Jumper: Cent's Story
Alright, John and Cent are enjoying the day while swimming in the ocean. Cent makes an important decision in her relationship with John. John gets worried about going too far with Cent. Both Cent and John finally take their relationship to the next level.
Chapter twenty is here and ready to go.
Wow! Can you believe that we had finally reached chapter twenty? I didn't think we could actually make it this far. Well, I hope to continue more chapters with this story. I do not wait it to end just yet. I really want to continue on.
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Chapter Twenty:
The Next Level - Part Two
Cent:
Cent couldn't believe it as she and John came around the beach. There was a beach house that looked like one of those fancy ones from the magazines. There was small deck that stretched over the water. There was also some slide doors too. Cent noticed the speed boat, along with a little mini-bar too.
Cent turned to look at John and was at a loss of words.
"How did you build this place?" she asked.
John chuckled and said, "Some of this stuff is actually stolen, but I was able to build it with tough luck. I first started just two years after my parent's deaths. I built the deck first and then the house later on. I meant this place to be a haven for me, but I rarely come to it anymore. It took me a total four years to complete this. The house was the hardest. It has an in-door hot tube, three bedrooms, a basement, a living room, a huge kitchen, and every bedroom has it's own bathroom. The basement is where the generators are, and don't worry, I made sure to sound proof the basement."
Cent's eyes raised, all impressed. She couldn't believe that he was giving all of this to her.
"You have been busy," she managed to say. "Is all of this really for me?"
John nodded and came right behind her, moving his arms around her. He kissed her neck.
Cent smiled and moved titled her head so that more of her skin was exposed.
"Yes, it is," John whispered to her ear. "All of it is. Just for you."
"This is a whole new definition of being spoiled," Cent said, still looking at the beach house. "By the way, I think we were going swimming. What happened to that idea?"
John laughed and took her hand.
"Come on," he led her towards the steps of the deck. "I'll give you a quick preview of the house and then I'll show you where your swimming trunks are."
John led her up the small wooden stairs and then towards the window slide doors. He opened them and allowed Cent to go on in first.
"Such a gentleman," Cent teased him and walked into the house.
Once Cent had walked into the living room, she was astounded by the sight of how big the house was. The living room was like the size of her cafeteria. Not to mention how far up the ceilings were.
John came in from behind her and closed the door.
Cent looked at him and smiled.
"I love it! Thank you so much for everything! You are the best boyfriend ever!"
John was embarrassed by the compliment and rubbed the back of his head. He smiled and stood where he was.
"No, I can think of a couple of guys who are better than me," John said.
Cent raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms on her chest, "Like who?"
John's eyes widened as he tried to come up with an answer.
"Like that Stiles guy from prom."
"He's a womanizer," Cent countered him. "He only went to the prom with that one girl, Lisa. She caught him with another girl in bathroom. He's no where near the man you are."
John tried to think of another one.
"George?"
Cent rolled her eyes and said, "He's a computer geek. He rarely leaves his laptop, trust me. Face it, you are the world's greatest boyfriend."
John smiled and said, "Alright, you win. I am. I admit it."
"And don't forget it, either," Cent came up and put her arms around his neck, kissing him on the lips.
John kissed back, setting his hands on her hips.
"I am so in love with you," John gently and slowly whispered. "I don't know if I can take it."
"I don't know if I can either," Cent said. "I love you too. Looks like we both are victims to true love."
John shook his head and gentle stroked her cheek.
"We're not victims. We are lucky. How many people get to experience something like this?"
"True," Cent rested her head against his chest and breathed in his scent.
God, I love that smell! she said to herself.
"I guess I should show you where I put your swimming trunks," John replied and pulled away from her. "Come on."
Cent held onto his hand as she walked with him through the house.
John:
John smiled as he heard Cent exclaiming in excitement at the house. So far, she was enjoying the sight of the hot tube that was surrounded by high windows, which had a great view of the ocean ahead.
"I love it here!" she yelled and hugged him.
