Warning -- this chapter has a rating of NC-17
Series: Snapshots of the Past
Getting To Know You
Chapter 18
Disclaimer: See Chapter 1
Previously: Jed and Abbey exchanged Christmas presents and one thing led to another.
Summary: Jed and Abbey finally take their relationship to the next level.
"Abbey, no, we have to stop…"Jed groaned harshly and pulled away from his girlfriend's embrace.
Abbey stared at him, her eyes wide with shock, yet still glittering with desire. Her lips were wet and swollen from his kisses. Her chest was still heaving with exertion. Her blouse was unbuttoned, revealing the chaste white lace bra that barely contained the swells of her gorgeous full breasts. Breasts that just a moment before he had been caressing and kneading.
"What did I do?" The hurt and confusion were evident in her softly voiced question as she began to re-button her blouse with shaking fingers.
"You didn't do anything. It's just, I want you so much sometimes I think I'm going to go crazy because of it."
"Then why did you stop?"
"Because I can't do this anymore. I can't kiss you and touch you and not make love to you. Every night after being with you, I hurt so badly. I've taken so many cold showers I think I'm going to turn into an ice cube. I don't know how much longer I can stop."
"Then don't." Abbey looked up from buttoning her blouse, her green gaze connecting with his tormented blue one.
"Don't what?"
"Don't stop."
She reached her hand out to press it against the bulge between his legs. It was nothing new to her. She had felt that hard bulge night after night, against her belly, against her thigh, against her hand. But, tonight - tonight she wanted to feel him inside her. Stopping before making love had not been any easier on her. She was tired of going to bed itchy and edgy and aching. She was tired of fantasizing and wondering what it would be like to have sex with Jed.
"Abbey do you know what you're saying?" Jed's finger traced along her soft cheekbone. The lights of the Christmas tree were blinking in her eyes, dancing in her fiery hair. He wanted her more than he'd ever wanted anything in his life. But now was not the time to be selfish. He needed to know that she was sure of what she was asking of him.
"I love you, Jed. You love me. There is no way that what we feel can be a sin. Make love to me, Jed." Abbey took his hand from her cheek and placed it over her breast in a silent, final invitation.
"I do love you, Abbey." His lips were mere inches from hers. "And I want this to be perfect for you."
"It will be."
"How do you know?" He pressed his lips to hers lightly, lovingly.
"Because it will be you." She opened her mouth deepening the kiss, touching her tongue to his and, suddenly, there was no longer a need for words.
Everything they wanted, everything they needed, everything they felt could only be expressed by exploring hands and ragged sighs. They stopped kissing only when they needed to break apart to remove clothing and by the time they were naked they were both shaking with need and nerves. The last time they had gone this far, Abbey had been too busy trying to conceal her nervousness by trying to move things too far too fast.
Tonight was different.
Completely nude, Abbey leaned back on her elbows watching Jed divest himself of the last of his clothes, his jeans and underwear. He stood before her, naked and very aroused. Abbey felt a shiver of apprehension at seeing how big he had gotten and that was when she remembered this was going to hurt.
Jed saw her shiver and went down to his knees before her. "Are you cold, Abbey?"
"No."
She shook her head and reached her fingertips out to run lightly over the crisp sandy brown hair that was sprinkled over his chest. Her Jed, she reminded herself, this was her Jed and he would never hurt her. Her fingers moved lower over his flat stomach down the line of hair that flared into a thicket at his groin. With fascination she closed her hand around his straining shaft. She heard Jed groan, felt his involuntary forward thrust. His skin there was softer than she'd thought, like satin over such incredible hardness. She could feel his pulse surging through him and suddenly her fingertips came into contact with a pearl drop that spilled from the tip.
"Abbey!" Jed groaned harshly and pulled her hand away from him.
"Oh, Jed, I'm sorry. Did I?…" She trailed off embarrassed.
"No, but if you keep doing that I'm going to." He leaned back against the sofa, his eyes closed, willing himself to regain control of his body. When he opened them, Abbey was on her knees before him, a siren's smile on her face.
"Why are you smiling like that?" He was still breathing heavy.
"I'm glad you want me so much."
"More than anything, Abbey. I want you more than anything."
He leaned her back down on the floor, the firelight flickering over her gloriously nude body. He ran his fingers from her collarbone over the swells of her breasts to her nipples. He smiled at Abbey's soft gasp as his thumb repeatedly flicked over the sensitive tip until it was hard and distended. This was well-known territory. He loved Abbey's breasts, loved to touch them, caress them, loved how much pleasure it gave her. He bent his head and pressed his mouth into her skin, pulling it gently into his mouth and sliding his tongue over her repeatedly. Abbey's soft moan and the instinctive rise of her hips against him was all he needed to know about how much she was enjoying this.
His fingers moved lower, over her soft belly, the curve of her hip, to her center. Jed teased her, softly coaxing her to part her legs for him. Still, when he slid his fingers into her warm depths she slammed her legs closed trapping his hand between them.
