To the Moon and Back

Chapter 45

                                                                       *Sammy’s POV*

                               I hear Jason`s soft but strong voice speaking sweet words while coaxing me awake. I can feel the tingles his hand ignites amplified by my bare skin as he rubs circles on my back.  “Mmm Jason?” I ask a little confused as to how long I have been napping and wondering if we are done playing. He chuckles as if he knew exactly what I was asking. As soon as he was done laughing, he grabbed my clothes and began dressing me. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to this level of care. He is so damn affectionate and protective and possessive and the way he so tenderly cares for me is overwhelming.  Going from being with someone who would barely pass me my clothes after we had s*x to Jason tenderly re-dressing me after making me pass-out with his tongue and fingers. I do not know what he did down there, but I came so hard my damn brain shut off, I’m not even sure how long I slept.  He makes me feel things I thought only happened in movies and romance novels. “Food is here my love” my heart flutters as he calls me that. He places me gently into my own seat.  While my heart heard ‘my love’ my stomach heard ‘food’. So, while my heart swelled with emotion my stomach growled. We both laugh while I do a quick check over of my clothes. He gives me one more look over, I guess to make sure I’m decent, and presses two buttons. I watch in amazement as the windows return from pitch black to their original lightly tinted shade. “I had planned a picnic, but I just couldn’t keep my hands off you kitten.” He says while he rubs his neck shyly. Holy f**k he’s even perfect when embarrassed. I don’t know why he would be embarrassed, ruining his plans maybe, I don’t know but I want to pin his other hand behind his head and Food Samantha Focus. I chuckle and shake my head at him before I start something I shouldn’t. looking out the windshield I gasp “is that a picnic basket on the hood?!?” he just chuckles at me before asking “Do you want to eat in the car? Or?”  “My next class is a 3hour lecture, in the car with the top down please!”  “What my baby wants she gets.” He purred at me while leaning into me to let the top down. I couldn’t tell you how he did it if my life depended on it all I could focus on was the way his shirt clung to his biceps. Once he had put the top down and I had stopped drooling over him he hopped out the car to retrieve the basket.  When he said picnic, I had thought sandwiches. Ha! As if he would be so basic. I should have known better. Known that this, that had made me c*m so hard that I passed out twice in less than 24 hours, would go Above and beyond. As he takes out the trays, he places them on the dash.  The smell hits me like a giant mouthwatering punch in the nose. At that moment my stomach and v****a firmly, agreed Jason is the Perfect man. When I look up at Jason, I notice he is looking at me nervously. Is he worried I wont like all of this? Seriously has he not figured my expectations are below sea level, s**t my ex complained about getting me something off the dollar menu, and this man has brought a whole feast to me. I guess I was too quiet or maybe my shock was a bit to visible. “I wasn’t sure what you liked so I got a little of everything.”  He started opening the containers and sweet mother of mouth-watering aromas. Mmm pasta, melty cheese. Once Jason realized that I’m damn near drooling on myself he visibly relaxes. “Your last name is Italian, so I figured it was a good choice.” He says while rubbing his next and smiling at me. “You’re absolutely adorable and this is perfect.” I tell him sincerely before adding excitedly “Is that chicken parm?” he chuckles as he hands me the tray of chicken parm. After cutting a chunk off I shove it unceremoniously into my mouth. “Mmm” I moan as I savor the best damn chicken parm I've ever had! “Holy s**t Jason this is amazing, have some!”  I stab a piece and bring it to Jason’s mouth.  “Mmm it’s the second-best thing I’ve had in my mouth today” he tells me with a sexy ass grin. His eyes travel my body, his hunger clear as day.  The way he looks at me makes my insides burn with a passionate fire that consumes me.  “No. nope! Stop that right now! Down boy! Here eat!” he starts laughing as I shove a tray of ziti at him. He does take the plate with a pout. “I have class soon! No more funny stuff Sexy guy!” after finishes laughing at me, we fell into a comfortable silence, enjoying our food and each other’s company.

