Chapter 42: We were always meant for this
'Just remember some people will be worthy of a second chance.'
Authors Notes: The part where Becca and Joel have sex for the first time was written by https//livyjh
Please, go and check them out because they're writing is amazing. The second smut part in the kitchen was written by yours truly. I'm trying. Sex is easier to do than write.
Four months later…
Becca was excited to get back to work. It's been eight months since being shot. She's never missed her physical therapy sessions with Callie.
Ever since that one incident, Callie has always arrived on time and left at exactly four on the dot every single day. Becca wondered if someone had a talk with her. She would bet her money on Joel.
When Callie would see him, she would exit hastily and refused to make eye contact with her. Whatever he said, it scared the shit out of her. While she didn't like him fighting battles for her; she appreciated the gesture and concern. She would've done the same for him.
It was an unusual warm day for October. Everyone in town was gearing up for the fall festival and Halloween. Before the outbreak, she always enjoyed Halloween. She loves scary movies and spooky costumes. Now if she wanted to see something out of a horror movie. All she had to do was travel to a nearby city and become the star of her own zombie movie.
She planned to make this Halloween a good one.
Becca walked downstairs, changed and ready for work. It felt weird not wearing her ring. She would only take it off to get washed and whenever Tommy or Maria would visit. Other than that, she never took it off. She didn't like taking it off. She wanted everyone to know, but things were still dangerous.
She frowned when she saw Joel, Tommy and a few other men sitting at the kitchen table.
She frowned when she didn't see Richard there. Everyone was still reeling over the tremendous loss. They all rallied around Sharon, making sure she and the kids were taken care of.
Becca wondered if she would be at work today.
The men seemed to be an intense conversation. She knew they were talking about her. Just because nothing else happened, didn't mean it wouldn't. There was always a possibility they would come back and finish the job.
They've discussed about getting married and when they wanted to do it. They planned to marry at dusk, right before the sun set. They would be married in their barn, away from prying eyes.
Joel thought she would be disappointed they needed to marry covertly. She did r care either way. She would do it today if she could. She's already had a big lavish wedding. She doesn't need another one. Just him and their family.
He looked up at grinned when he saw her dressed in scrubs,'You excited to get back to work?'
'Yeah.' She nodded and smiled softly,'I really am.' She sighed,'It's gonna be tough, but I'll be okay.' She looked over at Tommy,'Did she say she would make it into work today?'
Tommy nodded as he took a sip of his coffee,'I saw her heading into work this morning.
She sighed in relief. As much as she would understand Sharon needing some time off. She couldn't sit in the house, day in and day out living in a house with all of his things. If something happened to Joel, she wouldn't be able to live here. Everything would remind her of him.
Tommy downed his coffee in one gulp. He sighed as he got up from the chair,'It's time to head out.
Joel nodded as he looked over at Becca,'I'll see ya in town.'
Tommy and his men said their goodbyes before heading out.
Becca walked over to him and sat down in his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he wound his arms around her waist, resting his chin on top of her shoulder.
She laid her head against his chest, breathing in the smell of leather, sandalwood and fresh air. She closed her eyes, reveling in his scent and embrace.
She's missed being close with him. She missed their intimacy. She knew he didn't care about what her scar looked like. He never shied away from it or looked at her with disgust. Only love and acceptance.
Joel kissed up and down her neck. He buried his face in her neck, breathing her in,'I miss touching ya, baby.'
She felt him sigh against her neck, fleshing goosebumps out upon her skin,'You're touching me now.'
His head lolled on her shoulder as he rolled his eyes,'You know what I mean. I miss your hands on me.'
She closed her eyes and sighed softly as he kissed behind her neck,'I have to be at work in ten minutes.'
He groaned in frustration and smirked up at her,'I can do a lot in ten minutes.'
Her eyes widened and she nodded,'Believe me. I know.'
She kissed his lips as she got off his lap and looked back at him over her shoulder,'You wanna take me to work?'
'Yeah.' He nodded as he got up from the chair, following her out the door.
He didn't want to take her to work. What he really wanted to do is take her to bed. He didn't know if she was healed enough for it.
Every night he laid in next to her was like torture. He was being a selfish asshole, but he couldn't help himself. The attraction had always been there. Even if they didn't notice it back then. He wouldn't apologize for wanting her.
He would watch her sleeping soundly in bed. He would get turned on just by looking at her sometimes. The need for her would get so bad, he would have to go in the bathroom to take care of himself.
Disgusting pervert. That's what people would call him. His girl is recovering from a gunshot wound and all he can think about is getting off.
There was a special place in Hell for him
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Work went off without a hitch. She only worked six hours compared to her usual day of twelve, but her body wasn't there yet. She was already exhausted.
She finished her shift and looked down the hallway, sighing when she saw an armed guard. Joel and Tommy bestowed upon her a bodyguard. While she really liked Bruce. He hovered too much and took his job way too seriously. He even waited outside the bathroom while she peed.
