Unbroken Promises

by Dianne Stevens

  “Beth, say it,” Jesse pleaded. His eyes never left her face as he placed his fingers on her shoulders, unintentionally gripping and relaxing.

  “Jesse, I know it was you who came into the tent and took my virginity. I knew it as soon as you were close enough for me to breathe in your scent.” Beth took his hand and placed it on her stomach. “I know it is your baby I carry in my womb.” When Beth finished talking, she reached in her pocket and pulled out a tissue. She unfolded it and showed it to Jesse. Then, for the first time since she started talking, she smiled. “And I know these are your chest hairs I pulled out that night when you so roughly took me.”

  “Oh, God, Beth, You have put me through a living hell. Why did you do that to me? Why did you let me believe you thought it was Clay who was making love to you?” Jesse said as he pulled Beth back into his embrace.

  “Honestly…because I thought you deserved it, Jesse. I thought you should know what it felt like to know the person you loved was making love to someone else. I was still angry at you and I wanted to hurt you like you hurt me.”

  “Well, you succeeded in doing that. And you are absolutely right; I did deserve it although I must say it almost killed me in more ways than one. I was dying inside knowing you allowed someone else to make love to you. It made me physically and emotionally sick to know you let someone else take your virginity that I had waited a lifetime to take.”

  “Beth, I’ve loved you for so long. I was only biding my time until you matured. I have never loved another woman. The women I have been with have only been for a physical release. Beth, you have to remember, you were only a child. I was a grown man with a grown man’s needs.

  I’m now 27 years old, but I waited for you. I never once allowed myself to get emotionally involved with another woman. The other women meant nothing to me. All my life I chose women that I would have no emotional connection with. The only decent one I ever dated was Donna, and she is only a good friend,” Jesse held her more tightly.

  “Oh, Beth, to love you and to have waited for you to grow from a child to a woman just to lose you to someone else was almost more than I could take.”

  “Jesse, I was furious with you and, yes, I wanted to hurt you somehow; but you should have known me well enough to know it was anger talking that night. No matter how mad I was at you I would never degrade myself by sleeping with someone just to spite you.”

  “I don’t know…you were pretty convincing that night. You definitely had me worried. I was worried enough that I had you tailed day and night. I sat there all day at the beach and watched Clay hold and comfort you. I wanted to rip his head off.” Jesse looked away for a few seconds then back into Beth’s eyes.

  “Beth, after I ask this question that’s bothering me, I don’t ever want his name mentioned in front of me again. The night of your birthday when you told me you thought you were pregnant, you said ‘I guess, I need to tell the baby’s father,’ was I the dad you were talking about? Please tell me you would never consider allowing Clay to think this baby was his?”

  “Absolutely not! I was talking about you the whole time when I said ‘I guess I need tell the baby’s father’ to see if he would want to have something to do with the baby. I was trying to get you to fess-up. I believe I also said, ‘He had mentioned once that he wanted to marry me but I don’t know if he still does.’ Clay has never mentioned marriage to me,” Beth said then continued, wanting to get it all out.

  “Now, I have a puzzling question of my own. How did Clay end up with blood on him? He had no idea how it got there, but he believes he had sex with me.”

  “I put it there because I thought he was the man you wanted and thought you were making love to. I regret it now. It enrages me to know he believes he had you,” Jesse exhaled slowly. “I have done some unwise things in my life but that was the second stupidest thing I’ve ever done.

  The first idiotic thing was having sex with someone after leaving you, especially with it being Becky. I did not know who she was, but somehow I do believe she knew who I was.”

  “Jesse, how did it happen so fast? You couldn’t have been gone five minutes before I walked outside to throw my trash away. Can you imagine how I felt? I had just offered you my whole being and you turned me down then went outside and screwed my old high school friend.”

  “Beth, when I walked outside I was still worked up from seeing you nude and holding you.

  All I wanted to do when I left you was to go home and take a cold shower. Before I even made it to my truck, this girl walked up to me and asked if I would help her. She said her car wouldn’t start and she asked if I could jump it off for her. As soon as she climbed in my truck, she started coming on to me.

