when he paused to cover her with a ratty old blanket lying over the arm of the couch before walking away.
She saw him go to the basement door and latch it on top where he knew she couldn't reach up to unlock. He was that scared that she might decide to walk home in the dead hours between night and dawn.
'Stay put; sleep if you want to …...Use Laurie's room if you feel like it …..'
He was gone…..
Authors Note -
Not sure if flowers or brickbats are headed my way, and after writing that, all I can think of write now is getting some sleep ….So, please review soon and let me know if you felt it went well….
The next chapter will be the morning after and closure of sorts…..but there will be an epilogue either within chapter 3 or separately. J/E deserve a satisfying end after their obvious chemistry in this chapter , don't you think ?
