If You Only Knew.
Chapter 26 – Morning After.
A Few Hours Later;
Drea's POV;
For the whole night – Jeff and I had been making love and there hadn't seemed to be an end in sight but I didn't actually want there to be an end in sight because I had never felt so completely connected with a man before. I had, had connections but nothing like this burning – almost – consuming link with the man that I knew I was in love with. It was painful to be with him and not tell him what I was feeling but he hadn't mentioned what he felt for me – and I didn't want him to think that I was rushing it.
Sometime around 5.30 we had both collapsed sweating, exhausted and out of breath. Even though we both wanted to continue – we knew that we were completely drained of energy and slowly we drifted in to sleep wrapped around one another; like snakes snaring their victims.
As I lay in slumber I could feel my body rejuvenating towards more energy and that would definitely mean more love making. That statement left me somewhat bewildered – I had thought that I had love made to me before but after what Jeff and I shared – it most definitely hadn't been anything more than sex. The heights that Jeff seemed able to take me too were far beyond anything and anyone from my past. My levels were rising and my need was beginning to push through the haze of sleep. And that was when I felt it – the sharp sting of nibbling in my inner thighs.
Struggling to wake up; my eyes fluttered open and landed on the bunch in the sheets between my legs – my head rolled to the side but Jeff wasn't there and that was when I felt the hot breath blowing slowly over my thighs. The feel of his soft fingers gliding against my flesh was more than I could begin to bear but he wasn't done with me apparently – the daylight had brought a newly charged man in to my wake and I didn't want this to ever end. I didn't think that my hunger for him would ever be satisfied especially if this was anything to go by. I desperately wanted to reciprocate the way his lips were inching closer to the spot that could turn me in to his willing victim.
My breath became lodged deep in the back of my throat as I felt the smooth sensation of the flat of his tongue brushing long and delicately against my slit. My entire being seemed to shiver with the kind of excitement that could rival that of a dare devil taking another chance for something life threatening. My thighs began to tremble violently until I felt the confident press of Jeff's hands on either side of them pushing them sideways.
"Mmmmm!" A low growl came from under the black sheet and I couldn't seem to string a cohesive thought together from the way it made me feel.
Something on a much deeper level inside of me gripped on to Jeff tightly and I couldn't suddenly stop thinking about spending the rest of my life with this man. When we had come together the previous times during the night – it had felt weird that it didn't feel weird. I thought that stepping over that line of friends in to lovers would have brought some kind of weird feeling but there had been nothing. It had been almost as if we had both just waited for this to happen.
"You taste good!" He growled from still under the sheets.
I was still trembling and shivering so much that I couldn't seem to find my voice – it was suddenly like I had become mute during the sleep that I had, had. I wanted to tell him not to stop, I wanted to tell him to keep going but every time my lips moved the silence would jump from deep inside.
"I know you're awake – mmmmm – come on baby; talk to me!" He groaned once again.
'Jesus I want to scream at the top of my lungs Jeff but something's wrong; I can't make a noise! What have you done to me?' I screamed out in my head.
Slowly the sheets moved and his head slid up my body until he was face to face with me. The concern sparkled in his radiant green eyes and I couldn't pull out of their intensity if the desire had so wished me to. The small flicker of fear and uncertainty flashed over his features for the merest second before I smiled at him unable to do anything else and the upturning of his lips pulled at the corners until it looked like his eyes were smiling too.
"Jeff –!" I managed to get out softly and a little croaky at the same time.
"You thirsty?" He asked me and I nodded my head hoping that maybe some lubricant on my throat would help me be able to talk properly instead of looking at him like I was some descendent of the Rain Man.
Without another word being said – he jumped from the bed and jolted out of the room as if he were on a mission. Laying back on the pillows and staring at the ceiling; I thought about all that had taken place between us in the past 6-7 hours. I had never thought that we would ever get our acts together and just give in to one another but here we were completely together and nothing seemed able to penetrate our connection to one another.
