All the Wrong Places

by Jerilee Kaye

  “You’re really good at this stuff.”

  She heard him take a deep breath. “Do you remember the glass house I named after you?”

  She nodded and then looked away from him. “Wh-what about it?”

  “I didn’t just ask the contractors to build that. I put in a lot of work in that too.”

  “Well, that’s why it’s a pity you had to tear it down,” she murmured.

  He kept quiet for a while. Then he walked towards the shelves he created on the wall. Julianne could imagine what a beautiful vertical garden she could make out of it.

  “It’s beautiful. I can’t wait to buy pots and flowers for it.”

  “We can go tomorrow,” he said.

  “Are you sure you’re still okay to help me tomorrow? I know you’re a very busy man.”

  He shrugged. “Gatwick will call me if something requires my personal attention.”

  “Okay. I still needed to pick out some stuff for Jared’s Rubik’s cube room.”

  He laughed. “I will paint his room tomorrow.”

  “Are you sure? I mean… I could do it, but you’re more experienced than me.”

  He raised a brow at her, “Seriously? You’re asking me if I’m okay with painting a wall? Ma belle, it’s like you’re asking a child if he’s okay to stay in a playground.”

  “Okay. Then I’ll be in the kitchen. Cooking,” she said brightly. “What would you like to eat?”

  “Surprise me,” he gave her a challenging grin. “I’ll eat anything you cook.”

  She nodded. “Okay. I hope you won’t be disappointed.”

  “Never,” he said, leaning forward and kissing her nose.

  She went to the table to gather the tray and the plates.

  “We should put a pergola on this area. And then some outdoor lights,” he suggested.

  She nodded. “Great idea. I’ll save up for it. I’ll do it later. But if it’s too expensive, then no. I’m just renting. This house isn’t mine. It will be a waste if I don’t renew the lease next year.”

  He nodded. “If you decide to give it a go, let me know. I can design it for you. Unique and economical.”

  She smiled. “I’ll keep that mind.”

  It was already nine in the evening when they decided to stop the works and have dinner. Julianne cooked honey glazed pork chops with steamed vegetables. Jin helped her wash the dishes and clean up the table.

  Afterwards, Julianne took a warm bath in the masters’ bedroom on the second floor. Jin took a shower on the ground floor bathroom.

  He was sitting on the sofa, browsing through the TV channels when she came down, wearing a silk sleeveless nightdress and a robe.

  “What are you watching?” she asked.

  “Nothing in particular,” he replied.

  He took her hand in his and pulled her to him so she could sit on his lap. Then he leaned back on the sofa, and she rested her head against his shoulder.

  He settled on a comedy show. He was lazily rubbing her forearm while they were watching.

  Julianne’s emotions were on a haywire. She knew that she wasn’t supposed to enjoy this too much because this would not last forever. But she couldn’t help but wonder what it would have been like if she hadn’t left him, and if he knew he was Jared’s father.

  Would we be together like this? Like a family?

  She heaved a deep sigh. She would love to give Jared a complete, happy family.

  “Are you okay?” he asked.

  She looked up at him. “Yeah. You?”

  He smiled at her and he leaned forward and kissed her lips. “I’m more than okay, ma belle. Right now, I feel invincible.”

  He took her lips in his and gave her a deep passionate kiss. She accepted his kisses. She welcomed the electricity that radiated from his skin to hers. He leaned her down on the sofa, and she felt him shift so half of his body was on top of her.

  He nuzzled her neck and she felt his hand creeping upwards on her thighs. She moaned, anticipating the places where his hands would touch her.

  She felt him squeeze her butt cheek as he lifted her leg to give him better access to her body. Then he lifted his hand higher on her body until it rested on the base of her breast. He gently rested his thumb on top of her nipple, lightly teasing it over the soft material of her nightgown. Her breaths started getting heavier, her moans started to get louder.

  “You’re mine, my love,” he whispered against her skin.

