Unbroken Promises

by Dianne Stevens

  Jesse leaned over her and ran his hand over her smooth skin. “I love every inch of you, from the top of your glorious black hair to the bottom of your bottom of your pretty feet and everything inbetween, most definitely everything inbetween,” Jesse said with crinkling eyes and devastating naughty grin. “I will never be able to get enough of these big luscious breasts.” Jesse lifted and molded them together; he pinched and rolled the left nipple and placed his mouth over the right and circled it with his tongue before sucking it forcefully in his mouth. Both of them groaned as he did so. “You know, Beth,” Jesse pulled up and looked into her eyes, a glimmer of seductive mischief shinning in his; he glanced again at her large breasts and pushed them together. “Sometime before morning I want to slide and pump my dick inbetween these babies.”

  “Jesse!” Beth said in shock but, just as quickly, burst out laughing.

  “But right now, I can’t play anymore. I’m so thick and hard, I’m throbbing. I have to have you now before I embarrass myself.” When Jesse adjusted and rose above her, he saw a slight fear come into her eyes.

  “Baby, with us only making love one time there still may be a little discomfort with me stretching you but it will not hurt as it did the first time. I’ve already taken you cherry so we don’t have to worry about that. You’ll just feel a heavy pressure until you get used to me.

  You’re already hot and dripping wet for me so that will help to ease me in.”

  “You promise?” Beth asked a little shaky. “The first time was extremely painful. It felt as if fire had burned me from my entrance to deep, deep inside.” Jesse grimaced at the reminder of their first time together, feeling like a dog but more determined to make this time good for her. “Yeah, I promise,” Jesse, said as he pushed slowly, steadily, into her tight, hot welcoming body, all the while watching her face. The clenching pressure was so astonishingly intense Jesse reflexively held his breath. It was a tight, tight fit with her muscles firmly gripping each hard inch, trying to prevent their stretching. After he butted against her cervix, he pulled back a little. He knew her flesh would give a little and she would eventually take all of him but he didn’t want to risk bruising her tonight. He consciously adjusted the depth of his push as he drug out each inch and shoved in again, gritting his teeth against the tortuous pleasure.

  “Well?” Jesse said as he began slow easy strokes.

  Beth looked adoringly into his heavy lidded green/gold eyes. “Well, I say you have yet to break a promise. There is still a little stinging and I definitely feel full, almost too full, but now, with each stroke, it feels as if the full pressure is stimulating each nerve ending with an exquisite building pleasure.” Beth panted her words slightly but held a seductive little smile on her face as she began to move with him.

  “That’s good, let me know if I hurt you. I want you to feel nothing but pleasure tonight,” Jesse said huskily. He felt lost looking into her eyes; it seemed tonight under the flickering candle light, the silver and royal blue fought for dominance. It was unreal how he loved this woman. With each gentle stoke he gave of his love.

  He was doing his best to be gentle but Beth seemed to want nothing to do with gentleness.

  She met each of his tender thrust with a force of her own, surging forcefully up against him.

  Jesse, wanting to give her what she wanted, reached above them and grabbed two of the pillows.

  He came up on his knees, lifted Beth’s hips, and shoved them underneath her. He placed his hands on each side, grabbing her hips and butt and jerked her up his lap onto his stone-hard erection.

  He slid his right hand over her black crisp curls and began rotating his thumb steadily and firmly over her hot spot of pleasure while never missing a stroke with his huge member. When Jesse felt her body tense, he quickly scanned her body and saw her breathing short little panting breaths, her fist clenching and unclenching the sheets and all her toes were curling in fan-like waves.

  He knew she was about to come again and he was so ready. He strengthened his piston-driving thrust and the pressure of his kneading thumb. Beth’s little moans that grew louder and deeper sent him over the edge. He roared his release as he pulsated into her. His climax was so powerful he thought he might not survive. He collapsed on top of Beth then pulled her into his arms. “Aw, baby, that was, that was, that damn near killed me it was so good.”

