Right There with You

by R. J. Sable

  “I'm fine,” he smiled back at me.

  I doubted it; he must still have been exhausted. I watched him pull his shirt off and felt the muscles clenching deep inside of me at the sight of his taught chest and stomach. I eyed him greedily as he continued undressing.

  “What you looking at?” He grinned at me as he sat down on my bed.

  “You,” I pouted, moving to sit on his lap. “I've missed you.”

  “I've been right here,” he chuckled.

  “Yeah, but...” I pouted at him and started tracing the muscles in his torso with my fingers. “I haven't gotten many of these.” I leant closer to him and pushed my lips against his, tracing his lower lip with my tongue.

  Jason curled his arm around my back, slipping his hand up my t-shirt. He held me against him as he returned the kiss, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. I groaned into him, enjoying feeling him explore my mouth with the warmth of his tongue.

  “I'm kinda tired, Jamie,” Jason breathed as he pulled away.

  “Oh, sorry,” I pouted apologetically, realising that I was being selfish. “You want to get some sleep?”

  “No,” he grinned against my skin as his lips brushed against my chest.

  I frowned with confusion but was quickly distracted as his hands travelled further up my t-shirt and began unclasping my bra. Jason pulled off my t-shirt and gently slid my bra down my arms.

  I rested my hands on his broad shoulders as he began gently pressing kisses around the tops of my breasts. “I thought you were tired,” I said breathlessly as he released my nipple from between his teeth.

  “I am,” he grinned against my skin. “Which means you get to go on top.”

  “I've never done that before,” I blushed.

  “I should hope not,” Jason chuckled, looking up at me and giving me a look into his beautiful eyes, alight with a mixture of humour and passion.

  “Will you show me what to do?” I blushed, hiding my face in the nook of his neck and kissing him, enjoying the taste of his skin.

  “Of course, baby,” he smiled kindly, standing up and lowering me to the floor. He made quick work of my jeans, sliding them down my legs and helping me step out of them. I returned the favour, relishing in the sight of him stood naked before me.

  “Jamie,” he breathed his eyes penetrating mine as he guided me onto the bed. “Are you sure you can be quiet?”

  I nodded, and arched against him as he began gently massaging my breast.

  “Good,” he breathed against my nipple. “I'm really not in the mood for another throw down with your brothers.”

  I winced guiltily as I realised how tense he must be all the time whilst he was staying with us. The mental and physical stress he’d been through over the past week must have been pure torture.

  Jason slipped one finger gently inside me and began slowly massaging my inner walls. He quickly had my body releasing a week of pent up sexual tension. I squashed my mouth into the pillow, desperately trying to quiet the cry that escaped my lips. As my body relaxed, Jason eased another finger inside of me, rotating them whilst his mouth continued its delightful attentions on my breasts.

  “Jason, please,” I whispered my plea. “I want you so badly.” If my face could have gotten any redder, I would have blushed more, but I didn't care. I'd only started having sex a week ago and now I'd been forced to go a week without having him inside me. The feeling was indescribable and I couldn't believe I'd gone so long without experiencing it. The union of our bodies made me feel inexplicably complete. His body responded to mine with an uncanny precision; every movement, every breath, was perfectly in time to my body's needs and desires.

  “Patience, baby,” Jason whispered back. “You're so tight, I'll hurt you if you're not prepared.”

  I groaned impatiently. I trusted Jason whole-heartedly and I knew he was probably right but I couldn't deny my body’s reaction to him.

  Jason brought me to climax once more before he lifted me up off the bed, lying down in my place. “There's condoms in my bag,” he whispered, nodding towards his duffel bag.

  I found a foil packet and handed it over to him but he shook his head and refused to accept the packet.

  “Your turn,” he ordered, pulling me onto him so that I was straddled over his thighs.

  I'd had the compulsory sex education classes; I knew roughly what I was meant to do but doing it with a real, throbbing penis was a whole different thing. I ripped open the packet carefully with shaking hands and glanced nervously up at Jason, biting my lower lip anxiously.

