Broken Bear

by Gabrielle Demonico

  Daniella took that as his permission. She walked over and sat down next to him.

  “Hey…” she said.

  “Hey.” He replied.

  “Look, Jett,” she said. “About my mother…”

  Jett interrupted her.

  “Is this about Benjamin?” he said.

  Daniella swiveled her head in Jett’s direction.

  “What?” she said. “Where did you hear that name?”

  “In the hospital on the first night and tonight at your house,” Jett replied.

  “At the hospital?” she said. “How?”

  “I was in and out of consciousness.”

  “Yes well,” Daniella said. “None of that matters any longer. He was someone from my past.”

  Jett nodded in silence and looked out over the river.

  “Was he an old flame?” he asked.

  Daniella sighed.

  “Yes, you could say that.”

  “Oh,” Jett said. “He died here, didn’t he?”

  The question caught her completely off guard. Daniella swallowed hard.

  “Yes, he did.” She said. “But, I promise you that it doesn’t matter. It was a long time ago.”

  She reached over and touched him on the arm.

  “Don’t you believe me?” She asked.

  “Ordinarily I would.” Jett said.

  “What’s that supposed to mean?” She asked.

  “Well, nothing except that Tricia accused you of wanting to help me because of what happened to Benjamin.” Jett replied. “And then, your mother, well we both know what happened with her.”

  “Yes, God, I am so sorry,” Daniella said as she hung her head. “Unfortunately, people are entitled to their opinions whether they are right or wrong.”

  “Well, which is it?” he asked.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Are people right or wrong in their opinions about why you are helping me?” he asked. “Because let me tell you, it feels like they are right.”

  “Why does it even matter?” She asked.

  “Daniella, it matters to me,” he replied. “I don’t even know how to begin to express my gratitude towards you for all you’ve done for me. You have a wonderful heart and a tender spirit. And, if me being in your life is causing you pain with the people closest to you, well, then I shouldn’t be here.”

  “Don’t say that, Jett.” Daniella replied. “I don’t want you to go anywhere.”

  “Then help me understand, Daniella.”

  She exhaled and stared straight ahead, expressionless. Maybe they were right. Daniella wasn’t even sure any longer. Her eyes teared up. Grief and sadness overwhelmed her and she began to sob uncontrollably.

  “Oh, shit,” Jett said as he hugged her close. “Hey, I’m sorry Daniella. I didn’t mean to pry.”

  But she couldn’t speak. This place, his words and the memories of that terrible night hit her all at once. The tears flowed as she hugged him close.

  “Shh…” he said as he stroked her hair. “I’m sorry, Daniella. I’m so sorry…”

  For several more minutes, they embraced one another until at last much of the darkest emotion had passed.

  Through glassy eyes, she looked up at him and said, “Benjamin was my fiance. He died on this very same stretch of road not two years ago, weeks before our wedding.”

  Jett nodded and looked into her eyes as she continued.

  “You never get over it all the way.” Daniella said. “I don’t care what anyone says, you don’t. But, I was better. I had managed to get on with my life until…”

  Jett looked at her with an expectant expression on his face.

  “What?” he said. “Until what?”

  Daniella sniffled and replied, “Until I saw you lying there. It all came rushing back. I just wanted to save you. I can’t say why for sure. All I know is that I did.”

  “Shit, Daniella,” he said. “I’m sorry. If I’d known…”

  “It’s okay,” she replied. “There’s no way you could have known. I never mentioned it because I didn’t think it was true.”

  “Didn’t?” he said. “Do you think so now?”

  “I don’t know.” She replied. “I don’t care anymore. I’m just glad you are with me. That’s all.”

  ***

  A soft smile came to his face.

  “Daniella,” he said. “You’ve been so amazing to me.”

  She looked at him and smiled back. The tears on her cheek dried and her skin felt cool in the night air.

