“What?” I think I heard her right, but I really don’t know if my mind is playing tricks on me.
“Make love to me.”
“I’m not sure I heard you right?” She quickly takes my nipple ring and pulls at it. “Ouch, woman!”
“Does that answer your question?”
“Honestly, I don’t know if what you said is real or not.” Lanie shifts so she’s got a leg resting on either side of mine.
“When a woman tells you to make love to her and you question it, twice, that’s a pretty good indication that you’re going to piss her off.” She pushes off of me and stands. But before she can turn to walk away from me, I grab her hand.
“I wasn’t trying to…”
“It’s okay, Jaxon. I get it.” She shrugs out of my hold and heads to the tent. I know she’s hurt and she probably feels like I’ve let her down in some way, but I honestly don’t know what to do. I’ve never had to deal with anything like this before.
“Well, that went fucking well.” I murmur, sitting in the same spot she left me in, staring at the dying flames.
Deciding to man up, I head towards the tent. Upon entering, she’s already in her sleeping bag, facing opposite me. This is not how I saw this evening panning out. I zip up the tent before sitting next to her. I can hear her silent sniffles, so I know she’s still upset with me. I take a huge cleansing breath before speaking.
“Here’s the thing. When I met you, I knew you were it for me. You were The One that I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I can’t explain it. It just is. And hurting you, like I just did, is what I want to steer clear of. But sometimes, Lanie, I just can’t help it. The doctor said six weeks and it’s only been what? Two or three?”
“Three.” She chimes in, giving me an indication she’s paying attention.
“Three weeks. I don’t want to do anything that will hurt you physically. I don’t know what your body has been through.”
“I believe it’s because I’m more susceptible to getting pregnant.”
“Which is another good reason why it’s not a good idea.” She begins to protest, but I beat her to it. “Plus, you’re still married and going through so much right now. Not that you being married bothers me, because I know you’re working on the divorce. I’m just saying I wanted something more for you. Something special.”
She rolls over, faces me and her glossed over green eyes look up. “When will you realize that you are my something special? The divorce is just a piece of paper that will legally unbind me to him. I haven’t been his in a long time. I anso need to explain everything that happened while being married to that monster.”
“You don’t have to.”
“Jax, I do. I need you to know everything.” When I go to object, she continues. “It’s important to me. Please.”
“Okay. If it’s that important to you.” I lay beside her, resting my head on my arm. “Let’s get this over with then.”
“Now?”
“No time like the present, right?” The diminishing fire crackles just outside the tent. “Now is just as good of time as any.”
“Is this your way of distracting me?” Lanie tucks her arm under her head. Her face is filled with so much emotions and I see so much fear and eagerness all at once.
“No distraction needed, babe. I’m not touching you until we see the good doctor and he gives us clearance.” Her frustrating groan fills the tent. She props back onto her pillow and drops her arm over her face.
“This will be the hardest, worst three weeks ever.” I can’t say I disagree with her. Suddenly, I get an idea.
“Doesn’t mean we can’t do other things.” I take her arms and pull them above her head, bringing my lips down to hers.
“Oh yeah?” Her face brightens in the darkness of the tent. “What did you have in mind?”
“Why don’t you just lay there and you’ll see?” I command, pressing my lips against hers. When she opens up to me, I pull back and chuckle at her eagerness. “Impatient much, baby?”
“Yes!” She groans, bringing her hands down. I catch them mid-air and put them back where I had them.
“Stay still.” I order. She pouts with a satisfied sigh. Slowly, I maneuver over her, unzipping the sleeping bag from around her warm body. She’s working extremely hard to keep still, but failing miserably. It’s quite amusing. Nonchalantly, I lean down and brush her belly with my lips. Her breath hitches when my fingers come into contact with her torso. Very carefully, I lift her shirt up and over her head. Surprised by the fact she’s taken her bra off already, I lean down and gently press my lips to the center of her chest. Lanie’s labored breaths cause her breasts to rise and fall abruptly.
“Jax, please.” She whispers, bringing her hands down. When her fingers dig into my shoulders, I don’t stop her. Running a hand from her hip to the base of her right breast, she shivers. Gently, I push her beautifully shaped breast up to meet my lips. She whimpers on contact. With tender flickers on her hardened nipple with my tongue, I wrap my lips around it and suck gently before releasing it and repeating the same gesture to the other.
When I’m fully satisfied that Lanie’s suffered enough, I glide my fingers slowly over her belly and continue south. She anxiously lifts herself up to meet my fingers. I’m not surprised on how wet she is. “Fuck, Lanie. You’re dripping.” I groan, sliding my mouth down the same trail my fingers just made.
“God, Jax. Stop teasing me!” She’s practically coming undone and I’ve barely even touched her. To ease her pain, I gradually rub my finger around her entrance before sliding it inside. I massage it around, feeling the tightness of her walls before inserting another. Continuing my way down with my lips, I sprinkle kisses around until I’m where she wants me. She bucks without hesitation. My fingers keep their rhythm while my tongue grazes over her clit. “Oh my, Jax!” She exclaims.
“Fuck! Lanie, say that again!” I mumble, before continuing with keeping up the same pace my fingers are diligently working. Lanie’s body is building and building as she coats my hand with her juices.
“Jax… I’m so close!” She cries. Her body tenses.
“C’mon Lanie, let go.” I command, just before I begin to scissor my fingers back and forth. I return my mouth over her clit, sucking with just enough pressure to set her off. She tries to keep quiet by covering her screams with her pillow. When she’s fully sated, I slowly remove my fingers and crawl back up her delicious body. Laying alongside her with my head propped up, I watch her beautiful relaxed face.
Moments later, she opens her eyes and smiles. Bringing one of her hands behind my head, she pulls it down towards hers. Usually, women refrain from coming anywhere near me after I just went down on them. But, not Lanie. She pulls me right down towards her and when our lips meet. At this moment, I’m more in love with her than I could ever imagine. How anyone could hurt her is beyond me.