When Jonny woke up, he immediately registered the unfamiliar weight pressing into him. His instinct was to shove. Then the events of the prior evening rushed into his thoughts and blood rushed into his dick.
'Christ,' he sighed. Squirming a bit at the memories. Once fully awake, however, he barely moved. Because he wanted to hold her for as long as possible. It was nice holding her in the quiet. Just listening to her breathe. Totally content was the best way to describe it. He felt her wake up before she spoke.
"Hey," she whispered.
"Morning," he whispered back. A little disappointed. Worried that the dream would end as soon as she was awake. He did not want it to end. But also did not know what to say to make it last.
"Morning," she greeted. Sounding more awake. Running her hand across his bare chest, which REALLY did not help his morning wood.
"Unfortunately," he mumbled.
She bit her lip in response. Unsure of what to do or say either. Trying to will away the silence before it got awkward.
"Are you ok?" he asked. Stilling her hand on his chest and holding it in his instead.
"Yes," she answered quickly. "A little sore, but nothing unexpected," she added after closing her eyes and assessing how she actually felt.
"I'm sorry," he apologized. Rubbing her back gently. Hating that she hurt even if it was expected.
"Don't be," she laughed. Snuggling closer. Wanting to extend the moment in time. "Just muscles I need to work more," she concluded and felt him take a deep breath. "Okay...that sounded more salacious than intended, but you know what I mean."
"As long as you're alright," he said.
"I am," she promised. Sitting up and wrapping the bedspread around herself. Jonny sat up quickly, as well. Hiding his erection. He did not want her to see. But it was hard to control. She was beautiful. Smiling at him with her hair all over the place. Naked in his bed. He wanted to jump her again, but decided to compliment her instead. Until he figured out the new rules.
"You're so beautiful," he admitted. Hooking a stray strand behind her ear.
Jessie flashed to when he said that the night before and then what he did after saying it. She flushed and swallowed hard. The real memories were so much more intense than flashing back on a dream. She cleared her throat and tried to play it off. "You've got it backwards, Quest. You're supposed to sweet talk the girl BEFORE you take her to bed," she joked.
"I've always been an unconventional guy," he responded without hesitation and a charming smile.
She looked down and away, but smiled slowly. He watched her and waited. "I should go," she sighed.
"Can I tell you something first?" he rushed soberly, but froze when she met his gaze. He did not have anything in the chamber. Just wanted her to stay.
"Yes...anything," she told him seriously. He kept quiet. She could tell he was thinking too hard. "Jonny?" she prompted. Scared that he was trying to figure out how to let her down gently. Feeling the need to escape instead of risking the rejection.
"Sorry," he scratched his head. Like he did when he was nervous. "I just…uh..."
'Shit,' he thought. 'What do I say to her?'
Jessie did not know how to take the distressed look on his face. So, she decided it was time to make a graceful exit. "I should really leave before someone sees me," she deflected. Grabbing her shirt from the floor and throwing it over her head. Then she pulled on her shorts and practically sprang from his bed without worrying about her underwear.
"Jessie wait…I..."
She cut him off by jumping back on the bed and softly covering his lips with hers before he could get anything out that made sense.
Jonny deepened the kiss immediately and she let him for just a moment before pulling back reluctantly and putting a finger over his mouth. "I need you to know that last night...was amazing. YOU were amazing and I'll remember every moment for the rest of my life. It was perfect. Thank you for making it so perfect," she finished quietly. Kissing him one more time and then rushing from the room before he could see her tears.
Once safely inside her own room with the door locked, Jessie laid on her bed and cried for an hour. She had no real right or reason to be upset. It was all her doing and it was everything she had imagined. But it only made her want more and she did not know what to do with those feelings. How to navigate them without losing her best friend.
She knew this would happen. She knew her feelings would swell not lessen, but she pursued him anyway.
'Now what?' she asked herself.
XXX
Jonny walked into the kitchen an hour after Jessie's disappearing act and greeted his brother distractedly.
"Are you alright, Jonny?"
"Fine," he responded shortly. Taking a seat and pouring cereal.
"Can I help?" Hadji ventured. Unconvinced.
"I'm not sure," Jonny answered honestly. Also unsure how much he should reveal until he knew where he stood with her.
