Exposed: An Anthology

by Brooke Cumberland

She slowly pulls her head back wipes the hair away from her face and claims my mouth one last time before she looks me deep in my eyes. “I love you Derek. I’m pretty sure I love you more than I have ever loved anyone.”

  I’m so mesmerized by her I can’t say anything, but I look at her in awe. This woman, who I had been in like with for the last two years and in love with the last six months, has me speechless. Feeling her trying to pull apart from our nearness breaks me from my trance. The look on her face shows worry. What’s wrong immediately hits me.

  Not wasting another second and keeping our bodies connected I grab her face with both hands. She’s trying to look away as I see a tear stream down her face.

  “Jes, baby look at me…please.”

  She slowly lifts her eyes to mine and they are filled with sadness. “I know you felt what I just felt. I know you have to know how madly I am in love with you Jes. Hearing you tell me that you love me,” I shake my head trying to hide the emotion that’s surfacing to my eyes, “I have only dreamt, prayed for and fantasized about those words to slip from your lips.” Not caring if she sees my moist eyes, I look her deep in the eyes. “Don’t take my silence as me not feeling the same way about you. Your words froze me. I couldn’t talk…I couldn’t move.”

  All I could do in that short amount of time was think. Think about how this amazingly beautiful woman, inside and out, loves me…ME. She could have anyone she wants, but she wants me. All I could think about was that this woman who has owned my heart and soul for over the past two years loves me. Having what feels to be a death grip on her hips I rest my forehead against hers as our noses give unintentional Eskimo kisses.

  Letting out a heavy sigh I continue, “I know I have a lot of explaining to do for this past month and I know that there is even more stuff that we need to talk about. I want to talk about it. All of it. It’s time you know everything. But all I want to do right now is get you off this damn wall, take you home and make love to you all night. Will you let me do that? Will you let me show you how in love with you I am? Leave the talking for tomorrow?”

  I pull my head back enough to search her face praying that she’s leaving with me. The worry has left her eyes and she’s now smiling.

  Nodding her head she says, “Yeah. Can we go to my house though? I don’t really want to be in competition with Seth and Mallory all night at your house.” I slowly ease myself out of her and let her get the feeling back in her legs before I fully let go.

  “Whatever you want babe. As long as you let me show you just how much I love you tonight, because just saying it doesn’t do it any justice. Doesn’t mean I won’t be telling you all the time now, because I will be…but just know there is no word that could ever fully grasp what I feel for you.”

  We both have our clothes back in their proper places and I pull her into my chest. Running my hand through her hair, I look down at her and then take that same hand and use it to guide her face to look up at me. She looks at me and then slightly turns her head to kiss the palm of my hand before placing her hand on top of it and returning my stare.

  “Jesika, I love you. I love you more than I ever thought was possible to love someone, and tonight, tonight I’m going to take my time showing you just how much I love you…all night.”

  She chuckles and asks, “Do we get to take cat naps or are we pulling an all-nighter?”

  I answer truthfully. “There will be no sleeping until we both can’t move. We are definitely pulling an all-nighter. An all-night sex-a-thon!”

  Heading towards my truck she grabs my hand and says, “I can’t wait. The way you made me feel back there…mmm, I’ve never felt that way before. All I know is that you need to get me home…NOW. If not, I’m going to mount you as soon as we get in your truck.”

  Opening the passenger door for her, she turns to me for a kiss. Before I shut her door, I bend in and say, “Patience Jes. I want your body fully aware and senses on red alert for what I’m about to make it feel. I can tell you it will blow that quickie we just had out of the ballpark.”

  Jesika’s phone rings as soon as I shut the door. Making my way around to my side, I don’t pay any mind to it since it’s probably just Mallory. Damn, maybe it could be the dude she was having a merry ole time with before I stole her away. Obviously she wasn’t that interested in him to keep staring at me. But let me just tell you that the moment I saw her on that stage singing her gorgeous heart out, that was the moment I was hit with a gust of nerves. I thought I was nervous on our first date, but the way I felt in that very moment put those nerves to shame. Her taking off after spotting me only confirmed those nerves were a very welcome feeling because it proved the night might have not ended up in my favor.

