CHAPTER 15
Memories burned into the brain
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"I kissed you back" Jason says, exhaling.
Mymind goes blank. And it continues blank while he hunches down and gently kisses his warm lips against mine, and feel his shaved warm cheeks against mine, and his shaved chin against mine.
Then I remember.
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I'm walking out the building after talking to Agent Green, looking at my phone to check if my flight wasn't delayed or something. The Navy will pay for commercial flights for me and Ray, and Agent Green willgo on the same flight as ours. I like her, she's a very practical, down to earth person.
But I should've definitely looked up while I walk. Because for my despair, I turn a corner and almost run over Natalie. And she has Jason right next to her. I bump not too hard into her, but to be honest, if I saw it was her, I would've bumped harder. She looks like the type of person who would fly away with a strong wind. I could easily take her down, if it came to it.
Still, I can't believe it. I'm staying away for a month but still have to see Jason and Natalie together again before I leave. Talk about bad luck.
"I'm so sorry" I lie, "I didn't see you" this time I'm speaking the truth.
"Oh, that's ok" Natalie raises her eyebrows with a blasé look, as if nothing could affect her. I don't like her. She looks at Jason and so do I. He's hesitating.
"Hum hey" Jason finally says something, "Are you leaving with Ray?"
"Yes. I'm on my way to the airport now" I formally answer him, and Natalie stares at both of us.
"Do you work with Ray? With Bravo?" Natalie asks, taking a step to stand closer to Jason. I nod.
"Yes, she does" Jason formally answers Natalie, gesturing to me. "Sorry, I forgot you two don't really know each other. This is Victoria, she's part of Bravo's crew" he informs, looking at Natalie, and I hate that he puts me at the same level as the other ten people and soldiers that help Bravo. Then he turns to me, quickly glancing at my face, "this is Natalie. Dr. Pierce".
Natalie gives me her hand and I firmly shake it. "I'm Ensign Victoria Faulkner, actually" I properly introduce myself, and I see with the corner of my eye that Jason squirms. Natalie raises her eyebrows, surprised, because I outrank Jason, who is enlisted. "I analyze the intel for Bravo. I'm one of the Officers in charge of their ops".
"Oh" Natalie glances at Jason, also finding it weird how he introduced me as someone less important in the team. She goes back and stands glued to Jason, and I can tell she's showing she owns looks tired, but she always looks tired. Tired of living. But she also looks happy today. He looks normal and serious. Half dead, as usual. Maybe they didn't have sex. Better yet, maybe the sex wasn't that good. But for the look she's giving, the sex was great, at least for her. Of course, it could be because of their conversation last night, when he asked her to stay in VA Beach 'to help him face the unknown'. I could laugh, but I could also cry.
"Well, I'm a physiologist at the Base. So if one day you feel any pain or need to recover from surgery, I will help you. Actually, my specialty is to extend your health so that you can be active in the Navy for longer" she explains, with a very tiresome voice. It took her almost two minutes to finish her sentence. She talks as if I'm in kindergarten, and I don't know if she does that because she thinks I'm dumb or what. I truly dislike her.
"Is that so? Interesting" I lie, "Well, since I'm not really in the battlefield all the time, I don't think I need such a fancy treatment".
"Well, it's not that fancy, but it is personalized" she says, then she grabs Jason's biceps, "Jace here was one of my first patients in VA Beach when I arrived. I helped him recover from his hip surgery last year, and now he's even in better shape than before, because he also followed my meal plan and other treatments I formulated especially for him" she finishes, after five minutes, proud. I remember that his hips were working amazingly in J-Bad. So I thank Natalie for that.
"Ah. But when you date a doctor, the treatments are always extra special, right?" I tease them, glancing at Jason. He looks uncomfortable.
Natalie softly chuckles. "Well, maybe, but I wasn't dating him when he was recovering. I mean, we started dating when I was helping him right after he had the surgery" she explains, and it takes a while for me to register her words.
"Oh. You mean, you two started dating during his treatment? Here? At the Base?" I ask, pointing at the floor, not believing how unprofessional this woman is. She was hitting on a patient. That's disgusting.
"Yes... Like I said, last year" Natalie answers, raising her eyebrow and not understanding. I feel the urge to throw an ethics book at her, but then I remember that I had illegal sex with Jason in J-Bad. But to be honest, our sex wasn't unethical, because I didn't favor him in any way. She obviously did.