  “Hmmm… for tonight… all night…” she moaned as he pressed his body harder against hers.

  He nipped at her earlobe. Then he trailed kisses to the base of her neck, sucking on the skin, gently bruising it and marking her.

  “God, Jin!” she moaned. She could feel a rush of fluid between her legs. He pressed against her and she felt him on her thighs. He was rock hard, eager in his desire.

  He gave her a hard kiss on the lips and then he stopped. She blinked back at him in confusion.

  He grinned at her mischievously. Then he gently got up from the sofa. She saw his manhood—hard and wanting—as it started to form a tent against his pajama pants. He bent down and lifted her on his arms like she weighed nothing.

  “Come, my love,” he said in a hoarse voice. “I promised myself I would make love to you on a proper bed the next time around.”

  She giggled. “You are a man who knows how to keep his promises.”

  “Always.”

  He carried her upstairs to the master’s bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and took off his shirt. Then he kissed her lips thoroughly. “God! You drive me insane with lust, ma belle. I cannot wait to be inside you again!”

  She kissed him back. “Why are you waiting?”

  He chuckled. “Patience, you little minx. We have all night. I will take you on a ride you will never forget.”

  He pulled her robe off her. Then he bit at her shoulder, sucking on her skin, doubtlessly leaving another mark.

  “Do you want this, love?”

  “Hmmm…”

  “Say it,” he demanded. He sucked on her skin again, as he grazed his hand higher on her thighs. “I want you to tell me what you want me to do to you.”

  “Jin… I want… I want you to… make me scream,” she croaked.

  He smiled against her skin. “My pleasure, love. I will make you scream my name over and over.”

  He was kissing her passionately on the lips when she suddenly remembered something.

  “Oh my God, Jin, wait.”

  “Something wrong, ma belle?” he asked. Concern was written all over his face.

  “I... don’t think I’m safe today.”

  He drew his brows together.

  “I mean, I’m not safe,” she repeated. “Do you have a condom?”

  He shook his head. “No, I don’t.”

  She blinked back at him. “Why?”

  “What do you mean, why?”

  “I mean, don’t guys usually keep a condom in their cars or in their wallets?”

  “Well… not me.”

  “Why?”

  “Because contrary to my reputation, ma belle, I don’t do one night stands. I have never needed emergency protection before. I always come prepared because when I engage in sexual activity, it’s always planned. So, I bring a condom then.”

  “What about now? You didn’t bring one. You weren’t planning this at all?” she asked, raising a challenging brow at him.

  He grinned at her and gently kissed her lips. “Oh no. I’ve been thinking about this night ever since I left your room last week. This was planned and thought of well ahead of time.”

  “Why didn’t you bring protection then?”

  “Because I didn’t want to,” he replied. “I want to feel you… all of you. I won’t settle for anything less, love.”

  “Jin, I might get—”

  “Pregnant again?” he cut her off. Then he kissed her lips, as he nudged her knees apart. “I bet Jared would love to have a little sister or brother. Would you agree?”


  “Jin Starck!” she scolded him.

  He merely laughed. “I don’t care, Arabella,” he said. “We’ll deal with it. And this time, you wouldn’t have to go through your pregnancy alone.”

  “Jin!”

  “Okay, fine. I’ll pull out, if that will make you feel better. But after this, maybe we should start looking at contraceptives, if you don’t want to get pregnant yet.”

  “Or we could stop this after tonight,” she said.

  He shook his head. “Good luck with that. You can try and stop me. But I don’t think you will succeed.”

  “God, Jin, why are we doing this?”

  He sighed and kissed her gently. “Because I want you with every fiber of my soul, ma belle. And you cannot deny that you want me too.” He shook his head. “So, stop fighting this, Arabella. You’re mine and you know it.”

  “Only for tonight,” she whispered.

  He gave her a naughty smile. “Ten bucks say, I can change your mind about that and we’re going to be doing the same thing tomorrow night.”