  “I know what you mean.” Beth tugged the pillows out from under her and rolled closer to Jesse. “I love you, Jess.”

  “I love you too, Elizabeth.” He waited only a heartbeat later, then grinned that mischievous, naughty grin. “Ready to go again?”

  It was a long night of exquisite lovin’—lovin’ in many different positions and different degrees of passion. Beth was totally exhausted when Jesse finally had enough and pulled her into his arms and pulled the cover over them.

  Beth knew that Jesse had to be almost dead from all exertion he put into their lovemaking, but she couldn’t resist one last taunt. “Jesse?”

  “Humm?” Jesse said in a deadened voice.

  “I want to put my mouth on you and suck and lick you the way you did on me.” Beth waited several seconds before he said in disbelief.

  “Tonight?” Oh, dear guzzy, have mercy.” Jesse cocked his eyes toward her. “Honey, that sounds mighty, mighty tempting, but I’m going to have to take a…”

  “Don’t you dare say raincheck. And that’s gussy, not guz-zy.” Beth poked him teasing in his ticklish ribs. “If you’re going to say my favorite saying, say it right. Okay, I’ll practice on you tomorrow night.”

  “I wasn’t going to say anything about raincheck. I was going to say, I’m gonna have to—to take a few moments to recuperate. Yep, that’s what I was going to say and that’s what I’m going to do, so pucker up, sweetheart.”

  When Beth woke up the next morning, she was so sore she could hardly move. She turned and looked at her husband, who was awake and looking back with a humorous sensual grin.

  “Jesse, we can’t have sex like that every night or we won’t be alive to celebrate our first much less 50th wedding anniversary.”

  “Ah, darlin’, we just got started. Stay right here and I’ll get up and start us a bath of hot water to soak in. I’m a little sore in places myself.”

  “Yeah right, I just bet you are. You’re probably-”

  “Ah ah aah, none of that,” Jesse said as he got up and went to the bathroom.

  Beth watched his backside as he walked away. His butt looked as good unclothed as it did in his Levis, a full tight-muscled butt. His back was broad with muscles rippling everywhere. His legs were very long and cut with granite-looking muscles. She could see every muscle tighten when he walked. He looked almost as good going as he did coming.

  “It’s ready, little darlin’.”

  Beth wanted to ask him not to call her that because it was what he had said to Stacy and Lacy, but she knew she would get “ah ah anh,” so she just smiled sweetly and eased off the bed.

  “I’m coming, baby, just as soon as I can get my legs to move.”

  “This ought to help. The temperature is perfect.” Jesse waited by the tub to help her in, then he climbed in behind her and pulled her to him. Beth leaned back against his chest as he soaped up the washrag and began to bathe her.

  “Okay, now lean up.”

  Beth did and the pleasure of it made her eyes close. The tub was big enough for him to be able to reach all spots thoroughly.

  “Okay, now it’s your turn. Lean forward so I can wash your back,” Beth said as she turned and knelt in front of him.

  Jesse smiled a beaming smile and he did as she asked. Beth began bathing him in the same gentle way.

  “Jesse, how are we going to face everyone? I am so embarrassed. Everyone is going to know what we’ve been doing. It didn’t bother me when you would kiss me in front of them, but this is totally different.”

  “I know, I am 27 and, all of a sudden, I feel like a green kid getting caught with my fir-, wi
th my hand in the cookie jar.”

  “Cookie jar, huh?” Beth said and poked him in the ribs. “Well, I know daddy is going to be just as uncomfortable as we are if not more so. We need to just get dressed and go on out and get it over with.”

  “Your wish is my command.”

  It was noon by the time they finally made it into the big house. Susan and Momma Bately were busy getting the food ready for dinner.

  “Where’s daddy?” Beth said as she saw everyone there but him.

  “Oh, he said he wouldn’t be here for dinner. He told us to go ahead and eat without him,” Susan said but she was smiling and shaking her head.

