Jagger was lying down on the couch as I made my way out of the shower. I stood self-consciously by the bathroom door in my long gray t-shirt and navy boyfriend shorts.
“Thanks for letting me take a bath. That felt amazing.” I walked towards him as he sat up on the couch. “What are you watching?”
“John Oliver.”
‘Oh, cool.” I stood there awkwardly. “I guess I should be getting to bed, then.”
“Do you want to watch a movie?” He ran a hand through his hair.
“I don’t know. It’s a bit late isn’t it?”
“It’s never too late to watch a movie.” He grinned and I laughed.
“I might fall asleep.”
“We can watch it in bed.” He held up a hand. “I will leave the bed when the movie is done.”
“I don’t know.”
“I’ll watch it on top of the covers. You can be under them.”
“Fine,” I agreed with a small smile. “What are we going to watch?”
“I’ll let you choose.”
“Why, aren’t you a gentleman!” I laughed and he smiled at me.
“I sure hope so.”
“Oh?” What did that mean?
Jagger didn’t answer, just walked past me and into his bedroom. I followed him, my eyes falling immediately on his queen-sized bed. There was a TV hanging on the wall, two small white side tables, and almost nothing else. The room looked bare and boring, but I refrained from asking him if he was still decorating.
“This bed looks so comfortable!” I said as I jumped onto it. It was as plush it looked, and I sank into the sheets. Jagger grabbed the remote control and sat on the edge of the bed as he turned the TV on. The familiar red and white colors of Netflix appeared on the screen and he handed me the remote.
“Feel free to choose what you want.” He stood up. “I’m going to go and brush my teeth.”
“Okay, thanks.” I took the remote from him and watched as he walked out of the room. After searching for a minute, I paused at a show called “The Umbrella Academy.” I waited for Jagger to walk into the room. “What do you think of this?” I asked him, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off of his chest and his briefs. I could see his package and my fingers were itching to touch him. Maybe this hadn’t been such a good idea after all.
“What’s this?” He stared at the screen. “A show?”
“I figured we could watch an episode, and if I fell asleep, it wouldn’t be so bad. I wouldn’t miss the whole story.”
“Sounds good.” He turned the light off and closed the door. “You can start it.” He climbed onto the bed next to me and I pressed play. Jagger looked at me. “Would you like me to turn the sheet down?”
“No, I’m okay for now.” I shook my head. “I’m a little warm after the bath.”
“Okay.”
We both leaned back against the headboard. I soon find myself looking at his hands on his thighs. Was he going to try to touch me? Ten minutes into the show, I realized that Jagger wasn’t going to be making any moves. I snuggled down in the bed and turned over slightly, trying to prop my head on the pillow.
“You can use me if you want.” Jagger patted his chest. “Prime viewing spot.”
“I guess.” I moved my head to his chest and rested it against his warm skin. I could feel his heart beating as I adjusted to get into a comfortable position. I moved my arm up so that it was resting on his chest, with my elbow very close to his crotch. Jagger then adjusted his position and slid down on the bed, so that now we were both lying on it. I could feel his arm slipping around my waist, and it finally rested on my hip. My breasts were crushed against his chest and I wondered if I should have kept my bra on. We lay like that for about fifteen minutes, and then I turned over.
He shifted to turn over as well. “Do you mind?” he asked.
“No …”
Now we were spooning, neither one of us watching the show any longer. He was pressed up against my back, his hardness nudging my ass. I shifted slightly and I heard him groan as my ass rubbed his cock. His hand slipped under my t-shirt so that his fingers were now grazing my skin. He moved his fingers slowly and deliberately on my body, caressing my stomach and abdomen until they slid up higher towards my breast. I stilled as his fingers lightly grazed the underside of my breasts.
He leaned forward and whispered in my ear.
“Yes,” I whispered and then turned around to face him. He smiled as he looked into my eyes and leaned forward to kiss me. His lips melted against mine, and I kissed him back, enjoying the minty taste of his lips.
His eyes widened as I reached up and grabbed his face. I ran my hands down the sides of his face and then ran my finger through his hair. He growled and pulled me closer to him, his arms around my waist, his hands on my ass. He deepened the kiss, and I breathed him in as his warm body pressed against mine. My hands reached down to his shoulders, enjoying the feel of his muscles before reaching down to his back. I felt his hands sliding up the back of my shirt, gliding around my body, causing my heart to race.
He pulled away from me slightly and kissed the side of my neck. My head fell back and I reached down to touch his abs, loving the feel of the solid muscle. I leaned forward to kiss his chest, and he groaned. I smiled to myself and ran my fingers down his chest towards his hardness. My fingers slipped deftly into his briefs and wrapped around his manhood.