  “Here,” he said kindly, guiding my hand. “Pinch the end, like this.”

  With his help, I managed to roll the condom down him and he drew in a sharp breath through clenched teeth. He grabbed my wrist gently and held my hand still.

  “Promise to do as I say?” Jason said, his voice a low growl.

  I nodded obediently, rendered speechless by the dark heat that danced in his eyes. Seemingly satisfied, he held my hips firmly and guided me until I was knelt above him. He removed one hand and took his erection in hand. He brushed the warm tip gently over my clitoris and a small gasp escaped my lips as his heat mingled with my own.

  “Gently, baby, there's no rush,” he said, his eyes locked on mine.

  I eased myself over him, gladly accepting him inside me. He wasn't even a third of the way in before I felt the familiar fullness stretching me. His fingers squeezed gently into my hips as I took a second to absorb the sensations caused by my muscles clenching around his hardness. I felt a slight twinge of pain as I forced myself lower down and Jason's expression changed immediately to one of concern.

  “You okay?” He asked, his brow furrowed.

  I nodded and smiled at him, moving my hands to rest on his chest to better steady my weight. He trailed his right hand across my hipbone, resting it on my lower abdomen and pushing gently on my clitoris with his thumb. I bit my lip and held my breath, biting back the moan I knew was coming. As Jason increased the pressure on my swollen bud, my hips began automatically gyrating against him, easing him deeper inside of me.

  “Still, Jamie,” Jason growled, his eyes clenched shut.

  “Sorry,” I breathed as his thumb slowed down.

  I finally slipped all the way onto him and felt his skin pressed against me as I leant down over his chest to kiss him.

  “Show me?” I whispered against his lips as we broke the kiss.

  His hands guided my hips, showing me how to move against him, our bodies rolling in synch with each other as he moved his hips to meet my rhythm. I was building quickly, my movements causing the muscles deep inside me to clench around Jason's length in pulsing waves. The intensity grew and I tightened around him, my whole body tensing. Jason flexed his hands on my hips and held me still as I came down from my climax.

  “Still, baby,” he growled gently as my hips continued trying to buck.

  I forced myself to stop moving, even though it went against every instinct in my body. I traced my fingers over his chest as I waited for him to open his eyes and relax his brow.

  “Nice and slow,” he nodded as he opened his eyes.

  I tried to go slow, I really did, but the feel of him inside me was so intense. My hips moved with a will of their own as I bucked wildly against him. Jason gave up trying to slow me down. He grasped my hips firmly, holding me completely still as he thrust into me with an almost feral intensity, as though he had no control over himself and was driven only by pure animalistic instinct. I placed my hands on his firm pecks, bracing myself against him as he continued to pound away with increasing intensity.

  I clenched my teeth together as the wave of pleasure washed over me and Jason grunted beneath me as his body stilled. We came together, both satiated and coated with a fine layer of perspiration.

  “Thank you,” I breathed, kissing his chest gently.

  “Thank you,” he mumbled back.

  He sounds exhausted. I reluctantly rolled off of him, knowing he needed to sleep. I grabbe
d some tissues and removed the condom, cleaning him gently.

  I climbed into bed behind him, wrapping my arms around him and kissing his back gently.

  “I love you,” he mumbled sleepily.

  “I love you too, Jason,” I smiled, continuing my small kisses on his back.

  It was a matter of seconds before I heard his breathing change as he drifted off to sleep. I smiled and rested my head against him, enjoying this warmth against my naked body. I love this man. I still couldn't believe everything he'd been through for me; the lengths he'd gone to just to prove himself to my brothers. I'm so lucky.

  Chapter 39

  Saturday, 15th December 2012

  After a particularly chaotic breakfast, my brothers left me on my own to clear the table and do the dishes, dragging Jason with them to play video games. He wanted to stay and help but I thought it was nice that they were asking him to do something fun for a change so I waved him off.

  “You want a hand?” Craig asked as he came into the room.

  “He asks just as I finish,” I scoffed, shaking my head at him.