Becca walked outside with Bruce trailing close behind her. She smiled when she saw Joel standing outside.
Old habits die hard.
She waved her hand up and down her bodyguard,'Joel this is Bruce. My stalker.' Bruce. Meet Joel.' She grinned,'Also my stalker.'
Joel rolled his eyes and sighed,'We've met. I'm the one who chose him. He's ex military. I'm comfortable with him.'
She crossed her arms over her chest and pursed her lips,'Do I get a say in this?'
That was Bruce's cue to walk away. He didn't want to get in the middle of a lovers quarrel.
He frowned as he looked over her face,'You're mad because I wanted to keep you safe?'
'I'm not mad.' She shook her head and sighed, I just don't think I need one. Not at the hospital anyway. It sends the wrong message. I don't want the patients to be afraid to be around me.'
His eyes widened incredulously and he shook his head,'I don't care what they think. I'm afraid something's gonna happen to you. I ain't gonna apologize for that.' He held her face in his hands,'If I can't be with ya. I want someone to be here who I trust. Someone who would do whatever they needed to make sure you're safe. Ellie has a bodyguard too. She loves her.'
'That's because Stacy's a five foot ten blonde with a tight ass.' She smirked,'I'm mad I didn't get her.'
'That's what Maria said.' He grinned,'Stacy can handle shit though. I've done a lot of patrols with her. She's capable.'
'Good.' She nodded and sighed,'I'm glad.'
He held her waist as he helped get onto the horse. He climbed up in front of her as she wrapped his arms around her waist and rested her head on his shoulder.
She was glad to be going home. It's been a long day. She just wanted to be home with her family.
She looked up at Joel, smiling softly as he leaned back into her. She was thinking about what happened in the kitchen earlier. He said he missed touching her. She missed it too.
The only time they have alone together is at bedtime. They were usually so exhausted they fell right asleep. She was also recovering as well, but she's felt better than she had in weeks. She felt healthier. Stronger.
Becca smiled to herself. She had a plan. One that he wouldn't be able to say no it. He would have no idea what hit him.
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Two weeks later…
It was a chilly autumn day. The fall festival and Halloween were only a week ago, but that wasn't on her mind today. She had very important matters to attend to.
She made the arrangements, ensuring everything would go to plan. She found it funny she was planning for this, but their lives were complicated enough. She wanted things to go right.
Becca made sure she was cleaned up, shaving the parts she's neglected over the last few months.
She was nervous as she walked out onto the porch to see Ellie off. She waved goodbye to Ellie and Tommy, breathing a sigh of relief. It was time.
Joel was feeding the sheep and frowned when he saw Ellie going off with Tommy. He shook his head confusingly, wondering where the hell they were going.
He saw Becca on the porch and walked up to the house. She had a small smile on her face, but he could see the apprehension on her face.
'What's the matter?' He shook his head.'Why did Ellie leave with Tommy?'
She had her hands folded behind her back as she shrugged,'Tommy's taking her on a fishing trip for the weekend.'
He nodded as he cleared his throat,'That's good. She needs to have some fun. She'll be safe with him.'
She didn't respond as she looked over his face, as if she were contemplating something. She reached her hand out, saying a clear tone, making no mistake of what she wanted,'Let's go to bed, Joel.'
He laughed and shook his head,'It ain't even nine yet. I ain't even tired. If you need some rest. You can go on up to get some sleep.'
'I'm not tired.' She met his gaze, waiting for him to catch up. His eyes widened slightly and she could see the realization dawn upon him.
He licked his suddenly dry lips as he took her hand, letting her lead him into the house. To their bed.
The bedroom door closed and he smiled down at her, unknowing. She looked up at him with lustful eyes and pulled him down for a kiss.
Joel smiled into it, putting his large hands on her waist to pull her closer. Becca was excited, ecstatic really, to finally get to experience this with him.
'I love you.' She whispered against his lips.
'Love you, too.' He hummed.
'I wanna do something special.' She pulled back just enough to look into his eyes.
'What's that?' He raised a brow.
'I want you to… to make love to me. Fully. Completely.' She breathed the words nervously.
Joel looked surprised, but not hesitant. 'Bec… I don't want you to feel like I'm pushing-'
She interrupted him. 'You're not. I want this. I want you. All the way. Forever.'
He looked at her for a long moment, seeing love in her eyes. 'Okay.' He nodded. 'I want that, too.' He admitted.
'Good.' She smiled and pulled him close, backing up until her legs hit the edge of the bed and she sat down. She looked up at him as she reached for his belt, undoing it slowly while watching his face.
He bit his lip as he watched her, growing harder in his jeans. He was sure that she noticed.
Becca looked down at her hands, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants with a smirk on her face. He was already at least half hard which only helped her confidence.
