It Was Always You

by Scarlet Rose

  “You don’t have to cook right now, Jess. We could go out and have dinner somewhere nice.” I suggested, standing by the kitchen door.

  “No, Leo, I don’t want to go out. I don’t want one more person staring at me in shock. I would like to have some inkling of normalcy in my life.” she snapped.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked.

  “What’s wrong? You kissed me, Leo! That wasn’t a part of the script. That wasn’t supposed to happen!” she raged.

  “I know, I’m sorry. It just felt like the natural thing to do in that moment. I should have warned you.” I said.

  She was shaking her head in anger.

  “I just…you took me by surprise. I didn’t know what to do!”

  “I’m sorry, Jess. It shouldn’t have happened. I know I crossed a line here.” I tried. The last thing I wanted was to piss her off.

  “Maybe we do need some rules,” she suggested. She stood over the pan of pasta, while her small shoulders heaved with emotion. I ran a hand through my hair. I knew she would eventually come around. We couldn’t exist like this without rules. I knew I’d slip up.

  “Maybe…yes,” I said.

  She was staring at me now. Some of that boiling rage had dissipated, and in it’s place was irritation.

  “Don’t worry, Leo, I’m not going to back out of the plan now. You’ll get your company.” she whispered, holding her chin up high.

  I swooped towards her, deciding at the last moment that I shouldn’t be touching her.

  “It’s not about that. I care about the company, I want it, I’ll go crazy if my uncle doesn’t pass it on to me. But Jessie, I don’t want to ruin what we have either. You are just as important to me.” I said.

  I reached for her hand.

  Kissing her had felt like heaven, and I wanted another piece of that. She let me hold her hand.

  “Don’t say things you don’t mean, Leo.” she murmured and I stepped closer to her.

  Our bodies were now an inch away. I could smell the sweet scent of her perfume, I could feel the warmth of her heaving body. Jessie’s ears were red, her green eyes were boring into me, searching my face.

  “I’m not making this up, Jess. You are important to me, and I don’t want to do something that would push you away from me. If you want to establish rules, then that’s what we’ll do. And I promise you, I will never spring another surprise like that on you in public again.”

  I lifted her hand up to my lips and kissed her fingers. Another thing I’d never done to her before. What was happening to me? What made me so bold?

  Was it because she was sleeping in my bed? Because she was my wife?

  “I don’t want rules, Leo.” she murmured.

  I saw the way her lips parted, how her eyes sparkled. When I kissed her earlier, she’d sunk into me. The taste of her mouth was still on my tongue and I felt another electrical charge take over me.

  “Good because then I can kiss you.” I growled.

  My hand found the back of her head, holding her firmly in place. Neither did Jessie move, nor did she make a sound. She kept staring at me with her mouth hanging slightly open. I gave her enough opportunity to push me away. I didn’t want to surprise her. This had to be her choice too.

  When I leaned into her again, she moved towards me so our bodies met. I could feel her breasts pressing up against my chest. My lips lightly grazed hers at first, and then she moaned softly. It was the cue I needed.

  Our lips met and we opened our mouths together. I wrapped another arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me. My tongue slipped into her mouth, and she moaned again.

  I could taste her, breathe her, touch her anywhere I wanted. But I didn’t. I kept my hands firmly planted where they were. Her hands were splayed on my chest, she was tightly pressed to me and kissing me back. She angled her face from side to side so I could reach her better.

  I knew she could feel my cock moving in my pants and she moved against me. In ten years, we had never even come close to doing this and now in one day; so much had happened!

  I pulled my mouth away from her, leaving her breathless. She was looking up at me. Even though she didn’t sound the words, I knew what she was saying. She wanted more. Just like I did.

  I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up, flipping her over my right shoulder.

  She squealed, but then she giggled and I carried her to my bedroom, kicking the door shut with my foot.

  I dropped her on the bed and her body bounced softly on the mattress.

  “What are we doing, Leo?” she spoke finally, lying there on my bed, chewing her lower lip.

  “What every other husband and wife does.” I replied and tore the tie away from my neck.

  8

  Jessie

  Leo’s shirt came off first and I struggled maniacally to take off my dress. I was on the bed, while he stood at the edge, towering over me with his glistening blue eyes. We were holding each other’s gazes.

  I saw his rugged chiseled abs, how flat and tough his stomach was. When his hands reached the top of his pants, I noticed the wetness between my own legs. I couldn’t wait to finally see his cock. I’d dreamt about it for so long…now it felt like this couldn’t really be happening.

  I pulled the dress down, now splayed on his bed in nothing but my lingerie. He was watching me too, his eyes drifting over the lacy bits of clothing I still had on.

  His pants slid down in one quick sweep and then his briefs. I tried to stifle my gasp when his cock finally came into view. I’d always suspected that he was well endowed, but now I could see it for myself. His big rock-hard cock hung between two muscular athletic thighs.

  It was no surprise that when a woman got a taste of Leo Cormack, they couldn’t get enough.

  I threw myself back on the bed, looking up at him with a shuddering body. He pounced on me, stretching himself over me, covering me with himself.

