growing up without you.”
“You know, our childhood memories are some of the best memories of my life,” I say with a tear in my eye.
“Mine too.”
We both gaze into each other.
Mom was right. There is a connection here.
I can feel.
“Jessica,” Rhett states. “I drink because I don’t want to feel lonely. I want to feel like how I felt when we were kids and didn’t have a care in the world. I don’t want to be an adult in the cold-hearted world. Sometimes it just becomes so much and it hard to hold onto the good memories.”
“Well maybe you should stop drinking then, to hold onto the good memories that you and I had and then maybe we can make some new better memories. But first you have to work out what you want.”
He throws the bottle away.
Standing up from the couch, he walks his tall, broad body across to me.
He looks at me and pulls me close to him and kisses me passionately on the lips.
“I want you.”
Chapter 9
“Are you sure about this?” I ask him as I pull back a little.
“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life,” he says as he crushes his lips back to mine.
Damn it.
Deep down, I have wanted this moment for so long.
I’ve needed it.
He is the only person I have ever felt connected to.
In a moment of passion, I throw my arms around his neck and kiss him harder.
His tongue still tastes like alcohol, but it still turns me on.
His touch sends emotion flooding through me.
This feels so wrong… but so right.
He rubs his fingers through my hair and trails slow kisses down my neck.
“I’ve wanted to do this to you since you first stepped into my office,” he says.
“I’m surprised that you can remember when I first walked into your office,” I say as I crush my lips against his again.
He pulls back. “I could never forget the day your angelic form walked back into my life.”
He pulls my t-shirt over my head and unclasps my bra.
Oh.
This feels naughty.
Wrong.
But so right!
I am so confused as his head dips and takes my nipple into his mouth, twirling his tongue around the sensitive bud before gently grazing it with his teeth.
He repeats the same action to my other breast and my body is on fire with desire.
“Lay down on the floor,” he demands.
I do as he says and he takes off my shoes and slides my pants and panties down in one swift motion. His eyes are filled with yearning and I know that he wants me as badly as I want him.
He begins to kiss me gently down my stomach, sending chills throughout my body.
“You like that?” he asks.
“Yes…” I whisper.
“Then you’re going to love this,” he says.
I watch as he lowers his head between my legs.
His kisses dance down my inner-tight, and then his breath drifts across my pussy.
Oh…
His kisses then dance down my leg until he reaches my feet. I expect him to stop kissing… but he doesn’t.
When his head comes back up to between my legs, I am ready.
Wet.
I feel his breath on my center before he plunges his tongue deep inside of me.
Oh…
My back arches.
I try to pull away from him but he pulls me towards him and locks my legs into place, forcing me to take the pleasure.
Yes…
He clamps down on my clit and my head goes spinning.
His tender lips light my fire.
I am lost in his touch.
Yes…
When my body goes limp and he releases me.
He leans forward and kisses me on the lips and my juices mixed with the taste of liquor on his tongue makes me want him even more.
“I want you in me now,” I whisper in his ear.
“Your wish is my command,” he says.
He stands up, and strips his clothes off.
Oh.
He might be a drunk, but he is a rock-hard drunk.
“Spent some time in the gym?” I comment as I watch his abs move.
“I love the gym,” he smiles in all his nakedness. “It keeps me hard.”
“Hard? Yes, I can see that.”
The cock that dangles freely between his legs is growing by