This chapter was late in coming because life is trying to mug me, and because I went back and reread everything to make sure the story is still going where I want it. This is the end, so I want to make sure it's good.
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Assuming Jack
I just asked Kim to marry me. She's looking at me with pure shock on her face, and I can't blame her. Maybe I made a mistake.
"Jack..." I fucked up.
"I'm sorry. You don't have to answer that right now. It was spur of the moment and I know that. I'm not taking the offer back, but you don't have to answer it." That's fair, right?
"I think we should hold off and wait a bit, but the answer is yes."
"Alright. See? I'm a big boy, I can handle... wait, what?" Did she yes? Oh my god, she said yes!
"Things are kinda crazy right now, and we're both still so young, but there's no way I'm saying no." Kim leans forward and kisses me. "I'm saying yes, but I think we should keep it on the down low. We can tell the house, but let's not make it public, okay?"
"I can hardly agree more, Kim." I try to lean forward to kiss her this time, but my abs and lower back cause me to grunt with searing pain. Man do I fucking hate this! I've been laid up for so long, and I hate thinking where we'd all be if I did have a full bill of health.
I sigh and try to run a hand through my hair, but my range of motion won't let me get there. My nervous habit has been blocked.
Kim reaches out and rubs her hand through my hair instead. She does it two more times and begins to massage my scalp. I moan as her fingers send me to heaven.
Kim stops and I mumble my disapproval. She shifts me so I can lay down. She sets my head in her lap and continues to make me purr happily. "We started spending the rest of our lives together the day we met, but every day I can't wait to keep that going."
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God, had work ever sucked tonight. The restaurant was packed and every time a table cleared, it seemed like a bigger one replaced it. But such is the life of a Friday night line cook for the best place in town.
I'm looking forward to my brisk walk home at the dark time of 10:30 pm. I could have a car, but that money is going towards my college tuition to beat out student loans.
The roads are oddly dead, I notice on my walk. I get that I live in a small town, but this is ghostly. The thick, blinding fog doesn't help much either.
It seems like the usual dead night to me until I come upon a nearly deserted parking lot of a gas station. There's two cars. A really nice black jeep and a not so great red Ford P.o.S. The Ford has to be the gas station attendant.
I keep walking, having just noticed the set up in my travels. Something catches my eye though, and I'm drawn back to the black Jeep, the one that looks like it cost more than $2,000.
Sure as hell, I see it again. That was s boot kicking the back windshield. Without even thinking, I bolt across the street, shedding my backpack on the other side. This situation could be Forrest Gump, could be full on assault. Apologizing is a lot better than hearing about rape on the news.
I can hear her yelling for someone to stop and leave her alone. Without knocking, I throw the door open and pull the guy off of the poor girl. It's none other than the gas station attendant. He must have followed her out to her car and attacked her.
I don't even think to check on the girl trying to make herself decent again. I'm focused on wrecking this little son of a bitch in front of me. I don't talk. I don't need to. I just straddle his chest and you know, hit him a few times till he stops moving.
I wipe my bloodied hand on his shirt before I leave him without a word.
"Are you alright, miss?" I ask as I get back to the back seat. She's lying there, fully spread eagle. She's decent, she's just in shock. I can't make out the face. I can just tell that she's a fit young blonde. "Miss?" I ask again.
A single hand slowly raises and runs through her hair. She slowly sits up and I have to actively hide my surprise. "Thank you so much." Kim Crawford says quietly.
My eyes fly open with a start. Kim's looking down at me with worry in her eyes. "Jack, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but are you?" I counter, the dream fresh in my mind.
"I'm okay, why?" Kim's brows furrow and I want to hug her because I'm glad she's okay, that she's here and safe with me.
"Just a bad dream, I think. I was walking home from work, and I was passing the gas station. Something seemed off so I went to check it out. You were in a black Jeep and this guy I went to highschool with was trying to... but I pulled him off. I woke up when I saw it was you he was attacking," I say in a rush. I didn't like that dream at all! I've been in a situation or two where I've been in some trouble, but I would never forgive myself or God if something ever happened to Kim.