  He grinned cheekily and handed me his coffee cup to wash. I quickly washed and dried it and put it back in the cupboard with the rest.

  “You okay, Jellybean?” He asked, giving me a quick hug.

  “I'm fine,” I smiled. “The others being okay with Jason?”

  “Yeah,” he smiled back. “We like Jason, Jelly.”

  I knew he was trying to reassure me but it was a little hard to believe all things considered.

  “Don't look at me like that, I mean it,” he frowned. “We especially like him when he’s a good few feet away from you.” He smirked at me cheekily and I swatted him with the tea towel.

  “I was gonna go for a run, you wanna come?” He asked, grabbing the makeshift weapon away from me.

  “Yeah, that'd be nice,” I smiled. “But if I come then Jason'll want to come and I really think he could do with another day off.”

  “I'll handle it,” Craig nodded, heading down to the den.

  Jason was sat between Ian and Matt on one side of the L-shaped sofa whilst Jake and the twins sat on the other side. They were busy shooting at each other and barely looked our way as we stood by the sofa watching them.

  I stood behind Jason and rested my hands on his shoulders, squeezing gently and massaging his neck. He turned around to grin up at me, ignoring the game. The others cheered as Jason's character was blown to smithereens on the screen.

  “Me and Jelly are going for a run,” Craig announced.

  “I'll come,” Jason said immediately, leaning forwards in his seat.

  Craig shook his head and motioned for Jason to stay seated. “Quality brother-sister time,” he grinned.

  I pouted apologetically at Jason and replaced my hands on his shoulders.

  “Can I come, then?” Jake asked.

  “Not a chance,” Craig answered immediately.

  Jake scowled but didn't say anything.

  “I'm coming,” Ian said, standing up and handing the controller to Rick.

  The twins immediately started arguing over the controller. Craig glanced at me guiltily and I knew he was annoyed that Ian wanted to come. He had no problem telling Jake where to shove it, and he might even have dared a more polite rejection of the twins, but we both knew he wasn't about to go up against Ian.

  It was a pretty nice run all in all. Ian had text Karl and he'd met up with us while we ran. The two of them chatted away the whole time leaving me and Craig pretty free to talk during the parts of the run where Ian and Karl weren't sprinting full out. Craig quizzed me about university and I returned the favour, curious to know how things were going for him at work and in the cage.

  I didn't have favourites but I'd always been able to open up more with Craig. I guess it was because he hadn't had to give up so much of his life for me. By the time he was eighteen, the twins were in a much better position to look after us and both had jobs. That had left us free to experience a relatively normal sibling relationship. The same was true for Jake but, considering he'd tormented me most of my life, I wasn't quite as comfortable around him.

  When we got back, I spotted the car Jason had driven us in outside the house. Ben must be here. I grinned at the thought of seeing him again. It would be nice for Jason to have some non-hostile male company.

  “You've been gone for ages,” Jason pouted as I followed my brothers through the front door.

  “Sorry.” I wiped the sweat off my forehead onto my sleeve. “I'm just gonna go take a shower, I'll be back soon.”

  I tried all the bathrooms but the guys had all beaten me to it. I waited outside the bathroom Ian was in, he was usually quickest. True to form, Ian was in and out before I knew it, his towel wrapped around his waist. I got a close up of the scar he had from a gunshot wound on his right peck as I passed him on my way in. I winced at the reminder of how close we'd come to losing him and how dangerous his job could be.

  I joined the others in the lounge and Ben hopped up from the sofa next to Jason so he could give me a hug.

  “Hi, Jamie,” he grinned.

  “Hi, Ben!” I beamed, genuinely happy to see him.

  “Where's Hannah?” I asked him, glancing around and noticing her absence.

  “She's at home with her family,” he answered, pursing his lips as he glanced conspiratorially at Jason.

  “We were gonna do some Christmas shopping,” Jason smiled, pulling me backwards onto his lap as Ben sat down next to him.

  “Oh?” I settled back against him, enjoying his warmth against my back.

  “Yep,” Jason said, squeezing his arms around me gently. “Got to get Christmas presents for our favourite ladies.”