For all the fear that I had felt at giving myself to my best friend – I had found myself completely calm about what had taken place in this bed over the past hours. If I hadn't met that psychic yesterday then maybe this wouldn't have happened yet but then again it might have because I knew that resisting the urge to make that final and complete connection with him had been getting harder and harder to do. Every time we were alone with one another I couldn't fight the desire that had been tugging at my heart or the way my insides ached to feel that powerful rush of giving yourself to someone completely. I hadn't had that since Daniel had died – and now as I thought about my husband; I was more than peaceful about him being gone. I knew that he wasn't in pain and I knew that he was watching over me; not that I had ever doubted that but just knowing it and knowing that he was ok with Jeff and me being together just made everything else seem to click in to place.
Not even Phoebe could ruin this calm feeling settling in to my bones – my life had finally come together. I had my work, I had my new salon opening soon, I had my best friends around me and I had the most perfect, gorgeous and wonderful boyfriend that I could have ever asked for.
In many ways Daniel had taught me so much about being with someone and showing and sharing love with them. Without him, I doubt that I would have been able to make anything with anyone – let alone with Jeff – work.
A few seconds later Jeff rushed back in to the room carrying a glass of water for me. I could see that he was concerned and once I had gulped half the glass down, I reached for him and pulled him to me; gently brushing the loose strands of hair, that had fallen while he slept, out of his beautiful features.
Was beautiful the right word?
It just didn't seem to warrant the right amount of description of what Jeff was. He was so much more than what words could describe in the looks department. Then there was the man that he was on top of that – he was one of those individuals who just seemed to make people gravitate towards him without so much as a twitch of his nose.
"I'm fine baby – you may resume!" I smiled brushing my lips to his attentively and watching the way his eyes sparkled with that smile once again.
"You're sure?" He asked breaking the kiss long enough to ask me his question before lightly brushing his lips against mine time and time again in such an agonizingly slow motion that once again I was trembling out of control.
"Mmhmm!" I mumbled nodding my head and relaxing backwards as once again his lips moved slowly down my exposed neck; the gentle prickle of his teeth biting in to the flesh aroused another more powerful wave of excitement to rise in me.
My eyes closed as the delirium began to sink in to every bone in my body until I felt heavy and completely relaxed. This was a new feeling for me – I had never felt so subdued when having sex but I gave Jeff the reins; because there really was no point in fighting the power that he had over me. I was at his mercy and he knew it. My fingers tangled themselves in his multi-coloured hair and wasn't at all surprised that the long locks began to tumbled through my fingers like satin; giving the same feeling of sand slipping through your fingers.
"Mmmmmmm," I couldn't stop myself from moaning out when his lips brushed lightly against my already erect nipples.
Unable to stop himself; he continued teasing me in ways that I were sure to be illegal in many states. My insides constricted with the excitement that he had racing through my body and the way his hands seemed intent on massaging and tracing against every single area of flesh – I was a mess of writhing limbs under him as my hands gripped for the sheet and twirled them tightly until my flesh was turning a white colour. Once again my breath became lodged in the back of my throat and I was unable to string a recognisable thought together.
"!" My voice tore out of me in a long strangled gargle but damn it he was driving me crazy.
Every inch of my body was on a heightened arousal – ripples of goose bumps erupted over my flesh and I was panting to get much needed air in to my deprived lungs as his lips clamped around my breast and I was unable to ascertain what he was doing with it but the arousal that it stirred deep inside me back to show its evidence by leaking on to the sheet underneath me.
Nothing in my life had ever felt this animalistically full of pleasure – I was falling end over end in the rip tide that was threatening to drag me away from my sanity.
Why had I never had this kind of sex before?
Why had I never been with a man who had me literally forgetting who I was?
Had I had to go through everything that I had so that I could appreciate this more when I got it?
