A Second Chance

Chapter 10 * Jordan * steamy**

I laid on her for several minutes, listening to her wild heart slow down and inhaling her intoxicating scent while enjoying the soft cushion of her breast under my cheek. She didn’t speak. She gently combed her fingers through my hair.

I could hear when my head got too heavy for her because her breathing became shallow but she still didn’t say anything. I lifted my head, kissed her mouth briefly and rolled onto my back, pulling her with me, effectively switching places.

I rubbed her arm and her back, partially checking to make sure I didn’t hurt her. I’ve spent the last 16 years fantasizing about being with her again. It was so much better than I even dreamed it would be. I want to do everything to her. I was overwhelmed with ideas. Now that I’ve caught my breath I was worried I went too hard on her.

She giggled, breaking my train of thought.

“I know what you’re doing.” She said lazily. “You’re checking to see if I’m hurt. You used to do that years ago.”

I smiled ruefully. “I just wanted to make sure you were alright. I know you. You wouldn’t tell me if I had gone too far. I couldn’t live with myself if I scared you or hurt you.”

“I trust you. Completely. Experience has shown me that you know my limits better than I do. If it makes you feel better, I promise to tell you the moment you push too much, but I’m 99% sure you never will.” She said, certainly.

I sighed. She propped herself up on her elbows to look at me. “I’m going to clean up. Can I get you anything?”

I tucked her hair behind her ear. “No, Baby, I’m good. I might just go get a drink.”

She leaned forward to kiss my lips before getting up and putting a cream satin robe on and heading into the bathroom. I put my boxers on, went to the kitchen and got the bottle of wine, 2 glasses and a giant glass of water. I was settled on the bed when she came back out.

“Ooo wine and water, perfect!”

I chuckled and handed her both glasses. She took a long gulp of water before handing it back to me and settling on the bed next to me with her wine.

“So, I just want to put your mind at ease. I know this is something I should have mentioned before having s*x, but oh well.” She took a sip of her wine before continuing. “They tested me for STDs as part of my r**e kit. I’m clean. And I had my tubes removed when I had my last baby 13 years ago so I’m essentially sterile.”

Now I understood. We had no need for protection or pulling out. I felt a pang of regret that I never got to have a child with her. I would have loved for us to share that experience. I mentally shook myself to snap out of it. There was no point in dwelling on regrets when I have this woman back in my life now.

“That’s good to know.” Is all I could think to reply.

“So, now that you’ve gotten the chance to see this part of the house that I designed from scratch, what do you think?” She asked, coyly bringing us back to our conversation from earlier.

“It’s amazing. Really. The bedroom and bathroom are like a 5 star resort and I noticed the fact that you tried to separate as much as possible from the rest of the house with the laundry and closet as buffers. You did a great job.”

She smiled and sipped her wine. “Thank you. I really put a lot of thought into it. I dreamed about it for years.”

“Well, it’s perfect.” I started lightly. Then, darkening my tone, I continued. “I’m already planning all the creative ways I’m going to f— you in here.” Her eyes widened. “Here, the bathroom. Is that a functional beam?” I asked, pointing to the beam above the bed. She nodded, her face paling just a bit.

With a shaky voice she asked, “What kind of plans do you have?”

I took a chug of my wine, staring her down over my glass before putting it on the nightstand and slowly moving towards her. “Oh, well, right off the bat, I’m thinking about stringing you up from that beam. Then, of course, there’s the rug by the fire- I noticed handles and a bench in the shower. Those will come in handy…”

She was squirming. I loved that. I loved that I could turn her into a mushy play thing with just my voice. I reached out to take her wine glass and put it on the table next to mine. I turned back to her and opened her robe, sliding it off her shoulders. “How does that sound?” I asked, kissing her shoulders.

“Mmm, good.” She answered, closing her eyes.

She pulled her arms out of the sleeves letting the robe fall around her on the bed. I stood briefly to take my boxers off before returning to the bed and sitting behind her. She was tense, unsure of what I would do. I brushed her hair to one side and kissed her neck. She leaned into me, letting out a soft moan.

I continued to kiss her neck while reaching around and fondling her breasts. Her breathing became uneven as I rolled her n—--s between my fingers. I bit down on her throat for just a second and she yelped, jumping just a bit. I smiled to myself. Man, I enjoyed playing with her.

I slid my right hand down her body until my fingers found that throbbing bundle of nerves between her legs. Rubbing it slowly, I wrapped my other hand around her throat, holding her against me. Her initial reaction was to try to squeeze her legs shut.

“Ohh, is my Baby Girl sensitive from earlier?” I teased her, placing my feet inside her knees, effectively holding her legs wide open. I minisculely increased the speed and pressure of my fingers on her cl–.

“I..c..can’t….come…a..again.” She stuttered, arching her back, trying to stop my slow assault on her s*x.