He could not rationalize her demeanor earlier and had been overthinking it ever since. Something was off. At first, she seemed fine. But she got weird when he tried to talk seriously. Admittedly, he tried and failed. Was she reacting to that? Taking it the wrong way? Or was she just trying to normalize? They had not spelled things out...but they were not together. They had not professed their love beforehand. At least she had not. Implying it was just a night between friends.
'A hot fucking night,' he thought. Picturing her naked. Underneath him. Saying his name. His name while her face scrunched up. 'Fuck...I'm in trouble. Stop thinking about her!'
"Jonny!"
"Huh...yeah?" he refocused on Hadji.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Nothing," Jonny shrugged. "Tired. Did you just curse?"
Hadji sighed and then decided to leave his brother to his thoughts.
Jonny's inner monologue continued as he ate. And his anxiety ramped up along the way. 'I told her I loved her. Maybe that freaked her out in the daylight?' He thought about that for a few minutes, but concluded it was equally likely that she did not remember him saying it. They were pretty far gone by that point. Ultimately, he kept coming back to the one idea he could not shake.
That she was upset when she left the room. No matter how his brain spun the conversation...she was definitely upset and he wanted to know why.
'Did she regret it?' he worried. 'Could I have hurt her?'
It was the last thought that got to him the most. He knew she was enjoying herself in the moment. He could tell and she had flat out told him, but things did get a little intense...
"I'll be right back," Jonny suddenly announced. Dropping his spoon and running back upstairs. He paused at her door for a few seconds and then knocked before losing his nerve.
The door opened so fast that it surprised him and he took a big step back. She was right there.
"What's wrong?" she asked. Immediately noticing the worried look on his face. She headed for the stairs instead of waiting for an answer. Attempting to act cool.
"Oh…nothing," he recovered. Assessing that she looked fine and jogging to fall in step beside her. "Are you really ok?" he whispered. Conscious of other ears.
"I'm fine," she smiled, but it seemed forced to him.
"Jess," he huffed in frustration. Done playing games. Grabbing her hand to prevent her from entering the kitchen. Pressing her against the hall wall gently. Instantly losing his train of thought once he had her close. "I…uh," he started, but was quickly distracted by her eyes.
Jessie was distracted too. He was so close that she could feel him breathing. Which made her remember how good his hot breath felt on her neck as he chased his final orgasm the previous night. How it felt to be closer to him than anyone. The almost desperate way they were fucking by the end. Like they would never get another chance. He put her right back in that moment with a single touch.
Caught up and suddenly unaware of her surroundings, Jessie closed in on his lips. Kissing him possessively.
Jonny reacted in a heartbeat. Fighting for control of the kiss. Pressing his body into hers. Running one hand up the front of her shirt and under her bra. No pausing this time. Making a relieved noise against her lips once he was touching her again. Trailing his other hand to her ass and pulling. She did not need any encouragement. Eagerly rolling her hips with his. Wanting him again.
All common sense was lost. Despite the fact that their mutual best friend was in the next room or that Mrs. Evans could arrive at any moment. They unconsciously shifted toward the stairs. Jonny could barely form a sentence, but knew he needed to get her to his bed. With that sole focus, he picked her up and turned quickly as she wrapped herself around him.
The sound of shattering glass brought them back to reality. Jumping apart. Both breathing heavily and momentarily confused. In their haste to get upstairs again they bumped into an accent table and sent a vase flying.
Hadji appeared around the corner before either could acknowledge what had happened.
"Guys," he scolded in exasperation. "How many times has father told you not to horse around by the expensive pieces."
"Once too little," Jonny managed to quip without enthusiasm. Trying to catch Jessie's eye.
"I'll grab a broom," Hadji added in an annoyed tone.
"I'll help," Jessie spoke up. Jumping on the excuse to leave and catch her bearings.
"Jess…," Jonny tried to stop her, but she kept walking. "Shit," he spat.
XXX
"Give me a break," Jonny smiled. They had been sitting around the kitchen table for forty minutes laughing at an old photo album. Jessie shot him an amused look and pointed to another picture of him. He was about seven years old and dressed in a Superman cape. It was not Halloween.
"It's not my fault you provided the most fodder throughout our formative years," she grinned. Meeting his eyes again. She had mostly avoided them since Hadji's interruption.
She looked away quickly, however, and it ripped at his heart. He needed to get her alone.
"You guys wanna take a walk?" Jonny suggested. "I think I've had enough of memory lane for the day."
"Sounds good to me," Hadji piped in. "I was out earlier. It's not that chilly."
