Don’t Forget to Remember Me (24 page)

“Uhhhh…” she breathed. Her back arched and I
felt her wince.

“Julia, I’ll pleasure you…I’ll make you
come, but be still or I’ll stop. I won’t let this hurt you.” I
hardly recognized my own voice. It was low and animalistic. Telling
the woman I loved more than life that I was going to make her come
did amazing things to me.

She turned her face toward mine as my
fingers worked on her, slowly; her breathing deepened and her hands
clutched at her sides. I never wanted to stop touching her. I
wanted this to go on forever and I could feel how sensitive she
was, gasping each time my finger moved. I slowed my pace, wanting
to build slowly, to make it amazing when I finally allowed her over
the edge.

I closed my eyes and let my fingers work on
her breasts and her sex. Listening to her moans and pants, I felt
like I could orgasm without her even touching me. “Julia…do you
feel how much you own me?” I moaned against the soft skin of her
neck, her pulse beating wildly against my lips. So sweet and alive.
“But you’re mine. You own me, but you’ve always been mine.”

“Ryan…oh,” she cried out and she turned
slightly so that we could kiss. Her mouth was frantic underneath
mine as I sucked her tongue into my mouth. My hand closed around
her breast and I squeezed gently, her pebble hard nipple and the
wetness on my fingers of my other hand; beautiful evidence of what
I could do to her. My heart swelled, bursting with love and pride
that this magnificent creature belonged to me. Even if she couldn’t
remember our past, she was mine and I wanted her to know it.

I pushed two fingers inside of her and I
felt her clench around me as I moved them in and out of her tight
flesh. “Uhhnnn, Ryan, don’t stop…” she begged breathlessly as I
searched for the ultra sensitive spot inside her that I knew drove
her to distraction, while my other hand moved down to take over
where the other left off. She started shaking and her legs
trembled.

“Uh…Ryan, Oh God…” she sobbed into my mouth.
Her body started to pulse and she arched into me. She couldn’t help
it; her body quaked involuntarily over and over as she came under
my hands. I buried my mouth in the back of her neck and breathed
her name over and over.

“That’s it. Yes, Baby…Julia, I want you so
much. Everything about you is so damn beautiful.” I slowed the
movements of my fingers, lightening the touch but not stopping, the
spasms inside her lessening, but not subsiding completely. I kissed
the tender skin on her neck again and moved below her ear. I could
taste the faintest bit of salty perspiration on my tongue. I licked
along the cord of her neck and then opened my lips and sucked,
feeling the need to leave marks on her skin. It didn’t matter if
anyone else saw it. She’d know it was there, that I was marking her
as mine. “I want…I want to mark you.”

“Anything you want,” she gasped out, her
body still jerking with the aftershocks of her orgasm. I sucked on
the skin at the back of her neck hard and then soft. I alternated
like that for a minute or two and I raised my head to try to see in
the darkness of the room. The flesh was purple in a small spot on
the back of her neck.

“I’m sorry, honey, but you make me want
things that no one else ever has.”

“I want to touch you,” she whispered. “Ryan,
please.”

I stood up and put her feet on the floor,
and ran my hands down her arms. She turned and lifted up on tiptoe,
her hands resting on my chest. I raised my hand to the side of her
face, my thumb tilting her face to mine and my fingers curled
around the back of her head, I bent to kiss her again. We were
hungry. For me, it was the agony of almost losing her and the weeks
of being near her without being able to be with her as I longed to
do. I lessened the pressure of my mouth and tried to move away
slightly, but her lips clung to mine, sucking my lower lip in
between the two of hers. I kept my eyes closed as my breath
hitched.

“Julia, let’s lie down. You need to rest.” I
led her to the bed and threw back the covers. “Come on, I’ll tuck
you in.”

She slid in between the cool sheets and
grabbed my hand. “Please, don’t leave.”

I wanted every second with her, so I let her
pull me down. My body was still aching, but I struggled to get it
under control.

“I want to make you feel good, too,” she
whispered. “You’re so incredible. You know just how to touch
me.”

I rolled onto my side toward her and propped
my head up on my hand. “Yes,” was all I said, my eyes searching her
flushed face. Even in the dark, I could see the heightened color on
her cheeks. I reached out and touched the tip of one still taut
breast with a fingertip.

