Page 95 of Chasing Stars
“Miles, I need you.” Jenna reaches for my boxers and tugs them down, freeing my pulsing erection. She grasps it firmly, pumping up and down, sending shivers through me.
I pull back slightly, tugging down her panties and settling between her thighs. I pin her hands above her head and look into her eyes. “Jenna, I love you so much,” I murmur. “Let’s never break up again.” My mouth finds hers; the kiss is a gentle reassurance that what was broken between us can be put back together.
Jenna reaches down and rubs my dick over her slickness. I groan. “You’re so wet for me, baby,” I rasp in her ear, sucking on the lobe. “I need to be inside you.” I reach down and slide two fingers in and Jenna cries out, grinding against my hand.
“Do you have a condom?” Jenna asks breathlessly.
I push up on my arms. “I was optimistic, but not that presumptuous,” I smirk. Then more seriously, “I wasn’t sure you’d take me back.”
“Oh, Miles,” Jenna breathes. “I never want to lose you again.”
“Me neither. I’m so in love with you.” I murmur. “But…”
“Screw the condom,” Jenna groans. “It’s me and you…and I need you.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” I bite back a smile and then I sink into her, my mouth finding hers. Our movements are slow and sensual, our hands linked together like a lifeline, anchoring us. Skin to skin contact heightens every sensation—I won’t last long. “Jenna, you feel too good, I’m not going to last,” I whisper in her ear.
“Harder,” she hisses. “Come for me.”
So, I do, and nothing else matters except the synchronous beating of our hearts, the mixing of our breath, and the weight of unconditional love. Jenna tenses around my cock, her body going rigid, her soft whimper becoming loud moans. I push deeper inside her and we both cry out, finding our release together.
I look down at Jenna, expecting to see a post-orgasmic glow, but her eyes are glistening with tears. A single tear escapes, and I kiss it away.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” I ask, alarmed.
Jenna shakes her head. “I’m just overwhelmed. I love you so much.”
I smile and kiss her tears away again as more fall. I kiss her, my smile brushing against her lips. “I love you so much, too,” I whisper. “More than you could ever imagine.”
Jenna pushes the hair off my forehead, gazing at me. “Really?”
“You have no idea.” I grin. “Now, how about that pie?”
If I wantedmy plan to work, I had to let someone in on it. Earlier in the week, I called Jake and told him what I had done for Jenna. He was shocked and surprisingly impressed, so he agreed to help me. I needed to make sure their Thanksgiving plans weren’t at the same time as my family’s, and I needed someone to encourage Jenna to come with me when I showed up at her doorstep. Most importantly, I needed Jake and Leona to be on board with bringing our families together again. That’s why, when we pull on our clothes, I suggest to Jenna that we go back to her aunt’s condo.
She pushes her lips together in thought. “She and Jake have probably cleaned everything up by now. Aunt Leona told me she and her friends like to get dinner over with early.” She shrugs with a smirk. “Something about senior citizens going to bed?”
I laugh.This is going to work out perfectly.“Okay, would you want to come over to my parents’ house?”
Jenna grins. “I wouldlovethat.”
“Great. Pete’s there and he really misses you.” I offer her a lopsided smile.
We hop in the car and drive across town to Perry Street. The street is crowded with friends and neighbors hosting their own Thanksgivings, but there are a lot of cars in front of my parents’ house. I pull into the driveway, put the car in park, and look over at Jenna.
“Ready?” I ask, quirking an eyebrow.
“Sure…but why is Jake’s truck here?” Jenna furrows her brow.
“I don’t think that’s his truck.” I play dumb.
Jenna nods emphatically. “No, it is. The surfboard is in the back.”
I shrug. “Let’s go see.”
We hop out of the car and link hands, walking into my parents’ house united once again.
Inside is my mother’s boisterous family, my parents, Nate, Caden, Jake, and Aunt Leona.