"Ace?" Jonny prompted with a huge grin.
"Sure. Let me put on some shoes. I'll meet you guys outside," she agreed.
"So what's going on with you two?" Hadji asked as soon as Jessie was out of earshot.
"What do you mean?" Jonny replied. Heading for the door and wanting to change the subject.
Hadji rolled his eyes and followed. "How long have we known each other?" he asked in response. "I can tell when something's wrong."
"It's…actually can you do me a favor?" Jonny asked after hesitating.
"Name it," Hadji offered.
Jonny looked over his brother's shoulder for Jessie before continuing. "Can you pretend to get a call from your mom or something about fifteen minutes into this walk? I need to get her alone for a few minutes, but don't think I'll be able to without help. She'll try to avoid me otherwise," he sighed.
"Why would she do that?" Hadji asked. "She doesn't seem mad. Just off..."
"It's complicated," Jonny started, but then caught sight of her through the window. "Please?" he asked right before Jessie joined them.
"Alright boys...let's go," she said. Leading the way. Giving Jonny a second to throw a pleading look at Hadji who nodded.
XXX
"I missed this so much," she breathed once they had made it down to the beach. "I knew we were lucky growing up, but I didn't really appreciate it until I left. The West Coast is so different..."
A few minutes later, Hadji took a phone call and Jonny released a long breath.
"Listen guys, it's my mother. I can't hear out here so I'm gonna head back and call her," he finished. Walking away before either had the chance to respond.
"We should go back," Jessie motioned. A little awkward and out a breath. "Hadj might need…"
"Jessie," he interrupted. "Will you PLEASE walk with me?"
She could not say no. 'It's not his fault I'm in love with him. I created this emotional powder keg. He looks so sad,' she observed. 'Like he did something wrong.' Jessie closed her eyes and shook her head free of the fog. "I'm sorry," she offered with a small laugh. "This is dumb. I'm acting so dumb."
Jonny waited for more that did not come. "I wasn't sure if I did or said something...," he stopped. At a loss for words.
She smiled and stepped forward to hug him tightly. 'He's so sweet,' she thought for the thousandth time as he returned the embrace. "I'm sorry," she said again. Stepping back after enjoying his warmth for a few more seconds and continuing to walk. Squeezing his hand when he grabbed hers.
"I thought about what last night would be like so much and for so long...but never thought it'd actually happen. Being with you specifically," she admitted nervously. Stealing a quick glance and catching the smile on his face.
"So...I never really considered what would happen after," she continued. "I thought I had, but then the night I had thought so much about flew by and I was in the after and not sure how to act. I just know," she stopped walking, took a deep breath and stared at him. "I know I don't regret it, Quest. Not for a second. I need you to know that. Don't forget, okay?"
She looked down and held her breath to wait for his response. She looked up when he stepped closer. Every cell in her body was singing.
Jonny took a moment to summon every ounce of courage he had. "I know something too," he echoed. Taking her face in his hands.
"What?" she asked.
"I don't want to stop," he whispered boldly. Then it was his turn to hold his breath and wait.
'That will only make it harder when it ends,' she cautioned herself.
Jessie bit her lip and her heart skipped as she told her inner voice to shut the fuck up.
"Well," she started thoughtfully. "Practice does make perfect, right? And you're a good teacher."
He smiled back at her. Looking a little embarrassed at the compliment. "I know as much about sex as you," he pointed out.
"You know more about everything else though," she swallowed.
He had not thought of that, but once he started thinking about it…
Her cheeks got red as she continued. "…and if I didn't know that last night was your first time I don't think I would've been able to tell."
"Likewise," he praised.
"Thanks," she replied. Looking away again.
"I'm not just saying that," he clarified. He wanted her to know. "You didn't do a damn thing I didn't love. I...can't stop thinking about it, Jess. You made me feel on top of the world."
Jessie tried to internalize that comment. Sitting down in the sand and wrapping her arms around her legs. Appreciating it when he sat beside her and pulled her close. She focused on his warmth and the waves for a while before breaking the comfortable silence. "So what was your favorite part?" she asked suddenly. "Besides the obvious."
"Hmm...Besides the obvious," he stared into her eyes for a moment. Considering how honest to go.
'Honesty has really paid off in the last twenty-four hours…' he thought.