"Jack, that wasn't just a dream," Kim shakes her head. "That's how we met." Her eyes are huge. "That was your side of the story!" Kim hugs me tightly, and I don't have the heart to tell her it feels like she's breaking my ribs. " I get that that memory isn't pleasant, but it's a memory, and it's how we came to be together. It's when you became my hero."
"Does this mean my memory's on the way back?" I ask hopefully once I can breathe again.
"We can only hope so. Should we let Dr. Ambrose know, or wait and see what happens?" Kim asks and kisses our entwined hands.
"I want to give it more time. I don't want to get her hopes up. Maybe it's nothing, or maybe my memory is healing with my body," I shrug, having no honest idea. "I'm just glad to have one more puzzle piece."
Kim keeps looking at me, but doesn't say anything. I return her gaze and raise an eyebrow, silently asking if she's okay. "My mind is just working overtime right now," she more or less explains.
"Go on." I urge. Kim slips out from under my head and rearranges our position so she's laying under me, my head resting on her chest.
"It's just… everything's happening all at once. You're on your way to recovering, but there's so much for us to do once you're on your feet. And we know marriage is in our future, and I'm still trying to wrap my mind around that. Are you my boyfriend because we haven't gotten any further than 'yes'? Are you my fiancé because I did say yes? Where are we at?"
"All fair questions, malady," I say while scratching my chin. "I think we should ask Jerry."
"Why would Jerry be our expert on this?" Kim's brow furrows in confusion and it's honestly adorable.
"Jerry is an odd man who has skills that you'd least expect him to possess," I tell her cryptically. "And by that I mean he has a knack for making ridiculous conjunctions that are really fun to say. We'll have to wait till tomorrow for our answer, given it's still night time."
"I'm not really tired, though," Kim pouts.
"Yeah, me neither. I'd suggest the studio, but I can't really get down there by myself," I growl, still pissed at my limitations.
Kim pouts and kisses my forehead. "We are kind of stuck upstairs, aren't we?" Kim taps her chin.
"Kim, I've been avoiding this subject since I woke up, and I think now's as good a time as any. You're right. I was stupid. That night when I was beaten, knowing Frank, I could have tapped and that would have been it." Kim looks at me and waits for me to continue.
"I think it's my fault I lost my memory. He smashed my head on a dumpster, right? If I would have tapped, he wouldn't have smashed me." It sounds logical in my head.
I rest my chin in the valley of her breasts so I can see her reaction. Kim puffs up her cheeks and blows it out slowly. "I want to be mad at you for being stubborn and a glutton for punishment, but you can't blame yourself for the memory loss. You couldn't have known Frank would try to break your skull."
I sigh and turn my head, my eyes staring at the wall. "I just can't believe it happened. I can't believe I'm in this mess, and I wish you didn't have to go through this with me."
Kim kisses the top of my head and starts giving me a head rub again. "I know Jack, but we are going through this together," Kim assures me. "We've been here for each other since the moment we met, and neither one of us has even thought about turning back. That's why I agreed to marry you, because I love you." Kim kisses my head again. "You should get some more rest." I do as told and nuzzle into Kim's soft, natural pillows.
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Assuming Kim
Jack's memories have been coming back in bits and pieces as his body gets closer and closer to it's former glory. Jack's been beasting through his physical therapy as expected, and my daily massages have been the highlights of his days. And mine, if I'm being honest.
Jack's been healing nicely and he's even been getting back to his karate routines. Dr. Ambrose says he doesn't need the physical therapy massages anymore. She said that a week ago, but I haven't told Jack.
Each massage is like an erotic fantasy that comes true for us. Jack nearly shot off the table the first time I poured a decent amount of the massage oil on his member. He relaxed once I worked him into a boneless pile of adorable black belt that begged for release. I was more than happy to give it to him. I swear that they made it flavored just for such an occasion. Oh boy did he get me back the next time though.
With that memory in mind, I've finally decided that today, I want to see if Jack will let us go all the way. Yes, I mean all the way. Jack doesn't know it yet, but he's in for a different kind of massage.
Jack lays on his bed, chest down. He's wearing only a towel that covers his ass. I walk into his room and he turns to look at me when the door closes behind me. His mouth opens and he damn near drools when he sees me in my mid thigh length navy blue robe.
"Oh, Kim," Jack sighs just from seeing me. "How did I get so lucky?"
