Chapter 6
Chance smiled to himself as he slowly woke up. Mary Jane was snuggled up against him. Her warm body felt right. Like she belonged there. He vowed then and there, to never let her go. Whatever came, they would get through it. Hell, they had already survived the worst anyone could imagine. MJ moaned, stretching next to him.
“Good morning,” he said, looking down at her. She grinned, turning those beautiful eyes up to him. He kissed her forehead, shifting to his side, so that he could look at her easier.
“Hey,” she said quietly. “I need to call my sister. I was so tired last night, I didn’t even think to do that. She must be so worried.”
“Yeah, I’ll go back to my room and arrange some clothes for us.” He moved to get out of the bed, but she grabbed ahold of the robe. Pulling him close, she captured his lips, kissing him.
“Just making sure it wasn’t a fluke of circumstances,” she giggled.
“Not at all,” he told her. Getting up, he headed back to his room. He realized, he had no one to call, that would be worried about him. It struck him hard. His heart ached. But he planned to change that now. He had Mary Jane.
Back in his room, he called the front desk, arranging for clothes for them. Having ordered evening gowns for events they had come up last minute, he knew what size MJ needed. Then he ordered breakfast for them both. Within the hour, they both had fresh clothes and food awaited them in his room. There was a light knock on his door. He opened it and let her in. She looked nice, in a new pair of jeans and blouse. He led her to the table and they ate.
“Wow,” she said. “I didn’t realize how hungry I was.” Leaning back in her chair, she laughed while rubbing her belly.
“How is your sister?” he asked her, finishing the last of his coffee.
“She’s good, relieved to hear from me.”
“Good. I’m glad.” All of a sudden, he didn’t know what to say. Which was unusual for him.
“Lucas called, we have a flight home later this evening, and the Coast Guard will have our things delivered here,” she informed him. He nodded.
“That’s great. What do you want to do today?” he questioned. Looking up, he saw the wicked grin on her face. “What?” he asked, humor in his voice. Without another word, she got up, moving to him. She straddled his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. Kissing him, he felt her hips move against him. His penis instantly hardening. Her scent enveloped him.
“Well then,” he said. Grabbing her butt, he held her against him as he stood. She wrapped her legs around him as he walked to the bedroom. Dropping her onto the bed, she giggled and moved up the mattress. He stood there a moment, just looking at her. She was so beautiful, and finally his. He almost couldn’t believe it. After all this time, she was his.
Her smiled caused his cock to twitch, as it pressed against his pants. He quickly tugged at her jeans, undoing them and sliding them down her legs, taking her panties with them. She grabbed the hem of her shirt, ripping it over her head. He slid out of his clothes frantically, and then crawled onto the bed. Laying on top of her, they kissed, her hands running over his body. His nerves flared, tingling from her touch. Her hips shifted beneath him, pressing into his erection. He lifted up, bracing his hands on either side of her. Looking down, he tried to read her. All he saw was passion.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” he asked her.
“Yes, I want this, I want you.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, rolling them so that she was on top of him. She straddled him, taking his shaft in her hands. He moaned, melting under her touch. She positioned it at her opening, dropping herself onto it. With steady hands, he held her hips tightly, so she couldn’t move. He needed a moment to calm down, so this didn’t end too quickly. He wanted to savor being inside of her. After thinking of this for so long, he wanted to enjoy it.
“Am I hurting you?” She asked, concern in her voice.
“No, just give me a second.” Her insides clamped down on him, and he gritted his teeth. Finally letting go, she began to move slowly. Gliding up his cock, and back down, every movement sent a sensual passionate fire through him. He moved under her slightly, trying to get fully inside of her. Meeting her every thrust, his cock ready to release, he held back. She threw her head back, running her hands over his chest.
“I love these muscles. I’ve been dying to feel them.”
“You feel so damn good,” he blurted, kissing her nape as she leaned down into him. He placed a thumb on her clit, rubbing small circles as they moved. She threw her head back again, long dark hair falling over her shoulders. Her moans drove him wild, knowing he was the cause of them. As her body shuddered, with her orgasm, he growled, letting himself finally go. Heart racing, they panted, trying to catch their breath. As she slowly stood, and he fell out of her warm channel, he almost cried out. His dick twitched, instantly missing the feel of being inside of her. Unable to contain himself anymore, he exploded inside of her.
They lay there, panting, as she collapsed on top of him. He turned them over, laying on his side. Patting the mattress, he indicated her to move next to him. Curling up, he wrapped his arms around her, as they spooned.
“Maybe we can wait an extra day to go home. I sort of enjoy having you all to myself,” she said, her warm breath caressing his chest.
“Anything you want.” He closed his eyes, her breathing lulling him to sleep as he held her.