Chapter 2: In The Morning

The ride home was a quiet one, Matt glanced across every so often at Jennifer, her gaze never wavered from the darkness outside the car.

"Jen?" He quietly said.

She never heard him as her thoughts bounced around her head like bouncing balls, too fast to follow.

"Jen? Hey, we're home," he said, gently touching her hand.

"Mmmmm," she replied, looking over at him.

"We're at home." He said, pulling into the driveway.

"Mmm," she didn't move.

Matt got out of the car and made his way around to Jennifer's side and opened the door for her.

She slowly got out and wrapped Matt's suit jacket around her more tightly.

Closing the door, he clicked the button to lock the car, and then put an arm around Jennifer and guided her up the path to her front door.

As soon as they walked in the front door, Jennifer made her way down the hallway to the living room and sat down on the couch that was overloaded with cushions.

He sat down bedside her after she had curled her legs up under her, still tightly wrapped in his suit jacket.

He watched as she reached for the TV and set top box remotes, and settled back beside him, her head resting on his shoulder and her arm draped across his mid section.

Running his fingers lightly up and down her arm, he let himself get lost in thought of having Jennifer this close to him.

They sat there for hours watching what was on TV, every so often Matt would look across at Jennifer, her head was now resting in the crook of his neck, he could hear the rain with an occasional far-off rumble of thunder shuddering through the night sky, Jennifer's chest rose and fell as she slept gently in his arms, a stray lock of hair hung over her cheek, he gently brushed it aside, she looked younger when she slept, but she was beautiful and more lovely than anything else in the world.

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A few hours later Matt slowly awoke to a golden halo of hair resting on his chest, sometime during the night the TV had turned itself off and they had managed to shift position so that Matt was lying across her couch, his legs now resting on the end of it, with Jennifer's head lying on his chest, her hands spread across the thin work shirt that he wore.

He could feel her chest rising and falling against his own and let a hand rest against her back, gently rubbing soothing circles across it.

He thinks about how their relationship is slowly starting to change, morning coffees, nice lunches, dinners and movies at each other's homes. Those were a few of the moments that made his heart warm.

"Matt?"

He almost jumped as her sleepy voice penetrates the silence of the lounge room.

"Yeah?" Matt replies as Jennifer started to shift above him.

Sitting up she met his eyes and asked, "Where do you see yourself when you think about the future?"

Matt looked at her, "Why do you ask?"

She shrugged her shoulders in response, "Curiosity I guess."

His eyes locked on hers, and he reaches a hand out to cup her cheek as he replies, "I see you Jen," A tear fell down Jennifer's cheek at Matt's heartfelt reply. "I see us, for the rest of our lives."

"Matthew," She whispered so softly, loving the feel of his name tumbling from her lips.

Leaning forward, he gently captured her lips with his. He tasted minty, Jennifer mused, like chewing gum and his breath was smoky and hot, like there was a low fire burning somewhere below. Her hands reached up and looped her arms around his neck, bringing them closer together. He drew both hands around her waist, deepening the kiss. With a smile, she pulled away and broke the silence, "I've wanted you to do that for a long time," she grinned and got up, pulling him up with her by his hand.

When he stood up, he pulled Jennifer to him and his lips crashed down on hers again, his tongue assaulting her mouth, she eagerly drew him in, sucking on his tongue, nibbling on his lips, devouring him.

With their mouths still latched onto each other, Matt backed her up the hall until the small of her back hit the door frame of her room, then he dropped his hands from her hips, grasping her ass with both hands and picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. She gasped at the size and hardness of him as her pelvis rocked forward to meet his thrusts. Her hands tangled in his hair as she tried to pull him closer. He reached a hand up to cup one breast, then the other. She moaned into his mouth, her hands driving down his back to dip into the waist of his suit pants. His mouth left hers and trailed down her neck, sucking lightly, drawing goose bumps as he went. Her hands rid him of his dress shirt, reaching for his chest. He sucked in a ragged breath as her hand found its way down to the bulge in the front of his pants and squeezed.

He quickly rid her of his jacket and her own before pulling her shirt out of her pants and over her head.

Their lips crashed together again as he backed into her bedroom, his calves hit the back of her bed and they both tumbled onto her bed, with Jennifer landing with a thud on his chest. They looked at each other, and burst out laughing.

Stretching out on the length of him, she reached up, kissing him softly on the lips; he deepened the kiss as they shed each other of their remaining clothes.

Taking him in her hands, she indeed found out he was long, hard, and hot, and a touch of wetness shone at the tip.

She lifted her hips, and with one hand guiding, sank down deeply on his cock. Her hands made their way down his back, leaving angry red scratches as she rocked against him. He held onto her hips driving him deeper into her. Their breath was in sync as they moved together, their mouths locked, eyes fixed on each other as if this moment could be made to last forever. Silently they moved together, their bodies moving in perfect union, her nipples rubbing against his chest, the intensity driving her ever closer to orgasm.

She arched against him, quicker than she imagined she would, a cry exploding in her throat as the tide rose and she climaxed wildly. Her head thrashed madly as she rode him hard, her fingers digging into the flesh of his shoulders. "Mathew!" she cried loudly, shuddering against him as wave after wave overtook her.

He moved faster and faster, bucking the full length of his cock deeper in her. "Oh God, Jennifer," he cried out deliriously.

"Oh my God," he moaned, holding on tightly to her hips, exploding into her. His cock drove into her relentlessly as he rode through the frenzy. His head fell forward onto her shoulder and his eyes closed and she was sure she had never seen anything as beautiful and compelling. He continued to thrust into her until he was completely spent, sweat dripping off him in little rivers down his face.

Rolling over, Jennifer rested her head on Matt's chest, sheen of sweat causing her body to glisten and her hair stick to her body. Matt smiled, wrapping his arms around her and kissed her softly. "Sleep, Jen... I'll watch over you."
And Jennifer now knew that to be true... in more ways than one. She snuggled closer to her savior and lover, content with the world, and drifted off in Matt's warm arms.

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If I don't say this now I will surely break
As I'm leaving the one I want to take
Forgive the urgency but hurry up and wait
My heart has started to separate

Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I'll look after you

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He watched as she slept, her chest slowly rising and falling. In the background, Jennifer's clock radio softly filled the room.

There now, steady love, so few come and don't go
Will you won't you, be the one I always know
When I'm losing my control, the city spins around
You're the only one who knows, you slow it down

Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
I'll look after you

If ever there was a doubt
My love she leans into me
This most assuredly counts
She says most assuredly

He slowly ran his hand up and down Jennifer's arm before resting it on her hip. He watched as she slept, she looked so peaceful, calm, serene, all her worries of the day gone.

She stirred beneath him, rubbing at her nose before relaxing back into his warmth, a small sigh slipping past parted lips. He wrapped his arms tighter around her as his eyes closed, her damp rain-scented hair and her warmth under him. In the morning everything would be different, life would not be the same. In the morning the rain would have stopped and the sun would be shining. She'd still be in his arms, and he'd wake up knowing it was not all a dream.

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
I'll look after you

It's always have and never hold
You've begun to feel like home
What's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make your own

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Be my baby
Oh, oh, oh