“You’ve had a lot of practice.” It wasn’t a
question. “Touching me, I mean.”

I watched the path my hand was running down
her body and up again, sliding in the opening of the shirt and
cupping her bare breast. “A little bit,” I admitted softly,
seriously, as my eyes flashed up to hers.

“Ryan, why wouldn’t you
tell me that we were
this
kind
of close?”

I couldn’t tell her the whole truth. I
couldn’t tell her that the loss of the baby was going to hurt like
hell. I wanted to spare her the pain.

“I wanted you to remember
me, to remember
us
…and I didn’t want to scare you.” My thumb brushed back and
forth on her nipple and my body quickened again. “It just seemed
important. It still does.”

“I’m sorry. I’m trying. I want to
remember.”

“I know. I don’t want to lose all the
beautiful memories between us.” My voice deepened. “It makes me
sad, but don’t be sorry, baby. It will come back in time.”

I leaned my head against hers and nuzzled
the side of her face. I wanted to distract her. Plus, I couldn’t
help myself anyway. I slid my hand down and resumed the slow
movements I’d started on the piano bench. She was still wet, and
her orgasm had made it even more pronounced. I watched her face as
the feelings deep within her began to stir again as we lay there in
silence, my fingers moving slowly, gently over and over.

Julia’s eyes burned into mine. My eyes
dropped to her pouty little mouth and I wanted to taste her. I
brought my fingers up and sucked them into my mouth. She gasped and
I groaned.

“Uhnngg…Julia, you’re so sweet. You are the
most delicious thing that I’ve ever tasted.” My throat got tight
and I tried to swallow the lump of emotion rising there. The love
was overwhelming and I hardly knew how to save myself. “I want
more. I want you to come in my mouth, Julia.”

“Ryan, I…”

“Shhhh…don’t talk. Just
let me…” I moved and lifted her further up the bed and bent to kiss
her mouth softly, licking at her top lip before I sucked it in
between both of mine. “
Let me
,” I
whispered against her mouth. “I want to hear every breath you take,
every moan…every little mewling sound that you make deep in your
throat, Julia. It makes me so hard, I swear I’ll burst.”

I parted her legs with my knee and moved
lower, looking into her eyes. I pushed the tails of the shirt up
until she was naked from the waist down and then gently pushed her
legs apart so I could gaze down on the treasure I was seeking. I
could already smell her arousal. “Julia…Jesus! You turn me on so
much.” I bent to kiss her stomach below her navel and the muscles
of her stomach tensed as I lay down between her legs and started
kissing the inside of her thighs with a wet mouth. “Relax, baby. I
already know how good you taste and I want it so damn bad. I want
every single drop.”

“Oh, God…” she gasped.

“Please try not to move, my love.”

“I can’t, Ryan. It’s impossible,” she
breathed as she turned her head to one side.

Her hand wound in my hair and the other
reached toward me on the top of the mattress. I took it and laced
my fingers through hers. I laid my free hand on the flat of her
stomach above her pubic bone and bent my head toward the delicious
flesh I craved.

Automatically, her legs fell wider, allowing
me better access and she involuntarily moved her hips so she rubbed
against my mouth. It was extremely hot and made me harder than
steel. I found my own hips moving against the edge of the bed in
unison with hers as I suckled her sweetness, until I was moaning
against her. Even though I’d told her not to move, it drove me
insane. I was starving and she tasted so good. I told myself to go
slow but I was so aroused by what was happening, I wasn’t in
complete control. Feeling her silken nub throb on my tongue,
hearing her little pants as she got closer to the edge, and the
friction of my cock against the bed, I knew I would come right
along with her.

I moved lower so I could thrust my tongue
into her and then laved up in long strokes. Her trembling and
clenching around my tongue drove me over the edge. “Julia…come for
me baby,” I groaned against her sensitive flesh as I came hard
myself. It had been so long and I was so hot for her that wave
after wave of pleasure overwhelmed me. I shot off in a series of
powerful spurts, all the while continuing to lick and suck on her.
“Uhnnnn, Ugh…”

“Uh…Uh…Uh…Ryan,” she moaned softly and her
hand that was still holding mine tightened and her body arched
violently as her orgasm overtook her. “Uhhhhhh…” she breathed.
“Uhhhhh…”

I turned my head and kissed the inside of
her thigh with my open mouth as her body still jerked with the
aftershocks of her pleasure.