  Jett turned and reached towards her face. As the flesh of his palm touched her, she closed her eyes and leaned her head into his hand. His touch felt so good to her. If there was something she missed, it was a man’s tender caress. Her eyes opened to see him look at her with a different expression in his eyes.

  “Is something wrong, Jett?” She asked.

  “Yes,” he replied. “Something is very, very wrong.”

  Daniella was sick. She had enough bad news for one day. Her heart sank at the notion of anymore of it.

  “What?” she said. “What is it?”

  “You are talking to me.” He replied. “When you should be kissing me…”

  He smiled and looked at her for a moment.

  Then in a blur, he crashed into her mouth. The rush of lust caught her by surprise. Instinct took over and before she realized it, she threw her arms around him. She kissed him as if her life depended on it. Since Daniella first laid eyes on him in this place, she wanted him and now it was clear he felt the same way.

  For several minutes, they ravished one another. Jett was an incredible kisser. For someone so rugged, he possessed an innate ability, different from any man Daniella had ever been with before. Long, slow kisses intermingled with tender nibbles on her lip, neck and ears made her body come to life.

  He broke free of her for a moment and said, “You are an amazing woman. I’m so glad you didn’t shut me down.”

  Daniella could not believe her ears.

  “Why would I shut you down, Jett?” She said. “You are amazing. I don’t know why you want me…”

  Jett turned serious.

  “I may have lost my memory, but not my mind.” He said. “Why wouldn’t I want you? You are incredible.”

  “Jett…” she said.

  “Daniella, if I’ve learned one thing since my accident, it’s that life can be taken from you at any time.” He replied. “I’m not going to wait any longer.”

  “Wait any longer for what?” She asked.

  “For you, Daniella.” he said. “I want you and I am going to fuck you. Right here, right now.”

  “Jett, I…” she whispered.

  Until this moment, Daniella suppressed her feminine urges where he was concerned. That is the sort of self-control almost two years of celibacy gives a person. But the truth was that deep down she hoped and prayed a man would come along and rescue her from it.

  Daniella thought back to the first time she saw him here. He was vulnerable and unknown to her but her primal instincts drove her that night. She wanted to touch him, taste him and fondle him. In the weeks since, she cursed herself over and again for her cowardice. She rationalized that it wasn’t right, that she shouldn’t take advantage of someone in that situation.

  While she lingered in her thoughts, Jett leapt into action. In a sudden motion, he swept her into his arms and pressed her into the granite. Daniella seemed almost weightless to him like driftwood carried aloft on the river below. His thick core leaned into her curves and they began to kiss with a renewed passion.

  Under the light of the moon, Jett’s scent mixed with the smell of fresh pine drew her to him like a feral beast. So much of her sexual past, including Benjamin, was a one-sided affair. No one meant to neglect her needs; they never bothered to consider them in the first place. It seemed that even in their earliest intimate moments together, Jett wanted to make it clear that she mattered.

  Things started to escalate. Jett intended to make good on h
is promise. That much was clear as he started to lift her shirt. Daniella’s mind told her that she ought to resist, that it wasn’t time yet, but her body communicated a different message. For a reason she could neither explain nor understand, Jett owned her flesh and he knew it. Never had she been near a man so in tune with his primal nature. And his prurient lust brought out that animal in her, the thing society had said was wrong to set free. With him, she felt liberated from that belief and at one with her true nature as a woman.

  Each kiss on her lips and caress of her curves was uninhibited, raw and pure.

  Jett knew how she should feel and what her body craved. There was no awkwardness or hesitation in him. He moved with purpose and abandon at the same time and she knew that in his hands, she would get what she deserved.

  Love.

  Worship.

  Ravishment.

  As her inner dialog continued, somehow Jett had managed to strip away all of her clothing. She hadn’t even realized it happened but by the time she did, he hoisted her onto a nearby boulder. As Daniella’s naked ass pressed into the cool stone, she shivered a bit.

  “Chilly?” he said as he smiled at her.

  “Only a little,” she replied.

