A Fresh Start
Chapter One Hundred One
After the flight attendant went back to the front cabin, Sam turns to Jeffrey and says. "You'll be responsible if anything happens."
"Yes, she wasn't going to leave unless I said something."
"And did you have a particular reason you wanted her to leave?" Sam asks, glancing at his mouth.
"I might have." Jeffrey replies, watching her.
"What was that?" Sam asks, still watching his mouth.
"What do you thin…?" Giving up on the game, Sam leans in and kisses him. "Umm." Jeffrey sighs, wrapping his arms around her. Settling against him, Sam sighs softly before she wraps her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. "Beca." He mumbles, his hold tightening around her.
Moving his hands up her back and under her hair, he slowly runs his fingers through her hair, loving the feel of the smooth cool strands as they fall through his fingers.
After several minutes, Sam leans back and looks down. The rhythm of their breathing is rapid as they watch each other. "You know, I've always wanted to make love while flying." Sam whispers, leaning in as he shivers slightly.
"And if the crew comes back in?" Jeffrey asks, as she leans in and begins to softly kiss his neck before she leans back. Turning she looks around until she sees the intercom. Getting up, he reaches out to stop her. "Where are you…?"
She walks over to the intercom and presses the button for the front cabin. "Yes." A female voice replies.
"We're requesting that none of the crew come back here unless we call for them."
"Of course, ma'am." The woman replies. "I'll be sure to inform the crew."
"Thank you." Sam replies, turning to look at Jeffrey as she releases the intercom.
"Since you took care of that problem, I think I can take care of the other one." Jeffrey says, as Sam walks back to him.
"Yes, I believe you can." Sam replies, reaching him and leaning over as he looks up.
Sweetly, she begins to nibble on his lower lip, teasing him until he leans in and kisses her, reaching up to slip his finger into her hair, holding the back of her head and groaning softly. Wrapping her arms around his neck again, she sits back down on his lap, deepening the kiss. After a few moments, he leans back while they both suck in a deep breath.
"I don't want to do this here." Jeffrey says, after swallowing a couple times. Sam lays her head on his shoulder. "There's another cabin in the back. It's got a bed in it."
She reaches for his seatbelt as the intercom comes on. "Mr. and Mrs. O'Neill, we've reached our cruising altitude and we should be in Niagara Falls within a few hours. Feel free to move about the cabin and the crew is here at your request."
Jeffrey pushes a button on the armrest. "Thank you Captain." He says, staring at Sam.
"You're welcome, Sir." The captain replies.
Before he finishes, Sam is getting up as Jeffrey unhooks his seatbelt. He gets up and takes Sam's hand, leading her to the back of the plane. When they reach the back cabin, he opens the door and pulls her inside. Closing the door behind them, he pulls her into his arms again, kissing her as he pushes her up against the door.
"J." She moans softly.
"Beca, I need you baby." He whispers, reaching for her shirt.
He starts to unbutton it, but Sam reaches up and pulls it up and over her head as Jeffrey takes a step back to watch. Reaching for his shirt, he pulls it over his head as she opens her jeans and pulls them down. Stopping for a moment to kick her shoes off, bending over, she pushes her jeans down. Kicking them off, she stands up.
Reaching for his belt, he unfastens it as she walks over to him. She lightly kisses his chest. Slowly moving down, as she kneels in front of him. Pushing his hands out of the way, she slowly opens the buttons of his jeans. He can feel her warm breath washing over him, sweet eruptions of desire surges through him, filling him with heat. When she unfastens the last button, she looks up at him.
He reaches for her as she reaches for his jeans and begins to pull, bringing his boxers with them. When she reaches the floor, he sits down on the bed as she reaches for his leg. Lifting them, she pulls his boots off and then his jeans and boxers off. He kicks them away, as she moves in between his legs. Reaching for her, he kisses her as she leans into him. They both gasp when they feel their bodies touch. He pulls her to him, deepening the kiss.
Sighing softly, she wraps her arms around his neck, burying her fingers in the hair. Laying his hands at her waist, he slowly moves up her back, caressing her as he reaches for her bra. He quickly unfastens it, before he moves up to her shoulders. Brushing the straps down her arms, he leans back, breaking the kiss. He looks down as her breasts fall free. "God, you're beautiful Beca." He whispers, as he slowly moves his hands from her shoulders around to her breasts, cupping them and gently caressing them as she moans softly, closing her eyes.