Jed pulled away from her breast to gaze down into her face. "Does that make you feel uncomfortable?" He asked with concern.
"No, it's just…"Abbey blushed. "It's just…it feels so good."
"Nothing that feels that good can be wrong, Abbey."
Abbey nodded and parted her thighs, her breath coming in soft pants as Jed searched for the elusive little nub he'd read about. When Abbey gasped and arched he looked down at her and began to press his fingers in circles.
"Where did you learn to do that?" Her voice was a bit suspicious.
"'The Joy of Sex,'" He grinned down at her.
"You read 'The Joy of Sex'?"
"Yeah," his smile turned more sheepish. "I wanted everything to be perfect for you. I wanted to be good."
Leave it to Jed to study up on the subject, she thought with affection. "I'm glad you're such…a fast…learner."
"Am I? Did I find it?"
"I think so." She squirmed against his fingers. "But I want US, Jed. I'm ready. Please."
Jed nodded. He reached for his jeans and pulled his wallet out. Inside lay the foil-wrapped condoms he'd kept in there ever since their last abortive efforts. With clumsy, shaking fingers he worked to sheath himself in the latex.
"Here, let me help."
Feeling Abbey's fingers and watching them against his penis was almost Jed's undoing. "Abbey, honey, that's not helping."
He removed her hand and continued on, finally getting himself sheathed. Abbey lay back on the carpet, her eyes closed. This was really going to happen. Finally she was going to know Jed absolutely. Completely. Jed stared down her, butterflies racing in his stomach. He didn't want to hurt her and yet he knew there was no getting around it. He lay beside her and began kissing her again, his tongue stroking hers until she forgot about everything but wanting him. She barely even noticed it when he rolled over her and made himself at home between her legs. Her thighs relaxed and parted for him and suddenly he was pressed up hard against her. She wanted him. She wanted all of him.
Jed took himself in hand and found the entrance he was looking for. "Tell me if I hurt you, Abbey. I don't want to hurt you."
Abbey nodded biting her lip as she felt him probing for entry. He slid in just a ways and surprisingly enough, it didn't hurt. She just felt tight and full. It wasn't going to be so bad. She was just getting comfortable when Jed's hips pushed deeper and she gasped at the sharp pain.
"Abbey. Abbey, I'm sorry."
"It's okay." She panted. "Are you in?"
Jed looked down ruefully. Barely a quarter of him had penetrated her. "No. But I can stop." The truth was, he didn't know how he could. He wanted so badly to bury himself within her.
"No. No, just do it. It's like ripping off a Band-Aid, you just have to do it quick and fast or it will just hurt longer."
Jed grit his teeth and slammed his hips forward. She let out a high-pitched cry, but relaxed soon after. He was inside her, all the way inside her. He remained completely still in the cradle of her thighs feeling her muscles quivering around him. She held him so tenderly in her arms.
"Abbey, I'm sorry. I love you." He kissed the tear that trailed out from behind her closed eyelid.
She opened her green eyes and they were still swimming with tears and yet shining with love for him. "It's okay. I think I'm okay now, Jed. Make love to me."
Jed was tentative at first, unwilling to cause her more pain. And yet, while the first few thrusts caused Abbey to bite down hard on her bottom lip to keep from crying out with the pain, the more her body got used to the friction, the more she began to need it. She felt it again, that burgeoning feeling deep in her belly that had started when Jed stroked her between the thighs, the coiling of her internal muscles, the tightening of her thighs around his hips. She was making noises she was completely unaware of, caught up in the rising sensations of what was happening to her. She couldn't breathe, couldn't think, and, suddenly, with a loud cry she arched her back and went over the edge, her body tightening around Jed's, squeezing him.
From his first thrust Jed had been trying so hard to keep from ending this too soon, counting backwards from 100 to 1 in Latin. But at Abbey's first inner contraction, he let go of his control, feeling everything tighten in his groin and with an agonized groan of her name he thrust deeply in an explosion she could feel inside her.
He lay that way for what seemed like hours, feeling Abbey tracing the rivulets of sweat that ran down the small of his back with her fingertips. Then, realizing that he was still inside of her he gave a start. "Hey, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." She smiled. "You don't have to get up if you don't want to."
"Believe me, I'd like to stay buried inside you forever, but you must be sore." Jed lifted his hips from her and Abbey gave a slight wince as he slipped out of her body. She realized that she really was a bit sore.
"Yeah."
"It won't hurt so much the next time, will it?" There was concern in Jed's hooded blue eyes.
"It's not supposed to. Why, you ready for another round?"
Jed's eyes flew to hers with surprise, then saw the mischief dancing in her lovely green eyes. The old saucy Abbey was back. "I don't think I'm the issue here. I'm not the one tender and sore. I don't think you're quite ready for another round."
"I don't know, Jed," she teased, running her fingers over his masculine square jaw. "Now that I know what you're like in bed I might be jumping your bones at every turn. Is there anything else in that book you read that you'd like to share?"
"Oh, Sweetheart, we've only just touched the tip of the iceberg."
TBC