Joel's stomach tensed as she pulled his pants down to his knees. She leaned forward and ghosted her lips over his cloth covered length, making him shiver.
There was already a wet spot forming on the front of his underwear and she licked it roughly. His hips bucked forward for more friction just as she pulled away to look up at him.
She stood back up and they slowly undressed each other. He pulled her shirt off, she unbuttoned his and pushed it off his shoulders before kissing his chest.
He grabbed her face gently with both hands and tilted it up so he could kiss her passionately. She moaned softly into it and got up on her tip toes to reach him better.
'Lie down.' Joel whispered.
'Okay.' Becca smiled and laid down on the bed.
He leaned over her to take her pants and panties off, exposing her wet heat. She bit back a sound when the cooler air of the house hit her.
He tossed the clothing aside before finishing removing his jeans, then his underwear, releasing his cock that sprung to attention. She knew he was going to stretch her out, knew that it could possibly hurt, but she wanted him like this so badly.
Joel crawled onto the bed between her legs, ready to pleasure her. He leaned down to kiss her cheek, then down to her neck and chest before taking a nipple into his mouth.
'Joel.' Becca let out a soft groan of his name as the fingers of one hand carded through his hair.
He hummed at the feeling, reaching down between her legs to gently bring two fingers to graze up and down her folds.
'Already wet, aren't you?' He raised a brow and smiled at her from her chest.
She nodded fervently, licking her lips before speaking. 'I need you. Need your fingers or something.' She begged.
'I know, darlin'. I've got you.' He turned his face back down to keep sucking her nipple as his fingers push into her entrance. He knew he'd need to get her ready for his large size.
She whined softly as his fingers became slick and pushed into her heat, curling against her favorite spot. She pulled harder on his hair to ground herself as he pulled off her nipple and moved back up to kiss her neck again.
He started thrusting his fingers in and out, parting them to scissor her open.
'Ahh… oh-' she whimpered a couple times for him, loving the feeling. 'Feels good, baby.'
'Good.' He hums against her throat before leaving a small, light hickey on the side.
He soon added a third finger and that's when she started to feel the stretch a bit more. It wasn't unpleasant, though.
She was so wet, they could both hear it. Hear Joel's fingers sliding in and out of her at a quick pace. His free hand slid down and began to thumb at her clit, making her toes curl. 'Yes yes yes…' she whispered.
He was determined to get her off at least once before entering her with his hardness. She was getting closer, too, the clit and vaginal stimulation combo making her brain go foggy.
Joel added his fourth finger now, and she could feel some slight pain. 'Oh-!' She gasped softly but soon started to adjust to his hand.
'My sweet girl. Doing so good.' Joel encouraged her.
She nodded, biting her lip. She soon pulled him up by the hair to kiss his lips and moan into his mouth. 'I'm so close.' She whined.
'Come on. You can do it. Cum for me.' He hummed against her lips.
Her eyes squeezed shut as she felt her orgasm suddenly hit her. 'Joel, fuck… Joel!' Her cunt pulsed around his fingers as she came hard, hips bucking wildly.
'That's it. Good girl.' He breathed, kissing her again to swallow her sounds.
After a minute, she had started to calm down, hips no longer moving. Joel slowed to a stop, pulling his fingers out and bringing them up to his mouth to lick them clean.
'Taste real good.' He hummed, sucking his pinky for a moment.
She smiled at him as he scooted his body up closer between her thighs. 'Ya ready for me?' He asked sweetly.
'Yes, baby.' She nodded and surged forward to kiss him hard.
He reached down and guided his tip to her entrance, settling there for only a second before starting to push inside.
It felt amazing. Becca knew it was going to. Being connected to Joel like this, in a new way, she was so happy she could cry.
He was halfway inside when he stopped to let her adjust.
'It's okay. K- keep going.' She reassured him.
He nodded with a smile and kept pushing in, entering her completely after a moment. He couldn't keep himself from breathing hard at how good it felt.
'You're tight, Bec.' He hummed.
She squeezed around him and he whined. 'Feel so good, Joel.'
He kissed her hard as he started to pull out, just to the head, before pushing back in.
'Oh my god-' she gasped softly as she wrapped her legs around his hips.
'Tell me if you need me to stop, baby.' He cooed.
She shook her head furiously. 'N- no! Please… keep going.'
He almost laughed a little at her enthusiasm. He rolled his hips again and her back arched up as any and all pain subsided and all she knew was Joel.
Becca looked at him with stars in her eyes, reaching up to gently drag her fingertips over his bearded jaw.
He smiled down at her, still thrusting at a slow pace. 'I'm ready if you want to go faster.' She breathed out.
He nodded, speeding up a little. She gulped as the head of his cock brushed against her g-spot with every thrust.
'Love you s- so much.' She kissed him again.
'Love ya, baby… can't wait for you to be my wife.' Joel moaned against her lips.
