The Unseen Enemy Series

Chapter 150

“Kissing?” Kat squealed. “Oh, my God! I want to hear all about this!”

Jenny blushed. “Well, what’s to hear? He… ummmm… he’s a great kisser?”

“Good start,” Kat said. “So – when do you get his shirt off? I want to hear all about his body. I bet it’s amazing.”

“Hush up over there,” Liv said. “Don’t objectify the hot boy.”

“No, it is amazing,” Jenny said, taking them all by surprise. “I’ve seen it.”

“Huh?” Emma said.

Jenny explained about the morning she’d gone over to Chris’ apartment to ask for his help, and the other women blinked. They’d never heard this part of the story before.

“So – when do you get his shirt off?” Liv said.

“Now who’s objectifying the hot boy?” Kat asked.

“Bah,” Liv scoffed.

“I don’t know.” Jenny took a sip of wine. “Not for a little while… I think I’d better settle into what we’ve already got going on.”

“Yeah, and it sounds like what you’ve got is pretty awesome,” Kat said. “Lots of hot kissing on the sofa.”

“And sleeping together,” Emma said gently.

Jenny started. “What?”

“Well, are you going to do that again?” Emma asked. “Are you going to ask him to move to your bed now?”

“Oh, my God.” Jenny gasped. “I – I didn’t think about that. I mean, falling asleep together on the sofa last night was a total accident. I didn’t even fall asleep so much as pass out, right? But – it did feel good to wake up and find him there.”

Liv grinned. “So…”

“I don’t know.” Jenny gazed at Emma. “What do you think?”

“Me?”

“Yeah. You, Doctor Cartwright.”

“Yeah!” Kat said. “What do you think?”

Emma was silent for a few seconds. “Well. I think that you slept on Chris’ body all through the night. That tells me that you trust him, Jenny. You know – every part of you, on every level knows – that you’re totally safe with him. I think you should take the next step… and I don’t mean taking off any clothes.”

Kat sighed unhappily.

“I mean sleeping together in pyjamas,” Emma said, shooting Kat a look. “Getting used to having a man’s body right there all night, when you’re vulnerable and unaware. I think that’s enough for getting on with, to be honest.”

“Yeah,” Kat agreed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“So, lots of hot kissing with pj's on and then sleeping?” Liv said.

“Actually, that sounds good to me.” Jenny blushed again.

“What sounds better?” Liv said.

Jenny paused. “Honestly? I love them both… the kissing is exciting and the sleeping together is calming.”

Emma smiled. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” She took Jenny’s hand. “You’re doing just fine, sweetie. No. You’re doing great.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh, yeah.” Emma raised her glass. “To you, Jenny… for remembering that a man’s body can be both exciting and safe.”

****

Jenny drove home that night, nervous as hell about asking Chris to move to her bed. It felt so official, somehow, so blatant and bold. It would be like acknowledging that nudity and s*x were within reach.

Well, so what if they are? Definitely not now, and maybe not for a while… but why not start to talk to him about that? About making love?

She pondered that as she drove, taking note of her body’s responses and reactions to the thought of Chris taking off her clothes. Chris naked, huge and hard under her fingers. Chris touching her breasts, stroking between her thighs. Chris inside her, moving gently at first, slowly, then harder and faster. And her body liked when she thought about all of that. It stayed loose and open; it didn’t tighten up or freeze.

Jesus Christ, my p***y is actually pulsing a bit. I can feel myself getting wet. Thank God, I’m not totally broken, am I? I’m still able to get turned on. But can I have an orgasm? Can I let myself go that way?

She thought about that for a few moments, then decided that was a discussion for a later time. Maybe weeks, maybe months. For now, all she needed to focus on was feeling secure with a man in her bed. That was a lot, she knew; it was more than enough for now.

She unlocked the front door, took off her coat and boots. She wandered down the hall and was happy to see Chris in the kitchen. He turned when she walked in and his gray eyes sparked.

“Hey,” he said. “How was it with the girls?”

“Good. They say hi.”

He nodded. “So… how are you? After last night and this morning?”

“I’m great. You?”

“Man, I had trouble concentrating at work today.” He grinned. “I kept thinking about you, baby, all stretched out on me and kissing me, and I’d drop the tools I was holding. I thought King was going to throw me out the window.”

She giggled. “Yeah, I know. I kept forgetting where I put stuff today… at one point I was looking for the salt on the shelf, and discovered that I’d stuck it in the freezer.”

They looked at each other and burst into laughter.

“So.” He c****d his head at her. “Wanna go to the sofa? Round two? Or is it three now?”

“Actually,” she said. “I was wondering if we could move somewhere else… to my bedroom.”

Chris froze. “Your bedroom?”

“Yes.” She took a deep breath. “I was hoping that you’d start to sleep with me. In pyjamas, I mean… but you’d stay in my bedroom. In my bed.”

“Baby, are you sure?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’d love to.”

“Great,” she said. “Starting tonight?”

“Starting tonight.”