Long primal growls and snarls were coming from deep in Jeff's throat as he continued to work me in to the kind of state that I swore had to be illegal in 'every' state. I never wanted to recover from this moment – I didn't want him to ever stop making feel like this – it was like all my feelings before had been dull and struggling to remain lit but this was like open my eyes for the very first time and seeing the bright world around me.
While his fingers teased my free nipple in to a hardened peak, I was fighting to remain conscious – most people would say that it wasn't possible to pass out from having foreplay but clearly none of those people had ever had Jeff Hardy working them up in to a frenzy that would be hard to come down from. I couldn't see anything but the red passion that was sparking before my eyes and I was drowning in the way he was doing everything in his power to make me a writhing mess underneath his powerful build that was keeping me pinned to the bed.
Jeff's POV;
Ever since I had woken up about an hour ago – I had just lain on my side watching this beautiful sleeping peacefully next to me. The wonder of the way her long lashes brushed against her cheeks, the small parting of her bee stung lips curled upwards every now and again and the way her long blond hair fanned out on the black pillow case making her look like a Angel completely unaware of her own pull.
It was like her body was buzzing with static and chemistry towards me – calling me closer and closer until my lips were lightly grazing against the soft smooth flesh of her neck until she was letting out content little moans of pleasure and that seemed to be all it took for me to give in to the feeling and just allow myself to enjoy her sinful body once again.
After a long night of love making – most people would have needed a day to recoup but damn it; I never wanted to stop doing this to her. I wanted the rest of my life to be about pleasing her in ways that no one had ever done in the past. I knew that she had to feel it – I had felt it so strongly that we had never had this kind of deep rooted connection and I had to wonder if maybe our friendship had been the basis of this feeling. Looking up in to her eyes for a mere second was like looking in to a deep ocean of desire and passion that seemed to glow as the sliver of light from the open curtains bounced off them. I was drowning and I couldn't stand the feeling before pulling my lips from her breast and placing light feather kisses to every inch of her exposed flesh – the way her flesh seemed to ripple against my invasion, the way her breathing became completely laboured and almost lodged in the back of her throat and the way her fingers slowly reached for my hair once again and began pushing me closer to her body until I was nipping gently at the glistening flesh.
My tongue carved long lines of my intent in to the flesh of her body and the tremble began quickly – we were lost in one another completely. I knew that I could never walk away from her – she had me completely at her mercy. I never wanted to leave this warm and safe bubble that we had wrapped around ourselves.
"Mmmmm – ooooohhhhh Jeff mmmmmm that feels good!" She panted as my tongue slowly circled her navel.
Just the exotic tone in her beautiful tone was enough to drive me straight past desire in to animalistic want. Licking down the centre of her pelvis until my tongue was brushing against the wet lips of her pussy. It still amazed me at how easily I could turn this woman on.
The sweet taste of her flesh was inviting, it was lingering on my taste buds and invading every inch of my brain. And just like that I was hit with a consuming sense that we were going to be together forever – neither of us believed in marriage all that much – Drea especially since she had lost Daniel – and I knew that it didn't matter whether or not we had a piece of paper or a piece of jewellery on each other's fingers – we were both aware of the change in our relationship and we both seemed happy enough and content enough to accept that fate had finally brought us together.
The sweet aromatic essence of her nectar slid down my throat as I continued to tease her – I wanted her to feel everything that I had been wishing to do to her since we had both admitted how we really felt about one another.
My eyes began to run up over the panting body that I was driving out of its mind; she was wriggling on the bed, she was writhing, she was panting and heaving and I loved just watching the effects that I was having on her.
Slowly as my hands pinned her hips to the bed; I allowed the tip of my tongue to slide in to her waiting chamber. The huge almost relieved sigh reached my ears and with a rush that went straight to my head – my cock decided that it was time to wake up. Unable to stop the growl that grew from deep in my lungs until it was bouncing off the walls of the bedroom.