She whined in response as Joel rested his forehead against hers. They both wanted to relish in this for as long as they could but as things got steamier, hotter, feeling so good, they couldn't help but become eager to make things faster and harder.
Joel sped up his thrusts while Becca pressed her heels against his ass to make him push into her harder and harder. He was pressing all the right buttons, flipping all the right switches. She felt like she'd died and gone to heaven.
'Baby, p- please…' she whimpered, feeling close again.
'Whaddya need, honey?' He asked gruffly.
'Touch- touch me.' She stuttered as he continued making love to her.
He reached down between their bodies to press two fingers to her clit and start rubbing in circles.
'Oh god- yes!' She gasped, hands finding grip on his shoulders.
'Can I finish with you?' He asks, groaning.
She nodded feverishly and pulled him down for a kiss to keep herself from screaming. 'Gonna- oh fuck, Joel, I'm cumming.' She whined as she felt her orgasm rush through her.
He felt her pulsing around him and then he was gone, shooting his seed into her. She almost sobbed at how amazing it all felt, her chest heaving, jaw dropped open.
His thrusts became sloppy and slowed down as their minds dripped with euphoria, both of them totally blissed out.
Their movements came to a stop and he pulled out slowly, making her let out one last moan for the morning,'I love you.' She breathed.
He laid down in the bed next to her and pulled her into his chest. 'I love you, too.' He smiled and kissed the top of her head.
Both their eyes slipped closed as dreams started to flash on the insides of their eyelids, sleep coming quickly and peacefully.
Becca groggily opened her eyes as she lifted her head from the pillow. She murmured under her breath, frowning when Joel wasn't in the bed. The room was dark, which meant the sun had set. How long had she been asleep?
She pulled herself out of bed. She winced slightly as she stood up. Her inner thighs and she ached between her legs. He was bigger than what she's been used to.
She covered her naked body up with her robe and walked out of their bedroom in search of Joel. She smelled something delicious cooking in the air and her stomach grumbled. She was starving. She didn't eat this morning. She had been too nervous, excited and anxious.
Becca smiled to herself as she walked downstairs, feeling the pull of her tense muscles. She over exerted herself. She hasn't used some of those muscles in a very long time.
She stood in the entrance way of the kitchen. She found him standing by the stove, wearing only a pair of boxers. She stood there for a few minutes, silently watching and appreciating him. His back was facing her as he bounced around the kitchen. He was singing to himself and she noticed a spring in his step. He seemed…lighter. Happier. He did just get laid.
She covered her mouth with her hand to suppress her grin. Her cheeks felt hot when she thought about him inside her. It had been so good. Beyond her expectations. He did everything right. She knew he would.
It didn't surprise her that he was a good lover. Even when they just touched each other. He always made sure she came first and took care of her needs before his own. He wasn't selfish. In bed or out of it.
She sneakily walked up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, whispering,'Boo.'
He smirked as he rubbed her arm, keeping his back to her,'You're horrible at being a sneak. I heard you walking down the steps. We'll have to work on that.'
She rolled her eyes and kissed between his shoulder blades,'You wanna be my teacher, hmm?'
His blood ran hot at the huskiness in her tone. He thought about the way she sounded in bed, all breathy and begging him. He got hard just thinking about it.
He woke up feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. It wasn't just because they had sex (which was fucking fantastic by the way). It was the intimacy shared between them.
They finally took that last step. They were closer than any two people can be. He fell in love with her all over again. No doubt about it. He was hers for however long she would have him, which he hoped was forever. God, he hoped it was forever.
He turned around in her arms and held her face in his hands, kissing her deeply. She gasped at the intensity of the loss and leaned up on her tiptoes to reach him. She loved and hated that he was taller than her.
Joel seemed to have gotten the memo. He slid his hands off her face and down to grip her hips. He pulled her up against his body, bringing her level with him as his lips plundered hers.
He put all he was feeling for her into the kiss. Love, adoration, acceptance and clarity. They didn't have to doubt how they felt about each other anymore.
She leaned back from kiss to catch her breath and ran her hand through his hair. He bent his head to kiss her neck, his lips trailing down to chest. He lavished kisses down the length of her scar. His tongue lashing out against the puckered skin as he kissed it gently.
The tenderness brought tears to her eyes. He never shied away from her scars. Just as she was never disgusted with his own. He showed reverence to them. It showed him she survived. She made it through.
He hummed softly as he kissed back up her chest to bury his face in her neck,'There ain't nothing I can teach ya that you don't already know.'
She grinned, knowing he wasn't just talking about her covert skills,'I wouldn't say that. I'm sure there's some things you can teach me.'
Joel sucked in his breath as her hands teasingly danced across the waistband of his boxers. He was already half hard. It never took much with her.