"J." She mumbles. Her voice filled with need as she moves to stand up and he releases her.
Reaching for her panties, she pulls them down. Standing up, she steps out of them as he moves his gaze down her body. Taking a step closer he reaches for her. She steps into his arms. "I love you." He whispers.
"I love you too." She says softly.
Leaning in, he kisses her softly. "You and our baby mean more to me than I can ever tell you."
"I know, and you mean more to me than I can ever tell you." She says, leaning up to kiss him again. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulls her to him as he lifts her. "You know, in a few months you're not going to be able to do that."
He leans back and looks up. "I will always be able to carry you."
She smiles before she leans in and kisses him as he turns for the bed and lays her down. Leaning over her, he slowly moves his eyes down her body, watching her breasts rise and fall with each breath she draws. Leaning down, he lightly kisses her left nipple. Sucking in a deep breath, she closes her eyes. Slowly running his tongue over her, she releases that breath in a sweet sigh of desire before she reaches up and buries her fingers in his hair. Arching her back, she reaches for him as he lies down beside her. He continues to play with her, slowly moving his tongue over her nipple. "Jeffrey." She moans.
Reaching for her right breast, he begins to play with it, caressing it as her breath catches and she tries to move closer to him. He feels the moment she's about to loose control and as much as he would love to have her surrender, he has other plans. So giving her one last kiss he pulls away. "No, please." She whispers, reaching to hold him to her.
"Sh, I'm not finished." Jeffrey whispers, nibbling his way across her stomach. "I want to love all of you." He mumbles as he moves away.
Slowly he moves across her body, laying little kisses, nibbling on the skin beneath his mouth. And as he moves across her body, she opens it to him, offering everything she is to him. He feels her desire burning hot, raging against her soul. He can smell the need rushing through her, like water rushes through a canyon, rushing to overpower everything in its path. When he reaches her lower abdomen, he pauses, looking up, watching her for a moment. Leaning over, he lightly kisses her and whispers. "I love you little one."
Warmth rushes through her, feeling her not only with desire but with a deep burning love that nothing or no one could possibly know or tear apart. She smiles softly as their gazes lock for a moment. "I love you too." Jeffrey whispers, smiling softly.
"We love you too." Sam replies softly. "But I need you." She says, moving closer to him.
"Umm, I know." Jeffrey replies, feeling her desire pushing through her and reaching for him.
Reaching for her, he opens her desire and she gasps as the cool air flows over her. "J." She moans, arching her back.
He can see the desire glistening against her skin, beckoning to him and he moves closer. Leaning in, he softly kisses her. Sucking in a deep breath, she moans loudly and he smiles, loving the way she reacts to him. Loving the way she tells him that he's doing exactly what she wants him to do. Bit by bit he caresses her desire.
"Oh, sweet…." Sam moans, arching her back.
Reaching for him, she buries her fingers in the hair at the back of his head, holding him against her and refusing to release him as desire courses through her in waves of heat she feels her body burning up inside. "Jeffrey." She moans, arching her hips when he begins to tap against her desire
Slipping a couple of fingers inside her, caressing her while he continues to manipulate her with his mouth and tongue he feels her body clinch before her release springs through her, like a raging river after a dam has broken, rushing through out her body as she tosses her head from side to side. "Jeffrey." She screams, clinching the comforter beneath her
When the last wave of release washes over her, he pulls away. His heart is pounding in his chest. His body aches from holding his desire in check for so long. Sighing softly, she looks at him and she can see how tense he is. Slowly moving her gaze down his body, she settles at his hips, watching his desire grow, reaching for her, begging her for relief.
Sitting up, she leans over to kiss him. She can taste her desire on his lips and it burns through her again. "Sam." He groans, fighting for control.
"I'm here." She says softly, pulling him to her as she lies back across the bed.
"I'm…."
"I know." She whispers, wrapping her legs around him, arching her back as he slips inside her.
"Beca." He groans, his eyes falling closed
"Love me, J." She whispers, wrapping her arms around him and lightly scratching his back as he begins to thrust.