  Beth and Jesse both knew they were right in saying he would be more embarrassed than they were. Jesse burst out laughing. “Sue, where is he? I’ll go get him.” Susan was laughing, too. “I think he said something about checking on a horse that had gotten hurt.”

  “I see,” Jesse said with one eyebrow raised.

  Jesse left and returned a few minutes later with a red-faced Jordon. Beth immediately walked up and gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

  “Good afternoon, daddy. How’s the horse doing?”

  “Oh, he’s gonna be fine. He was limping yesterday, but he seems fine today. Doc, here, said he was going to be fine anyway.”

  “I know that’s a relief. Was it one of your riding horses or one of the ones you sell for speed?” Beth said, trying to act as normal as possible.

  “It was one of the ropin’ horses, which is more valuable to me.”

  “Alright, everyone, dinner is served. Everyone take a seat,” Susan said.

  Beth and Jesse sat together but they acted as if nothing was different between the two of them and no one asked any questions. She knew it was because everyone knew how uncomfortable Jordon was with the thought of her being married.

  CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

  Beth was beginning to show. She was a little over three months. She had a small bulge, but you couldn’t tell unless she had a tight shirt on. No one around the house suspected anything.

  She always wore loose tops or a sweatshirt. Her pants and skirts were starting to get a little snug so she had to undo the top button.

  Jesse was a wonderful, caring husband. Everytime she got sick, he was right there beside her wiping her face and soothing her. Then he would help her back to bed. She was embarrassed at first, but she was so sick she allowed him to pamper her.

  At four months Beth’s sickness subsided. She still had a long way to go. Susan only had a short time left. The doctor was watching her closely to decide whether to take the babies early or not. She and Jordon were so sweet the way they were acting toward each other. Jordon pampered Susan almost to the point of smothering her. You could tell he was very worried.

  They were all ready for the twins’ appearance for his sake alone. He was a nervous wreck, but he was also driving everyone else crazy with his constant worry.

  One cold foggy morning Jesse asked Beth if she wanted to ride with him to the sporting goods store. She hadn’t been out of the house in so long that she agreed to go. Although she wasn’t into sports, Beth knew Jesse probably saw a new gun or something he wanted to buy.

  She just bought him one a few of weeks before for Christmas but his collection continued to grow.

  They shopped about an hour when he decided to leave. It had just started pouring down rain when they walked out. Jesse told Beth to wait inside while he went and got the truck. It took him awhile because a car had stalled behind his truck and he couldn’t back out.

  Beth didn’t know what was taking so long so she decided to go and see. As soon as she walked to the exit door, a strong gust of rain and wind blew against her spraying rain in her eyes.

  Beth tugged the collar of her shirt up to wipe the water out of her eyes. When she looked up again, Clay was standing in front of her.

  Beth could tell he was surprised to see her, but he looked more as if he were seeing an apparition. Then Beth noticed he wasn’t looking at her face. When Beth followed to where his eyes were staring, she noticed they were staring at her stomach. Her wet shirt was plastered against her skin.

  “Beth, how far along are you?”

  Beth closed her eyes. This could not be happening. Not now. “I’m about fo-four months.”

  “How many weeks?”

  “Clay, why are you asking such questions? You haven’t even said hello,” Beth said shakily.

  “You are right; that was rude of me. Come over here out of the rain. You’re getting soaked,” Clay said as he took Beth’s arm and gently pulled her back into the store.

  “Let me start again,” Clay said as he took her hand and held it. “Hello, Beth. It’s good to see you. I’ve really missed you. You know, I haven’t stopped thinking about you since I left. I kept hoping you would call and tell me you were ready to start seeing me. How’ve you been?”

  “I’ve been doing good, wonderful. Did you hear I got married?”

  “Yes, I was told as soon as I got into town. I was disappointed that I didn’t hear the news from you. Why didn’t you call and let me know? I thought we were friends, more than friends.

  And I won’t lie and say it didn’t hurt when I heard the news.”

  “Clay, you’ve always known how I felt about Jesse. I have never lied or misled you.”