"Okey... How nice of you to give him the special treatment, then" I reply, not hiding my sarcasm, at all, and both of them notice it. Jason's face shut down, and Natalie squirms. I sigh. "Well, perhaps I should leave to take my flight" I'll be running late if this woman continues to talk for five minutes at a time.
"Actually, I gotta go too" Natalie says, then she turns to Jason and holds him by his uniform, "Call me later?" she seductively says, then he nods and hunches down to kiss her. And they linger their kiss, in a very unprofessional and kind of disgusting way. At least for me, that was watching. Not sure if it was her or him that lingered their kiss, but it looked unnatural. "Nice to meet you, Victoria" Natalie says, and I almost believe her. She must talk in that same way when she tells Jason that she cares about Bravo Team.
I notice I have averydisgusted expression when Jason looks at me, so I turn to leave. He casually walks beside me.
"What's that look? Something bothering you, huh?" Jason teases me, but he's a little annoyed, probably because of what I said to them now, and also because of what I told him the day before yesterday at The Bulkhead.
"Nothing at all. Didn't know doctors could sleep with patients, that's all" I casually explain, and I don't stop walking.
"What" Jason cockily smiles at me and raises his eyebrows, "Are you jealous of me or something?"
I immediately stop. "Please. I feel sorry for you, that's how I feel" I state, crossing my arms.
Jason's face shut down. "Excuse me?" he dangerously asks, with a hurt expression. I immediately regret what I said.
I sigh, still with my arms crossed. "Look. It's not-"
"I don't give a fuck about how you feel or what you think, Ensign Faulkner" Jason harshly says, and even though he's right to be angry, his words hurt me, a lot. I'm speechless for a second.
"Well, I apologize for saying what I think. It won't happen again" I say, looking down.
Jason sighs and comes closer to me. "Look. I didn't mean to be that rude. Sorry".
I squirm, glancing away, then I look up at him. He looks still hurt about what I said, but I realize that he obviously doesn't think it's my place to say anything. I feel terrible that I can't even be his friend anymore, and I can't shake off the image of Jason taking Natalie from her hand out of The Bulkhead, to have sex with her. And now, their kiss in front of me. I feel my eyes filling with tears, so I blink. I'll miss his face, I know it, because I'll be gone for at least a month. And he keeps cutely staring at me, and quickly glances at my lips. I realize that we're alone behind a tree and I can hear both of our breaths. He's so close that I can almost taste his lips. So I do.
Without a second thought, I hold his uniform, just like Natalie did a minute ago, and pull him close. My lips touch his, and I even forget about where we are. I feel his warm lips against mine, and feel his shaved warm cheeks against mine, and his shaved chin against mine. He's all warm, and I know that I'm all burning.
When I finally realize what I'm doing and start to feel ashamed, Jason kisses me back, quite eagerly, and I melt completely. I pull him even closer and he suddenly stops our kiss, looking at me and heavily breathing.
"What are you doing?" Jason huskily asks, confused. He was kissed by two different women in a matter of five minutes, so of course he's confused. I'm so embarrassed I could die. I realize I'm still holding his uniform and quickly release the shirt. My mind goes blank, I have no excuses. When that happens I blurt something idiotic.
"I just wanted to know what it felt like. Without the beard" I clumsily explain, and even though it's a ridiculous and childish explanation, and he knows I'm lying, at least it's not as bad as the truth. That I miss him and that I'm dying of jealousy. Actually, what I said is the truth too, I really was curious about it. Now I'm just ashamed.
Jason looks hurt and still confused.
"I'm…I'msorry", I stutter, completely ashamed. So, with nothing more to say or do, I turn and leave him, walking the few steps to my car, looking down.
While I get into my car, I remember that he kissed me back, so he wants me. But I can't feel happy. Because it doesn't matter if he wants me. He's in love with Dr. Tiresome.
What hurts me the most is that I felt bad for maybe forcing him to have something secret with me, while he parades around the Base with his former doctor, and from what I've heard, they were official before J-Bad too, so when she was still his doctor. And still they get to date and talk to other people about how they met and when they fucked while having a doctor-patient relationship. It nauseates me. But truth is, the biggest difference is that hewantsto be with Natalie. And not with me. We came back from J-Bad and she told him what he wanted to hear, but still, he could've chosen to be with me, but he shut me down still in J-Bad, when he left me in the cabin that morning.