John smiled and hugged her back. He enjoyed everything about her. From her scent to her voice, he enjoyed it. He didn't care how she looked, he only cared that she was Cent. Nothing more.
"Lets go check out the bedroom," he said and led her along through the hallway towards the master bedroom.
Cent screamed with excitement and began to jump up and down.
John laughed at her and couldn't help himself watching her.
The bedroom was the size of a living room. Someone could yell and it would echo across the room.
The bed was actually a queen's size and had the softest sheets and pillows. There was a slide door to the outside, which led to the beach again. And there were a couple of cabinets too.
But the one thing that Cent couldn't help looking at was the closet, which was three times the size of an ordinary one. Inside were tons of clothes and some jewelry.
"Oh, thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Cent hugged him and pressed her face against his chest.
John laughed again and hugged her back.
"I'll let you get into your swimming suit," he pulled away. "I'll be waiting for you out there."
"Alright," Cent replied and let go of his hand.
John chuckled as he walked out of the bedroom and slightly closed the door behind him.
Walking into the other bedroom, he grabbed a pair of swimming trunks out of the cabinet and stripped out his pants and shirt. He put on his red and black trunks.
Once done, he walked out of the bedroom and into the living room, allowing himself to fall onto the couch.
John knew that Cent would be a while. His mom once told him that some girls take their time with choosing their clothes. But he was okay with that. He was thought taking a little nap until she was done.
With that last thought, he fell right to sleep.
Cent:
What to wear?! What to wear?! What to wear?!
Cent was throwing clothes onto the floor as she searched for the perfect swimming suit.
Finally, she found one and got changed. She had trouble getting the swimming suit on as she hurried herself up. She didn't want to keep John waiting. Her mom once told her that boys hate waiting, especially when it involves clothes.
Once she in a nice, red bikini, she ran for the door and threw it open.
When she came to the living room, she saw John on the couch, sleeping.
She could help but watch him. He looked like an angel when he slept. She remembered that one night that they spent together. She loved watching him sleep. He looked so cute and adorable. She didn't want to end it.
But... she was in the mood for some swimming.
With a dash forward, she threw herself on John.
John came awake before she could even land on him and he jumped away, right on the other side of the living room. He was alert and ready to fight, but then he realized that it was Cent who tried to land on him. He started to laugh at her.
Cent crashed into the spot that John was at and was looking around the room for him. When she saw him laughing, she glared at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Sorry," John started to calm down. "I just thought it was funny that you tried to jump on me."
Cent got up and began to show herself off at him.
"You like it?" she asked.
John smiled and said, "I like it. It really makes you look... sexy."
Cent smiled back and said, "It better. I want to look sexy for you."
She walked up towards him and kissed his lips.
"You ready to go swimming?" she asked, putting her hands on John's bare chest.
John nodded and said, "Lets go."
Without thinking, they both ran to the slide door and opened it. Then they ran across the deck and threw themselves off the edge and into the warm, cool, salty water beyond them.
As they surfaced, Cent took his hand and they swam out a little ways.
For a long while, they forgot the time and just enjoyed the moment that they were having with each other. Time escaped their minds and no responsibilities go in the way of their precious time in the water.
As Cent swam with John, holding hands with him, she started to question something about their relationship. A serious question.
Cent knew that both her and John were in love. There was no doubt about that. They were meant to be together. John had proven his love for her many times before. And so did she.
So, what about their relationship? Was it time to take it to the next level? Was their relationship ready? Was John ready? Or her?
Just before they had retired back to the house again, Cent was thinking one thing and one thing only.
I am ready.
John:
After a few hours of swimming, both John and Cent dried themselves off on the deck and got dressed again.
They sat on the couch together, talking and laughing at each other's jokes.
Cent had her legs curled up underneath her.
John was having a great time. He enjoyed the day that he and Cent were having.
He couldn't help but notice how she pushed her hair back. He thought she looked beautiful when she did that.
God, I love her! he said to himself and nearly said it out loud too.