"Okay," he cleared his throat. "You got on top of me and…I wasn't even inside you yet," he licked his lips. Remembering as he described it. "You dipped down and licked me. Then you kinda crawled up me and I could feel every breath you took. The look you gave me before you kissed me," he trailed off. Closing his eyes and taking a few seconds to regain control of his voice. "I almost…well, you know… which really shouldn't have been an issue at that point. It was…awesome. You have NOTHING to worry about ever," he declared. "Just follow your instincts, Jess."
"You made me feel like I could," she told him softly.
"I also really…really liked it when you started mumbling in Spanish," he grinned.
"What?" she asked in confusion.
"You don't remember?" he teased.
"Nooo...," she hedged. Searching her memory as she over pronounced the word. Wondering if he was messing with her.
"I'll take it as a compliment," he flirted. Watching a blush crawl up her neck in fascination. Nervous about how it would work out. Knowing she would leave again in a few weeks. Wanting her too much to care. He planned to steal every moment he could. Flirt with her every chance he got. Try to make her blush in the process.
"Oh my God," she exclaimed in embarrassment. Covering her face with her hands.
"Don't," he laughed. Pulling her hands into his. "It was insanely hot. I loved it. Turned me on even more, which I didn't think was possible," he finished quietly.
She smiled again. He thought it was the most perfect combination of shy and sexy he had ever seen. Then she met his playful gaze and told him seriously. "I'm so glad it was you."
"Me too!" he exclaimed. "So...since we're on the subject," he prompted. "What did you like best?"
"Oh," she had not expected him to ask. "Well, I..."
"Don't be embarrassed," he urged. "Practice makes perfect, right? And I'm not a mind reader. I can only tell what you like by guessing, which isn't a the best option. Going off the noises you make via trial and error, which is kinda fun to be honest but can be improvised. OR you can just tell me," he finished rationally.
"Okay, I'll tell you...but I enjoyed the trial and error part. No improvising was necessary, Quest. I couldn't think long enough to improvise."
"Good," he smirked. "So…"
"I…liked it when you went down on me," she told him in a rush.
"I LOVED doing that," he added quickly. Enthusiastically. Before she could get embarrassed or look away again. It worked. She held his gaze and it spurred him on. "You know...I never got to finish that," he pointed out. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. "I'd love to finish that sometime," he whispered lowly and let the statement hang in the air between them.
"What…well when?" she stammered.
All he could do was grin at the thought that this incredible woman wanted him again. "Anytime you want, Jess. Anytime. Every time," he admitted honestly. "Say the word."
"How about now?" she suggested with a confident look that broke his limited willpower.
"Let's go," he insisted. Pulling them both up and taking off at a brisk jog.
"Where are we going?" she half laughed and half yelled. Gripping his hand and trying to keep up. Which was only a challenge because her thoughts were completely distracting.
"Just trust me," he yelled back. Letting go of her hand and picking up the pace.
She did trust him and followed with excitement. When the lighthouse came into view, Jessie assumed that was where she was being led. He slowed down as they got closer and surprised her by pushing her against the door and kissing her wildly instead of immediately pushing her through it. "Jonny?" she tried to question. But was silenced by his tongue and imagining what it would do to her. "Mmm," she groaned from the back of her throat. Feeling the wetness pool between her thighs as she kissed him.
She felt his hands everywhere at once. Trailing down and lifting her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around him tightly while he reached out blindly for the doorknob. They stumbled inside together. Laughing into the kiss. Diving deeper into the embrace once behind a locked door. Without the wind to drown it out, with the natural echo in the lighthouse, their desire carried. Every noise amplified.
"Jonny," she called out. Breaking away from his lips to catch her breath. Capturing them again the moment she had. He started to climb the stairs. Removing her clothing as he went. Her shoes and socks first. Tossing them behind him into the dark. Then her shirt and bra in a lightening move.
'He's dangerous,' she thought through a foggy brain. Grinding against him.
"Impatient?" he all but panted.
"Letting you know exactly what I want," she whispered fervently. "As suggested, Quest."
"I believe I said you should TELL me," he shot back with a smile in his voice. Pulling back to meet her eyes for a heart-stopping second.
"Hey," she began to retort, but quickly lost her train of thought when he deposited her on the top step and pushed her down until her skin met the cold floor. He hovered over her and the combination of his eyes boring into hers and the chill made her nipples peak.