"You realize you're talking aloud, right?" I ask with a giggle. "Are you ready for your massage?"
"As long as I don't have to roll over," Jack chuckles and settles in. I begin by applying a generous amount of oil to his muscled back. I rub it in deep, hitting all of his tight muscles. I work it into his shoulders and along his arms. I love touching his body, even if it's as innocent as a massage.
There's not going to be anything innocent about it in a little bit. My hands walk down his back, and with every movement, I push the towel down a little lower. I can see and feel the swell of his toned ass. I bypass his butt and work his feet and knead his calves. Jack's moans get closer together and more aggressive the closer I get to the towel again.
Without a warning, I remove the towel completely and he doesn't seem to notice. He shivers a little when my hands make contact. "Kim, you don't have to give me a full body."
Time for stage two. I slip out of my robe and take a second to oil myself up. I climb up on the foot of Jack's bed. I begin working his feet again, and inch myself up his legs as my hands work, my breasts brushing his knees.
"Kim?" Jack's voice is shaky at best. He's taken off guard, maybe a little nervous, but I'm definitely in the driver's seat.
"Relax, we're just trying a new massage." I felt dirty just researching Nuru massages, but I got hit with an adult pop up, and I knew just from the pop up that I wanted to do this with Jack. Our bodies pressed together even when we're just lying together is one of the greatest feelings, so I figured this would be unbelievable.
"I don't know what kind of massage this is, but I like it," Jack gives in and wriggles into my body's touch. I slither my up, enjoying the feeling of Jack's muscles slicked by the Nuru oil on my peaked nipples. I kiss my favorite spot under his ear and he shivers.
"It's not even my birthday," Jack mumbles absentmindedly as I rub my core against his ass. "I do want to know where this came from, though." Why so many questions?
I press my entire body flush against him and whisper into his ear, "Well, you're my fiancé, you're healing up nicely and you have most of your memory back." I lick the shell of his ear and nip his earlobe. "I think you deserve a reward, Jack. And to be honest, since you're off the no strenuous activity list, I've been thinking it's time for some pretty strenuous activity."
"Oh!" In one swift movement, Jack rolls over, but I'm still on top of him. "A month ago, I wouldn't have been so sure. Today, I think we're ready." Jack takes a hold of my shoulder and pulls me down so our chests our pressing and our lips are millimeters apart.
I close the little remaining distance and press my lips to Jack's. Jack sighs into the kiss and we open our mouths together. Our tongues fight for dominance, but I take the battle into Jack's castle.
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Assuming Jack
I've never felt Kim more dominant, before or after I lost my memory. Kim slides down a little bit, the Nuru gel making the action a lot easier. She bucks her hips and the sensation drives me wild, her nether lips sliding over my shaft. If Kim wasn't pinning it down with her hot entrance, it'd be standing up like a flag pole.
"By the way Jack, I adopted a Striped Beach Vole, which'll be here in two days."
"Wait, what?" The thought is erased from my mind when she bucks again and flicks my nipple with her tongue.
Kim raises off of me and takes me in her hand. Her eyes burn holes into mine and my heart stops because I know what's about to happen. "Are you ready, Jack?"
"Shouldn't I be asking you thaaaa..." Kim doesn't even give me time to finish before she positions herself and sinks down on me slowly. I want to close my eyes and focus on the sensation of Kim's muscles sliding down around me, but I can't take them off of her.
Kim throws her head back, her eyes screwed shut and her mouth making the fabled 'O'. "Oh my god, Jack!" Kim sighs as she places her hands on my chest to balance herself. Ever so slowly she descends until she's down to the hilt.
I'm completely captivated by this girl that's trying to calm her breathing, her chest heaving. Kim opens her eyes and looks at me through her eyelashes. "Just give me a second?" Kim asks as if I could tell her to speed up. She can take all the time she needs. It just gives me longer to commit this to memory. The way her body glistens from the gel, her chest rising and falling, her angelic face and the way she bites her lip.
My hands are still on her hips as I wait patiently. She begins to rise up and move back down, experimentally finding her stride. I look down between her legs and see the first sign of crimson.
I stop her movements and she opens her eyes. "Jack, what's wrong?" I use the ceasefire to shift positions so I'm sitting up with Kim in my lap.