"I had a great time," Cent said and placed a hand on his lap. "Thank you for this island and for the house. I cannot wait to tell my parents about it. They are going to flip when they find out that I have my own private island."
John chuckled and said, "I'm just happy that I could give up something."
"You give me everything," she said back at him. "I love you and that's what matters."
John looked at the time and saw that it was nearing nine in the afternoon.
The good news was that the time zone was different. So that meant that the time in Los Angeles was only seven.
"Do you think we should head back?" he asked.
Cent shook her head and said, "I want to stay here forever. I want to stay with you, right here forever."
John smiled and asked, "Okay, but what should we do for a little while longer. How about a movie? I have the notebook."
Cent smiled and said, "No, nothing like that. I was thinking we could try something else."
John frowned and asked, "What do you have in mind?"
Cent remained quiet and she slid her legs out from under her. She moved forward and placed her hands on his shirt, getting a strong grip on him. She titled her head and kissed him on the lips. She then pressed her body against his.
John went along with it and slid his arms around her, pulling her towards him. He kissed back.
They kissed for a while and didn't dare stop.
Suddenly, John felt Cent's hands trying to pull his shirt right off.
He stopped kissing her and opened his eyes.
Cent looked at him in confusion, worried she did something wrong.
John then knew now what she meant by 'something else'. His heart raced and he felt himself shivering at the thought. It wasn't because he didn't want to do it with her, it was that he was afraid of the decision that they would be making.
"Cent," he said in a slow, but gentle voice. "What are you doing?"
Cent pressed her forehead against his and said, "I want us to take our relationship to the next level."
John shook his head and said, "But, what about your parents?"
"My parents will get over it," she countered. "My mom and dad did it when they were at the very beginning of the relationship."
"But I'm not just talking about your parents," John touched her cheek. "I'm also talking about you. I'm afraid of this decision. In fact, I was hoping it wouldn't come to this."
"Why?" Cent fought back. "Why don't you want to do this with me? Is it because of my virtue? Because this whole thing is starting to sound a whole lot like Twilight right about now."
Both Cent and John laughed at her joke.
"No," John replied. "I'm not talking about that. Your virtue is yours alone. I'm not talking about that either."
"Then, what are you talking about?" Cent asked, all curious.
John swallowed and said, "Don't get me wrong, I've thought about it. I'm a guy, of course I have thought about it. The same goes with girls too."
Cent laughed and said, "True."
"The truth is, I've never done it before. I promised myself that was going to save myself for the right girl. The right girl who will mean everything to me. I swore that I would do it right with that girl one day. I also promised that I would only do it with her when she was ready, when she knew for sure that she was ready. I know now that you are that one girl for me. I can never love anyone else ever again. You are my one and only girl. If I ever lost you, I will never love anyone else again. Never again."
Cent had tears running down her cheeks. She could hold back her tears any longer.
"The reason I am keeping myself from going over that line with you, is because I don't want to hurt you," he explained. "I'm not talking about physically. I can never hurt you that way. I'm talking about your soul and the consequences in this decision. If we do this and you weren't ready, I can never forgive myself if you had to live with the regret of not waiting till you were ready. And, if we did have sex and ended up breaking up, I could never forgive myself that you had given yourself over to me and never be able to share this moment with the next man in your life. It wouldn't be fair to him either." He paused and stroked Cent's cheek. "But, most importantly, if I were to die, you would have to live the rest of your life, knowing that I was dead. You would be having a hard time trying to move on with your next love. All because I made one choice that ruined everything for you. So, you see? I'm not thinking about me, I'm think about you. I don't want to make things hard for you."
Cent was sobbing even harder now. She lowered her head.
John wiped the tears away with his hand and lifted her chin, so she could look at him.
"I'm thinking of you, because I love you. Because I only want to do this when you are absolutely sure you are ready. I love you and I will always love you. You are the one and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Even if it gets me killed, I want to be with you. Only you."
Cent looked him in the eyes and saw the truth. He truly did love her, with all of his heart.
John continued on.
