Chapter 38

-James-

2007

I looked down at Jianna sleeping on my chest and recalled our conversation last night. I have never opened up to anyone about my life before. But Jianna was different. She listened, she understood, and she held me as I cried. I had finally found someone I could trust with my deepest secrets.

I stroked her hair and remembered the night I lost my mother. The loneliness I felt after waiting for her to come home but instead having the police come to my door and tell me that my mother had been murdered. After that, I had to grow up fast, taking on odd jobs to pay for rent and food. It was a hard life, but I managed. The military was my saving grace, and I had found solace in the structure and discipline it provided. But even that couldn't erase the pain and trauma I had experienced in my past, and The Allegiance could not give me that peace. I told Jianna all this. And she is still here with me. She was so scared that she spilled all that blood to save us, but I wasn't frightened. I knew exactly how it felt to be willing to do anything to protect someone you loved. It was a feeling that I had never experienced in my life.

Instead, as I held her close, I felt a sense of gratitude and admiration. Jianna was brave and fierce, a true warrior. She had risked her life to save us and, in doing so, had shown me a level of loyalty and dedication I had never experienced before. I knew then that I couldn't let her go. I had to protect, cherish, and be there for her as she had been there for me.

As I watched her sleep, I couldn't help but feel a strong desire to protect her. I knew that she had her own demons to battle, and I wanted to be the one to help her through it. I didn't know what the future held for us, but I knew that I wanted her by my side through it all.

Suddenly, Jianna stirred and opened her eyes. She looked up at me and smiled, her eyes full of love and affection. "Hey," she said softly.

"Hey, back," I replied, grinning down at her.

She lifted her head and leaned in closer to give me a kiss. She then looked at me, and there was an intensity in her eyes that I'd seen before.

"James?" she always asked me. I have to remember why she does that.

I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and nodded. She gave me a smile. **My smile.**

In one swift motion, she was on top of me. I could feel her warmth seeping through my clothes as she straddled my waist. Her lips were on mine, and her hands roamed all over me. I couldn't resist her, even if I wanted to. My hands were on her waist, pulling her closer as she ground herself against me. The passion between us was palpable, and I knew there was no going back.

Jianna's kiss was fierce and demanding, her tongue exploring my mouth with a hunger that matched mine. I groaned as she bit my lip, her tongue sweeping into my mouth. My hands roamed over her back, feeling the warmth of her skin against my palms. I could feel Jianna's fingers play with the hem of my shirt, teasingly pulling it up.

She was so intense, so passionate. It was like she was trying to devour me; I loved every second of it. I could feel her heat through her clothes, driving me wild. When I thought I couldn't take anymore, I felt her hands reach for my belt buckle. I gasped at her touch, my cock hardening instantly.

I grabbed her shirt by the hem and pulled it over her head. Jianna's bare breasts pressed against mine, and I could feel the stiff peaks of her nipples against my chest. I groaned as her hips ground against me, trying to relieve the growing pressure between my legs.

I wanted her.

I needed her.

My hands roamed over her back, her sides, her waist, and her hips. I couldn't stop touching her. She was so soft, so smooth. I needed more of her.

But she was in control.

She sat back up and stopped all of a sudden.

I opened my eyes, and she looked at me with lust.

"Not yet," she whispered.

"Wh-What?" I stuttered.

She grinned and looked at me. "Not yet," she repeated.

I pulled her back to me and touched her nipples. She moaned as I rolled them between my fingers. I sucked on them, feeling the hard peaks against my lips. I rolled my tongue over them, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin. I kissed my way down her body, running my tongue over her waist, hips, and belly button, and I even kissed the top of her panties.

I looked up at her, and she watched me with heavy eyes. She laughed and pushed me on my back. She was straddling me. Every time she sat on me, her wetness rubbed against my cock.

I groaned in frustration. She seemed to enjoy that.

"Do you want me to beg?" I asked between heavy breaths.

She tilted her head. "What would you beg for?" she whispered.

"You. All of you." I sat up and grabbed her by the back, and took her down with me.

"Mr. Barnes. I'm not sure this is a game you want to play," she said between gritted teeth.

"And what game would that be, Ms. Spencer?" I whispered as I ripped her panties off her. "I hope you weren't fond of those panties."

She giggled. "Well, not anymore."

I flipped her in one smooth move, and now I was on top of her.

"I don't beg, J. I never beg." I whispered in her ear.

I heard her inhale deep.

Jianna gasped softly as I cupped her breasts in my hands. I grinned as I leaned in to kiss her neck, leaving a trail of kisses on her smooth skin. She smelled so good, and her skin was so smooth and soft. I had to have more.

I kissed my way down to her breasts, running my tongue over her lips. "Oh. James." she moaned.

I could feel her arching her back as I put my mouth on her nipple. I sucked on them, rolling my tongue over them. I let go and let my mouth find its way to the other. I took it in my mouth, and my tongue circled around it.

Jianna's hands were locked in my hair, pulling me to her. I could feel her writhing underneath me as I circled my tongue around her nipple. I discreetly placed my throbbing cock at her entrance, and when she arched her back again, my cock slid in.

I heard her gasp, and her hands grabbed my back, which made me thrust into her more.

"Fuck! You're so tight!" I groaned.

I started to get into the thrusting rhythm in her when I felt her legs wrap around mine. I knew this move. Fuck.

She flipped me the way I did earlier and is back on top of me. I chuckled and sat up. She started grinding on me, and I started kissing her neck.

I lay back down, and she continued grinding on me. She grabbed my hands and placed them on her bouncing ass.

"If you keep on like this, you're going to make me cum." I hissed.

"Good," she replied breathlessly.

I felt her tighten around my cock, making me moan louder.

"FUCK! I'm cumming!" I growled.

I grabbed her hips and let myself go. She snuggled on my chest, and I slowly pulled out of her.

We were both breathless.

"If every morning is going to be like this, I will need a heartier dinner than granola bars and jerky." I laughed.

She giggled and laid her head on my chest.

"I think you scared the wildlife, so we might not have a lot of options for breakfast." I teased.

"That's fine. I'll have you for breakfast any day." she closed her eyes, and I did, too. And for years, I didn't dream of anything but the bliss I was feeling.