He definitely has no feelings for me. Maybe he liked to sleep with me more than I realized, but it never crossed his mind to have anything other than that.
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I gasp, because in a second I remember everything from that morning.
Now he's not with Natalie anymore, and he's kissing me. He wants me, and is waiting to see if I want him. And yes, I do. Because I'm that dumb.
I move my lips closer to his to show him that I want him too. A lot. I feel his warm lips against mine again, and his shaved warm cheeks against mine again, and I also feel when he opens his mouth to massage my tongue with his, slowly. I melt right there, feeling my entire body burn while he leans his body closer to mine. I notice, happy, that he's not wearing that basic perfume anymore, he smells like himself again. His blazergrazesmy armand chest, and he suddenly moves his hand to my lower back and pullsme closer, while resting his other forearm on the door, next to my face. I move my hands to his hair, and realize how much I missed just doing that, and he deepens the kiss, now almost squeezing me against the door.
"Can I come in?" he murmurs on my lips, with a husky voice, and I hesitate. I definitely want to have mind blowing sex with him, but I also definitely can't stand having my heart broken again.
"What changed, Jason?" I ask him, and he looks at me confused, with his face still close to mine. He's covering me completely, with his arm on the door. If someone saw him from the street,theywould think that he's a drunk leaning on my door.
"Whatdoyoumean" he asks anxiously, breathing heavily.
I swallow, to gather courage. "Last time I invited you to stay with me, you left".
He thinks for a second, then gives me a sad smile. "What's the point?"
"I don't understand" I say, hurt.
"Why did you invite me?" he asks, still anxious and with his face close to mine. "Thomas is a great guy, and he was calling you to have breakfast, and wanted to be with you. You obviously had something with him".
"I still don't understand"
Jason is nervous now, and starts to gesticulate. "We can't be together, Vicky. You can be with Thomas. Why would you insist on wasting your time on me?" he states, still close to me. "I left, because I was obviously getting in the way".
He has a point, but maybe he didn't realize that Thomas was my plan B. Even though of course he should be my plan A, if I was smart. But I'm not.
"Thomas and I don't have anything. We're friends" I explain, and he looks relieved. "Why are you here, then? We still can't be together" I point out, and instead of distancing myself from him, I actually position myself to touch his leg and chest a lot more.
Jason looks down to our legs and chests touching, breathing heavily. "Because, apparently" he says, serious, then looks up at me, "I like to suffer".
I understand him completely; apparently I like to suffer too. Because I smile slightly and quickly take my key from my purse and turn to open the door. I'm anxious enough, but I become nervous when I feel Jason breathing behind me and slightly grazing something on my butt. Jason apparently is very eager to spend his energy, because I barely open the door and he grabs me from behind, embracing my waist and almost carrying me inside the house, while breathing in my hair. He shuts the door behind with his foot and I throw my purse on the entry table, but it falls to the floor. I leave it there, because I also don't want to waste any time.
"I hate unfinished jobs" I tell him, while he's still embracing me from behind, and I feel his smile on my cheek. He knows he owes me a happy ending from the last time we were together.
"Oh yeah, me too" he replies, smiling, and unzips my dress from the back, while I kick my shoes out. I lean on the dining table while he pushes my dress down, and my dress hadn't even reached the floor when Jason moves his rough hands to my stomach, embracing me from behind again. He moves one hand under my panties, between my legs, and with the other he squeezes my breast under my bra. I'm a little overwhelmed with Jason's fast actions, but he doesn't even wait for me to say anything and immediately starts to move his fingers inside my core and on my clit, deliciously reminding me of what he did in my cabin the last time we were together. The best part is, he obviously remembers it too.
I feel his bulge under his pants while he embraces me close to him and efficiently moves his fingers between my legs and squeezes my breast, and I hear him gasping in my ear while biting and kissing my cheek and neck. He chuckles when I squirm my legs, and since he's embracing me tight I can't do much except to move my hands on his hair. He enjoys it a lot, because he presses his hands a lot harder, both on my breast and in my core, and in a couple of minutes I come on his fingers, moaning and squirming.
I turn to him, dizzy, and he's already shaking his blazer to the floor and smiling cockily at me, pleased with the result of his strong hands. I don't even know where I'm going, and of course neither does he, because my house is only lit by a lampshade near the entryway and he's never been there. While both of us quickly unbutton his shirt, I finally gather my thoughts and try to remember if my bedroom is tidy, and yes, it is, so I pull him to come with me up the stairs.