"I want to look you in your eyes and I want to see happiness. I want to see that we made the right decision, at the right time. I don't care how long I have to wait, I want to be able to see your eyes shine bright with happiness that I have waited for you and only you. That I was willing to save myself for you and that I was willing to wait till you were ready for this. I believe it is the look in your eyes that will only come once and I want to be able to see that look. It will be the greatest thing in my entire life to see. So, all I'm saying is this: lets do this right."
With that said and done, Cent came forward and hugged him tight. She sobbed some more and tightened her grip on him.
John smiled and hugged back.
"I love you," John whispered.
"I love you too," Cent whispered back.
When they came apart, Cent still had her arms around him.
He kept his arms around her too.
Cent calmed herself down and said, "John?"
"Yes?" John asked.
Cent took a deep breath and said, "I still believe I am ready for this. I want to do this with you. I love you and I've never felt this way before. I know you are the one too. Your words bring me happiness and tears of joy. I now know that you are the one. You are the only boy to ever resist his urges to give in. But I'm asking you to give in to me. I want us to be one. I want to take our relationship to the next level. I can never love anyone else besides you. You are the only one I will allow myself to be with and the only one to marry. The decision that I have made is clear to me. I know what I want and I'm willing to take that risk with you. Just... please... give in to me."
John stared at her for a while and he could see the truth inside his eyes as well. He knew that she was telling the truth and that there was no second guesses or anything. She knew what she wanted.
Without warning, John came forward and pressed his lips against hers.
Cent:
Cent couldn't believe that John was kissing her this way.
He was coming hard against her. His hands traveled all across her body, not stopping.
Their bodies clashed together and their arms went around each other, pulling one another hard against the other.
Pulling away for a small second, she said, "I love you, John."
"I love you too, Cent," John replied.
With that, they rose from the couch and kissed again.
Cent helped him out of his shirt and got to work on unbuttoning his pants.
Once John was standing in his boxers, he helped her with her shirt and her short-shorts.
Cent was standing there in her bra and underwear, allowing herself to be exposed to him. To her true love.
John slid his arms around her and picked her up, bringing their bodies together as one. He carried her from the living room and into the master bedroom. He sat her down on her feet and traced his hands down her sides.
They stopped kissing and stared at each other, with loving eyes.
Slowly and carefully, John moved his hands toward her back and undid her bra.
Cent allowed it to fall to the floor.
John bent down and began to take off her underwear, slowly.
Cent helped him and watched as it, too, fell to the floor. She stepped over it and pressed her body against John's.
Bending down, Cent pulled John's boxers free and watched as they fell against the floor.
Fully exposed to each other, they allowed their bodies to clash against each other again. They kissed and allowed their bodies to warm each other.
John picked her up again and carried her towards the bed.
They both fell against it and crawled under the covers together.
John kissed Cent's lips, collarbone, neck, and also her eyes.
"Make this night last," Cent whispered against his ear. "I love you and I want this night last as long as it can. I want all of you."
"I love you too," John replied. "Thank you for coming in my life. I now have something to live for. Thank you."
Cent shook her head and said, "No, thank you. You made my life meaningful again. We were meant for each other and tonight is the night that we finally become one together. Make love to me and please, make it last."
"Don't worry," John kissed her again. "I'll be very careful and I'll go as slow as I can. I want to make this last too. I love you."
They didn't talk anymore as they kissed again, allowing themselves to fall under the covers again.
Cent moved her legs around John's thighs and arched herself upward, completely filling the gap between her and John. She was happy when his arms moved around her, pulling her against him ever harder. They were finally one. Body against body. Two lovers in one union.
Cent's mouth fell open, without any noise and felt herself wanting more of John. So wanted to be as close to him as possible. She loved him and he loved her. That was the way it was. They wanted this and they knew they were ready.
It was time to go to the next level.
Through the rest of that peaceful night, both John and Cent made love for the very first time.
Wow! That was the longest chapter I have ever wrote. I hope you guys like it. I think it is my best yet. There is a lot of emotion and love in this chapter.
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