  Especially with homeboy giving her puppy dog eyes all night. I’m not sure how long we were outside for, but I’m glad no one came looking. Hell, it’s not like I would have known if they did. We could have had a whole damn audience and I wouldn’t have noticed. Getting in and starting my truck up I hear her talking to whoever is on the phone.

  “Yeah, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to freak you out. I got sick. Too much liquor I guess. Did Mallory not tell you I caught a ride home?” She pauses for a minute listening closely to what’s being said on the other line, then lets out a short sigh and says, “Yes. Just bring it by tomorrow, preferably after lunchtime.” She looks at me and winks.

  I know exactly where her mind is going with that statement. Ending her conversation she closes the distance between us as I’m driving by flipping up my middle console and scooting next to me.

  I put my arm around her. “That was Holden. He was a little worried because I told him I was going to the bathroom and, ahem, and never came back. Apparently, Mallory didn’t bother to tell him anything either. She must have left with Seth after knowing I was with you.” She slightly turns my direction and continues on, “Wait a minute. You and her were in cahoots’ weren’t you?”

  I shrug my shoulders. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

  I pull her tightly to my side as I try to hide my big ass smile. “Uh huh, sure. Anyways, Holden, ah, I guess has a box of stuff that he thinks I will want…well, what Jaxon will want to have one day, stuff that belonged to Jake when they were younger.”

  She starts shifting like she’s all of a sudden uncomfortable. I just grip her tighter. “It’s just stuff, Jes. Stuff you don’t even have to go through until you’re ready. And he’s right; Jaxon will want it one day; I still have the baseball cards and signed ball that was my dad’s from my childhood. It’s some weird father/son bond thing. I can’t really explain it.”

  Relaxing back into me she says, “I know you’re right. There’s just so much I don’t know. All the shit from our pasts shouldn’t come between us. I’m tired of letting it. I’m done letting it. We have both been through so much crap we deserve to just be happy. Don’t we?”

  I kiss the top of her head. “Yes we do and we have a lot to talk about tomorrow, important stuff that you need to know about.”

  She doesn’t say anything the rest of the ride home and I’m okay with it. I know she has a lot on her mind, but the fact that she never moved from my side, I know she’s not too worried about it affecting us. Me on the other hand, I’m not so sure.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Jesika

  As we walk through my front door, I am instantly flooded with nerves. Why? I have no clue. This is the man that I just had amazing sex with outside against a freaking building. Damn if it wasn’t the hottest thing I have ever done, ever. Jake was never that spontaneous with me. Hell he was never really in tune with my body. Yeah, he made me feel good most of the time, but it definitely wasn’t something he strived for. Everything is different with Derek.

  Derek is different. I turn around to face this gorgeous man who is mine and I’m pierced with those amazing blue eyes that captured me on the schools steps six months ago. I knew then there was something different about him. I knew I wanted to know all there was to know
about him. I know now that there are a lot of things about Derek that I don’t know…yet.

  But the one thing I know without a shadow of a doubt is that I’m deeply in love with this man. He owns me and I own him. With that revelation, all the nerves that were trying to take over my mind have subsided. There has always been something calming about Derek. He’s been able to put me at ease since day one. I watch him as he makes his way to me. Eyes filled with desire and love. That sexy smile of his creeping its way across his face. I know his heart is beating just as hard as mine. As if they are both playing their own drum solo. He grabs my hands and lifts them to his mouth and lets out a, “Hey.”

  I push up until I’m on my tippy toes and snake my arms around his neck. “Hey back,” I say as I lick my lips. I kiss him. Knowing that we have all night, we take our time with the kiss. We slowly trace each other’s tongue. He slides his hands down my sides and pulls me in closer once they reach my hips. Being pressed together I can feel his desire for me literally growing. I have the sudden desire to feel him in my hand. It was there not even thirty minutes ago, but damn if I didn’t have enough time to really pay it some attention.