He's anxious, almost running up the stairs behind me and grabbing my waist, to hurry me up. My legs are still weak from the orgasm, and I still didn't regain all my muscles back, not even close, but I'm not sure he remembers.
When I get to the top of the stairs I push him backwards to my bedroom, kissing him. Everything is dark but I somehow find the light switches to turn the wall sconces on, and he's already opening his pants while I'm taking off my bra. He pushes pants and boxer briefs down at once and I chuckle at his eagerness while I push my panties down. I missed his naked body, for sure, and I can see his erection pink and just waiting for me. He chuckles from his own eagerness too, and comes back to kiss my breasts and then my lips, and embraces me completely, holding me from my waist, so I feel his entire body against mine while we're still standing up and kissing. He squeezes my butt and I gasp, loving his anxious rough hands all over me.
He drags me to the bed and doesn't let me go while he climbs the bed with me, always holding me with his arm around my waist, and I probably never felt so wanted in my entire life, or wanting someone as much as I do now. My hands are on his chest, hair, then shoulder, and he barely lays my back on the bed, not even in the middle, and already takes his hand to guide his erection to my core. He stops our kiss to look at me and immediately pushes inside of me, pressing and holding my blanket above me while grunting. I want him completely inside of me, so I wrap my legs on his lower back and press my feet so he can reach as deep as possible, and he sounds very happy about it, grinning at me and laughing naughtily. I love the sound of his laughter, so I chuckle with him too. We both sound very happy, and he's barely inside of me and I'm already slightly twitching again.
He starts to move, still keeping his face close to mine, and his body is grazing mine while he thrusts deeply into me, but not too slowly. He's still anxious, and keeps gasping and quietly groaning while he moves, and his sounds come out shaky. These are delicious sounds to hear, because they show me that he wants me, a lot.
I dishevel his hair and then graze his cheek with my fingers, while he looks serious at me. He has a slight five o'clock shadow again, which is the limit of what the Navy allows military men to have. The only exception is for Seals, because they usually have to blend in the crowd, so the Navy allows them to have beards. I'm sure he'll let hisbeard grow, and I love his look with the beard, but I think I'll miss his beardless face too, so I kiss and softly bite his shaved cheeks just in case. I have my eyes closed but I feel Jason smiling while I do that; I know that he knows why I'm kissing his shaved face.
I am, once again, playing with fire, and this time I know I'll burn, because, once again, I realize that I could stay there in my bed, being fucked by Jason, all night long. If he has the stamina, of course. And maybe I'd feel a burn or some pain after a while, but except for that, I'd definitely happily stay there. As soon as I think that, I open my eyes and Jason is looking at me and speeds up the pace.
"I know why you came that morning" I calmly tell him, smiling and lazily kissing his cheek, while he fucks me deeply, using all his force. Because only this night I was sure of what I suspected. He frowns and waits for me to explain.
"When you came that morning to my cabin. Now I know why" I state. He was jealous, because I was talking to Thomas, a lot, the night before. With Austin, too. "You thought I had something with Thomas. You were jealous".
Jason slightly frowns, trying to disguise it. He grunts.
"Don't know what you're talking about" he says with a smirk, with a monotone voice. But now I'm pretty sure of it, because he was acting very dominant, like he was there to remind me of how good he is, in case I was thinking about having sex with someone else.
And now he's doing it again, because he unwraps my legs from behind his back and places them on his shoulders, then he holds my hair with his hands. He naughtily grins while he relentlessly thrusts hard into me, reaching me deeply and touching all the sensitive spots of my core at once.
"God" I stutter, having a hard time to focus, and he's loving it, and thrusts faster when he feels I'm starting to twitch.
"I'm not a jealous guy" he playfully lies, still naughtily smiling.
"Never said you were" I smile back at him, and he comes closer to me, keeping his lips next to mine, and I'm twitching more. "I missed seeing you smile" I tell him, because since he told me, minutes ago, he'll go back to Bravo, he smiled more than for the last two and a half, almost three months.
Jason cutely grins at me and holds my blanket with both hands, for grip, and buries his face on my neck, now completely squeezing me between the bed and his body, touching even harder all of the sensitive spots in my core and making me come, hard, in a matter of seconds. Thankfully we're not in Camp Larkin anymore, because I definitely wouldn't be able to restrain my moan and cry when I reached my orgasm.