He moves slowly at first, savoring the feel of her body holding his and the way she perfectly fits to him. Reaching for him, she pulls him deeper. Leaning up, he looks down and reads the need in her eyes. His pace quickens as she arches her back, moaning softly. As he loves her, she feels him continuing to grow inside her, filling her completely and loving that feeling.
He quickly realizes that she's about to surrender. Looking up, he smiles as he watches her building to release. Her eyes close as she arches her back. She tries to desperately hold onto him as he pulls away. She holds him tightly when he's completely inside her. "J, yes!" She moans "Oh, please." She begs, as he pulls away. Her release washes over them, bathing them both in heat as her body clings to his.
Looking up, he continues to thrusts, bringing small flutters from deep inside her. Those small flutters, pushes him past his limit. Searing eruptions of desire flow through him, filling them both with passion. When the final wave courses through them, he collapses into her arms. His warm breath feels cool against her heated skin as they both struggle for reality again.
Julie didn't see Marciano for several days after the incident in parking lot. A few days after Blake's associate showed her the houses, she called to say that the couple who owned the house agreed to rent her the house, provided that she would commit to buying it later. Julie had readily agreed. After she had gotten off the phone with Blake's associate, she went to Chicago to get the kids records for school and to make arrangements to pack up and move the rest of their stuff. When she got back to Oakdale, she called Tom. After a few rings his assistant picks up. "Tom Hughes office."
"Yes, this is Julie Bertilla."
"Yes, Mrs. Bertilla."
"Is Tom in the office?"
"He's in court right now. Is there something I can do or would you like to leave a message?"
"I was calling to see if we have a date for the hearing."
"Umm, I'm not sure. But I can have him call you when he gets back to the office."
"That will be fine, thank you." Julie says, as she pulls up to the hospital.
Parking, she gets out and walks into the hospital. Pushing the button for the elevator she waits for it. As the doors open, Dr. Westbrook walks up. Turning he sees her standing beside him. "Hello." He says softly.
Julie looks up and then she says. "Hi."
"You don't remember me." Dr. Westbrook says, as the elevator doors open.
"Umm no, I'm sorry."
"What floor?"
"The third, thank you."
"You're welcome, and its okay that you don't remember. I was at the Lakeview…."
"Of course, I'm sorry. I've been…."
"Don't worry about it."
"Thank you for intervening. My husband can be a bit autocratic."
"You're welcome."
"Nothing happened when I left that day, did it."
"No, he asked me how I knew you. And I told him I didn't and then I left."
"Thank you again." Julie says, as the door to the elevator open.
"You're welcome again." Dr. Westbrook replies, nodding as she walks off the elevator.
"I'll see you." She says, looking back over her shoulder.
"Yes." Dr. Westbrook replies, watching her walk away before the doors close.
Pushing the door open to Missy's room, Julie walks in with a smile on her face as Missy looks up. "Well, that's some smile. I haven't seen you smile like that since Matt died."
"How are you doing?" Julie asks, walking over to the bed.
"I'm fine, but the doctor is talking about releasing me and I keep telling him that I don't want to leave without Matthew."
"But?"
"He's not listening. I can't leave my baby here alone."
"Sissy, he's not alone. He'll have the doctor's and nurses here with him."
"But, I'm his mother. I should be here with him."
"And you will be, but you can't stay in here forever. You've got to go home and get his room ready."
"What if he doesn't come home too?" Missy asks reaching up to wipe her tears away.
"You listen to me he's going to come home." Julie says, sitting down on the bed beside her.
"I'm scared Jules."
"I know you are. But I'm going to be here the whole time and I'll help anyway I can."
"What about Marciano?"
"I've taken care of that problem." Julie says, looking down at the blanket.
"What does that mean?"
"I filed for divorce."
"Jules."
"It's for the best Missy. We never should have gotten married. I was still in love with Matt and I was scared and that's not foundation for a marriage."
"What are you going to do?"
"Well, I've got a house here in Oakdale and I've spoken to my boss and he's agreed to allow me to transfer to the Oakdale office and I've arranged to have our stuff moved from Chicago and the kids are enrolled in school."
"So, you're moving back to Oakdale."
"Yes, I shouldn't have left."
"Is he going to let you go?"
"I don't know. I hope that he stops and he thinks about how we've been together, and if he does then maybe he'll realize that this is what we need to do. Otherwise, I think I'm going to have a long fight ahead of me." Julie says, as the door opens and Missy's doctor walks in.