He bit his bottom lip as she slid her hands inside his boxers and gripped his cock. He leaned back against the counter and he gasped as her small hands slowly stroked his cock. He was fully erect now. His cock painfully hard. He wondered if she was too sore to go again.
He woke up before her and laid in bed as he watched her sleep soundly on his chest. He would do this sometimes. Watch her sleep. He doesn't know why he does it. She fascinated him. The fact she trusted him enough to close her eyes and know he wouldn't hurt her. She shared her body with him. She let him touch her and be inside her. He'll never get over that.
His eyes searched her face as she stroked and pumped his cock,'Ya sore?'
She tugged on his cock and he let out a whimper. A thrill ran through her as his jaw went slack and his head dropped back. His eyes fluttering shut.
She shook her head in disbelief. She did that. She could make such a strong willed man fall down to his knees and become a whimpering mess. She didn't feel power or control over him. She felt trust. He felt comfortable enough to show this side of himself to her. He didn't hide how much he wanted her.
She shook her head and licked her lips, whispering,'A little, but you'll make me feel better. Won't you?'
His eyes widened at that. What happened to the shy and sweet girl he knew? This woman was insatiable.
They've both been deprived for so long. Too long. They were making up for lost time.
She rubbed the head of his cock, smearing his precum around his tip. He arched his hips up into her touch, needing more.
He gripped her ass and easily lifted her up, sitting her on the counter. He was faintly aware dinner was on the stove, but could care less about eating. Not when he had a gorgeous woman's hands on his cock, begging with those big blues eyes of hers to fuck her.
He stood in between her legs and pulled the tie of her robe. He locked his lips as he fell open, revealing herself to him. His hands slowly roved over her stomach and slid over her chest. He groped her tits, his large hands tugging and tweaking her nipples.
Her eyes rolled back in her head and she leaned back against the cabinets, giving him better access. She tugged on the waistband, pulling them down enough to let his cock spring free.
She stared down at his cock bobbing against his chest. Her pussy throbbed, thinking about his big cock inside her. Having sex with him seemed like a dam loose inside her. There were so many things she wanted to do with him. Her mind was racing with everything at once.
Becca's had sex, but never with someone she fully trusted. Ben nor David weren't exciting lovers. Ben was always missionary and would never eat her out unless she begged him. She usually had to finish herself off. She doesn't remember sex with David. Not really anyway. It's like she blocked everything out.
With Joel, she was fully present and in control. She gave her the freedom to explore and always took care of her first. This is what it's like to be with a real man.
His hands slid underneath her robe, letting it slide off her shoulders. She shimmied out of it, letting it pool at her waist.
His eyes looked over her heatedly and ravenously, like he didn't know where to touch first. Her skin felt like it was on fire. Her entire body was fleshed out in goosebumps.
He crouched down in between her legs, her cheeks feeling hot as he spread her legs even wider. She was completely exposed to him. He didn't touch her first. He leaned in close to her pussy and closed his eyes.
Her pussy throbbed as she felt his hot breath against her sensitive skin. She looked down at her eyes widened in shock. He was smelling her. He had a euphoric look on his face. No one's ever done this before.
She swore her entire body blushed. Every part of her felt hot, like molten lava was running through her veins. She's never felt this with anyone before. The desire ran deep.
He was always sexy to her, but she was seeing him in a completely different light. She's seen him aroused, but it was nothing like this. His hair was messy from her hands. His pupils blown black. His face looked softer. He seemed more relaxed and at ease.
Becca was excited to see what else he had in store for her. She knew this was only the beginning. He seemed to have a lot more experience. She could fully indulge herself with him. Try and do things she always wanted, knowing he would be game for it. He wouldn't shame her for the things she wanted.
Joel slowly leaned forward and licked a line up her slit. Her hips arched and she let out a loud gasp. She was still sensitive, but he seemed to know that. He was so in tune with her body. They were so in sync.
He gripped her knees and kept her legs spread wide open for him. He licked a line up her slit, gathering her witness on his cock. Her hips jerked and she let out a loud gasp, her hands gripping his hair.
His tongue slid inside her folds, licking around the walls of her pussy. He could taste his dried cum from their lovemaking, but it didn't disgust him. He felt pride swelling up in his chest, knowing this beautiful woman gave him the privilege of being inside her.
He greedily lapped at her, his nose buried in her folds as he sucked and slurped on her pussy. His nose pressed up against her clit as she ground her pussy against his mouth.
He slobbered inside her cunt, wanting to get it as wet as possible for him. He looked up at her and saw her staring down at him so intensely he almost forgot how to breathe.
He stood up and smirked when she pouted. Her cheeks were flushed and her blue eyes were hazy with lust. Her red hair messy from bed and his hands.
He shook his head in disbelief. She was so fucking sexy. He wondered if he could have her pout like that as he pounded into her from behind. He could picture it now. Her staring back at him with those doe like eyes of hers, pouting and begging for him to go harder.
