The Game Changer The Final Score - By L.M. Trio Page 0,67
left of our clothing. My body partially covers hers as I stretch myself alongside her. The feel of her bare skin beneath mine sends an electrical charge throughout my body, making me want to rush into more of the sensation. I take my time caressing every inch of her, though, while my eyes never leave her beautiful face. A soft moan escapes her lips while her fingers gracefully trace the outline of my own body, setting it on fire.
“I’m so in love with you,” I whisper.
“I love you, too,” she responds as her eyes glaze over.
She guides my body over hers; I gingerly part her legs and slowly slide inside of her. The moment I do, my body melts into hers. Our bodies move slowly in rhythm with one another. I don’t want this feeling to end; I want to take my time and savor the feel of her. Being together like this feels so natural that it seems as if we’ve never been apart.
“I’ve missed the feel of you… like this, you feel so good Luke.” She moans softly as I continue to tenderly move inside of her while taking pleasure watching the passion in her eyes.
“Me too, I’ve missed every part of you.” I groan as my mouth ravages her body while our breathing becomes more irregular with our hastened movements. My eyes remain focused on her as we continue to fill each other with desire. She clings to me tightly, softly crying out, as I blissfully spill into her.
***
The following morning, I awake without her in my arms. I hear dishes clattering in the kitchen.
“What are you doin’?” I ask, sneaking up from behind as my arms wrap around her waist, causing her to jump.
“Cleaning up some of this mess from last night, at least we got around to eating… eventually.” She laughs, turning to face me as her arms wrap around my neck.
“And I enjoyed it almost as much as I enjoyed everything else.” I kiss her lips. “But, this is gonna have to wait.” I wave my hand around the dishes. “I’ll take care of it later. The only thing you have to do right now is come back to bed,” I say, lifting her up as she wraps her gorgeous, firm legs around me. I slide my hands up her silky robe, kissing her deeply as I carry her back to my room.
For the next three days, we barely leave the bedroom. After all, we have a lot of lost time to make up for.
Chapter 17
(Jesse)
The plane glides smoothly down the runway of the Atlantic City Airport. It’s the first time I’ve been home since the summer I left for college. I can do it now with Luke beside me. He kisses the back of my hand, which he holds tightly in his. I smile and he leans in to gently kiss my lips.
It’s after eight pm on Tuesday when we finally exit the plane and gather our bags. We didn’t tell anyone we are arriving early. My dad is off from work today and we want to surprise him.
He must have heard the taxi when it pulls up in front of the house because he’s standing on the porch to greet us; a smile crosses his face when we step out of the cab. He takes me in his arms and holds me tightly, telling me he’s happy that I’m home. He hugs Luke just as enthusiastically. I’m somewhat overwhelmed with emotion once I step into the house. I’ve missed being home, even though I couldn’t bear to be there before, now it finally feels right.
My dad rummages through the refrigerator, looking for something to whip up. He comes across some fresh spinach, cheese and eggs, and decides to make a frittata. Luke follows me to my room, carrying our bags. He stands back while I examine my room.
“How does it feel to be home?” he asks.
“It feels good,” I say, walking towards him to give him a hug. “Everything is perfect,” I whisper.
“It just feels right, doesn’t it?” He squeezes me tight.
***
(Luke)
I rejoin David in the kitchen, giving JJ time to herself.
“I did miss your cooking,” I say, smiling as I step into the room.
“Yeah, you look like you can stand to gain a few pounds,” David teases as he removes a loaf of toasted Italian bread from the oven.
“Really? I thought I did,” I answer, looking down at myself.
“Nah, I’m teasin’. You look good. She looks good.” David nods in the