  “Beth, honey, the reason I didn’t make love to you that night was not because I didn’t want to. I wanted to make love to you so bad I was throbbing. I have never wanted to make love with any woman as bad as I wanted to make love to you. The reason I didn’t make love to you then was because I had wanted it to be perfect between us. When you and I made love for the first time, I wanted it to be on our wedding night. I wanted to be your husband. I didn’t want our relationship to be cheap. I wanted it to be pure.”

  Beth didn’t interrupt. She wanted to hear all he had to say so she just listened while he spoke.

  “Beth, I knew that night in your apartment the relationship between the two of us had changed. It made a forward move with no return. The uncle-niece relation we had had disappeared and the beginning of our adult relationship had been set in motion. If we had progressed further with more than a peck for a kiss or even gone out on our first real date as a couple, I would not have been with Becky. When I gave into Becky’s advances, I’d promised myself she was going to be my last toss before I committed myself only to you.”

  “Not, ‘ Was going to be my last toss,’ she was your last toss, Bucko,” Beth said as she poked him in the ribs. “I forgive you, Jesse; and you were right, Becky did know who you were. I had shown you to all of my friends a couple of times when we were out riding around. Becky always wanted to meet you but we were drinking so I could not make the introduction. She went on and on about how good-looking she thought you were. She probably saw you go into my apartment and waited for you to come out. You were right about them all along. They were not my friends.”

  “Beth, I am so sorry,” Jesse said as he held her close.

  “I am, too, Jesse. I am glad we got this all out in the open though, but I don’t want to talk about it again. It’s in the past and I want to leave it in the past. We have our whole future ahead of us and that’s what I want to focus on. I love you so much.”

  “I love you, too, Elizabeth Bately. Now let’s go to bed. The first time was a little rough and very fast. I want tonight to be long and slow. I want to show and teach you many things before the sun comes up.”

  “Well, at least I will get some benefit from all the practice you’ve had.”

  “Ah ah aah, you just said you wanted to leave the past in the past.”

  “I’m sorry. You’re right.”

  CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

  Jesse scooped Beth up and carried her through the door of their apartment. He let her slowly slide down his body when he set her down. Beth turned around because she caught the sight of something out of the corner of her eye. She gasped; the whole room was filled with flowers of every kind. The fragrance flowing from them caused Beth to close her eyes and inhale deeply, slowly, savoring the flowers’ blended aroma. Soft music played in the background. On the table beside the bed was a tray with cheese and fruit. Several candles were lit around the room; their flickering lights enhanced the room with a soft magical glow. Beth also noticed a bottle of champagne chilling in ice on the floor beside the bed.

  “Oh Jess, it’s beautiful. Will you fix us a glass while I go change?” Beth said as tears gathered in her eyes.

  “Change? You mean you have something else to wear in the bedroom beside my Tshirts?”

  “Don’t get yo
ur hopes up. Only for tonight, then I will go back to stealing your shirts again.

  Old habits are hard to break, you know.”

  As Beth left for the bathroom, Jesse opened the bottle of champagne. After he cleaned up the frothy spew, he took off his shoes, socks, and shirt. The rest, he left for Beth to do. He propped his back against the soft feather pillows and stretched out his long legs. And waited.

  Beth hid the teddy she and Susan, of all people, had picked out. When Susan first showed it to her, Beth was shocked at the style Susan found to be so perfect for the occasion. Beth thought that her sister was not as naïve as she had always thought her to be because she then led her over to all the lotions and oils and asked Beth which one she liked.

  Susan picked up one and told her to smell it; Susan smiled as if she were remembering something explicit as told Beth it was Jordon’s favorite. Beth then understood the embarrassing feeling that Jesse felt everytime Jordon caught them kissing. Beth pick up a different bottle that she liked. She sure didn’t want to wear the same lotion, perfume, or oil that turned her daddy on.

  She didn’t care if Jordon and Jesse did have a lot of the same taste, however, she did love the little teddy and matching heels.

