Atomic Redwood Revamped

 

Sorry guys I know I said that would be it with the sex for a while but I had to have this one. I promise though this is it for a couple of chapter’s at least. Sorry again if this story is turning into a porno. Not meaning to.

 

Chapter 19: “Sleeping Agreement”

 

Tempest seemed to have a hard time falling asleep without Jacques there, which mad her mad after a while. Cause even though she had loving adopted parents, she always felt safer and more at peace if she relied on no-one but herself. So needed him there to do something as simple as sleep upset her. 

 

She woke up to someone rubbing her cheekbone with what felt like the back of their hand. She smiled. “Welcome back Jacques.”

 

“Did I wake you?” He asked.

 

She opened her eyes. “Yes but I’m glad you did.”

 

“You had a hard time sleeping.” He stated, not asked.

 

“How’d you know?” She asked.

 

“I always know how you are doing. It’s a promise to myself.” He answered, kissing her forehead.

 

She smiled. “It wasn’t that bad. I just had a hard time falling asleep without you.”

 

“I am sorry love but it will happen other times.” He spoke, moving a stray hair out of her face.

 

“It most defiantly will happen again! You are not making yourself weak by staying with me.” She responded, being very serious.

 

He frowned. “Julian wasn’t suppose to tell you that.”

 

“I made him. Besides you can sleep like that in bed.” She answered.

 

“I can-not love, I will seem to be dead.” He responded.

 

“But I will know otherwise.” She counteracted.

 

“I’ll make an agreement then. I will sleep as I should in bed with you, only after you fall asleep and I set a safeguard to wake me when you wake. That way you can sleep and won’t freak out.” He compromised.

 

“We can try it but if Julian has issues with you doing it this way, it WILL change.” She agreed. “Get undressed NOW.”

 

He smile as he did so. Once he was fully undressed, she had him lay on the bed before undressing herself. “I want to touch you.” She lowered her head, so her lips could skim his chest, feather light, just enough to drive him mad. “Like this. I love touching you.” She wanted to make love to him. A long slow passionate time where every touch showed him her love.

 

His hands cupped her buttocks, lifted, massaged and rubbed, pressing her closer to him, his body so eager for her, his heart was nearly exploding out of his chest.

 

She lifter her head, her gaze slumberous and sensual, her mouth finding his, teeth tugging gently at his lower lip, her tongue teasing his with tiny stroking caresses. He  felt each one vibrate through his body, coming together in his groin. The ache grew into a distinct pain, his erection heavy and stiff and throbbing for relief.

 

Her mouth left his and she alternated tiny kisses and bites across his throat and down his chest. Her hands pushed at the wall of his chest, until he leaned back, resting against the bed completely.

 

She was tortuously slow as she moved down his chest to his belly with slow licks and  tiny kisses. The fire racing through his veins found it’s way to the building volcano in his groin. “I am not going to live through this.”

 

“Well, you’ll just have to, because I want to feel the way I love you and the way you love me back.” She responded.

 

She moved her hips, sliding the moist heat of her mound back and forth over him until he groaned, his fingers digging into her hips to set her on him.

 

Smiling, she slid lower, pressing kisses against his flat belly, giving him a delicious view of her curved bottom. He couldn’t stop his hands from massaging her, fingers dipping low to invade her body. His breath was coming in ragged gasps.

 

Her breath moved over the head of his erection, warming the glistening drops there, it stilling his heart. Her mouth closed around him, tight and hot, her tongue doing some incredible dance while her fist grasped him with sure fingers.

 

The small suckling sounds coupled with her tight mouth and licking tongue, nearly drove him out of his mind. His fists bunched in her hair and he thrust deeper.

 

Jacques groaned her name, dragging her head back, needing her body, needing the feel of her wrapped tightly around him, gripping with such force he knew she needed him every bit a much.

 

He rolled her over, coming up on top of her. “I love the feel of you. Do you have any idea what it is like for me to touch you like this?” He suckled her, his palm taking a path over the swell of her breast to the v at the junction of her legs. He leaned forward and brushed a gentle kiss across her lips, his tongue sweeping into her mouth with stroking caresses.

 

He sank his shaft deep, a hard, driving stroke to take him as far into the hot inferno of her channel as he could get. Catching her legs, he wrapped them tightly around his waist, forcing her closer to him, so that he could pound deeper and harder with long, sure strokes.

 

Her second climax began before the first had faded. Her hands clamped onto his shoulders, an anchor for her when he kept going, taking her even higher, forcing her into an explosive third orgasm.

 

It shuddered through her body with the force of a freight train, rocking her, setting off the same explosion in him. Convulsing around him, a fist of hot velvet, until he was helpless to stop the volcanic eruption, spurting into her over and over…

 

Once they recovered, Tempest chuckled. “It gets more intense every time.”

 

Jacques chuckled back and kissed her forehead before cuddling with her. “It also gets harder to breathe.”

 

She smiled. “What time is it anyways? Won’t Julian wonder where we are?”

 

“It is still daylight love, he is asleep. I recovered faster than I thought. The sun will be down in about an hour or so.” He answered, wrapping the sheet around her to stay warm in the late Novembers cool air.

 

“I know how to safeguard.” She stated.

 

“Julian said he’d teach you. Tonight will be the harder stuff.” He responded.

 

“He said he’d test me… what does that mean?” She asked, raising up on her elbows thus breaking their cuddling.

 

“Depends on how well he thinks you learned. With me, your father did a surprise attack while Julian was talking to me. Don’t worry though, I won’t sneak up on you no matter what Julian says.” He answered, raising up on one elbow, facing her.

 

“I don’t think he’d surprise me with anything, but he might throw something…” She responded, running her hand through her hair.

 

“How far in the first book did you get?” He asked.

 

“I finished it, even with doing it in my head. I made sure I memorized every word, symbol and move.” She answered, mentally checking if she still remembered, which she did.

 

“On the first night? You must have a library in your head.” He responded, shocked.

 

Tempest smiled. “Not really, though I do remember chemistry and history very well.”

 

“I bet you got your mind from your mother.” Jacques responded, kissing her shoulder.

 

“I need a shower… heh I can’t believe we made love with me all sweaty.” She responded.

 

Jacques kissed her shoulder again. “I like you sweaty.”

 

Tempest rolled her eyes. “No, you LIKE to make me sweaty, there’s a difference.”

 

“Tempest, I don’t care if you stopped taking baths all together, I’ll still love you and still make love to you.” Jacques responded.

 

“Yeah well I’m still taking a shower, especially with Julian going to be testing me.” Tempest spoke, slipping out of the bed and heading for the bathroom with a change of closes that Julian materialized for her last night…