He gripped the base of his cock as he bent his head down and slowly spit down onto her pussy. She was wet enough, but he knew she would be sore. He wanted her to be comfortable. He would always make sure she enjoyed herself with him.
He watched as his spit slowly fell into the crevices of her pussy. He did it again and made sure to watch her face this time. Her cheeks got even redder. Her eyes widened almost in…embarrassment. He wouldn't call her out on it though.
He felt an anger rise up within him. He wondered if any man she's been with it made her feel good. Did any of them care about her needs?
It was a damn fucking shame. They had the honor of this amazing woman and not one of them appreciated her. It didn't sit right with him. It probably never will. He couldn't change what was done to her, but he could make the rest of her like feel like this. He vowed to do just that.
He rubbed the head of his cock over her slit, testing her readiness for him. His cock twitched when she murmured his name.
Her hands were gripping his biceps as she pouted again, making his heart hammer in his chest,'What do you want, baby?' His lips were a breath away from hers.'I need to hear ya say it.'
He didn't just ask because he wanted her to feel comfortable. He relished in hearing those words. She wanted him. Forever. She said those words to him with so much conviction. If he wasn't in love with her before; he certainly would be now.
'I want you.' She groaned at in frustration as he teasingly rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit,'Inside me, Joel.' She stared at him pleadingly,'Please.'
The last word done him in. He would never deny her of anything.
He pushed the head of his cock inside her and pushed forward, sliding into her with one full stroke. They both gasped loudly at the contact.
He stayed still for a moment, letting her get adjusted to him again. She had been so tight. Too tight for his liking. Had no man got her good and ready for them?
She always seemed so surprised whenever he touched her or put his mouth on her. He wanted her to get used to it. He would eat her out three times a day, every fucking meal if she would let him. He was going to show her what it's like to have a loving and trusting sexual relationship.
She cupped the back of his neck and ran her hands through the nape of his hair. She arched her hips slightly, which made his breath hitch. She did it again, but harder this time.
She looked over his face. He was biting his bottom and his eyes were half lidded with lust, 'Joel…please.'
He pushed forward slightly as he bottomed out inside her. He couldn't help the moan that escaped him. She felt too good. Each push into her felt like falling, making his stomach drop. She gripped him like a vice. Sweet suffocation.
He pressed his chest fully against hers, making sure to keep his pressure light.
Even in his lusty haze; he reminded himself she was still healing. He would need to be gentle. At least for now. When she was fully healed though; there were going to have some fun.
He started moving slowly, sliding in and out of her tight body. He stared down at their connecting bodies, watching in awe. Her pussy lips were wrapped tightly around him. Her pussy was slightly red from stretching her out and he felt a sick sort of thrill shoot through his body. He was the biggest she's had. He could see it on her face, but she took him so good, like she were meant for him.
He gripped her hips and gently pulled her forward, sliding her ass to the edge of the counter. He slowly pulled her hips forward to meet his thrusts. The sounds of their moans, ragged breathing and blooded slapping together echoed throughout the empty house.
She pulled his head down for a kiss. Their tongues tangled together sloppily as his thrusts became harder. He grunted into her mouth when experimentally rolled her hips against his. His hands gripped her waist tightly as she did it again and again.
His eyes rolled in pleasure as she moved against him. He lifted her up in his strong arms as she locked her legs around his waist. Her back was pressed up against the counter as he fucked her in long and deep strokes.
His hands gripped her waist tightly, moving her up and down on his cock. Her head was thrown back as she moaned loudly, her voice becoming hoarse. She was making sound he's never heard come out of her before.
She was grinding herself down on him and he smirked at her enthusiasm. He wondered if she's ever rode a man's cock before. He wanted that too, seeing her heavy tits bounce and her long hair billowing around her. He wanted it all.
She was cupping the back of his neck as he pressed his forehead against hers. He clenched his eyes shut, his teeth grinding as he felt her tighten herself around his cock.
He threw his head back as she sucked and nipped at his neck,'Fuck, you get me so hot.'
She whimpered as he nipped at her lips,'You feel so good.' She whispered raggedly against his lips,'So good.'
He relished in her praise. It turned him on even more. Women in his past would tease him about having a praise kink. He didn't see anything wrong in it. He just liked hearing it. He needed the reassurance just like everybody else.
She tugged on his hair as she closed her eyes. She was so overcome with pleasure she could think of anything else but him.
His hands slid underneath her ass and she was suspended in his arms. She wasn't afraid of falling. He would catch her every time.
His thrusts were gentle, but firm as he pressed his hips against hers. He bent his knees to get a deeper angle, making them both moan in unison.
She sucked hard onto his neck, knowing she would leave a mark, but she didn't care. She didn't care who saw or who knew. She could care less what the holier than thous had to say. Nothing that felt this good could ever be wrong.
