hot.” He reached one of his hands up and unhooked my bra with such ease I wondered how many times he’d done that. I shrugged it off my shoulders and he broke our kiss, moving his lips down to my neck and then stripping off my bra.
I sucked in a breath as the air hit my breasts and moaned when he put his hands on them. His fingers drew small circles on my nipples, building my body up to eruption.
He pulled his lips from mine, smiling. “I think I owe you something.” He flipped me on to my back, hovering over me while his fingers made quick work of unzipping and unbuttoning my jeans, stripping them off of me and throwing them to the floor so I was left in just my panties. Thank God I was wearing a silk pair instead of granny panties.
He moved his lips to the waistband, kissing and nibbling the sensitive skin right above it before lowering my panties down my thighs with his teeth . I sucked in a deep breath, my body warming from his touch.
“You-you-you don’t have to do this,” I stammered, but even as I said the words I didn’t believe them.
John sat up and tugged my panties off, his thumb running along my inner thighs. “I want to do this for you, baby.”
He moved his thumb to my clit, drawing small circles over it, and I forgot all about trying to protest as a low moan escaped my lips.
“I’m not going to stop here baby, so don’t come yet.” He bent down, his thumb still circling as he kissed a line from my belly button down to my clit. I thought his tongue might replace his thumb, but instead it went lower, twirling inside of me while his finger ran circles along my clit. His mouth picked up the pace, his stubble tickling my inner thighs. I gripped his hair to keep my body steady with each mind-blowing flick of his tongue. I felt him groan against me and that was all I needed to erupt, my toes curling and my body shaking in its wake.
He pulled back, shifting his hands to the side of my body as he hovered over me. “I love it when you come undone for me.”
He leaned in and kissed me. I wanted to object to opening my mouth and tasting myself on him, but when his tongue ran along my bottom lip, I couldn’t protest.
“I hope you don’t think we’re done,” I said breathlessly as I moved my hands to the waistband of his jeans.
“You don’t need to return the favor.”
I shook my head and unzipped his pants, grabbing his rock hardness in my hands. “I want you inside of me.”
He sucked in a breath through his teeth. “Are you sure? Because once we start I won’t stop and if after your surgery and all that you’re still sore—”
I cut him off by leaning in and biting his bottom lip. “I want you in me, Jonathan Walden.” I yanked his pants and boxers down until they were at his feet and he kicked them off.
“I love this take charge girl.” He grinned, but then his face fell when he reached into his pocket.
“What’s wrong?” I propped up on my elbows. “Did I do something wrong?”
“No...um...I didn’t exactly think we’d be doing this so I didn’t bring any protection.”
I smiled slowly and reached over to my purse on the nightstand. I fished around for the condoms that I’d grabbed at Student Health Services the day I planned on getting birth control.
“What the hell? Where did you get all of those?” His eyes widened.
“Better safe than sorry. And I plan on being safe. A lot.”
The grin returned to his lips as I ripped open the foil packet and rolled it on him like my life depended on it.
“I love you, Melanie.” He spread my legs, putting his hands on my waist as he slowly inched inside of me. I gasped, feeling his fullness with each ridge sending a new wave of pleasure and pain through me. He stilled inside of me, as if relishing the moment. Then he thrusted deeper inside of me, rocking his hips against mine like he did on the dance floor. But this was even more mind blowing, every part of my body tingling with pleasure from his touch.
With each movement, I felt like an invisible wall was being taken down. I was finally able to let go. I didn’t think about cancer or measuring up. He rubbed his thumb in circles on my clit while he continued rocking inside of me. I came around him over and over, finally letting go. I was glad Valerie wasn’t home because it was hard to keep quiet with the way my body responded to his.
“Baby, you’re gonna make me come if you keep going like that,” he said breathlessly.
I grabbed onto his hair, tugging it forcefully. “I wanna make you let go. Let me drive.”
I put my hands on his shoulders and inched him backward until he was in a sitting position with me on top, facing him. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist and pushed him deeper inside of me.
His eyes widened and he moaned into my lips. “Oh, fuck, baby.”
We moved in unison, slowly and then faster. His fingers gripped onto my ass. “Let go for me, John.”
With that I felt him shudder inside of me, a low groan escaping his lips before he laid his head on my chest, his movements coming to a complete stop.
“That was amazing. You’re amazing,” he said between breaths.
“You are, John.” I kissed his temple. “But as much as I’d love to stay here, naked with you, we should probably get our clothes on so my sister doesn’t come home and find us like this.”
I climbed off of him, feeling almost as good getting out as he did coming in. I slowly sat up, still feeling the aftershocks of pleasure, but knew I had to get some clothes on. Once we were both dressed and he discarded the condom in the trash, I lead him out into the living room.
John plopped down on the couch and I sat next to him, resting my head on his shoulder as he slid his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. John kissed my forehead and then leaned back to look into my eyes.
“As great as that was, I just wanted you to know that I do love you. So much. I’ve gone too long without being in love and when I finally let go, and let myself love you, it’s been the most amazing thing in the world,” he said with his eyes never leaving mine.
I was about to give into a kiss when my phone vibrated on the table. I glanced over, expecting it to be Valerie asking when she could come home, but it was a different number. Dr. Rodriguez’ number.
“Hold that thought, baby.” I put my hand up and reached over, picking up the phone and sliding it up to my ear. “Hello, this is Melanie.”
John eyed me skeptically so I mouthed ‘doctor.’ He nodded in response, taking my free hand in his again.
“Hi Melanie, this is Dr. Rodriguez. I know this is a holiday, so I hope I’m not disturbing you.”
“No, no it’s fine.”
“Okay, good. I just knew you were waiting on these results and they came in early, so I thought I’d give you a Christmas gift. The tests came back and there aren’t any remaining cancer cells on your cervix.”
“What? No cancer? I’m cured?”
She laughed lightly. “We like to call it remission, but yes. Basically. I’d still like to see you in my office next week to go over follow ups, but I thought you’d like the news early.”
The tears flowed freely from my eyes. Not like the tears from the first phone call, but bright happy tears that I couldn’t hold back. “Thank you so much, Dr. Rodriguez.”
“You’re welcome, Melanie. Merry Christmas.”
“Merry Christmas to you, too.”
I hung up the phone and then looked at John. There were tears in his eyes as well. “Is it true, Red? No more cancer?”
I nodded and then leapt into his waiting arms as he embraced me in a huge hug. “That’s fucking awesome.”
“It is, isn’t it?” I sniffled into his chest.
He pulled back, wiping the tears from under my eyes. “This is turning out to be a better Christmas than I thought.”
“And none of it would have been possible without you.”
He slowly shook his head. “I don’t think you give yourself enough credit. It was all you.”
“But I wouldn’t have wanted to do any of it without you, John. I love you.”
“I love you too, Melanie. And I always will.”