  “You’re a bundle of conceit, aren’t you?”

  He pushed her back to bed, and pressed his hips forward, putting pressure on her sweet core. She moaned.

  “Your mind might be denying me, ma belle… but you cannot deny that your body responds to me with intense passion,” he said. “So, I’m gonna do this right, if this is the way to make you come back for more of this… more of us.”

  He took her lips in another head-spinning kiss. Then she felt his hands creep up from under her gown, until she felt his palm on her bare breast, gently kneading it, sending her head to the clouds. She spread her legs wider involuntarily, causing him to rub his manhood against her core even more.

  He bent his head and she felt his wet kiss on her breast. Then he took one of her peaks into his mouth, causing her to squirm in pleasure. She felt him circle her pink tip with his tongue.

  “Oh my God!” she moaned.

  He kept torturing her nipples. She was lost in her desire. She was completely giving in to him.

  She felt his hands between her legs. In one motion, he pulled her underwear on the side so he could touch her core.

  “Damn!” she cursed.

  “Tsk, tsk,” he said. “You’re so ready for me, ma belle.”

  “Jin, please, take me!” she begged.

  “No,” he said. “Not yet, my love. I plan to torture you some more.”

  “No, please!”

  He removed his fingers from her core. She saw him bring his fingers to his lips, sucking on the nectar he gathered from her pearl.

  “Damn, you taste so sweet!” he said.

  He nuzzled her neck and then he left a trail of kisses from her chest down to her stomach. He went down further until he was dangerously close to her mons.

  “Oh my God!” she moaned. “Jin, no!”

  She started pulling away. No one has ever gone down on her before. And she suddenly felt shy and embarrassed.

  “Yes, love,” he said, kissing the insides of her thigh.

  She wanted to pull away, but the sensations he was giving her was clouding her judgment.

  “Jin…” she moaned. “No, please.”

  She struggled and he blinked back at her in surprise.

  He pulled himself up so he could look into her eyes. “What’s the problem, love?”

  “No, please don’t go down there.”

  “Why? Is something wrong?”

  She shook her head. “It’s just that… I haven’t… nobody has…”

  He stared back at her in surprise. And then he smiled at her, obviously pleased with the discovery. He leaned forward and kissed her lips gently.

  “There’s nothing to feel embarrassed about,” he whispered. “I will make you feel so good, you’re going to love this.”

  She felt his fingers on her core. He was gently caressing her, making her feel sensations that were brand new to her. He kissed her lips gently, while his fingers continue to brush against her sensitive bud and her wet slit.

  “Oh, God, Jin!” she breathed.

  “Surrender yourself to me, ma belle,” he said. “Let me make you feel good… let me make you scream!” She felt one of his fingers slide inside her.

  She fell back on the bed, moaning. She felt him pull her panties down so he could have better access to her folds. Then suddenly, she felt her hot breath against her sensitive center.

  “Oh my God!”

  This is really happening! He’s really going to do it.

  Then she felt his hot tongue graze her slit and she fought the urge to scream. He licked her, traced patterns on her bud with his tongue. He opened her up so he could suck up her nectar.

  “Fuck, you taste so good!”

  “Jin…” she breathed. “Please…”

  He continued lapping at her juices. She fought the urge to scream. If before she was shy about oral sex, now, she was opening herself up to him. She felt his finger inside her again as he sucked on her bud.

  “Oh, God!” She wailed in pleasure. “Jin… please make love to me now!”

  “Not yet.”

  “Jin… please…”

  He lapped at her nectar more feverishly as his finger continued its assault on her box. She was feeling all sorts of sensations she almost could not control. He was undoing her and she wondered how it was possible to lose control of all your thoughts or feelings.

  “Jin…”

  He didn’t speak. He blew on her bud and then he sucked on it, while his finger kept rubbing her from inside.

  She couldn’t hold it back anymore. She was falling apart. She was breaking down. She was getting lost. She was coming for him.