  “I know, but I thought we may have had a chance when he slept with Becky.”

  “That wasn’t nice, Clay,” Beth scolded lightly. It still hurt her when those old memories came to life.

  Clay closed his eyes for a moment. “I’m sorry, Beth, I just hoped that one day you and I would… Well, never mind.”

  Beth was about to speak again when she saw Jesse through the door. She didn’t want a scene. Most likely, they would both act like adults, but she didn’t want to take a chance of Clay getting hurt. She still thought of him as one of her best friends.

  “I have to go now, Clay”

  Clay pulled her into his arms for a quick hug. “Beth, call me.”

  “I can’t,” Beth said as she pulled free and started walking toward Jesse.

  “Then I will call you.”

  “Okay, okay I’ll call. Are you staying at your cousin’s?”

  “Yes. I’ll be waiting to hear from you.”

  Jesse had been watching them talk from outside the window. He wondered why Beth didn’t walk out when he pulled up. So he left his truck in the “no parking zone” to go see what was wrong. When he got close enough to see through the window, his temper quickly spiked. He stood still and watched the two embrace. He had to restrain himself from not running over and ripping the guy’s head off. If they weren’t standing in a public place with kids around, he wouldn’t have stopped himself. He started in their direction when Beth broke away from Clay and started walking towards him.

  “Hey, you ready to go?” Beth said when she got close to him. Jesse’s eyes were as hard as steel when he nodded. Beth walked passed him and out the door.

  Jesse stood a few moments staring at Clay who was staring back, each one loathing the other.

  When Beth noticed Jesse wasn’t right behind her, she stepped back in.

  “Let’s go, Jesse, your illegally parked!” She would have said anything to get him out of that store. She went straight to the truck and climbed in. She prayed he was right behind her. She breathed a sigh of relief when he got in, cranked it up, and drove off.

  He waited until they were on the main road before he spoke.

  “What did he have to say?” Jesse said casually, but Beth could tell he was mad; and, if she told him the truth, he was going to be furious.

  “He said he was glad to see me and asked how I’ve been doing.”

  “Anything else?”

  “He said he heard I got married.”

  “Anything else?

  “No…I believe that about covers it.”

  “I see,” Jesse said with tight lips.

  “Oh crap,” Beth thought. How he knew e
verytime she wasn’t completely honest, she’d never know. She had lied to him when she was younger but she didn’t want lies in their marriage. “H-he knows I’m pregnant and he wanted to know how many weeks I am.”

  “Son of a bitch!” Jesse cursed. “What did you tell him?”

  “What did you want me to tell him? I changed the subject to avoid saying exactly how far along I am. Jesse, if he does find out how many weeks I am, he is going to believe this baby is his.”

  “You are not to speak to him again. Is that understood?”

  “Jesse,” Beth sighed. “I have to speak to him, I have already told him I would.”

  “You did what?” Jesse growled.

  “Jesse, I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he already suspects the baby is his.

  If I avoid him, it will only increase his suspicion. Do you want him to believe I’m carrying his child?”

  “I believe you know the answer to that,” Jesse snarled. “I’m going to kick his ass.”

  “No, please,” Beth said panicking now. “Clay is my friend, Jesse. I don’t want you to hurt him. What good would it do? It wouldn’t change the fact that he thinks I’m carrying his child.”

  “Is that why you let him hug you because he’s your friend?”

  “It was an innocent hug; you make it sound as if…”

  “As if it wasn’t four months ago you laid cuddled up with him on a pallet in his tent.”

  “Jesse, what do you want me to do?” Beth said wearily.

  “I’ll take care of it.”

  Beth was crying now, which made Jesse madder because he knew it was because she didn’t want him to hurt her friend.

  “You can relax, Beth. I’m not going to hurt him. I am just going to talk to him and set everything straight, but I meant what I said. I don’t want you talking to him again. Do you understand?”

  “Why can’t I talk to him again if you get all this straight? I’ve never asked you to stop talking to Donna.”