His body stilling against me. “Magnolia …” His voice was pleading.
“Yes, Jagger?”
“We shouldn’t.” He pressed his lips against mine.
“Why not?”
“Because.”
“Because what?”
“Because I don’t want you to—”
I didn’t let him finish talking. I pressed my lips against his and slid my tongue into his mouth as my fingers played with his cock. He pushed me back and for one sad second I thought he was going to stop me, but instead, his hand went all the way up my t-shirt and caressed my breast as his lips fell to my neck again.
“Put your arms up,” he ordered, his voice hoarse, and I did as he said. He pulled my t-shirt off, then threw it on the floor and stared down at me. “How is it possible that you are even more beautiful than ever before?”
“What do you mean?” I asked shyly.
He stroked my hair. “When you were eighteen, I thought you were the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen in my life.” His fingers brushed against my eyebrows. “Your brown eyes are so warm and loving, your smile, so sweet and pure, your laugh so devilish, your walk so self-assured and sexy.” He took a deep breath. “I thought you could never be more beautiful, but I was wrong. You are more beautiful. You grow more beautiful every single day.” He leaned down and kissed my lips. “Do you remember how this first began?” He stared into my eyes. “Do you remember our first kiss?”
“How could I forget? It was my first-ever kiss.”
“I know.” He smiled and laughed as my eyes widened. “I guess there were a lot of things you didn’t know I knew.”
“Jagger …” I stroked the side of his face, “we don’t have to talk about the past.”
“Do you remember how this began, Magnolia?” He pressed his hand against mine holding it down on my face. “Do you know what I figured out in this last ten years?”
“What?”
“I can live without you, but I don’t want to.” His voice broke and he looked away suddenly. “I don’t want to.” He kissed me again, this time more passionately. This time he grabbed my hands and raised them above my head so that I couldn’t move them. “Sometimes I can’t believe that you’re actually here with me.” He kissed me again, his lips devouring me. His right hand moved down from my wrists and he grabbed my throat squeezing it lightly as he continued to kiss me. “I feel like I have a fever.”
He sucked on my lower lip as his hand continued down to my breast, his fingers squeezing my nipple. I writhed against him; I was on fire and I wanted to touch him as well. His left hand tightened on my wrists, and he chuckled as I tried to pull them away.
“No, sweet pea. Do you remember how this started out, Magnolia? You were so full of hope, and I feared that I’d ruined everything. I will not ruin it again. I can’t live without you.” Then his right hand slid further down and across my panties. I gasped as he slipped his fingers inside and touched me, so gently that it almost felt like he wasn’t touching me. “Butterfly kisses, my princess,” he growled as his fingers rubbed me softly. I closed my eyes, caught up in the overwhelming sensations that were taking over my body. His finger tapped against my clit, and I cried out as he slipped a finger inside of me.
“Jagger!” I moaned feverishly.
“Not tonight, Magnolia.” He kissed my lips again and then he withdrew his finger. “Not now.”
“Please, Jagger.” I wiggled against him, my breasts jiggling against his chest.
“Do you remember what you said to me earlier?”
“No. What?”
“You said you thought I was only in this for the sex, that I’d always been in it for the sex.”
“I did?” Consumed by lust, I couldn’t remember what I’d said.
“I’m going to prove that I’m not only here for sex. I’m going to prove myself to you.”
“Jagger,” I groaned. “I believe you. Please?”
“Magnolia, are you begging me to have sex with you?”
“No.” I blushed as he chuckled. “I’m just asking nicely.”
“You’re so beautiful.” He let go of my wrists. “How do I say no to you?”
“You don’t.” I laughed as I reached up and touched his lips lightly. “I want this.”
“This morning you were telling me that you needed to think.”
“I’ve thought.” I reached down and grabbed his bulging cock again. “I understand why you did what you did. I'm still mad about it, but you’ve been straightforward with me. You’ve told me the truth. I forgive you, and we can move on.”
“You’re sure?” He searched my eyes.
“I’m sure.” I nodded. He studied me for a few seconds then his lips fell to my breast and he sucked on my nipple. I arched my back, and he sucked harder. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of his teeth and lips on me. He pulled away from me slightly and I felt him sliding my panties down my legs. I watched as he pulled his briefs off as well.
For a moment, we stared at each other, both of us completely naked and both of us knowing exactly what was going to happen next.
Then Jagger held up a hand. “Hold on,” he said, then walked out of the room.
“Where are you going?” I sat up, disappointed.
“I need to get something.”
“If you say you’re getting a dildo, I’m going to scream.”