  The teddy was a soft black silk. Although it was skimpy, it wasn’t cheap looking. The way it was made was beautiful. It was so high cut that there was only a half-inch separating it from the low dip of the sides. The front was very low also. Most of her breasts were showing. Her legs seemed extra long when she stepped into the heels. She took her hair down. It still had a lot of curl from being twisted up. It was now long enough that it flowed almost to her waist. It looked as black as the garment she was wearing. She knew Jesse didn’t like her to wear a lot of make-up, but she couldn’t resist putting a little color on her lips.

  Beth took one more look at herself in the mirror and stepped out. When she opened the door, Jesse was propped up against the headboard of the bed drinking the champagne. When he saw her, he sucked in a quick audible breath and immediately placed the glass on the table. He didn’t say anything for a few seconds; he just stared. His unblinking eyes started at her heels and slowly, methodically, made their way up. “Mmm-mmm-mmhh, O-oh baby, You. Are.

  Gorgeous. Come here.”

  Beth slightly pulled her shoulders back, which caused her full enticing breasts to thrust forward, and her already hard nipples to push tight against the soft black fabric; and, with an undulating roll of her hips, she made her way slowly to the bed.

  At first sight of Jesse her breath caught, and her heart raced so quickly she could actually feel the rapid beating within her chest. She mentally tried to steady her nerves but with Jesse looking so-o sexy lying there with his bare chest and bare feet it was near impossible. But she mastered her emotions enough to where she was able to walk over to him in way she hoped appeared sensual. The way Jesse’s heavy hooded eyes meticulously scanned her body from her feet to her head, gave her the impression and encouragement that he liked what he was seeing. She just wanted to climb on top of him and eat him up. She couldn’t wait to get her hands on him.

  Jesse poured her a glass of champagne. Beth accepted the glass and took a small sip. Then she reached for a strawberry and bit into it. A small flake of strawberry stuck to her bottom lip, which she automatically licked away with the tip of her delicate pink tongue.

  Jesse’s heart lurched at the gesture, his sex filled and lengthened, and his balls scrunched and tightened. “Turn around and let me look at you,” he whispered, desire lacing his voice.

  Beth finished the strawberry, set her glass down and gradually pivoted in a circle, watching his face from across her shoulders as she circled. When she stood facing him again, she gathered her hair, pooled it on top of her head, and performed a few sensual poses as if she were a lingerie model and he the photographer. Jesse thoroughly devoured each inch of her. He inhaled deeply through his nose trying to gain some control, but losing even more because, in doing so, he inhaled the intoxicating scents that exuded from her warm body. Beth was beautiful, sexy as hell, and His.

  After Beth posed for him, she went back to the bed, threw one knee across his waist, and straddled him, her heat nestling flat on top of his lower stomach. She slid her hands leisurely up through his crisp chest hairs, loving the way they felt between her fingers. After she was settled, she looked down into his eyes. “Okay, Jesse, you mentioned you wanted to teach me something…” Beth purred in her most seductive voice. “So-o start teaching,” Jesse groaned. “Oh, baby, this night might not be as long and slow as I had hoped,” Jesse said in a strained voice.

  After he gained control of his pulsating body, he brought Beth’s lips to his. She was so soft and smelled so good. He wanted this night to last forever. He gently rolled her under him without breaking the kiss. He kissed her lips and slowly made his way to her neck. Then he stopped and lifted his head to be able to look into her beautiful blue and silver eyes.

  Her head was lying on his pillow with her raven hair spilled out around her. It was the vision he had dreamed of many times. The little thing she was wearing didn’t leave much to the imagination. It was sure sexy but not as sexy as what he knew lay beneath it. As pretty as her little black piece of material was, he wanted it gone.

  He wanted to gaze upon the beautiful white flesh so he pulled Beth up gently and pushed the material off her shoulders. Her full breasts were bared for his pleasure. They were gorgeous; heck, everything about her was gorgeous. He slid the material off her hips and down her long legs. He pulled her shoes off and, one by one, kissed each toe as he did so.