  As we’re kissing I suck his tongue into my mouth, showing him what I want to do with his cock. I lightly suck on it while swirling my tongue around it. As I’m basically giving his tongue a blow job I let my hands familiarize themselves with his body. It feels like it’s been too long since I’ve felt his strong arms and rubbed my hands up and down his chiseled chest. I put my hands under his shirt and do just that. I move one hand to rub his back while I let the fingertips of my other hand go down just to the top of where his boxers rest. Joining my other hand, I now have both of them rubbing along the waistband of his boxers, just enough inside that my fingertips graze across his hip bones as they move back and forth along his waist. Derek isn’t moving.

  He’s thoroughly enjoying the attention I’m giving his body. I keep one hand dancing across his waist and move my other hand to the outside of his jeans where his bulge is begging to be released. I start rubbing it lightly to avoid rubbing it against his zipper. I move so that my hand is half gripping him and my fingertips are rubbing the sides of his now rock hard cock. He moans heavily in my mouth. He’s tongue is now dancing with mine again as his want for me grows in my grasp. My insides are aching for his touch. My whole damn body craves it. I start to unbutton his pants slowly.

  “Baby, no. I want to be the one doing all the pleasing.”

  Ignoring his plea I unzip his pants and slip my hand inside the top of his boxers so I can release his hardness and feel just how bad he wants me. I let out a moan just feeling him in my hand.

  “Tonight isn’t just about me Derek. I want to please you, bad. So damn bad.”

  I’m now rubbing my hand up and down his length. Feeling the little bit of moisture that escapes from the tip only makes me desperately want him in my mouth. I don’t waste another minute. Derek now has his eyes closed and head hanging back so I quickly drop to my knees. Wanting to take him by complete surprise I make sure not to change the pace or rhythm of my hand and I prepare to take him in my mouth.

  I’ve never had the desire to give a guy a blow job. Even Jake had to pretty much beg me to go down on him. He’d get pissed because I’d never let him shoot his load in my mouth. But as I’m licking my lips and staring at Derek’s cock, I want nothing more than to taste him, all of him. I don’t start by just taking him in my mouth all at once. I seriously want to lick it like a lollipop. That song makes so much sense now. I start of by lightly licking the tip of him as my hand still moves around his shaft.

  That instantly gets his attention as he jerks his head up and is now looking down at me. Wow, having him watching me taste him is so damn hot. Mimicking what my tongue had just finished doing to his, I can’t hold back the urge to fill my mouth with him. Never breaking eye contact with him, I start off by teasing him, going inch by inch. I honestly never thought that giving head could be such a turn on for me, but I now have all I can of him in my mouth without gagging, and I can’t control the moans trying to escape my mouth.

  “Shit, baby. I’m about to lose it if you keep at it like this. You’re mouth feels fucking amazing.”

  I take him deeper after his confession, if that is even possible. As I slowly pull my mouth back, I flick his penis side to side in my mouth.

  Derek hisses, “Fuck, Jes.” This causes me to claim him deeper one more time before pulling him out of my mouth and then kissing the tip of his cock.

  Still stroking it in my hand I look up at him and say, “I want you to come in my mouth Derek. I need all of you tonight. I want to taste you.”

  Understanding exactly where I’m coming from, he just nods. I waste no time claiming him with my mouth again. I’m done taking my time now and I think he’s done holding back on his release since he now knows I want to finish him off. He starts rocking back and forth as if he’s making love to my mouth. His hands are in my hair lightly holding onto my head while slowly guiding it back and forth. His breathing is getting harder and I can feel his legs starting to get shaky. Using my tongue again to make out with his penis seems to be the final push he needed.

  My mouth fills with his warm liquid and he lets out a grunt. In between pants and trying to get his breathing under control, he gives me praises. I still have him in my mouth, making sure not to miss a drop before pulling away. The instant I release my hold on him, he’s down on his knees right in front of me, mimicking my position. He surprises me by claiming my mouth even though he had just finished in my mouth a matter of seconds ago. Breaking our contact he looks at me and says, “That was the best damn blow job I have ever had. Now it’s my turn to make you come in my mouth.”

