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Moving on

By: tigersheart
folder Romance › General
Rating: Adult ++
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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.

Moving on

Nadya stepped out of the airport terminal, waiting for her cab. She smiled brightly to herself. It had been 6 months since she had last been with her boyfriend. They went to different schools, in different countries, so it was rather difficult to spend time with each other. She had planned a surprise visit for his birthday, with the help of course, from his grandmother. She held a small package close to her chest. She felt nervous though. She had been telling him that this weekend she would be gone with her best friend, some rock band was playing in the city she lived in and they had gotten tickets. That was only half true. There was a rock band, and her best friend was going, but she herself would be spending the night cuddled up in her boyfriend’s arms, preferable after a good long fuck. She bit her lip just thinking about it. It had been much too long since the last time she’d had sex and there was no way she was going to let her boyfriend get away with not pleasing her as she so deserved tonight.

The yellow airport taxi pulled up in front of her. He got out and put her bags in the trunk and opened the door for. Aside from giving him the address of the house, and some directions, there was no conversation between them during the 30min drive. On arrival, Grandma came outside hurriedly with a big smile on her face. Gramps was just behind her.

“Oh Nadya, darling! Its so good to see you again!” She had light English accent. She gave Nadya a kiss on the cheek and helped her with her bags. “I told Jeremy to go to the market to get some lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, and some chicken. Gave me such a fuss about it. Asking me why I didn’t get those things yesterday during my trip to the market. You would never have guessed that boy was really a 21 year old man. A college student no less.” Nadya smiled listening to Gran continue to rant about Jeremy. She paid the cabby and brought her things into the house.

“Just put your things in Jeremy’s room. I know thats where you’re going to be spending the majority of your time this week.” Gran winked at her, which made her blush.

“I might be.” she laughed and gave Gramps a hug. “Thanks for you help.”

“Any time dear.” He smiled at her and left the room. They had decided she was going to stay in the bedroom until he got back. Wouldn’t be long. She quickly got undressed. She didn’t want to be in her travel clothes when he got back. She put on her sexy little black dress, a must have for every woman. She looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was perfect for her body. It evened out her proportions. She wasn’t very large in the chest, she was just barely an A-38. She was always self conscious about the size of her breasts. She had always been the ugly duckling in grade school, and middle school. Most of her friends were already starting to form breasts before they got into middle. Hers didn’t start to develop until about a year before high school and by then, most of the girls had C and D cups. She was fat too, at least that’s what she was always told. Her pants’ size had been a 15, x-large, 40, depending on the brand and what store it came from. By high school, she’d dropped to a 7. She did gain some weight, and is now a 9, but she doesn’t mind that. However, her curse and her blessing lays in her luscious, delicate ass. Referred to lovingly by her sister as a “J’Lo booty”. It almost made up for her lack of breasts. When she was younger, she was teased about her the size of her ass, as she grew into her ass, she began attracting men to her. She became, what her friends called, a guy magnet. She could turn guys’ heads, not to mention raise a few. This dress didn’t hide her ass either. She was proud of that.
Nadya jumped when she heard the front door open.

“Gran, I’m home. I got your groceries.”

“Good good, now I can get supper ready.”

“Let me know when its done, I’ve got some stuff I need to finish in my room. Hey, did Nadya call? She said she would call me before the concert to wish me a Happy Birthday.” She assumed he looked at his wrist watch, there was a slight pause. “The concert’s already started.” She heard him sigh dejectedly.

“No, I’m sorry, she hasn’t called. Maybe she’ll call at the break.”

“Maybe...I’ll be in my room.” She heard footsteps coming towards the room. Silently, she laid on his bed. She showed off a little leg, and propped her head up on her arm, which rest on the pillows. The door knob turned. She held her breathe as he walked in. She smiled brightly at him. He did look upset. He hadn’t shaved yet that day either. He took two steps into his room and stopped in his tracks. She couldn’t help but giggle.

“What’s the matter Jer? You look a little...confused.” He whipped his around and stared at her.

“Nadya?! You’re...you’re here?!” He looked around, as if to make sure he was in fact at home. She stood up. She watched him gawk at her. Slowly, she raised her hands to his face and ran her fingers through his hair.

“Happy birthday baby.” She leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips.

Jer was taken back. He was in total shock that she was here, touching him like this. Using his foot, he closed the door. It slammed shut. He brought his hands around her back and returned her kiss, his lips pressing harder against hers. It earned him a low moan. He slowly pushed back to the bed, and lower them to the bed. His hands massaged over her sides and hips, finding those most vulnerable places on her body. His lips conquered hers, but his tongue was battling for control of hers.