Jason grunts but stays still, completely inside of me, while I contract, and I feel him pulsating. I open my eyes and he's looking at me with a serious expression, heavily breathing, and then he slowly kisses me, firmly grinding against my core while I'm still twitching. He stops kissing me and lowers my legs from his shoulders, and I'm weak from the orgasm and still a little weak from my time in a coma, so I try, but I can't even wrap them again on his back. And he realizes that.
"Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?" he asks, concerned, and my heart melts even more. He delayed his orgasm for me and I want nothing more than to watch and feel him come.
I smile lazily at him. "No way" I hold his face in my hands and softly kiss his cheeks and lips. "Don't you dare to stop" I delicately threaten him, and his worried expression finally turns into a cute happy one.
He starts to thrust again into me, gently and deeply, while he's looking at my face, watching how I react. I notice he's hesitant to go any faster or harder, so I bury my face on his neck, kiss and softly bite him, as well as his earlobe, and press my nails on his shoulders and back. He understands the obvious signs and speeds up the pace, thrusting a little harder into me.
"I missed Bravo One" I casually confess in his ear, and he gasps and immediately grabs my thigh and moves his body closer to mine again. "When will I get to see him in action again?" I ask, turning my face to see him.
"Oh, I'm talking to Lindell first thing in the morning" he joyfully says, smiling at me, and starts to move faster.
"What will you do with your grandpa mug?" I tease him, chuckling.
"It's not a grandpa mug" he says to me, indignant. Then he patiently explains, "it's my Eagles' mug".
I chuckle. "Oh, that changes everything, then. Too bad you won't have much time to use it".
"I won't, will I?" he joyfully says, smiling and thrusting a lot faster and harder. I'm loving his mood, especially because he's inside of me.
"Can't hold a rifle and a mug at the same time" I remind him, giggling.
He gasps and smiles naughtily at me, raising his eyebrows. He moves even faster and is panting, and I just know he won't last long. He probably realizes it too, but hesitates.
"You do have great hands" I hint at him, smiling, just in case he wants to use them again. I may be weaker but I'm still very much in the mood to come again. With Jason I found out that I can be insatiable too, like he is. He instantly takes the hint and chuckles, panting, while quickly moving his fingers to my clit and pressing hard on it. I softly bite his chin and jaw and dishevel his hair, and only a few seconds pass and I'm already twitching again, close to my third orgasm. I do love his rough hands.
Jason feels me twitching and moves his hand to my thigh and the other hand back to my hair, entwining his fingers on my locks. "Oh my God, Vicky" Jason suddenly says, with a husky voice, and I don't even know what I did, I just know that I love that he's saying my name. He's moving fast and hard, panting and moaning, and I'm definitely matching his arousal, because the sound of his voice and desperate moans drive me crazy. I'm hearing and feeling him everywhere, all over my body, in and out, and he's keeping his face really close to mine.
"Jason, just" I stutter to him, almost breathless, "Just please, don't stop", I barely finish my plead, looking at his reddish face, and he thrusts even harder and deeper, and I come around him, almost screaming a moan, and feel him coming exactly at the same time as I did, and that's probably the most amazing feeling I ever had with any guy, ever. The second best feeling was with Jason too, by the way. And the third.
I hear him loudly groaning too, with me, and I smile happy, still with my eyes shut. I'm completely breathless, but I force myself to open my eyes when he's still emptying himself inside of me, just to watch him. His face is red and he's trying to catch his breath, and grins when he sees I'm looking at him. I'm smiling too.
"I'm so glad you let me come in" Jason jokes, when he finally calms down.
"Sothat'swhy you were so eager to give me a ride home, huh" I tease him, softly kissing his lips.
He chuckles. "No" he lies, "I'm a gentleman. You looked like a damsel-in-distress".
I swallow, remembering how distressed he and the guys were when they thought I was abducted.
"I hate that you guys were stressing out about finding me after rescuing Ray".
Jason blinks and swallows, grazing his finger on my lips, and keeps quiet for a few seconds. "I'm just glad you were safe" he finally says, in a monotone voice.
I nod, feeling extremely exhausted now that the adrenaline and all the hormones are coming down, and because my body is still not the same. He notices it, and rolls to my side, laying on his back and sounding tired, too. I'm almost asleep when I feel him pulling the blanket from under us and placing on top of us, and I feel when he comes back to lay next to me, and I mumble where is the bathroom, in case he wants to go there, then I fall asleep, with my head on Jason's chest.