“You can, and you will.” I responded firmly, increasing my fingers more. “Now, that’s enough arguing. You don’t get to tell me when you’re done. I do.” I continued, squeezing her throat, silencing her. She rasped out little moans when she could. I loosened my grip on her throat and slowed my speed drastically for a few seconds to give her a chance to catch her breath. But also in case she needed to object for real.

“How do you feel, baby?” I asked huskily.

“Mmm. Like I’m going to explode.” She whispered faintly.

“What do you want?” I asked, knowing damn well what her answer would be.

“To come.” She responded.

“Hmm, I’m not sure. You said you couldn’t.”

“I was wrong. I can. I want to.” She said, starting to panic. She turned her head to look up at me. I glared down at her and she shrunk down a bit. All the while my fingers moved torturously slowly around her cl–, barely grazing it.

“I don’t know. You seemed upset when I touched you. Maybe it is too much and I should just stop.” Which I did. I kept my hand there, but ceased all movement. She squirmed, trying desperately to create some friction again.

“Please! I’m sorry. You were right. I shouldn’t have argued. Please make me come. I need you!”

I clamped my hand down on her throat and growled in her ear, “That’s right you do. And don’t you ever f*****g forget it.”

With that, I rubbed her cl– full speed and pressure. She thrashed silently, as I held her quiet by cutting off her air supply. I could feel her body still, tense, and I knew she was ready to go. I released her throat, wrapping my arm around her shoulder and squeezing her breast. Half a second later, she came, screaming my name. I continued to rub her, though more lightly, making sure to lengthen her o—-m as much as possible. Her body shook and spasmed and her screams turned to moans, to soft little whimpers at the very end. I finally released her cl– and wrapped my arms around her, cradling her body to mine, while she recovered. I was about to roll her off me so I could f— her when she stopped me suddenly by grabbing my thighs.

“Jamie?” I asked, surprised. I thought she was borderline asleep, honestly.

She whipped around to face me and pushed my chest hard, so I was laying down. Before I could even process this, my whole c— was in her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. I groaned in surprise. Man, she was fast.

She sucked me hard and I bucked under her. She pulled her head up and giggled at me while her hands worked, stroking my shaft and rolling my b—s. She tilted her head, watching me intently, while she moved her hands faster. I could see her thinking she had control over me, so I wove my fingers through her hair and pushed her back down. She obliged and returned my c— to her mouth. She squeezed the base in her left fist while her head pumped away, her hot tongue moving in swirls while she bobbed. Her right hand gently squeezed my balls and it wasn’t long at all before I came, hard, in her mouth. She hummed a sound of delight as she held my pulsing c— all the way in her mouth, sucking my pleasure out of me until I was spent.

She crawled up next to me, picked up our wine glasses from the table and settled at my side with my arm around her. She handed me mine and we clinked a silent, “cheers” before taking sips. I kissed her head and she let out a soft sigh of contentment as she rested it on my shoulder.

She was so small. Even when she was heavier, she was still the smallest woman I had ever been with. Being my size and liking s*x the way I do, I was always attracted to taller, more full figured women because I felt they could handle me better. The shortest woman I was ever with besides Jamie was probably 5’8”, around 185 pounds. Being 6’7” and muscular, that was as delicate as I felt right being with. But here was little 5’5” Jamie. All 130 pounds of her. I could throw her around with one hand like she was a pillow. I’m not going to lie, her size was a genuine concern for me when I first saw her again. I was surprised how attractive I still found her. But after the last few hours, I’m also pleasantly surprised that I don’t have to be as careful as I thought I’d have to be. She’s strong, and she truly likes to give me control over her body. She’s not afraid that I’ll hurt her. She trusts me completely and that’s incredibly empowering. I want to push every one of her boundaries while also keeping her feeling completely safe and protected. I had to protect her. What happened to her earlier in the week shouldn’t have happened. I hated myself for not entering the house sooner. Maybe I could have prevented it altogether. Nothing like that would ever happen again. I would never allow her to be vulnerable to anyone else, the rest of her life.

I took a long slug of my wine, trying to relax myself from the train of thought I got lost in. Jamie looked up at me and a smile spread across her face. I couldn’t help returning it. I still couldn’t believe I was here with her.

“I can’t believe you’re actually here.” She said, reading my mind.

“I’m never leaving you again, Baby Girl, I promise.”

“I’m going to take a shower.” She said. “You are welcome to join me. I promise no funny business.” She grinned, making me chuckle.

“I make no such promise.” I teased her, causing her to feign worry. She stood up and held out her hand to me. I took it and she led me into the bathroom.

The shower was huge. Even with the soaker tub in it. There was a large rain head in the center of the shower area with 2 normal shower heads on either side. It was designed for 2 people to shower at once, separate if they wanted to. I tried not to think about the fact that she designed that shower with her husband in mind.

We showered together, each enjoying the view of the other all soaped up. Outwardly, I kept things romantic over s****l but in my mind, I was analyzing the space and plotting all the ways I would take her in that room.

