Chapter 26 Chapter 13 (ii)
Fae
“It’s just a rebound, Jigo. I just need to forget about Carl.”
He nodded. “That means you need me so you won’t be alone while you’re going through this. I’ll be good. And you’ll be alright, Fae. I’ll help you.”
My eyes widened at what he said. But what I discovered between the two of us, I didn’t need to lie. He knew the truth. I didn’t even need to speak for him to know what I was thinking. It was as if he was an expert at reading what I thought and felt on my face. It had started at the resort. I dismissed it then, thinking my situation warranted it. But it was still the same, this connection. Even now.
“I need you,” I admitted. I searched for him, too. I missed him. Now that he was here, there was nothing more important than those moments when he took me back to that place where I could forget everything.
Well, not everything.
In that place where he was the only one I saw, heard, and felt.
“I want you inside me again. Please, Jigo...”
He smiled, his eyes twinkling, and his lips curved higher on one side. He had such straight, pearly-white teeth. I didn’t notice that before because I noticed other things first. I had no doubt I’d find other things to praise about his looks or his character. I was slowly rediscovering him.
And I could smell him again, his cologne and his sweat... all of him. Oh my god, I wanted him!
He leaned down, and I was again lost in his ardent kiss when he gave me what I asked for...
When I uttered those words, a testament of longing and anticipation, my wish was immediately granted. His lips pressed against mine, and the electrifying sensation intensified as he rubbed his hard erection against my throbbing flesh. In one swift, passionate move, he thrust himself inside me.
Our bodies moved in perfect synchrony, fueled by an intense desire that ignited every nerve ending. Moans escaped our parted lips and blended with the rhythm of our movements. The pleasure was overwhelming, consuming our senses and transporting us to a realm of pure ecstasy. In this moment, nothing else existed beyond the confines of my bedroom where Jigo claimed me once again.
Every touch, every thrust sent me soaring, shattering me into a million exquisite pieces only to be pieced back together again in his arms. Jigo’s panting breath, strained muscles, and passionate kisses covered my face, leaving trails of fire. He was intense, just like his lips. It felt as if he had rediscovered a lost treasure, unintentionally but wholeheartedly. I reveled in the sweetness of Jigo, a side of him that I’d missed so deeply.
He broke the spell with a tender question. “You okay?”
Laughter bubbled up from within me, a genuine release of joy that had been absent since we parted on the island. “A thousand times okay,” I replied, feeling the brightness of his smile resonate within me. It was in this moment that I realized, with a twinge of bittersweet irrationality, that I might have fallen in love with him. Almost. But I couldn’t deny the lingering feelings I still held for Carl.
His smile faded and I sensed his unease. “You’re thinking about him,” he stated, his voice tinged with insecurity.
I reached out and cup his cheeks, desperate to erase any trace of jealousy. “Jigo... I thought of Carl because I’m overwhelmed by the intensity of us. It has never been like this with him. I don’t understand why I feel the way I feel about him. I just do.”
He gazed deeply into my eyes, searching for truth. With each passing second, life returned to his face, a spark reigniting the fire within. I wanted to savor the softness of his lips, to prove to myself that his firmness did not hide his emotions. I pulled him closer, connecting our mouths in a kiss that transcended time and space. It was a heavenly union, our lips moving in perfect harmony. The kiss deepened, fueling the flames of desire within us.
Within the sensual depths of my being, I felt Jigo harden even more. A pleasurable twitch coursed through him, a testament to the desire that coursed through both our bodies. He lifted his head and he gazed down at me, as if apologizing for his inability to resist my gaze. And without hesitation, he thrust again, reigniting the fire within me. My heart raced, my body responding with an intensity that defied words. “Oh, Fae. You feel so beautiful it hurts,” he whispered, his voice laced with both adoration and desire.
With every movement, every thrust, our connection deepened. Pleasure washed over me like a tidal wave, and I found myself lost in the intensity of our lovemaking. I cried his name out, my voice a testament to the overwhelming pleasure that consumed me. Our bodies moved as one, skin slamming against skin, breaths and shouts melding into a symphony of passion.
“Jigo... Jigo, oh my god, Jigo!” I gasped, the words torn from my lips as I approached the precipice of ecstasy. His response was a glorious fusion of pleasure and profanity, synchronizing with my own cries. Our climax approached rapidly, and together, we reached the pinnacle of pleasure, our screams mingling in the air.
As we came back down from the euphoric peak, laughter again filled the space between us. Our lips met again, our bodies sliding against each other. The wetness between my thighs served as a reminder of our intimate connection, our body juices flowing in a testament to the passion we just shared in that bedroom I was only going to be using for the last time…