I wake up later on with him moving to get up from the bed, trying to not wake me up, and I pretend I'm still asleep. I hear him silently gather his pants and shoes from the floor and leave the bedroom, and I feel my heart break, but I'm getting used to it by now. Still, I feel a huge lump in my throat. But after a couple of minutes, I hear him flushing in the bathroom and I try to not smile when I hear him walking back to the bedroom and laying next to me again. Only then I pretend to wake up, and glance at his pants over the chair in the corner of the bedroom.
"Sorry. It's still early" he apologizes, unaware of how happy I am that he stayed. I never slept with him through the night, and I only realized it when he got up. We were always interrupted by our phones buzzing or Thomas. I turned to my other side when Jason came back, so now he lies behind me, spooning me with his warm body and placing his hand on my stomach.
And I fall asleep again, with a smirk on my face, and the certainty that my heart will be broken again by the guy right behind me, glued to my body.
I do like to suffer.
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I wake up right after dawn. I'm usually a morning person, but it's rare that I wake up so early. I'm anxious to go to the bathroom to pee and freshen up, so I delicately make my way out of the bed while Jason is still quietly snoring. It's still 6:20AM and I quietly walk to the bathroom to brush my teeth and obviously, look as best as possible, but still looking like I've just woken up. I come back and Jason still hasn't moved, looking cute while drooling on the pillow a little bit.
I slooowlyyy make my way back to bed, trying to not wake him up, but when I finally position my body against him, I feel a shiver down the spine and a sudden urge to wake him up. Discreetly. So I discreetly and slightly graze my butt against his member and stomach. He stops snoring, and I feel him already reacting.
Half a minute later, he still hasn't moved, and I imagine he's thinking if he should wake me up or not, so I move a little and open my eyes, looking up, so he knows I'm awake.
"Morning" Jason huskily says behind me. He sounds very awake, and I smile to myself.
"Good morning" I lazily greet him, not turning to him. He huskily exhales in my ear and grabs my hips, slightly sliding me on the bed,as if I weigh the same as a notebook, and pulls me closer. He's strong as fuck.
"I like your bedroom" he casually says while kissing my neck and squeezing my breast. "Bright and airy" he mumbles, still with his lips on my neck. He places his hand between my legs, to check, and I'm totally ready for him. I feel him smiling on my neck when he feels my wetness.
"Thank you" I politely say, while reaching behind me to caress his member, that's already hard. "You'll like the kitchen, then" I inform him, guiding his erection to my core, because I'm very impatient.
"I'll look at it in a minute" he states, gasping while pushing into me, and I quietly moan.
"No rush" I inform him again, and he starts to thrust slowly and deeply, kissing my neck and squeezing my breast. A delicious way to start the day, with Jason glued behind me.
And we lazily continue, gasping and quietly moaning, for quite a while, until Jason feels I'm starting to twitch and he increases tempo.
He's not lazy anymore and squeezes both my breasts and nipples, moaning on my hair with a shaky voice.
I'm amused by his anxiousness again.
"You wake up with a lot of energy to spend" I tease him, softly chuckling. I'm feeling great about it.
But he doesn't stop moaning and quickly moves one of his hands to my clit, pressing it hard, while thrusting deeply into my core, touching my sensitive spot.
"I want you to come" he huskily says in my ear, gasping. "Vicky" he calls me.
He sounds very anxious, but he doesn't have to be, because I was pretty close before, and now I'm on the verge of my climax. I move my hands to his arms and press them, and I feel like I could explode from desire.
Jason doesn't stop gasping and calls me again, and thrusts deeper, touching hard on my sensitive spot, and I shut my eyes because I feel my orgasm hitting hard again, I can't even breath or make a sound. Jason, on the other hand, is very vocal, coming right after me with a husky groan.
I feel him catching his breath with his face on my hair, and he lazily squeezes my breast and presses my clit while we recover.
"Jesus" Jason murmurs after a few seconds, and I could say the same. I'm suddenly hit by a wave of jealousy when I think about him doing all of this with Natalie until recently. And then I realize that I don't even know when they broke up. But of course, I don't want to talk about her now.
"At what time do you have to go to work?" I ask, curious. Jason doesn't seem to be in a rush, but men always take a lot less time to get ready. And I don't have to go to work today, I'm on my medical leave yet. These past days I've just focused on eating, sleeping and doing a lot of DIY's, so that I don't go crazy with boredom. I'm also starting to liftweights, so Istarted to go to the gym this week, and walked on the beach.