“I’m not getting a dildo.” I could hear him laughing from the other room. “I was a fool. Don’t think I don’t know that.”
“Where did you go?” I asked as he walked back into the room.
“I needed to get these.” He held up a pack of condoms and he laughed. “Safe sex and all that.”
“Uh huh.”
“I’ve already been suspected of knocking up one Allen sister.” He chuckled and then bit his lip. “Too soon?”
“Too soon, Jagger.” But I laughed anyway.
“Are you laughing at me?” He slid back onto the bed, his hand sliding over my stomach and towards my breasts.
“Would I do that?”
“Yes.” He grinned. “You love laughing at me.”
“Do I?” I tilted my head to the side. “I don’t remember ever doing that.”
“I do.” He cupped both of my breasts and then leaned forward to kiss me. “Are you sure about this, Magnolia?”
“If you ask me that one more time, I’m going to scream.”
“I might like it if you scream.”
“Oh, yeah? You going to spank me again?”
“Do you want me to?”
“Maybe.” I bit down on my lower lip. “It didn’t feel bad.”
“So you do like a bit of kink.” He laughed. “I knew it.”
“I never said that!”
“Oh, yeah? So you don’t want me to spank you and slip my fingers inside your pussy as your skin reverberates from my touch?”
“Well …” I swallowed hard. “I didn’t say that, either.”
“Do you want it or not?”
I grinned. “Do you want to do it or not?”
“Do I want to do it?” His fingers slipped between my legs as his lips pressed against mine. “Do you know how many things I want to do with you? I want to do it all.”
“So you’re the one that’s into kink?” I giggled and then gasped as he slid two fingers inside of me. “Ooh, Jagger.”
“Shh, sweet, Magnolia.” He kissed down my body, his tongue trailing along my skin sweetly and sensually. He kissed my inner thigh and then he pushed my legs apart. His tongue circled my clit, lightly at first and then with more pressure. I gripped his hair and spread my legs wide, moaning as he kissed me in my most private of areas. His tongue slipped inside of me and I cried out. He seemed to enjoy the sound because he increased his pace. I could feel myself close to orgasm and then he lifted my hips up slightly so that he could bury his whole face in my pussy. His tongue slid inside of me deeper and my entire body shook as he brought me to orgasm.
“Come for me, Magnolia,” he grunted as I shuddered in his arms. He kissed back up my body and pressed his lips against mine. “I love you.”
He said it so sweetly and sincerely, but I had no chance to respond because he was reaching over and slipping his condom on. Within seconds he was on top of me, his arms on either side of my head, his cock positioned at my opening. I pulled his ass down and felt him sliding inside of me, deep and hard, thrusting in and out of me as though he’d been waiting a long time for this moment.
“Oh, fuck, you feel so good!” He kissed the side of my neck and I ran my hands down his back. He increased his pace and I felt my breasts brushing against his chest, my nipples tickling from his chest hair. He increased his pace even more and suddenly he was moving, grabbing my legs, pulling them over his shoulders and holding onto my hips. His cock thrust into me, hitting a spot I didn’t even know existed, and I cried out as I felt another orgasm coming.
“Oh, Jagger, don’t stop!” I moaned.
His body shuddering on top of me as he came. He collapsed next to me and kissed my lips and held me to him.
“How was that?” he asked as he stroked my hair. “Are you okay?”
“I am.” I kissed him. “That was amazing.” I touched the side of the face. “And I love you as well, Jagger. I always have.”
“You do?” His eyes lit up. “It’s not just the post-sex glow and euphoria is it?”
“No, Jagger.” I laughed. I touched his chest. “I’ve always loved you.”
“I want to show you the sky, I want to show you the stars, I want to show you the world. Do you know how happy that makes me, Magnolia?”
“A little happy?” I grinned as he ran his hands down my back. “I think?”
“Very happy.” He smiled. “We have so much to talk about. So much to figure out. So much to catch up on.”
“I know. It’s weird that we haven’t seen each other in so many years and yet we fit right back together.”
“Yes.”
“It’s like the universe wanted us to be together.” I snuggled against him. “Out of all the cities in the world, we both choose San Francisco, and out of all the apartments in the world, we both chose this one.”
“Yes, about that, Magnolia …”
“It’s like the world was looking out for us. We were fated to be together.” I kissed him again. “This is the most magical moment in my life.”
“It is?” He stared into my eyes and stroked the back of my head.
“It is.” I nodded.
“I love you, Magnolia.” His voice was happy, but his green eyes looked slightly overcast. “Go to sleep now, sweetheart. We can talk more tomorrow.”
“Night.” I closed my eyes, feeling a calm and peace I had never felt before in my life.
He kissed the top of my head.