"Good Afternoon ladies." Dr. Wesley says.
"Good afternoon, Dr. Wesley." They reply.
"Missy, how are you feeling?"
"Good."
"Is the incision hurting?"
"No, but it itches."
"That's good, it means it's healing. Do you mind stepping out into the hall while I check her out?" Dr. Wesley asks, turning to Julie
"No, not at all, I'll be out in the hall." She says, turning to Missy.
"Okay."
Julie leaves the room, as Dr. Wesley begins to examine Missy. Checking the incision, her heart rate and blood pressure along with her temperature and breathing. "You seem to be doing just fine. The incision is healing well and everything else seems normal. I think you'll be able to go home tomorrow morning." Dr. Wesley says, putting her stethoscope around her neck.
"Go home, tomorrow. I don't want to go home. I can't leave my son…."
"Matthew is getting the best care and you can come back to see him, but you need to go home."
"But he needs his mother here with him. He's so little."
"Missy, I understand how you feel but there's no reason for me to keep you in the hospital. You're healthy and the incision is healing. It's time you went home."
"But what if something happens? I should be here with him."
"And what will you do? His nurses are taking very good care of him and he's going to be home shortly too." Dr. Wesley gets up from the bed. "I'll have the nurse begin drawing up release papers and we'll take very good care of your baby, don't worry."
"How can I not worry, I'm abandoning him." Missy says, as Dr. Wesley walks over to the door. Opening it, she lets Julie back into the room.
"See if you can help her, she's upset about being released tomorrow." Dr. Wesley says to Julie
"I'm upset because I'm abandoning my baby. He needs me."
"Missy, you're not abandoning him." Julie says, walking over to the bed.
"Why does it feel like I am?"
"Because it's not suppose to be this way, you're supposes to take him home when you go home. But he knows you love him and he knows that you will be here everyday until the doctors say you can take him home." Julie says, as Mitchell walks in.
He walks quickly over to the bed when he sees Missy crying. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?" He asks, sitting down on the bed
"Dr. Wesley just told her that she can go home tomorrow and she's upset about leaving Matthew here." Julie says as Mitch gathers her into his arms.
"It's okay." He says, stroking her hair.
"I'm going to go. I've got to go by the office here in Oakdale and speak to the manager." Julie says, picking up her purse.
"It's okay." Mitch says, as he continues to comfort Missy.
"I'll be back later."
"Okay."
Julie walks out of the room as Mitch continues to softly stroke Missy's hair and whisper in her ear.
Jeffrey rolls to his side, taking a deep breath he turns to Sam and says. "Who knew flying could be so much fun?"
Giggling, Sam moves over to him as he lifts his arm. Laying her head on his chest, she puts her arm across his waist and snuggles into him. "Where are we staying when we get to Niagara?"
"Umm, the Bedham Bed and Breakfast, it's in New York. But we have our passports so we can go across into Canada if we want."
"I bet you have everything planned out."
"Not everything." Jeffrey replies, playing with her hair.
"But you have some things in mind for us to do."
"We can do whatever we want to do, but they do have activities that we can do or we can stay in our room and order room service and spend the day in bed, if we want." Jeffrey says, his voice going husky.
"Umm, spending the day in bed with you, not a bad idea." Sam says, leaning up to kiss him.
"No, it's not." Jeffrey mumbles before deepening her kiss as he pulls her down to him.
They each feel his body responding to her as she moves closer to him. Wrapping his arms around her he holds her to him. "J." She moans softly.
"I know." He whispers, releasing her. She leans back and looks down. He watches her as she quickly licks her lips when she sees how quickly he needs her. "Beca." He groans, reaching up to rest one hand against her neck. He can feel the beating of her pulse as she responds to his desire.
She moves over him, straddling him as his hands fall to the bed. Leaning over, she begins to gently caress his body, kissing him as she moves down his chest. Licking her way across his chest till she reaches his nipples, she stops to play with him, caressing him. Reaching up, he buries his hands in her hair, holding her to him as he groans softly. After a few more moments, she kisses him and then pulls way. Moving on down his body, she stops to play with his navel.