Nadya’s legs parted slowly for him. Her arms tighten around his shoulders, pulling him as close against her as he possibly could be. Occasionally, she released him from the kiss to bite his lip. She knew how insane that drove him. He fought back, kissing along her neck and collar bone. The back on her neck, just above the shoulder blades was the spot that sent her over the edge, but right now, he couldn’t get that spot. Nadya’s eyes opened when Jer’s weight shifted. She blinked watching him lean over to the night stand and pull something out. She blushed and smiled. She almost couldn’t believe they were going to do this now. She could see that he wanted it...badly. She could feel how bad she needed him as well.

Jer leaned back down, kissing her lips once again and slid his hands up her dress and tugged her panties down. He smiled broadly when she sat up, unbuttoning and zipping down his jeans. She pulled down his jeans and boxers to his knees. They didn’t need to come off that much, it was going to be quick. He hoped anyway. Jer ripped open the condom package and slipped it on. He licked his lips hungrily at her, pushing her back down on the bed, and placing himself at her entrance.

She couldn’t help but quiver. Jer was amazing at this. He always knew how she wanted. Rough, quick, hard, or slow and gently. She still couldn’t get over his size though. He was a good length, maybe a little over average, but his girth, that’s what made the sexual experience with him so amazing. He filled her completely every time. She slowly rocked against him, begging him to enter.

Jer shook his head. She was more than ready, and very anxious. He leaned down and brought his knee up to rest against the cheek of her ass. She liked it this way, and the angle was good for him too. He claimed her lips once more and pushed himself into her. They groaned in unison. Instantly he started thrusting.

She never wanted the feeling to end. She loved the sensation of him entering her body and filling it with such pleasure. She rocked her body with his, begging him to go faster. He obliged her. She began panting loudly, feeling her body heat up. She gripped his shirt tightly.

His thrusts quickened and became harder. He almost couldn’t believe how fast he was going, but it felt amazing. Her walls clamped around him tightly, almost trapping him. He grunted and groaned into her neck. He loved her, he loved her so much for what she did for him. This, this was one way of showing her how much he loved her.

“Jeremy...” Nadya spoke softly. He knew the tone in her voice. She was getting ready to release for him. He adjusted his position, looking down at her. His rhythm never changed, but this new position started to effect him more greatly. “Oh God...Jeremy!”

“Not yet...” He begged her. He grunted again, his climax slowly building up. He knew she couldn’t hold out much longer. He had been sweeping along her g-spot from the beginning.

“Jer...emy!” She nearly shrieked. She felt so close, yet he still wouldn’t let her come. Her nails dug through his shirt, threatening to break the skin and draw blood. She felt her toes start to go numb and her legs became weak. Clear signs that her orgasm was approaching. She bit her lip trying to hold back a moan.

Jeremy’s heart was racing, watching her wither under him, almost begging him to let her come. His thrusts became harder. His felt his own only moments away, he would let her now. He grunted, quickening. “Nadya..I...” He was cut short when he suddenly heard her let out a long, pleasurable moan. Her body arched into his and her walls clamped on him hard. “Ah...Jesus...” he cried out, cumming at last. He rode it out as long as he could, then finally came to a halt, pulled out of her then laid beside her. She snuggled into his chest, smiling at him.

“Happy Birthday Jeremy baby.”

“Happy birthday indeed.” He chuckled kissing her moist forehead. He was very satisfied at the moment. He looked at her face. “So, you lied to me for the better part of 2 weeks?”

She nodded. “Pretty much, yeah. I wanted it to be a surprise. But I wasn’t totally lying. The band is playing and my best friend is going to see the concert...but I’m here, with you and thats much better than the concert.”

“You really think so?”

“Oh I know so.” She sat up smiling. “Come on, lets go back downstairs before the grandparents start to wonder what’s happening.” She reached over and grabbed her panties. His hand took a hold of her wrist. She blinked, looking up at him. He was smiling at her. It was a different smile from usual. It was more, more loving. If that was possible. “What?”

“Nadya...” He put his fingers under her chin and lifted it up softly, looking her directly in the eyes. “I love you.”

Her eyes widened. He had said he loved her before, but never so sincerely. She smiled back at him. “I love you too.” Their lips touched again, in a short, but wonderful kiss. She giggled gently after pulling away. She stood up and pulled her panties up, giving him a little view of her ass. “Come on and get your pants back on. Gran’s making chicken fettuccini tonight. Don’t want to miss out on that.”

He laughed, pulling his pants back on, throwing the condom in the garbage by his bed. He walked behind her, fixing her hair with his fingers and nipped the back of her neck, earning yet another moan.

“Don’t do it.”

“Don’t do what?”

“Bite the back of my neck. Bad idea.” She laughed.

“Oh right...that makes you horny, doesn’t it?” He smiled.

