Abandoned but Not Alone (29 page)

“
You broke your promise, you moved. Now I
wonder what I should do about that.
”

As the last
word left her mouth, Aviva made a ring with the thumb and index finger of each
hand, placing one above the other in the middle of his shaft and gently pulled
his penis in opposite directions, repeating the motion again and again, Jason
loved the sensation of the gentle pull and release she was applying to her
stroke. Watching as her devilish smile appeared on her face, Jason knew he was
going to love whatever she had in mind. Moving both hands to the base of his
shaft while maintaining their ringed shape, Aviva slid her top hand towards the
head of his penis until it completely came off the end, all the while her lower
hand exerted pressure downwards.  She repeated her strokes again and again,
picking up speed, her top hand popping of the head of his shaft, simulating the
nerves; making Jason writhe on the bed, not giving him a chance to catch his
breath, driving him closer and closer to his limit. Perspiration broke out on
his exposed skin. Lord, that didn't take long, he was close and she was
enjoying every moment of this encounter.

Jason was
close to coming, he could feel the blood engorging in his shaft but he had other
intentions of when and where he would come. Using his speed and strength in a
sudden motion, he flipped her onto her back and pinned her down, needing to
slow things down.
“
It
’
s my turn to play, Angel.
”

Taking her
very talented hands, Jason kissed them before placing them around his neck, he
wanted to see the look in his Angel's eyes when she came for him.
“
Your turn to promise, don
’
t close your eyes.
”
His request didn
’
t come out as such, it came out as an order as he ran one of his
large hands through the valley of her breasts. No response, he continued his
journey, down her belly, his touch soft, feather light. Still no answer, his
hand never stopped moving down while he waited for her to make the promise.
Reaching his goal, Jason brushed his fingertips back and forth against her
outer lips.
“
I
’
m waiting, Angel.
”
Jason chuckled as she opened her eyes at the sound of his
voice.

“
What did you say?
”
  Aviva asked, lost in the sensual pleasure of the touch of his
hand brushing across her heated skin.

“
I said don
’
t close your eyes.
”

“
Okay, I won
’
t.
”

“
You already did.
”

“
I did?
”

“
Yes, Angel
–
you did.
”

“
Okay, sorry, I won
’
t do it again, promise. You may continue.
”

Jason
adored this woman, only Aviva would consider bossing him around while he was
making love to her. His brief moment of humor was gone in an instant.  He had
more pressing matters on his mind.  Like making sure she was ready for him so
he could bury himself deep within her.  Jason was out of time, he was unsure
how much longer he could hold on. Parting her outer lips, he inserted his
middle finger into her opening and was met by wetness which coated his finger.
Inserting another finger he increased his stroke as he invoked more of her
moisture that told him she was ready. He watched Aviva as her eyes closed to
half-mast before snapping open at her remembered promise. Holding her gaze,
Jason withdrew his fingers from within her wet body and took hold of his shaft.
Inserting only the tip, Aviva arched up to meet the touch of their first
joining. Jason held himself away refusing to let her move too fast. He wanted
to savor every last moment. When he was sure she understood, he gave her
another inch, then another and another, stretching her warmth to accommodate
the size of him. She was killing him, she was so tight and warm. His time was
up, no more playing, he surged forward in one mighty move burying himself to
the hilt.

Aviva
’
s eyes widened as Jason completely filled
her. Oh yes it was on, it was defiantly on and by the look in his eyes he meant
business. Pulling back slowly Jason again rushed forward, once, twice, three
times.

“
Sorry, Angel
–
next time okay. I
’
ll make it
last next time
…
right now
…
I can
’
t.
”

The man had
to be kidding. That was Aviva
’
s last
coherent thought as Jason again surged forward, his rapid movements, dispelling
her thought process, leaving only room for feeling.  She started to tremble at
the delicious feelings his movements were pulling from her body. Aviva grabbed
onto Jason shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist, and if it were
possible he sank even deeper into her waiting body. The position of her body,
her total acceptance of him seemed to drive him into a frenzy of lust. Jason
changed before her eyes, gone was the sophisticated controlled man she was
coming to know. That man had been replaced by one of pure sexual power and
need, a man who now bared his teeth a determined look in his eyes.

Rising up
onto his palms, Jason braced them beside Aviva
’
s head and stopped thinking; he only had room for feeling.
Feeling the pressure of her strong thighs as they gripped his waist and
squeezed, her fingers running through his hair, along his shoulders, her
openness all these factors were his undoing. He wanted it all and he wanted it
now. His movements intensified, his speed increased, his hips shifting with
such rapidity, Aviva began to thrash around beneath him as her eyes glazed over
and began to roll back.

“
No! Keep your eyes open.
”

“
Jason
…
I
…
oh Goddddd.
”
Aviva screamed.