"I don't want to hurt you, Kim. I never want to hurt you. You're bleeding," I whisper in her ear.
Kim pushes me back down and kisses my lips. "We knew it was going to happen, and it doesn't hurt anymore. I'm okay, Jack. Please don't make us stop," Kim's voice is soft, shaking and pleading.
"Are you sure? Don't hurt yourself because I want this." I need to be 100% sure she's okay. She hates seeing me hurt, but knowing I caused her pain is ten times worse.
Kim kisses me again and whispers, "I'm fine. I want this as much as you do. I'm ready." She uprights herself and sets a languid pace, bouncing at first and then rolling her athletic hips. My eyes finally roll back when she reaches behind her and cups my balls, fondling gently.
She picks up her speed and throws her head back again. I join in this time, knowing she's fine. I buck my hips to meet her thrusts, driving myself deeper inside of her to both of our delights.
I slide my hands from her waists, up her gyrating belly to grab her firm breasts. She leans into my touch and groans as I tweak her pebbled nipples.
Her hand that isn't playing with my balls leaves my chest and finds her clit. Kim rubs herself furiously and bites her lip in an attempt not to scream. We've been good so far, bug by the fluttering of her walls around me and her shortening breath, she's almost ready, which is good because I'm losing it.
Kim convulses above me and lets herself collapse into me, shuddering and biting my neck as her orgasm rips through her.
I grit my teeth and squeeze her ass hard as I unload tight behind her. We keep undulating for a moment afterwards, milking each other for all we're worth.
"Holy fuck, Kim. That's a memory I can never lose." I kiss her forehead which is wet with sweat.
"So that was as good for you as it was for me, then?" Kim giggles and turns her head to kiss my lips. "I just had sex with my fiancé," Kim says with a beaming smile.
"So did I," I smile and peck her lips. "Sit tight. I'll get a warm wash cloth to clean you up." I peck her lips one more time before I scurry off to take care of my girl.
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Assuming Kim
Jack is in better shape than ever and taking his training more serious than ever. He swears he'll never allow himself to be set so far back.
Our band is kicking ass on the road to our first album. The website is taking off and me and Jack were offered co starring roles in an action movie. Our lives are moving at mach speed but we're doing it together and loving it.
"Kim, have you read the plot for this show?" Jack asks from his spot at the breakfast table.
"Yeah, it's right down your alley, and our characters are supposed to have great chemistry, so that works for us," I say with a smile before digging into the French toast he made. He still insists on making meals for all of us.
"It's awesome!" Jack is totally nerding out, and I love it. "Four young adults wake up in the middle of nowhere only to find out that they're in a mysterious land with medieval danger around every corner," Jack reads the plot summary.
"Yo, did you guys hear about the rolls me and Milton got offered?" Jerry asks, coming to join us.
Me and Jack stop and look at each other. "Is it called Where Are We Now?"
"Yeah, how'd you guys know?" We answer by raising up our scripts.
"How fucking swag is this?!" Saying we're all hyped is an understatement.
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I wake up to feel Jack shaking my naked shoulders. "Kim, hey Kim."
"What is it, Jack?" I ask, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
"The last piece fell into place, Kim. I remember the first time I told you I love you." There's a soft smile on his face and I can see the pride, love and devotion.
I spring up and wrap my arms around him in utter glee. "That's so wonderful, Jack! You're completely back!" He kisses me and I kiss him back with all my heart.
"Now that I'm back, completely back... I don't want to lose a single moment ever again, Kim." Jack's eyes are sharp and serious, betraying his smile. I can't believe he got it back, all of it. I don't think he can, either.
"Remember when we first met, Jack? Two people afraid to share a kiss in a hot tub because we never thought we'd see each other again. Two kids with insecurities so deep. Now look at us, wrapped in each other's arms and making love every night. We wouldn't leave each other's sides for anything. We go out and take what we want, hand in hand. We've been through hell, and we may go through it again, but I think we're the heroes we've both been holding out for."
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I'm going to slap that little "complete" sign on this one and call it a night. Thank you to everyone who read and reviewed this story. It was a lot of fun to do, and keep an eye out for my next project, which should be out before the end of this coming week. And again... thank you all SO much!
-Superpsych96