  Jesse stepped off the bed to look down at the image before him. He had never seen anything so lovely. He stepped back, undid his pants, and pushed both pants and underwear off at the same time. After stepping out of them he stood before her unmoving, poised superciliously, so she could see him, all of him.

  Jesse watched Beth the whole time as he waited for her to get a good look at him. He knew he shouldn’t act so juvenile but his male pride wanted her to know that Clay wasn’t the only one who was ‘hung like a mule.’”

  Beth allowed her eyes to savor each inch as they made their way down his body. He was as magnificent as she had dreamed. The candles flickering across his granite-cut muscles made him seem even more domineering than she knew him to be. Her eyes stretched wide, as she gaped at his sex. “Oh dear gussy,” Beth whispered . Her eyes darted to his smoldering ones then quickly back to his proud thick, heavy erection in disbelief. There was quite a lot more of him there than she had seen in her dreams. She knew they were made big but just not quite that large. The thing rose past his belly button! She seriously doubted her fingers would touch if she circled it.

  “No wonder it killed me when he shoved that monstrous thang in. It’s a wonder I’m still alive.” Arrogantly satisfied with Beth’s reaction, Jesse climbed in bed beside her and pulled her into his arms. He began to make slow tender love to her, not wanting to be brutal as he was the first time. He was determined to save his more randy behavior for when he knew Beth was more familiar with lovemaking. Jesse did not leave a placed untouched. He massaged, kissed, licked, and pampered everything from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet.

  He slid his tongue up the inside of one thigh and then the other, getting closer each time, but always stopping short of her sex. He knew Beth was unconsciously moving her hips closer to his lips in hope of easing her building need. Finally, he hovered, his nose nestled in her crisp curly hair that smelled of an alluring body oil, which had been placed next to the curls in the crease of her thighs, Jesse liked the fragrance, but he would have preferred to only inhale her body’s natural scent. He pursed his lips and blew out a long stream of hot air across her sex, then he cocked his chin forward, and thrust hard, centering her with his firm smooth wet tongue. Beth bucked hard against his mouth. Jesse tilted her hips and angled his head in order to give the most pressure as he began a rhythmic jabbing slide from the bottom of her crisp c
urls downward to her tiny center, crossing over her hidden heart of pleasure with each stroke.

  Beth’s hips came off the bed and she cried out a deep moan. Her sultry moan and the taste of her addictive juices nearly caused Jesse to come but he held his body in firm control never once letting up on his assault on her sensitive nerve endings. He pressed his lips firmly against the throbbing skin containing her clitoris. He sucked the surrounding flesh into his mouth and pulled his head back slightly. When he released the suction, he rolled the tip of his tongue in rapid tiny circles around and around her pulsating jewel.

  Jesse felt Beth’s body stiffen and tense. He felt the sheets being tugged as Beth grabbed fistfuls of it in each hand, releasing and grabbing, releasing and balling it up again. Jesse reached down with his left hand and folded it over her curling toes. He then shoved that leg a little further apart to give him more room as he continued the torturous ecstasy. When Beth began shoving her pelvis crazily against his face, he pushed one long finger into her tight heat.

  He pulled and pushed one finger, then inserted two; she clenched tightly around them.

  “Jesse? Jesse!”

  “Beth, baby, don’t try to stop it, just go with it. I’m here with you.” Beth screamed a low gut wrenching moan, her body undulating fast against his mouth. “Yes. Yes baby, that’s it, don’t’

  hold back.”

  After Beth rode the orgasm to the limit, she fell back lethargic, unable to move. Jesse slid up and lay beside her. “Oh-my-gosh, Jesse, that was unbelievable! That was the most pleasurable thing I have ever felt.”

  Jesse chuckle softly at her awe. “It was nice for me, too.”

  “You? But you didn’t get to do anything.”

  “Baby, watching you come was, as you put it, unbelievable. And you taste so good.” Jesse licked his lips, as if searching for another taste. Beth’s face turned red from her neck up, not used to such raw talk coming from Jesse, but he didn’t seem to notice her embarrassment. “Oh, baby, I don’t think I will ever get enough of you.”