Just then
he felt it, the contractions within her body as it clamped down on him as she
came
–
hard. At the feel of
her first contraction and the look of contorted pleasure written across her
face, reflected in her eyes, Jason enhanced. The muscles in his arms grew with
power and speed of his movements increased, he had seen and felt what his
imagination had been unable to conjure up. Throwing back his head, Jason howled
out his release as his arms gave way and he collapsed onto her convulsing,
spent.

He was
heavy but she didn
’
t care.
Aviva ran her hands along Jason
’
s back as
his labored breathing slowly began to return to normal.

“
Are you okay, Angel?
”

“
No, I
’
m not.
”

Jerking
away from her body, Jason looked down at her, concern in his eyes. He was so
much bigger than her and could have inadvertently caused her harm.
“
Did I hurt you, was I too rough?
”

Aviva
realized Jason was taking her comment seriously and rushed to assure him she
was joking. 
“
I was
joking, Jason. Of course I
’
m fine, why
shouldn
’
t I be, I meant I was
better than okay.
”

Wrapping
his arms around her he pulled her close to him.
“
Don
’
t do that
again, Angel. I thought I had hurt you.
”

“
Jason
…”

“
I mean it Aviva, don
’
t do it again.
”

Realizing
the seriousness of his demand, she nodded her head in silent promise.

“
Thank you. Now do you want to cuddle or
something, women are supposed to love all that mushy stuff.
”

“
Jason
…”

“
What.
”

“
Cuddling is not mushy.
”

“
Whatever you say my Angel, so do you want
to or not?
”

He wasn
’
t fooling her for a minute, Mr King was
the one who wanted to cuddle. Lifting his arm, she slipper under it and held
him close to her body. They stayed that way, in each others arms for long
moments, basking in the feelings running through them. That was until the
disturbance made itself known.

Aviva
’
s stomach rumbled
–
loudly and continuously for five
seconds.

“
Was that for real?
”
Jason laughed as he looked over at her
eyes wide with humor. Aviva was too hungry to be bothered with embarrassment.

“
Oh, you think that
’
s funny do you, well let
’
s see how funny you think it is when I
start eating you.
”
As soon as
she said it, she realized her mistake. Jason raised an eyebrow turning onto his
back to reveal all his naked glory.

“
I
’
m ready when you are Angel, eat away. I know you
’
re hungry, I heard it, so you just go
right ahead and gorge yourself, take what you want.
”

Flicking
his rising erection with her middle finger, Aviva rolled her eyes as his hands
moved with lightning speed to cover his exposed flesh.
“
Hey, come on now, that was just plain mean
–
and it hurt.
”

“
Serves you right and stop being such a
baby. I
’
m serious, I need food
–
now. And I need to be
carried downstairs, you need to carry me downstairs.
”

Rolling
from the bed, Jason walked over to his closet and withdrew a pair of sweats and
a t-shirt.  Tossing the tee to her, he went into the bathroom to clean himself
up. Returning dressed in the sweats, Aviva already wearing Jason's t-shirt
which almost reached her knees, also used the bathroom before jumping back onto
the bed, holding out her arms towards him.

“
You really expect me to carry you all the
way to the kitchen? I don
’
t know if
you
’
re aware of this, you
’
re no lightweight.
”

Jason
wanted to laugh at the expressions that crossed her face; shock was followed by
indignation and finally resolve. She didn
’
t need to know that he would carry her to the ends of the earth
on his bare back if she asked him to. Ready to respond to Jason
’
s less than gentlemanly comment
–
he got in first. 
“
Come on Angel, don
’
t forget I
’
ve experienced the great thigh of China
–
trust me, I know what I
’
m talking about.
”
Ducking,
he just managed to avoid the pillow that flew past his head.

Laughing
out loud in enjoyment, feeling without a shadow of a doubt, she was the one. He
had never experienced this type of play with any other woman. He had always
refused to spend the night with a woman; he knew he was a good lover who
ensured his partner was satisfied before they parted company. He also had the
one month rule
–
never
sleep with the same woman more than once in the same month. If the rule were
spoken aloud it would make him appear egotistical, but that wasn
’
t the case, he had learned at an early
age that most women wanted permanence, a boyfriend, a husband and he wasn
’
t either
–
until now.

Retrieving
the pillow, Jason strolled in his long legged gait back towards the bed.
Throwing the pillow aside he lent down and grasped Aviva
’
s face between his hands, gently kissing
her brow. Turning around he bent his legs and presented her with his broad back
rippling with muscles and waited. Nothing happened, looking over his shoulder,
he saw Aviva
’
s eyes
roaming his back the tip of her tongue running over her lips, as though
contemplating doing exactly as she had threatened earlier
–
eating him. Jason loved it, loved the
way she was looking at him, the way she responded to him, the way she smelt the
way she felt, the way her hands felt against his body. Shaking his head he
abruptly switched his thoughts away from the path his mind wanted to take him.
Later, he could indulge them both later, right now he had to feed his Angel,
and himself.