He could feel his balls tightening and knew he was close. He slid his hand between their bodies and rubbed her clit. He gently pushed her hips back against the counter, his one arm wrapped firmly around her waist as he thrust hard and deep into her.
He leaned back as he looked down, rubbing her clit with his thumb as her beautiful body writhed against him. He watched in awe as she fell apart in front of him. Her knees buckled, but his arm around her kept her steady.
Her pussy fluttered around him as she came. Her juices gushed out of her and onto his cock, wetting the insides of their thighs. His eyes widened in amazement. She was so wet it was like he couldn't even feel her anymore.
All it took were two more full strokes and he was coming. His hips jerked erratically as he pressed her back against the counter. His knees almost buckled at the intensity of his orgasm. It was the second most intense orgasm he's ever had. The first when they made love.
She gasped as she felt his hot come spurt deep inside her, warming her from the inside out. She kept her face on his in wonderment. His eyes were tightly closed. His face was contorted in pleasure as he bit his bottom lip. She could hear him moaning lowly and grunted as he slowly pumped his cock into hers. He didn't want to waste a drop. He wanted every single bit of himself inside her.
His hips stopped moving as they took a few moments to catch their breath. He slowly pulled out of her, making her wince slightly from the disconnect.
He frowned as he saw the pain flash across her face. He gentle sat her back on the counter, holding her face in his hands,'Did I hurt ya?'
'No.' She shook her head and sighed, seeing the unconvinced look on his face. She cupped his bearded cheek in her hand.'You're just…bigger than anything I've had before. You're going to take some time to get used to. That's all.'
He was an asshole for feeling smug, but he wouldn't apologize for it. It's not everyday he's told something like that. He wondered if this what it felt like being on cloud nine.
He pulled up his boxers and grabbed a clean and knelt in front of her to clean her up. She blushed and shook her head shyly,'I can do that.'
'You can.' He nodded as he nuzzled against her leg,'It's my mess though. I should clean it up.'
She took a deep breath and nodded slowly. She watched him as he carefully wiped the inside of her thighs. He ran the rag over her sensitive pussy and she gasped from the sensation.
She looked away for a moment, feeling her face getting hot. No one's certainly never did this for her before. It felt more intimate than sex.
He finished cleaning her up and stared at the pot on the stove, shaking his head,'Food is ruined.' He grinned over at her,'Someone distracted me.'
'We can eat leftovers.' She looked up at the clock on the wall,'It's six?' Her eyes widened, 'We've been sleeping since this morning?'
'You've been sleeping since this morning.' He grabbed the pot and placed it in the sink,'I thought about waking ya up with my dick inside ya, but I didn't think it was a gentleman like thing to do.'
She pursed her lips to hide her grin. Many wouldn't believe it, but Joel Miller was a southern gentleman through and through. When he wanted to be.
She put her robe back on as she slid off the counter. Her legs felt like jello and she gripped the counter to steady herself.
'I've never been woken up like that.' She whispered admittedly,'I mean, I…I have.' She shook her head,'I would want it with you though.'
He read between the lines and it gutted him. He wanted to hunt down and kill every man who hurt her.
He cupped her cheek as he stared hard into her eyes,'You don't have to worry that with me. You ain't got to do anything ya don't want to. You're not comfortable with anything. You let me know.'
She smiled softly as she grabbed a plate of leftover fried chicken out of the fridge,'Don't laugh, but there's a lot of things I haven't…tried and done before.'
He walked over to the kitchen table, waiting until she sat down before he took a seat next to her. She smiled at that. He is a gentleman.
He narrowed his eyes at her and gripped her chair, sliding it closer to him,'I like you close to me.'
He took her smooth long legs and draped them over his lap. He slid his fingertips up and down her calf lightly and shook his head in disbelief, whispering,'Your skin's so soft. Drives me insane.
Her heart was pounding in her chest. If this how he was after sex than they should've been having it a hell of a lot sooner. He was being sexy and flirtatious with. Affectionate.
He watched her as she picked up a piece of chicken and bit into it. She licked the crumbs off her lips and he felt his cock twitch again. He knew she couldn't go again. She was sore and needed time to recover, but the floodgates were open. Twice wasn't enough. The rest of their lives wouldn't be enough.
His age was one of the reasons why he hesitated to have sex with her. He was considered young, but men his age started to lose their drive. He didn't have to worry about that with her. His libido was making up for lost time. She made him feel like a teenager again.
'What did ya mean by that?' He looked over at her as he picked up a piece of chicken,'What haven't ya tried before?'
'A lot.' She shrugged,'I got married really young. Ben was the first guy I had been with. We…' She shook her head,'We had no business getting married that young, but when I lost my virginity to him I thought getting married was what's supposed to happen next.'
'That's bullshit.' He spat out with more vitriol than he meant to,'You don't marry the first person ya have sex with. That's just dumb.'