He dipped his head down slow. Teasing her. Licking and sucking them in turn. Paying them all the attention he had ever dreamed of. Marveling at the sense of confidence he felt with her. Like he did not need to hold back or overthink every move. It made no sense, except that he knew it was different with her. "I was getting the sense you wanted this," he quipped. Attempting to sound flirtatious, but it came out needy.
"God," she gasped. Arching further into his mouth. Holding his head to her chest. The sensations turning her on more. "Jonny…please," she begged.
"I love the way that sounds," he whispered as he kissed his way down her body. Planting his knees on the steps and scooting her back enough to remove her jeans. She felt a chill left in just her underwear, but was quickly warmed when he began kissing and running his hands up her legs.
When he ran out of leg, his thumbs hooked in her waistband. Removing her last piece of clothing. She released a long breath as she lifted her hips to help. He also removed his shirt and slipped it beneath her like a blanket. Then he guided her legs over his shoulders and leaned over to place open mouthed kisses right below her navel.
"Please," she begged. Trying to move, but he had her insistent hips pinned to the floor.
"Jess," he groaned from the back of his throat. Sucking on her skin and intoxicated by her scent. She felt the vibrations throughout her body. But needed his mouth on her.
"Jonny," she called out again. Crossing her legs behind his back and burying her hands in his hair. Scratching his scalp and pushing.
He chuckled when he felt her trying to force his head lower and gave in.
"Uh," she moaned loudly. Relieved. Throwing her head back as he circled his tongue around her clit and then began sucking gently. She had to remind herself to breathe and noted that it felt different when she tensed versus when she relaxed. Hoping to memorize how it felt, but getting distracted each time she tried to focus. 'His tongue. Oh my God.'
"Jonny…faster," she urged.
He wanted to make her wait. But could not deny her when she told him exactly what she needed. He increased the intensity of his actions. Kissing her more passionately the louder she got. The harder she pulled his hair. He needed to feel her come. There she went again making him forget every other girl he had ever fucking touched.
Jessie's eyes strained in pleasure. The ceiling she had been staring at blurred. It was not possible to get closer to his mouth yet every instinct still had her trying. She was breathing erratically and was so close. What put her over the edge was watching him. Looking down to see his hands gripping her thighs. His head between her legs. His tongue slipping through his lips to lick her. The focused look on his face as he made her feel good.
"Yes," she cried out. Sitting up suddenly. Holding on to him and the wall as she rode out the orgasm. Falling back without grace when it was over. "Oh," she exhaled. "Fuck…"
Jonny kissed his way up her torso while she recovered.
"You should never wear clothes," he admired. Kissing her neck softly and covering her body with his to keep her warm. He was not ready for her to redress.
"Hmm," she beamed. Feeling lightheaded. "You can do that anytime you want," she told him.
"I want to do that often," he announced and then nodded to the corner. "I almost made it."
"Huh?" she turned her head like it weighed fifty pounds and saw that he was referring to the small cot Dr. Quest kept in the lab. "Oh."
"That was my plan," he continued. "But I couldn't make it the last twenty feet."
She bit her lip and trailed her hand over his bicep. "What do you want?"
"Surprise me later," he said with difficulty. "I definitely don't want Hadj coming back and ruining the moment."
"True," she agreed sadly. But did not make a move to find her clothes.
"Besides," he sat back and stared openly. "I got to see you naked again, so…"
"Shut up," she cut him off with a playful smack. "Where's my underwear?" she then asked.
"Here," he said. Producing them from his back pocket.
"And what were you planning to do with those?" she mocked with a raised eyebrow.
"Just trying to be a gentleman," he shot back sarcastically. Watching as she slipped on the garment. Handing over her jeans as he grabbed his own shirt.
"And my bra?" she laughed.
"Right here." He pulled it from his other pocket. "The rest is down there somewhere. Lost track honestly."
"I'm gonna hurt you," she warned.
"You can do whatever you want to me," he grinned. Helping her stand.
"I plan to," she acknowledged almost matter-of-factly. Pushing by him roughly in search of her shirt.
"Christmas vacation is looking up," he remarked.
"Well…better keep your little snow bunnies away from me then," she added. Joking, but not joking.
"Who?" he smiled.
"Jonny," she sighed.
"Hey Jess?"
"Yeah?"
"They're not you," he said with finality.
"Hey Quest?"
"Yeah?" he was starting to love this little game.
"I really like your tongue," she admitted.
"If this ends in body parts every time…eventually I'll be offended," he teased.
"And whatever could I do to repay you," she snickered.