  Our kisses aren’t slow and sweet anymore, they are hot and needy. We are now undressing each other and only separating our mouths to pull our shirts off. I catch what looks to be a tattoo on the left side of his chest. That first night at his concert that Mallory and I had gone to I remember seeing one peek out of the wife beater he had on that night. I had asked him one night how many he has and he told me three. I asked to see them and he told me that when the time was right, I would. I guess now the time is right. I plan on getting a good look at them, but right now I have other things on my mind so it will have to wait for later, much later.

  He lifts me up and sits me on the edge of the chaise lounge that is in my entry way. The only clothing I have on is my skirt and panties. He is on his knees so that we are eye level. His hands are resting on my thighs and they’re inching their way up the inside of my legs. The anticipation of him touching me higher is killing me.

  I hope he wasn’t expecting a response when he told me “I love you Jes,” as he swiped his thumb across my soaked panties. Because there was no way I could talk once the sensation of his finger touching me went through my body. Now I’m the one throwing my head back moaning.

  He doesn’t even take my panties off; he pushes them to the side as he expertly navigates and dips his fingers in my wetness.

  “Damn baby, seeing how wet you are for me has me fucking hard again.” He’s working his fingers magic. My arms give in so I lay back, no longer able to hold myself up. He’s still on he’s knees which is the perfect height for him to slide his cock in me.

  “This is what you do to me baby,” he says as he pushes himself to my entrance that is begging to be filled by him.

  I reach down and grab his cock and start rubbing it up and down my clit. It feels so good. Not even realizing what I’m doing I use my free hand and start rubbing my breasts. Opening my eyes I’m met with Derek’s eyes burning into me.

  “I know you want to taste me baby. But right now I’m about to come using your dick to get me off. I want you to come with me and after we come together I want you in me.”

  Both of his hands have now replaced my hand that was on my breast. As I’m rubbing his hardness up and down my center I’m also stroking him, making sure we both get off.

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p; Watching him the whole time as we are about to climax together is extremely intimate and hot. Damn this man is sexy. He takes my body to levels it has never been and this is just the beginning. I’m not sure about him, but I’m about to come. I close my eyes knowing the sweet vibrations are about to take over.

  “Open your eyes baby. I want us to watch each other.” He takes over for me and I prop myself up on my elbows so I can watch because I know seeing him stroke himself while rubbing me off would be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.

  Oh my god was I right.

  “That’s so fucking hot, Derek.”

  As soon as the words leave my mouth, I feel pleasure take over. Derek releases his load as he continues to rub my clit with his cock making sure I fully get mine. That’s something I’m not used to.

  He pushes his still hard cock into me slowly. Leaving it as deep as it can go he lays me flat by pushing himself down on top of me claiming my mouth. He hovers over my body by resting on his elbows as he looks down at me with eyes filled with so much emotion.

  “I’ve never felt this way before Jes,” he confesses. “What I feel for you scares the hell out of me. If I ever lost you…” he shakes his head as if trying to rid that idea. I push myself up forcing him back into his previous position being kneeled between my legs.

  I grab his face. “Derek, I’m not going anywhere, as long as it’s my choice. Don’t you think I’m scared shitless? Yeah, I recovered once, but there is no way in hell I’d ever recover from losing you. We can’t control anything that happens in life besides how we choose to live. And I choose to live a happy, long life with you.”

  Needing him as close as humanly possible, I pull Derek onto the chaise with him sitting with his back against the wall so I can straddle him. I want nothing more right now than for his strong arms to wrap around me tightly as we mend our souls and once broken hearts together.

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  I wake up in the morning snuggled up against Derek’s chest with the blanket from the chaise draped over us. He’s lightly snoring and it’s actually the cutest thing. I love the dusting of freckles that covers his cheekbones and I find myself tracing the ones on his shoulder. That light touch seems to wake him.