She nodded and laughed,'I know, right? But when mama found out.' She whistled, 'Woo boy. Was she mad. She cried for a solid hour. She made us pray about it.' She laughed at the look of disgust on his face,'She made me confess to our pastor.' She rolled her eyes, 'Then we had to pray about it. So much praying because I had sex for the first time. I wasn't brought to a doctor. There weren't any conversations with my mother about any of the emotions I were feeling. I was made to pray about it. And you know what the Lord decided?'
He shook his head disgustedly,'You married him.'
She nodded and smiled wryly,'Bingo.'
Joel was silent for a few moments. He mulled over what she told him. He knew she was raised in Kentucky as a Baptist. In his experience, Southern Baptists were a whole different breed of crazy. He would rather deal with infected. At least they weren't bigots.
He gripped her thigh as he bit into his chicken,'Do…you feel guilty about it?' He cleared his throat,'About having sex with me?'
She looked at him funny and laughed,'You mean are you going to find me in the church house begging for forgiveness?' She smirked,'Hell would freeze over before that happened.' She leaned over and stroked his bearded cheek, 'I don't feel guilty about anything we've done. Only that I wish we've done it sooner.' She shrugged, 'Besides, you asked me to marry you before we had sex. You didn't even get the goods first.'
'Yes I did.' He looked at her with so much conviction she would believe anything he uttered in this moment,'I had everything I wanted when I asked ya. You're worth more than what's between your legs. You don't need me to tell you that.'
Tears filled her eyes and she kissed his cheek,'See, you are a feminist.'
'Always have been.' He shrugged,'I taught Sarah to always want the same as everyone else. Regardless of her gender or the color of her skin.'
He took a sip of his water, pacing himself for the conversation and what he was about to reveal to her,'Esther was African American. It was difficult living in Texas as a black woman. I hoped that Esther would've been able to help her navigate that.' He scratched his beard,'When she left, I…felt like I cheated her in some way cause I didn't know how to…how to help her be a woman or deal with the prejudices of being a black woman in the south. People are fucking awful sometimes.'
Becca was surprised he was revealing so much to her. He was like an open book with her right now. She had a feeling he would be more forthcoming about his past. She agreed to marry him. Not because of his past, but she wanted to know all she could about him.
'I'm sure you did your best.' She shook her head, 'I don't know what that's like, but I know by the way you talked about her that you loved her. Still do. The best thing you could've done was love her, Joel. And you did that.
He nodded as he blinked away tears,'Thank you.' He sighed shakily,'I…I ain't talked to anybody like this in a long time. Feels good to have ya.' He huffed in frustration,'I know ya got your own problems.'
She placed her hand over his mouth and shook her head 'Hush. I love you. You love me. We share our burdens with each other. It's what we do. You're gonna be my husband, Joel. I want you to talk to me about anything.'
She took her hand off his mouth and he playfully nipped at her fingers, making her laugh,'You really wanna be saddled to me for the rest of my life?'
'Yeah.' She nodded as she looked over his face,'I really do.'
It was all the answer he needed from her. The determined look in her eyes. There wasn't any doubt this is what she wanted.
He wouldn't ask her anymore.
After dinner, they took a shower together. They just washed each other-too exhausted for anything else. She slowly ran their hands over each other's bodies, relishing in the fact they could actually do this. Be together whenever they wanted.
They sat out on the porch, freshly showered and changed into their pajamas. She sat in his lap as he tightly wrapped his arms around her. They enjoyed the chilly, but refreshing fall night.
Joel rested his chin on top of her head as he stared over at the barn,'We should get married there.'
She followed his eyes and smiled, leaning her head against his shoulder,'I would love that. Sadie and Dusty could be flower girls.'
He snorted and shook his head,'You love those horses more than me.'
'No I don't.' She smirked,'I've just known them longer than you. I do love them though. To the point of obsession.'
'Don't I know it.' He laughed as he kissed the top of her head,'You gonna ride me as good as ya do them?'
She buried her face in his shoulder, feeling her cheeks grow hot. She was a thirty eight year old woman blushing like a teenager,'I've never done it, but I'm a fast learner.'
He closed his eyes and sighed. He was partly anger and intrigued she's never ridden a man before. He bit his bottom lip. He was eager to show her just how fun sex could be.
'By the way you moved on my cock in the kitchen. I don't think you'll have a problem.' He shook his head,'You're the sexiest woman I've ever seen, baby. You just don't know.' He laughed in disbelief,'You really don't know and that's the fucked up part.'
'You gonna show me?'
He shook his head and frowned,'Fuck no. I ain't gotta teach ya that. You're gonna show me.'
She didn't know what he meant by that. She was excited for all the possibilities. When she was a little girl; she used to always think about the perfect man for herself. Her imagination could never envision a man like Joel Miller. He wasn't a man you conjured in your head.
You had to see it to believe.