“You drive me insane. Julia, I love you. I
love you more than anything in the whole world, do you hear me? I
know I’m not supposed to tell you, but I can’t fucking help myself
after that.”

She pulled on our entwined hands, silently
asking me to move up toward her. The front of my sweats was soaked
with my own cum. I wasn’t embarrassed about it and crawled up over
her on my hands and knees, careful not to press the mess into her.
Her hands closed around the sides of my face as she looked into my
eyes. Her eyes were dark with desire and an expression of languid
satisfaction relaxed her features. “You’re so gorgeous. I never
want to look at anything else for the rest of my life,” I said
softly.

“Ryan…I can’t believe you’re real. You’re so
perfect.” Her mouth reached for mine and I had no desire to deny
her. My mouth closed over hers in a series of hungry kisses. Our
mouths were perfect mirrors as we alternately sucked on each
other’s tongues, tilting our heads so we could delve deeper into
each other’s mouths. “I love you, too,” she finally whispered as I
placed one last kiss on her mouth. “I do.”

I pulled back and stared
into her eyes, brushing her hair back as my heart did somersaults
inside my chest.
Did she remember?

I rested my forehead against hers and closed
my eyes, as we both struggled to get our breathing under control.
“I’ve missed you so much. Being near you and not touching you has
been living hell.”

“I wish my ribs didn’t hurt anymore. I want
to feel you inside me,” she moaned sensuously against my mouth.

“Oh baby…”
She
would be my undoing
. “I do, too. There is
nothing I want more.” I moved to lie next to her and propped myself
up on one arm to look down on her. Her hands moved to pull my shirt
back down over her nakedness. “Are you cold?” I sat up enough to
reach for the covers and pull them up over her.

She shook her head. “No, I just wish…” her
sparkling eyes held mine captive as I lay back down beside her.

“What do you wish, honey?” I asked, reaching
out to bring her hand to my mouth. “Tell me.”

“That I could make you feel good, too.”

“Baby, stop. The way you moved against my
mouth was so hot.”

“I couldn’t help it. It felt so good.” I
could practically hear the blush in her voice.

I smiled gently, running a finger along the
line of her jaw. “It told me that you craved my touch as much as I
craved your taste. Oh God…” I breathed. “Julia, I came, okay? You
didn’t even have to touch me, and you made me come.” Her eyes
widened and her mouth dropped open. “That’s what you do to me. It
transcends anything I’ve ever experienced,” I said softly, my voice
thick with emotion, and the corners of my lips lifted slightly. “In
fact, I need to change and clean up the mess.” I bent to kiss her
again. “Will you be okay while I do that?”

Her small hand came up to my jaw and she
slid her fingers across it.
She didn’t speak, but
only nodded.

“Okay. I’ll be right back.” I moved out of
the bed and went into the bathroom to strip off the soiled
sweatpants and use a warm washcloth to clean myself up. I went back
into the bedroom, and to the dresser to find a new pair of sweats.
After I put them on, I stopped as my hand hovered on the top drawer
where her bracelet and her engagement ring were hiding in the back.
I opened it and pulled the bracelet out, rubbing my thumb over the
sparkling diamonds and our two entwined initials.

I had to get it back on her wrist after the
lovemaking we’d just shared. I wanted her to know she was mine and,
frankly, I wanted my possession of her out in the open. Moore would
get the message, one way or the other. If Julia wearing the
bracelet didn’t work, then I’d take great pleasure in beating his
arrogant face in. I turned back to the bed and she was lying on her
side, her hands were holding the comforter up near her chest and
her eyes were closed, her breathing deep and even. Fast asleep.

I knelt down and carefully replaced the
bracelet on her left wrist. Back where it belonged. Satisfaction
welled followed by intense love and possessiveness. I bent to kiss
her forehead and brush her hair back. It had fallen from the knot
at the top of her head during our love play on the bed.