  “I’ll fix that.” He said.

  He nodded and dropped to his knees before her.

  For several minutes, Jett kissed and licked at Daniella’s thick thighs. She jiggled with frenzied excitement as he ran his tongue along the length of each. He transitioned from one to the other while cruel pauses at her center amplified her need. As part of her raged to have his lips against her pussy, another counseled her to have patience and enjoy the pleasure of a new lover.

  His saliva cooled on her skin while the night breezes licked at her milky skin. The mixed sensation of chilled air and his warm, virile touch kept her on edge and eager for whatever he might do next. Fortunately for her she wouldn’t have to wait much longer to find out.

  Jett stood before her. He reached towards her spread legs, wrapped them around his waist and pulled her mouth to his. She kissed him like a starved animal after a successful hunt. As they embraced, she groped and clawed at his torso. Her hungry fingers were desperate for any measure of his flesh they could hold.

  As they continued, he reached up behind her head and wrapped a fistful of her hair into his hand. After another long deep kiss, he broke her lips free of his. Daniella panted as he dropped his hands towards his waist. With precision, Jett unfastened his jeans and moments later an immense erection appeared. Daniella’s eyes and mouth had starkly different reactions to what hung between his thighs.

  Without a word, Jett grabbed onto the base of his cock and moved it towards her without hesitation.

  As the immense tip pressed into her slick opening, she said, “Jett, wait, I…”

  He paused and as he did she felt his flesh throb against hers. Daniella wasn’t sure what made her speak. Somewhere inside she just felt the need to do it.

  “Yes?” Jett said as he inched the massive tip within her.

  She gasped as it slipped inside. He held still. Mere fractions of flesh intermingled between them but the message was clear.

  “Was there something you wanted to say to me, Daniella?” He replied as the bulbous head moved a bit further.

  “Oh my God,” she gasped. “Please…”

  “Okay, sweetheart,” he said as he made the first long push of his turgid shaft inside of her. “There’s no need to beg.”

  Daniella’s mouth formed an O-shape as she attempted to adjust to him. He went a little deeper and, at the same time, reached down and grabbed her thighs.

  “Ah, Jett!” she cried.

  His eyes locked onto hers and they held each other’s gaze as he continued to penetrate her. Daniella’s breath came in short chirps as he drove into her innermost places. When he could go no further, Jett held still for a moment and then started to make a slow withdrawal.

  Her pussy clinched along the length of his engorged dick as it made its way inside. He stopped when only the tip remained within once more. Jett caressed her thighs for a moment and tantalized her as he swirled the engorged head within her entry. Daniella’s head bobbed up and down, like a cork adrift on a pond. She had no idea what he planned to do next and it thrilled her to no end. She didn’t have to wait long to find out for soon after she took her eyes off of him, he reached down with his thumb of his right hand and placed it on her clit.

  Daniella’s head shot up and she looked down between her legs. Her breath began to race as he rubbed her bud. At the same time, he plunged the full length of his cock inside of her once again. There was no doubt in her mind that she might cum at any moment especially if he kept…

  “Aaaaahhhh!!!” She moaned.

  Jett drove dick inside of her. As he did, the friction on her clit became unbearable. For the next several minutes, he alternated between long slow pulls in and out while he stimulated her to the brink. Daniella thrashed about beneath him as each second that passed brought her closer to the moment she craved.

  At last, she began to rock her hips against his.

  “Yes, yes, yessss…” she hissed. “Jett, ohhh, I… I…”

  By now, Jett had stepped up the intensity. As Daniella neared her peak, he continued to fuck her faster and harder and deeper. His thumb drove her to the cliffs of sexual madness until at last, both forces combined to push her over the edge.

  “Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!” She screamed as she came on his cock.

  For several seconds, he penetrated her over and again as she shook and gyrated against him. In the midst of her peak, he withdrew, dropped to his knees and swallowed her mound inside of his mouth.