“That was delicious thank you Jason!” “It was my pleasure Kitten. But I owe you a real date!” My alarm goes off letting me know class starts in 10 minutes. s**t I did not get a coffee.  “Why do you look upset all of a sudden?” “Its dumb.”  “Your feelings are never dumb Samantha” damn even when he is scolding me, he’s sexy as hell. “I didn’t get any coffee and class is gonna suck with out it.” He looks like he wants to laugh but is doing a fabulous job at controlling himself. If it wasn’t for that twinkle in his eye, I wouldn’t be able to tell. “Is that all Kitten? Tell me what you want and ill get it for you.” He’s being way to attentive and I honestly do not know how to handle it.  It almost feels like a trap he’s too nice, nobody is this nice without reason. He’ll probably wind up using it all against me somehow. “No, it’s ok Jason ill just deal with it.” Why does he look aggravated? And how is it his scowl is even sexy; goddess help me I’m putty in this man’s strong capable hands.  “OH s**t” I gasp as I find myself, for the umpteenth time, in the air. He settles me immediately so that I am straddling him in the driver’s seat. Held in place by his eyes.  “Listen kitten you don’t have to `just deal with it’ ever again.” I tried to look down away so he couldn’t see the emotion in my eyes or the blush on my cheeks. He was having none of it. He gently grasps my face in his hands and holds my gaze before continuing “I want to take care of you and protect you while I worship your mind body and soul.”  His eyes have not left mine; they convey his sincerity and I’m taken aback. Nobody has ever cared for me in such a way.  “Large, iced caramel latte with two extra shots whole milk and whip cream. Thank you” “do you have any friends in class you want me to grab something for?”  “Could you be any more perfect?” my eyes widen as I realize I said that out loud. He obviously heard me and is smiling brightly. “Heh, uh no one, only one whose name I actually know is Alec-” I don’t get to finish my sentence as I’m cut off by a deep growl. “If he so much as looks at you for too long call me Samantha!” he orders. f**k that s**t was sexy. No, we are a strong independent woman who can handle a f**k boy like Alec without needing rescuing. That commanding voice he just used has me truly torn between being a good girl and doing as Jason says or pushing his buttons to see if how hell respond. But my pride wins I can very clearly handle Alec. “I don’t ne-“ “Non-negotiable Samantha!” f**k the way he growls my name makes my head spin. “But...” “Nope you had your turn, its my turn to teach him a lesson.” At this point my v****a is throbbing and I’m like 1 proclamation of affection away from saying f**k this lecture. Nobody has ever showed this kind of fierce need to protect me. And he even acknowledges that I don’t NEED him to save me. Rather he wants to protect me because he cares for me not because he thinks I can’t take care of myself.  “I’m serious kitten please let me protect you.” His voice is gentle, but his eyes hold a deep sadness. There is a sad story behind those beautiful brown eyes. I can’t ask him to open up now, class is in just a few minutes.  I don’t like that look of pain; he should be happy. I take his face in my hands and pull him up to me. I’m straddling his stomach I pull his upper body up to meet mine, he melts into my touch. In this position I’m able to kiss his forehead. I pull his head to rest on my now hickey covered boobs.  Once he wraps his huge arms around me, he erases all distance between us. As I run my fingers through his hair I speak softly. “Whatever you were just thinking about, I want you to know that when ever you are ready to open up you can trust me with your pain. I would love to help lighten your heart right now, but I have a feeling it’s going to take a lot more than the 5 minutes I have left till class.” “Much longer than we have now” he speaks softly with his eyes closed his cheek pressed into my breasts. “Fine” I sigh while still playing with his curls. He looks at me clearly confused. “If Alec bothers me, I will call you” I clarify, his face instantly brightens, his perfect smile is back. Just like that I know I did the right thing.  He isn’t trying to control me, he just wants to protect me, I assure myself.  We stay intimately tangled up in each other like that till my final alarm went off. “Ill walk you in kitten.” A couple moments later, he had shut down any attempt to refute his offer. We walked into the building hand in hand, with Jason opening every door we went through.  He had insisted I show him my classroom so that he could deliver my latte. We get to the door just as Professor Giles is about to close it. “Cutting it close today, Sam.” He says when he sees me, his eyebrow hitches when he notices my hand in Jason’s. “Oh, Sam who is this? I’ve never seen him before.” His eyes dart between Jason and me.  “This is Jason My-” I pause suddenly worried he won’t want me to say that he is my boyfriend. “Her boyfriend” Jason finishes my sentence and gives my hand a gentle squeeze. Such a simple gesture yet it effectively melted every silly worry.  “Yes, my boyfriend, I’m still not used to it.” I say sheepishly to my anthropology professor.  “Just wait till your introducing me as your husband” he purrs in my ear before kissing my cheek and sending me into class with my head spinning.