  “You don't have to get me anything,” I frowned.

  I knew Jason had a good deal more money than I did; I wouldn't be able to get him anything, at least not anything good.

  “Of course I do.” I felt him grin against the top of my head.

  “So you two are going into town then?” I asked, shifting in Jason's knee so I could pout at him.

  “Yeah, we were going to go in a bit, we shouldn't be more than a few hours.”

  “Is this payback for me disappearing off to run?” I frowned, nuzzling into the nook of his neck.

  “A bit,” he chuckled, turning his head and kissing me on my forehead. “You can make it up to me tonight though,” he whispered so only I could hear.

  I grinned and knew I was blushing as I squirmed in his lap. Jason grinned back, putting his hand on my leg and squeezing gently.

  “Jelly,” Karl said, coming into the room. “Elise is coming round in a bit, you can help her sort everything before tonight.”

  I nodded up at him and sighed inwardly. They'd known they were having people over all week, what could there possibly be left to do? He took a step closer and pulled me up off of Jason's knee.

  I prepared myself to scowl in protest but he pulled me into a hug and said he was glad I'd come running with them which caught me off guard and I found myself smiling instead.

  Jason and Ben decided to grab lunch in town and disappeared leaving me alone with my brothers. Elise asked me to help her clean up a bit, which I thought was completely unnecessary. Ian and Karl were clean freaks, the house was almost constantly tidy when they were about. I didn't complain though, I helped hoover the den whilst the twins moved all the furniture to the sides of the room. One of my brother's friends, not sure which, was a DJ and would be setting up later that evening. They'd set up a proper bar and Jake had gotten his hands on a few kegs.

  When everything was finally ready, it was an intimidating sight. I could easily see the night getting out of hand and was not looking forward to it at all. I lay on my bed reading a course book until my bedroom door opened.

  “Hey, little squirrel.” Jason stepped into the room, brushing a stray curl out of his eyes and looking breathtakingly scrumptious.

  I jumped off the bed and flung my arms around his neck.<
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  “Sorry we were gone so long, we lost track of time.”

  “It's okay,” I breathed against his skin, glad he was back. “Did you and Ben have fun?”

  “Of course.” He was grinning mischievously and I wondered what he was holding back.

  “What?” I eyed him suspiciously.

  “I got your Christmas present sorted.” He looked pretty pleased with himself as he wrapped his arms around me.

  “Jason, I-” I started to protest but he pushed his finger to my lips gently and shook his head at me.”

  “I wanted to get you something, Jamie,” he said gently. “You can burn your bra or call me pom-pom face or whatever adorable protest you can think of, but you're still getting a Christmas present.”

  I couldn't help but giggle. I wasn't happy with Jason spending money on me but I was sure I could think of some way of protesting.

  “I won't be able to give you anything good though,” I pouted.

  “Baby, you've already given me the best gift I could ever wish for.”

  “You mean... sex?” I blushed, looking down at my feet.

  “No, Jamie,” Jason chuckled. “Although sex with you is beyond my wildest dreams.” He pulled my chin up gently so we were looking at each other before he continued. “I mean you, Jamie. You're the best gift I've ever received and nothing will ever come close. You're everything I've ever wanted and more. I love you.”

  “I love you too,” I managed, my voice barely a whisper, blown away by his words.

  When we went downstairs after a few delightful under the cover snuggles, I was surprised to see how many people were already at the house considering it was only half past seven. Jason and Ben got roped into a game of football with my brothers and their friends. I watched from the sidelines with Elise and a few of the others.

  I watched them all for a while longer before I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out to see I'd received a picture message... from Duff. I froze as I stared at his name on the screen. Why is he messaging me? I glanced over at Jason. He and my brothers were fully involved in the game and I was pretty grateful. They don't need to know. I walked back over to the house and opened the message with trembling fingers. I felt my stomach flip as the picture loaded on my screen. The image quite clearly showed me in my underwear. I couldn't see my face but I knew it was me. I scrolled further down and saw that he'd attached a message.