  Daniella shot upright, grabbed his head and thrust herself into his rapacious orifice. She threw her head back and pumped her hips against his face. In those few precious seconds of bliss, Daniella surrendered all that she was. As the shock waves of her climax receded, Daniella collapsed backwards onto the rock but before long, stone of a different kind found its way within her again.

  “Oh God…” she groaned as Jett entered.

  The sensation of him within her moments after such a climax was blissful beyond description. She was so desperately wet and he was so unbearably hard that she thought there was a good chance she might climax again at any second. Instead, she lifted her legs up and wrapped them tight around his chiseled torso.

  Without any hesitation, Jett began to drive into her over and over like a fleshy piston. Daniella’s head collapsed back against the timeless rocks beneath as Jett made his way to her darkest depths. As she reached up and caressed him, she knew what it meant to be free and now she wanted the same for him.

  Despite the cool night air, Jett’s rock hard abs glistened with moisture from his effort. Hypnotized by his efficiency and determination, Daniella looked up at him and awaited the moment she would at last receive the greatest gift he could offer. Jett lowered himself over the top of her. With his muscular arms, he braced himself on both sides of her midsection as she reached up and grabbed a hold of his tight, hard ass.

  Her curves wobbled as he fucked her deeper and harder than she imagined possible. She was numb to all things except the sensation of him within as he took her. The lovers began to kiss once more and for several seconds they savored the glorious buildup to his moment of truth. All of a sudden, the timing of Jett’s thrusts began to change as he broke free from her.

  “I’m cumming…” he whispered.

  “Yes,” she whispered back.

  He leaned away from her and started to thrust harder.

  “I’m cumming…” he said.

  Daniella licked her lips and grabbed onto his arms as he began to hammer her into the stone beneath.

  “I’m cumming!!” He shouted.

  Daniella’s eyes widened as she braced herself for his release. Jett’s body began to shake as he railed into her supple flesh until at last, he pushed all the way inside of her.

  “Aaaaahhhh!!!” He cried out.


  He collapsed over top of her and then she felt it. His warmth flooded inside of her as she wrapped her limbs around him. Determined to extract all he had to offer, she held him tight as he spurted deep within her. She felt his cock pulse repeatedly and as it did, the tension in his body relaxed with each second that passed. As his climax receded, their bodies melted into each other in a fusion of bliss and satisfaction.

  For several minutes, they relaxed together under the stars.

  As they snuggled close, Jett said, “Can I interest you in a bedtime snack back at your place?”

  “Hmm, your room or mine?” she said.

  “It doesn’t matter to me.” He replied. “As long as we aren’t separated, I’m happy.”

  A couple of hours later, Daniella nuzzled close to him in bed. As she did, she felt a sense of relaxation return to her. It was an emotion not present for longer than she cared to remember. As she drifted off to sleep, her body went limp and at least for now, she felt a sense of peace.

  ***

  The next day, Jett’s frustration returned.

  “Nothing is coming back me, Daniella.” He said. “It’s got me worried.”

  “Well, Dr. Wilson said that it could take awhile.”

  “Yes,” he said. “But, that’s only if I have temporary memory loss. What if I have amnesia? What then?”

  Daniella shook her head and replied, “I wish I knew.”

  “Yeah,” he replied as he exhaled.

  And then a thought occurred to Daniella out of nowhere. At one point, about a year earlier, things had gotten so bad for her that she decided to see a hypnotherapist. It helped a lot. Maybe the doctor could do something for him as well.

  “Jett,” she said. “I just thought of something that might help.”

  “I’m up for anything,” he said. “Lay it on me…”

  Later that day, Daniella and Jett pulled into the parking lot of Daniella’s hypnotherapist, Dr. Deborah Mallory.

  As Daniella turned off the car she said, “Well, how do you feel?”

  “Okay,” Jett replied. “I’m willing to try anything at this point but, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t skeptical.”

  “Just give it a chance, please,” she said. “For me.”