  He kissed me again, ravenously this time, his tongue plunged quickly down my throat. With one hand, he cupped my left breast and squeezed before slipping the strap of my bra down my arm. My breast popped out and he bent his head down to suck on my nipple.

  I cried out with delight, weaving my fingers in his hair and holding on to his head. His mouth remained stuck to my breast, and with his other hand, he undid my bra entirely and threw it away.

  I rolled my hips, arching my back and pressing my eyes close with joy. This was the moment I’d waited for. Ten years had gone by with me fantasizing about him every day and now it was actually happening!

  Leo’s hand travelled down my belly, then lingered on the hot wet core under my panties. He pushed my thighs apart and I panted, looking down at what he was going to do.

  “Are you sure about this, Jess?” he asked and I nodded. Now wasn’t the time to explain to him how I’d been waiting for this. His finger rubbed on my wet clit through my panties and I felt a wave of shock.

  I moaned loudly, throwing my head back in pleasure. Leo started stroking me, up and down the wet fleshy folds of my pussy and clit. My underwear was soaking wet. He started rolling it down my legs and threw it away on the floor.

  In the next moment, I was completely naked. Not a stitch of clothing on me and my body pressed down on the bed under his heavy weight. I felt helpless and thrilled at the same time.

  “This feels crazy.” he murmured, kissing the spot at the base of my neck. I reached for his cock between his legs while he left a hot wet trail down my neck and between my breasts.

  His cock felt heavy and hard in my hands. I stroked him gently at first and I could feel it growing, throbbing…

  “Leo, please…” I pleaded and he looked into my eyes.

  “Tell me what you want, Jessie.” he groaned.

  “I want you inside me.” I whispered. He slipped a finger in me and I gasped.

  “Like this?” he asked and pushed his finger deeper in me. I nodded.

  “Tell me what you really want.” he growled, narrowing his eyes at me threate
ningly.

  “I want you…your cock…inside me.” I murmured the words shyly.

  A smile spread on Leo’s face. He slipped his finger out of me and then moved, so that now his body was lifted over me.

  I looked down at his cock pointed straight at my pussy.

  “There’s no going back from this, Jess.” he groaned. But before I could respond to him, he had thrust himself deep inside me.

  I cried out, from the shock of his cock and the size of him. My pussy stretched to accommodate him and he reached for my clit. When he rubbed and stroked my swollen mound, my body began to relax.

  With every stroke, I opened up more to him.

  He was above me, wedged between my outstretched legs. He kept his hands circled around my waist, pressing me down deeper and deeper in the mattress. At the same time, he started pounding.

  His cock thrust in and out of me in a slow but firm rhythmic motion. I moaned with every pump, being pushed closer and closer to the edge of an orgasm. He moved his hand from my waist at times, to rub my clit again and every time he did, I felt like I was about to explode.

  “Oh God, Leo! I’m going to come!” I screeched, while his pounding continued. In and out, filling me to the brim. I’d touched myself thinking about him before, but this was the real thing. Having Leo inside me felt so much more magnificent than in my dreams.

  “Good girl.” he crooned, smiling at me.

  My orgasm was building up, slowly tipping over the edge till finally, I felt myself explode. I could feel my juices trickling out of me, mingling with the steady rhythmic entrance and exit of his cock. My toes curled and I bit down hard on my lip, trying not to scream.

  I felt his hand on my forehead and I opened my eyes.

  “Look at me while you come, Jess.” he whispered hoarsely. My body shook and the bed shook along with me. I kept coming, like I would never stop. I tried my best not to say his name, not to cry…

  “My turn.” he groaned in the next moment and started moving faster.

  9

  Leo

  I spilled myself inside her. Our breaths mingled, my body chocked to the extent of being dazed. All I knew and all I could think about was my cock inside her, filling her up. The warmth and tightness of her pussy. I shook as I came, till every last drop of my cum was in her.

  I pulled out, panting and out of breath, and I stumbled away from the bed.

  What had we done! Now I could see Jessie stretched out on the bed, and then she folded herself up. She was embarrassed, now that the pleasant haze of our orgasms had passed.

  The first thing I did was to quickly pick up my pants and slide them back on. I hurried to the bathroom without a word and brought her a towel. She took it from me, taking care to hide her breasts with the covers. I knew what she tasted like now. How could any woman be good enough after this?

  What was I supposed to say? Did she want me to apologize?

  I turned from her while she dabbed herself with the towel.

  I gave her some time and privacy, while I put my shirt on.

  “You can turn now, Leo.” I heard her say. Jessie had put on her clothes again and was patting down her silky ruffled hair.

  I sighed, clenching my jaws as I pushed my hands into my pockets.

  “This shouldn’t have happened.” I said, keeping my voice low.

  Jessie’s eyes were reddish, and her mouth was firmly set. She was trying to keep her chin up, maintain some dignity.

  “Yeah, it shouldn’t have happened, but it did.” she replied.

  “I’m sorry about all this, Jessie. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have kissed you at the interview, and I definitely shouldn’t have taken advantage of our situation.” I growled. I was angry with myself.