"I start at 9" Jason answers, still with his hands on me. "What time is it?" he points with his chin to my clock on the bedside table,which is slightly turned to the other side. I extend my hand but it's too far, so finally Jason lets me go and I can reach the clock. My phone is downstairs, inside the purse, thrown to the floor, and I have no idea where Jason's phone is.
"7:15" I answer, and finally turn to face him. He looks cute and his face is slightly blushed. "Are you hungry? I'll make some scrambled eggs and bacon, I can make some for you if you want" I offer, letting him know that I'm not just cooking for him.
"Sure" he smirks at me, and I smirk and sit on the bed, and stretch my arm to the limit to reach for my light pink satin robe that I keep on the chair nearby, because Jason is still laying behind me and facing me. My bedroom isverybright, as he pointed out earlier; I forgot to close the heavy curtains. I finally manage and stand up from the bed, and look for my underwear while Jason puts on his boxer briefs and pants. He calls me and points to the chair where he put his own clothes. He gathered my underwear for me when he went to the bathroom.
"When does your leave end?" he asks me, while we walk downstairs. He's looking around my house, and fortunately it's not too messy this time. Sometimes, it is.
"I'll be re-examined in another week" I really don't know for how long they'll keep me away from work, and I hate it. "Apparently my brain is very important for myjob" I joke, and he chuckles. "Are you really talking to Lindell this morning?"
"Yep. Can't wait" he answers, all excited, while he closes the buttons of his shirt and folds the sleeves. Looking even hotter now.
I gesture for him to sit on the kitchen island, start the coffee maker and get the eggs and bacon.
"You were right, I like your kitchen" he says, smiling, "bright and airy" he jokes, and I smile.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I think I'm going to paint the cabinets".
"What? But they look brand new" he has the same reaction as Lisa did.
"I know. But I want a change. And I'm bored" I explain, and after a couple of seconds, he nods. He understands me, of course. Ray also understands me, he's also bored, and he even offered to help me paint them.
"Are you staying home today?" he asks, behind me. I'm taking the bacon off the pan and pouring the eggs.
"Don't know. I thought about working out. I feel useless" I murmur, already bored about my day.
"At Base?"
"Don't know. Maybe. It's too crowded there sometimes" I explain, then turn to him. "Or maybe I'll just go to the beach and use the outdoor gym there".
"Let me know if you go to Base. If everything goes smoothly with Lindell, I may have some time off from writing reports and can join you and the guys. They'll probably hit the gym this afternoon", he casually says, and I like the idea of working out with the guys. And with him, of course.
"True. They don't have training today. But I'm not sure Lindell won't bury you with paperwork once you ask him to leave the Ops Center".
He chuckles. "Yeah. He'll make me jump through some hoops, for sure".
I pour the coffee and serve the eggs; I made twice the amount of eggs for Jason than what I eat, and if I cooked more he would have eaten, too. If he didn't spend that much energy, he'd surely be obese. I ran out of eggs. And bacon.
While we eat, we talk about the last failed trainings that Bravo went through, and what Jason thinks they did wrong. He has a lot of opinions about it, that he kept to himself for too long. It's really nice to hear him talk about Bravo and training and ops, because he's so passionate about it. I'm itching, but I don't ask him anything about Natalie or when they broke up.
"Ok then" Jason lingers in my entryway, ready to leave, and I feel very shy all of a sudden. "Guess I'll see you later? If you go to Base" he feels awkward too.
"Yeah" I smile at him, "I'll let you know if I go" I'll obviously go to Base later, especially because I have nothing to do, but I try to keep the mystery. "Good luck with Lindell. I'm happy for you".
He cutely grins at me and hunches down for a kiss, and I kiss him a little longer than necessary. But there's no rule about how long a goodbye kiss can last, and even if I see him later, we won't be able to kiss. That's sad. Besides, I don't hear him complaining either, on the contrary, he pulls me closer from the waist.
"Ok" I say, almost breathless, when we finally stop the kiss, and it's better this way, because I'm feeling my body warm again. "See you later then" I can't help it, I ruin the mystery.
"U-hum. Let me know when you're there" Jason huskily says, then he finally turns and walks out the door. He hesitates on the porch, and glances at both sides of the street to see if, by any terrible bad luck, someone that knows us is passing by. That's a sad reminder.
But I'm just too happy to be brought down.
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