"Ooooohhhhhh God don't stop there!" She pleaded with me looking down at me just as the tip of my tongue remained where it was; just the shallowest of penetration that had her hips struggling to push her pussy all over my tongue.
The heat and moist cave was drawing me in – her muscles were constricting to the point where I was fighting every urge to ram so deeply in to her that I could feel my heart ready to burst out of my chest with the rapid beat that it had formed from the thought alone.
"!" She begged me.
Who was I to deny her when she looked at me like that?
A long primal growl escaped in to her burning chamber and I could feel the way it seemed to vibrate all the way through her. My tongue pushed in to her until I could feel the quiver from either side clamping down on me fearful that I would pull away from the sensitive flesh.
Not a chance! I thought to myself.
I could feel the way the thin threaded veins were pulsating against my invasion and the way her muscles were fighting to keep me buried as deep as the could and as I watched her eyes close and her head fall back on to the pillow – I knew that if I just pushed against her a little harder I would reach that most sensitive spot deep within her core.
Driving through the clamping muscles until I felt the spark of my tongue resting against that little nub of pleasure and I could see her head snap up as her eyes flipped open with nothing but pure and unadulterated passion shining towards me. As my tongue worked her in to a frenzy; my eyes couldn't stop watching the way she was slowly coming undone. The way her tiny little fingers gripped the sheet around her hands tightly, the way her eyes were fluttering between open and closed and the way her chest was heaving desperately trying to get much needed air in to her deprived lungs.
Satisfied that I was working her up; my tongue began to rub against the small collection of nerves until her back was pushing off the bed and I couldn't keep her pinned any longer.
Slowly her hips picked the rhythm that I was using and thrust towards me in time to meet every stroke that I inflicted on her insides. The tightness of her muscles began almost instantly and I could feel the gentle ripple beginning to rock through her. Keeping my pace slow and calculated; I revelled in the way she was writhing around and mumbling my name as the ripple increased slowly.
"Mmmmmmmm Jjjjjjjjeeeeeefffffffff!" She cried out as the release hit her like a tidal wave and a hot stream of her cum flowed in to my mouth in an unforgiving manner.
Sliding my finger in to reached her violently quivering clit and she was shooting up off the bed and panting desperately and her eyes were rolling back in her head as her hot fluid continued to pump in to my mouth and wash away any memories I had of other women.
There was definitely no doubt in my head that this woman was the one. She always had been and always would be. It didn't matter that it had taken us this long to get together – all that mattered was that we were together now.
Working my tongue viciously at her insides until she was collapsing in a sweaty mess on the mattress and breathing heavier than I had ever heard from her. Kissing my way back up her body until she was shivering all over again. Nothing was ever going to be the same between us again and I was more than ok with that.
"I love you Drea," I whispered resting my forehead against hers.
"I love you too baby," She replied smiling at me.
We both knew one another well enough to know that there really was no point in questioning what the other was saying because we knew that the other never said anything that they didn't mean. It was one of the benefits of being friends before we took it to this level – I couldn't have asked for a better friend over the years.
Drea had been there when I had lost my Mom.
Drea had been there when I got my first gig at the WWE.
Drea had been there when I signed my first contract with the WWE.
Drea had been there through my suspensions.
Drea had never questioned me during those times – all she had ever done was show me supportive and understanding. After all I had put my body through over the years – it had been unfair to ask me to chose my career over my health but that was what the WWE had ultimately asked me to do and when I failed their wellness programme they had every right to suspend me.
Drea had been there when I lost everything that I owned in the house fire last year and she had always given me her support – even when I just wanted to be left alone to sink in the self pity that had threatened to grip me – she wouldn't let me give up on myself and she wouldn't let the self pity take over.
Every part of my life had memories of Drea being by my side as my best friend and now she wasn't just my best friend – she was my lover, my girlfriend and more than ever, I knew that she was soul mate.
Nothing could ever come between that and if they tried, I would fight tooth and nail to make sure that they didn't break us.
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