  If this act now ruined our relationship, I would never be able to forgive myself.

  “You didn’t take advantage of me, Leo. You gave me every opportunity to change my mind or push you away. It’s my fault that I didn’t.” she replied. Swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, Jessie walked over to the long gilded mirror in the corner of my bedroom. She peered into it, fixing her hair and her dress.

  “So, what now?” I asked. She looked at me in the mirror.

  “Nothing. We go on as it is. Nothing’s really changed, has it?”

  I shrugged.

  Everything felt different now. I was inside her. I felt her body move. I could still feel the stickiness of her juices on my fingers. How were we supposed to just go on like before?

  “I guess you’re right.” I told her.

  Jessie turned to me.

  “You look sad.” she said.

  I couldn’t keep looking at her, I had to look away.

  “Sometimes I wonder if I did do something wrong. If I deserve what’s happening to me. If I mistreated Kylie in some way if I hurt her…then what I’m doing here is wrong.” I said. This thought had been eating away at me. This might not have been the appropriate time to bring it up, but there was nobody else I could talk to about this.

  Jessie sighed and walked closer to me, being mindful of keeping her distance.

  “It’s true, Leo, that you’re a womanizing ambitious man. You sleep around, and the truth is you break many hearts. But I know you, and I know you make it very clear to these women right at the start that you’re not looking for anything serious.” she said.

  “I told Kylie before I slept with her the first time, that I couldn’t commit to anything.” I reiterated.

  “Exactly. And yet she decided to sleep with you. When you stopped calling her, she got pissed off and started spreading these rumors about you. I guess I would have sympathized with her if you had actually made promises to her, or lead her on. But you didn’t, and now this is ruining your life.” Jessie continued.

  “I don’t know why you’re so good to me, Jess. I don’t deserve you!” I couldn’t help but act on this wave of emotion coursing through my veins.

  “Because I know you, and I know who you are.” she replied.

  For a moment I thought she was going to reach for me, touch me, but she turned from me instead.

  “Jessie! Fuck. Should we talk about this?”

  “Talk about what?” she asked casually, walking to the door.

  “About what just happened.”

  “You said it yourself, we didn’t do anything extraordinary. Just something every couple does. It’ll be easy to forget about once we annul the marriage.” she replied.

  I nodded.

  So, she was looking forward to the annulment. How could I stop her from feeling that way? This wasn’t a real marriage at all. Having sex once didn’t change anything.

  “I should go check on the pasta. Do you want some?” she asked.

  I couldn’t be in the house. Not with her around, not while I had to watch her and curse myself for what I’d done. I felt like I would explode if I had to look into her eyes.

  “No, I’m going out.” I told her instead.

  Jessie nodded and then she went away to the kitchen.

  Fuck fuck fuck

  I groaned loudly, throwing myself back on the bed. I stared up at the ceiling. I could kick myself.

  As if things weren’t awkward enough between us, now it was going to get worse. But as I lay there, within the sheets of where she’d been lying some moments ago…I thought I could smell her.

  I breathed in her scent, imagining my mouth on her breasts again, my finger sliding inside her pussy, pushing her juicy folds aside. My cock moved in my pants again.

  Dammit!

  I jumped out of bed before I did something stupid again.

  10

  Jessie

  We were in the papers the next morning.

  I hadn’t slept very well the night before, and now I was sitting across from Leo with bleary red eyes. He looked hungover too, but we’d both woken up early. Neither of us could sleep.

  Not only had we done the unthinkable—of sleeping together, but we were stuck with each other too. There was no es
cape. There was barely a moment to think. I couldn’t look at him while we sat there together, knowing that he wasn’t feeling the same things I was—that my life had changed forever. Now that we had sex, no man would ever come close to being as amazing as Leo was.

  We’d fallen into the habit of having breakfast together since this marriage situation had occurred. By the time Leo woke up, I had coffee, toast and scrambled eggs ready for us. We sat down together and usually we talked, but this morning we were silent.

  I’d spent the night tossing and turning in bed, thinking about every move he had made, how it felt to have him inside me. Leo had stayed out until the wee hours of the morning. I heard him come in just when dawn cracked, and I knew he’d drunk himself silly and fallen asleep immediately.

  Now he turned to page three of the paper as he sat there, to the entertainment section. He flipped it around to me so I could look. There was a picture of us—a snapshot of the interview. They’d selected the shot of us kissing, our hands tightly clasped together.

  My cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

  “They think you are humble and charming. The kind of woman a man would want to settle down with.” Leo said.

  I smiled at him. Our plan had worked.

  “That’s good news!”

  “And this reporter seems to think that Kylie Musgrave might have exaggerated the situation. They love you, Jessie!” He looked up at me with excitement. I could see that he had renewed faith in his ability to convince his uncle to give him the company.

  “It’s working.” I said, and Leo nodded.

  “Just a few more weeks and everyone would have forgotten about her.” he added.

  “I think we should give the media some more chances to photograph us together.” I told him.

  “Like how?”

  “I don’t know…we could set up a date or a shopping spree or a basketball game. I’m not sure what would work best. I’m not an expert.” I replied.