He lays there feeling his body burning up with desire. He's wants to let her do what she wants to him. So, he lays there, feeling every caress, each kisses, every lick, and every dip of her tongue as she plays with him while she moves slowly down his body.
His breathing comes rapidly, building with each caress. The sound rushes over her, feeling her with desire. The idea that he wants her and that what she's doing pleases him fills her with a rolling heat of desire. She moves on, building the desire inside each of them.
Sitting back, she moves her gaze up his body, watching him struggle for control and failing miserably. Smiling, she leans over him and begins to slowly move her fingers down the path she just made, lightly scratching him. "Sam." He groans, closing his eyes while sparks of desire flash behind them. When she reaches his waist, she moves back. Little by little she moves down his thighs still scratching him.
Reaching for him and slowly caressing his desire as he reaches for the comforter beneath him, clinching it as he arches his hips. Pressing against her hand as her grip tightens and he begins to thrust. After a few moments, he groans. "Sam, more… please… I want…." She leans down softly kissing the tip of him, slowly moving her lips over him and taking him inside her mouth, running her tongue around him. "Oh Sam." He groans, arching his back and pressing deeper into her mouth.
She moves over him, caressing him with her lips and tongue. She takes him as deeply as she can. Moving back, she plays with him lightly caressing him with her tongue. Sweet waves of desire rushes through him, burning him up inside, thrusting once, he feels his release rush through him "Beca." He groans, as he runs his fingers through her hair, holding her against him.
When the last wave washes over him he slowly releases her as he struggles to catch his breath. Sitting up and placing her hands on his chest and looks down into his faded green eyes. Leaning up on one arm, he reaches for her and pulls her into a kiss as she settles across his chest. "I'm going to love you." He whispers, nibbling on her lower lip.
Wrapping his arms around her, he rolls her to her back and then leaning up on both arms, he slips inside her. "J." she moans, arching her hips as he begins to thrust. Sinking deep inside her, he builds his tempo until he feels her body clinch around his, caressing him from deep inside. "Go on, Beca." He whispers, brushing against her desire.
"Jeffrey." She cries, arching her hips.
She begins to move against him while he continues to thrust. She feels her body tightening, holding onto him desperately. She begins to tremble deep inside, as she moans. "Yes, yes, yes, J."
She clings to him, holding him tightly as he thrust one more time and again sweet waves of release burn through him, filling them both with spent desire. Collapsing onto her, they both struggle to catch their breath. His breath feels cool against her heated skin as she wraps her arms around him, holding him. "I love you." She says softly, playing with the damp hair at the base of his neck.
"I love you too." He mumbles.
After a few moments, he realizes that he must be crushing her. Pulling away from her, he lays down beside her as she moves over to him. Lifting his arm, she lays her head back on his shoulder. Her right arm is across his waist and her leg is wrapped around his. Softly he begins to hum, humming the song he wrote for them before he softly he begins to sing. Sighing softly she closes her eyes.
About an hour later, the intercom buzzes. Sam is sleeping soundly so Jeffrey slowly pulls his arm out from underneath her head. She moans softly and he whispers. "Sh, it's okay." He whispers.
She settles down again and he gets up as the intercom buzzes again. Walking over to the wall, he pushes the button. "Yes, Captain."
"Sir, we're approaching the airport. You and your wife need to prepare for landing."
"Thank you, Captain." Jeffrey says, as Sam begins to wake up.
"J." she mumbles, sitting up.
"I'm here." Jeffrey replies, releasing the button and turning back to the bed. "We're approaching the airport." He says, walking over to her.
"Okay." She says, sitting up and stretching.
Jeffrey stops to watch and feels a rush of desire roll through him. She turns to him and reads the expression in his eyes. "We…."
"I know." Jeffrey says, stopping in front of her as she looks up. "I can't help it."
"I want you too." She says, standing up.
"We'll finish this when we reach our room." Jeffrey replies, leaning over to kiss her.
"Umm, yes." Sam replies, moving into his arms and pressing her body against his.
"Okay." Jeffrey says, stepping back from her. "We have to get dressed." He says, reaching for their clothes.
Handing hers to her, they dress quickly and when they finish. He takes her hand again and leaning in he kisses her softly. "I love you." He says.
"I love you too." She whispers back, moving next to him as he opens the door and they walk back into the middle cabin to prepare for landing.