When we were done, we wrapped towels around ourselves and rinsed with some mouthwash. We sat on the bed, talking. Nothing significant, just relaxed conversation. Eventually we must have fallen asleep because I woke up several hours later and saw the sun coming up. She was sleeping peacefully next to me. The towel had come open and she was naked in all her glorious perfection. I couldn’t help myself. I reached out and stroked her cheek. Then down her arm, over her hip, down her leg, back up the inside of her thigh, up her stomach, gently cupping her breast. She stirred the tiniest bit, but I stilled and she continued sleeping.

I licked my thumb and lightly circled her n—--. I leaned down and blew on it, smiling at my handiwork as it erected to attention. She squirmed in her sleep but didn’t wake. Curious, I slid my hand between her thighs and was pleased to feel she was wet already. It didn’t seem she had any limit to the amount of time she’d be ready for me. I stroked myself, realizing my body responded exactly as enthusiastically to hers as hers did to mine.

I carefully laid her on her back, still not waking her. I climbed between her legs and lightly positioned the tip of my c— against her entrance. Still sound asleep, she sighed. I smirked, excited to see her reaction. I leaned down and ever so lightly, brushed my lips against hers. She barely responded.

“Good morning, Baby Girl.” I whispered, against her mouth.

“Mmm, mornin.” She responded, lazily peaking one eye open the slightest bit to look at me.

I slammed my c— all the way inside her dripping p—-. Her eyes shot open and she cried out in surprise. I stayed inside her but slowly rocked up and down, knowing my pelvis was rubbing her cl– just right while my p***s moved in and out the slightest little bit.

She whimpered at me, looking nervous. I know her whole lady part area was probably insanely sensitive after everything last night. I’m sure she felt raw and exhausted. But I wanted her one more time before the night was officially over and I knew she agreed. I brushed her neck with my nose and kissed her behind her jawbone. Dipping my head I swirled my tongue around her n—--s and her body relaxed. Once I could feel that she was ready, I picked up my pace, alternating between moving in and out, and up and down. Her legs tensed every time I rubbed her cl– against me and as I picked up the pace, she dug her nails into my back. I didn’t try to restrain her in any way. I just wanted this time to be her and me, no games.

I moved faster, and slightly harder and I heard her breathing falter. I knew she was getting close.

“Come on, Baby Girl. Come for me.” I told her. She squeezed her eyes shut. I slowed my pace. “Hey, open your eyes. I want you to look at me. I’m right here with you.” She furrowed her brows but opened her eyes and held my gaze. “I’m getting close too, Baby. I want you to come with me.”

She wrapped her legs around me, holding me closer to her. I reached one arm under her, squeezing her ass and I leaned on my other forearm, my hand holding the side of her face. She gripped my wrist and neck for dear life.

“Are you ready?” I asked her. She nodded and I picked up speed, a little at a time until I felt her begin to tense again. “Come, Baby, now! Give me all you’ve got.” I commanded her and she instantly exploded around me, screaming and shaking. My own o—-m started the second she let her’s go and I called out her name. We shook together, holding on as if our lives depended on it.

When the moment subsided, I rolled so she was laying on my chest and I held her like that for a long while. I didn’t want to let her go and let this night be over. I think she felt the same way, because she didn’t move to get up for a long time.

“Are you awake?” She asked me quietly. I ran my hand up and down her spine.

“Mmmhmm.” I replied. She sat up, pecked me on the lips and went to the bathroom. While she was in there, I checked the time. Seeing it was 7am, I decided I needed to get up before her kids got home. I put my clothes from yesterday back on, wishing I had something more casual. I made a mental note to bring a few things to keep here.

Jamie left the bathroom, still completely naked, and walked into the closet smiling at me adorably. I decided to go to the bathroom myself and when I came out she was dressed in leggings and a tank top with her hair piled on her head in a messy bun. She didn’t have a stitch of make-up on but she was still heart-stoppingly beautiful. She was picking up the towels and clothing and straightening up the bed. I leaned against the door frame watching her. She brought the laundry to the laundry room and came back out to collect the wine glasses and bottle. She was turning back towards the hallway, when she noticed me watching her.

“What?” she asked, smiling up at me. She looked down at herself and laughed, “I guess the magic is gone, huh? Back to my usual hot mess mom look.”

I shook my head at her and took the glasses so she wasn’t juggling so much. I put my free hand on her chin and tilted her face towards mine.

“You have never looked so beautiful.” I told her, solemnly. She blushed and rolled her eyes.

“Eh, you’re just filled with s*x endorfins.” She joked and tried to walk away.

I stopped her and pulled her back to look at me.

“I love you, Jamie.”

She looked up at me wide eyed, trying to determine if I was telling the truth.

“I mean it.” I continued. “I never said it to you before even though I felt it from the first date. I understand you might not be ready but I couldn’t let you go on not knowing for sure. I’m completely in love with you. I always have been.”

She had a lot of emotions cross over her face while she processed my words. She opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by the sound of her kids coming home.

She smiled apologetically and rushed from the room.