let's stop all these

After dad left, not long after Beth left as well. I and Jason were taking care of his mum till night and she told us to go home that her daughter will take care of her. I didn't know her so called daughter was Sandra until I saw her. I felt like stabbing her with a knife until Jason explained what happened to me.

Though I was still angry at her but if everyone believes she's a changed person so be it. But I won't let her come anywhere near me at all.

I and Jason went home, he went to his room and I went to get water for him. I got to his room and saw him lost in thought. I hugged him from behind, he needed a warm shoulder which I was there to provide.

He hugged me and I patted him, from his hair to his back. I looked at him, his face and lips were very pale ale and I pinned my lips to his. Right now he needed to take his mind off any thing that is stressing him.

He backed out from the kiss and he stood up and walked to the window.

" Let's stop all these" he said

" I know, but you need to take your mind off all these stress" I said standing up from the bed as well

" It's not right, all this isn't right. You're my best friend and you're still young. I don't want to blame myself for doing something I'll regret, because if I start it I won't be able to stop myself. Besides, you are not this kind of girl so let's just stop. I can take care of myself I don't need all these" he said and I felt hurt. I don't know why but it felt like he was rejecting me and I didn't even know how the tears rolled down my cheeks.

" I'll be in the guest room," I said wiping my eyes and I guessed he noticed I was wiping from the sound of my voice.

" You know what, fuck it" he said as he moved towards me and pulled me closer to him and pinned his lips to mine. He stopped and went to close the door.

He pivoted and leaned his back against it so he could study my expression and to be honest I was a little nervous but I was confident a bit. He took some steps forward

and wrapped his arms around my tiny slim waist. He guided his hands over the rounded curves of my hips, down the outside of her thighs until his fingers found my skin. Soft and silky smooth. Those long lean legs, those gentle curves that begged for his hands, the shiver that raced through my body.

His throat closing over the need he felt rise up inside him. I gave him free rein of my body, a responsibility he'd never take lightly. I'd been hurt, physically, before because of Sandra.And long ago, he had vowed that I'd never know pain from him in their lifetime. That level of shared trust, of vulnerability, gave us a freedom to explore every inch of the other inside and out. He nudged me feet further apart and tugged my hips back against him. Enjoying the friction, he flexed into me. Remembering I'm fully dressed, he stroked his hand down my back. Before I could complain, Luke brought two fingers to his mouth, wet them while I watched, and traced the cleft between my ass cheeks through the underwear. He watched my lips part, ready to beg, ready to order him into me. But he beat me to it. Whimpers instead of words escaped those perfect pink lips when he slipped his fingers under the edge of the cotton. I was already wet as he'd known I'd be. He parted me already slick folds and toyed with me, enjoying the tremble that shot through her legs.

I moaned and then sucked in a breath through clenched teeth when he slid those fingers into me, into that beautiful heat that had obsessed him since the beginning. It looked like we were made for each other. The connection never seemed to dull or fray. It was as sharp as the first moment he'd laid eyes on me. He pumped into me, setting a leisurely pace that he knew would only serve to drive me crazy and he unbuttoned my shirt . He continued to finger me and used his empty hand to grip my breast, enjoying the weight of the flesh against his palm. He needed to give me this, needed me to find my release before he chased his. My whimpers were driving him mad. He worked my breast and my sex, building up to the speed I begged for. When he felt I quicken around his fingers, he felt invincible. I came hard on his hand, ripples working over his fingers, and it took every ounce of his control to wait out. Jason's wet sex was begging to be filled but he grinned even with my ass in the air.

Gritting his teeth, he laid on the bed and we were both breathing hard and he cuddled me till I fell asleep.