  “Jin!!!”

  She fell over the edge, without a care of whether he would catch her or not. She was wailing, not caring if her neighbors could hear.

  “Oh my God, oh my God, Jin!”

  He moved on top of her swiftly. While she was still on the throes of pleasure, he slipped inside her without warning or hesitation.

  “Fuck!”

  She was coming down from her intense orgasm but when he entered her, he needed only to pump a few times and she was coming again. And her second orgasm was more powerful than the first.

  “Jin!”

  She held his face between her hands as she looked into his eyes. He was pumping her like there’s no tomorrow, intensifying her orgasm even more.

  She lost count of how many times she came, or if she ever stopped coming at all. He looked like he was struggling to control his own release, trying to prolong their mating.

  He kissed her gently.

  “Am I hurting you, love?” he asked. “You feel so fucking good, I can’t help myself.”

  She smiled at him naughtily. “Don’t you even dare stop!”

  “Never!” he said. “I will never stop making love to you, ma belle!” He kissed her gently.

  He shifted a little so that he was kneeling on the bed and her two legs were slung on his shoulder. Then he pulled out of her and then he entered her again in one rough, intense motion.

  “Yes!” she moaned. He withdrew and then just when only his head was inside her, he came back in with a powerful thrust. He was giving her intense and long pumps. “Oh my God, Jin!”

  “You want more of me, baby?”

  “Yes! Yes!”

  “What do you want, my love?”

  “You! I want you,” she breathed. “Make me come again, Jin! Please!”

  He smiled triumphantly. “My pleasure, ma belle.”

  He held on to her legs tightly and kept pumping into her, faster, harder, like a piston. She felt the buildup of pleasure against her abdomen. And she knew she was going to come harder than she did before.

  “Jin, please!”

  “Just wait for it, my love. I’m going to give it you! Surrender yourself to me!”

  “Jin…”

  His thrusts were getting more urgent, more demanding. She could tell he was close too. He gave
her one deep thrust, and it was enough to push her to the edge.

  “Oh, my God!” Her pleasure was ten times stronger than before.

  “Fuck! Arabella! I can’t hold it anymore!” He gave her one more thrust and then he abruptly pulled out of her as his body collapsed on top of her.

  As she was coming down from her orgasm, she felt his body rock and he finally gave in to his release.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck as she hugged him to her, gently caressing his hair with her fingers.

  He stopped shaking, he was breathing heavily on top of her. She felt his hands and on both sides of her hips. He was breathing through her hair.

  Finally, he calmed down and he propped himself up on his elbow so he could look into her eyes.

  She smiled weakly at him.

  “Hi,” he breathed.

  “Hi,” she responded lazily.

  “You’re the best I’ve ever had,” he said. “So, seriously, good luck asking me to stay away.”

  “So… you’re only in this for the sex?”

  He shook his head. “I’m in this for you—all of you.”

  She smiled at him weakly. She reached up to touch his cheek with her fingers. He turned sideways to kiss her palm.

  “You’re probably right,” she said weakly. “We might do this again tomorrow.”

  He laughed and then he pulled away from her.

  She sat up from the bed and composed herself. She pulled up the straps of her night gown. She saw the liquid mess they made on the bed.

  “We’re going to need another sheet,” she said.

  He nodded in agreement. He pulled her up and they both got out of the bed.

  “I’ll change the bedsheets,” he volunteered. “You can go freshen up if you want.”

  When Julianne saw herself in the mirror in the bathroom, she felt embarrassed and giddy at the same time. Her hair was disheveled, her lips were red and swollen. One of the straps of her night dress was detached. She was drenched between her legs and her neck and chest were filled with hickeys. But she had a big smile on her face and a blush that wouldn’t go away.

  No doubt, she looked like a woman who had just been thoroughly pleased by a man—a man she wanted with every fiber of her soul. A man she fell in love with seven years ago. A man, she knew in her heart, she was still in love with now.