“Yes, yes it does, now stop it and lets go downstairs.”

He took her hand and walked her down the stairs to the kitchen. Gran was busy with getting dinner ready and Gramps was reading the paper.

“Tea’s ready kids.” Gran said from the stove. “Help yourselves.”

“Thanks Gran.” Jer said, getting the teas ready for the four of them. Gramps chuckled to himself. Something in the funnies, Nadya figured.

“So Jeremy, are you excited that your girlfriend is here for your birthday?” Gran asked, cutting up some garlic and tossing it into a hot pan.

“More than you can imagine Gran.” He winked towards Nadya.

“Oh, we can well imagine Jer.” Gramps chuckled again. He obviously knew.

“Robert!” Gran stomped her foot. “None of that.” The room broke out in laughter. It wasn’t hard to guess that the two young ones had gone at it. Both of them were still flushed and little sweaty.

After dinner, Jer and Nadya went out for a walk. They decided they wanted some ice cream for dessert, but Gramps and Gran didn’t want any. The ice cream parlor wasn’t far from the house. It was a cool summer night, distant thunder could be heard though.

“Gonna be a storm tonight.” Jer said. He looked rather pleased.

“I like the rain.” Nadya commented, taking his hand.”

He grinned broadly. “I know you do.” That earned him a slap with a giggle. They reached the ice cream parlor and bought their ice cream. A simple vanilla cone for Jer and mint chocolate swirl in a waffle cone for Nadya.

“You know, I’ve always been glad you’re not one of those girls who fuss over everything they eat. I love that you enjoying eating food.”

She took a bite out of her cone and giggled. “Food is amazing. In moderation of course, and little or no fast food.” She smiled. “I love to cook, you know that. I eat what I should eat. I make good food.”

“I bet you could make some great babies too.”

She nearly choked on her cone. “Wh..what did you just say?” She stared at him blankly.

“You heard me.” He licked his ice cream, catching a droplet before it fell to it’s ultimate doom. Nadya shook her head. Why would he say that? It had nothing to do with food...That was so random. She cleared her throat and skipped a bit.

“Well, I would need the right ingredients to make great babies.” She licked her ice cream and smiled at him.

“Think I’ve got the right stuff?” He asked her. His eyes were so intense. He looked nervous.

“I believe you’ve got what it takes to help produce some great looking kids.” It was true. He would make a great father.

“So, you want me to be the father of your babies?”

Nadya stopped and looked at him. He was being serious. “Okay Jer, whats going on? Why are you asking me these questions? They’re so random.” He didn’t answer her right away, instead, he took her hand and walked her up to the front porch of the house and sat them on the swing.

“Cause I love you, and I want to know if I’m good enough for you.”

“Of course you are! Jeremy, why would you think otherwise?”

“You’re just...you seem out of my league sometimes. You’re amazingly gorgeous, and I’m an average joe.”

“Oh baby, don’t do this again. I’ve told you so many times before that I love you the way you are. There’s no one else on this earth who could ever take your place or take me away from you. You make me feel so amazing. I’m on a high every time I’m with you. I’m so happy. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“You really mean that?” He looked at her again.

“Yes.” He took her hand and raised it to his lips, kissing it softly and looked her in the eye again. Those eyes, they were intense, they were so full of love.

“Marry me.”

“What?!” Nadya jumped up and blinked. He was proposing to her?! Now?

He stood up. He was taller than her. He was 6'4", she was 5'6". “Marry me Nadya. I know I said I wouldn’t propose to you until I was done school and I had a good job that could support you, but after seeing you here today...I couldn’t wait any longer. I don’t...I don’t have a ring to give you...but we can pick one out tomorrow and we ca..” He was interrupted by the feeling of something cold on his feet, and warm lips attached to him. He wrapped his arms around her and returned her kiss. He chuckled and pulled away. “Is that a yes?”

“It’s a hell yes Jeremy Thomas O’Brien.” She laughed softly, looking at his face. “I don’t for a ring Jer...I don’t need one.” She smiled.

He chuckled. “Well, you’re getting one, as soon as I’m done with my classes tomorrow, we’re going to go shopping for an engagement ring.”

“Okay okay! Fine!” She laugh and held him tightly.

“So...do we need to go back and get you some more ice cream?” He looked down at his foot. She looked down and looked back up at him. They laughed together. Thunder rang through their ears. But they didn’t hear it. The rain began to pour, but they didn’t feel it. All that existed at the moment was each other. And the kiss that they hoped would never end.

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Okay, end chapter one. I will move on, I hope...I have a habit of getting half way through a story and stopping. So please, if that happens, kick me in the ass and tell me to get a move on. Hoope you enjoyed and hope you keep reading!