Welcome Home
by Ella Jade
It had been a crazy day at the hospital and all I wanted to do was hit the shower and crawl into bed. I needed to wash away the grit of my twelve hour shift and forget about the shambles that was my life. I stepped into the stall, closed my eyes and let the spray take over my whole body.
The grueling schedule I'd been pulling the past few months still wasn't enough to make me forget her. She was front and center in my thoughts all the time and it was getting frustrating. I constantly thought about the relationship we once had. How we'd spend a week at her parents' beach house every summer all through college… the Christmas mornings at my parent's house... the way her eyes sparkled on her birthday… the rainy Saturday afternoons we'd spend in our first tiny apartment, eating take-out and making love all day.
I mindlessly washed my body and shampooed my hair, and must have lost track of time because the cold sting of the water against my chest brought me out of my daydreams.
Fuck! How could I let her leaving consume me this way?
If she didn’t want to be with me anymore then I needed to get over it. She walked out two months ago, she wasn’t coming back and it was my fault. I didn’t pay attention. I missed all the signs, and then it was too late. She was gone and I had no one to blame but me.
My medical career was just taking off. I'd worked long and hard through my residency and finally secured a position at a renowned teaching hospital. My dreams were coming true. All the years of sacrifice, studying and working every odd job I could find while putting myself through school were finally paying off.
Why wasn't she here to share it with me?
I wrapped a towel around my waist as I stared at my sorry self in the mirror. I ran my fingers through my wild mess of brown hair.
Maybe I should cut it?
A new start.
I couldn’t!
Ava loved my hair. She couldn't keep her hands out of it while we were fucking. The memories were all I had left and if keeping my hair meant holding onto Ava just a little longer, I’d do it. I closed my eyes and imagined her face. I shook my head. As I entered my bedroom, I could almost smell her sweet scent engulfing the room. It assaulted my nostrils and made my head spin. Vanilla and roses, just like her body wash.
I must be nuts.
“Conner,” she whispered from the corner of the room.
“Ava?” I turned to face her.
She slowly walked toward me and the closer she got, the more stunning she looked. She was wearing the sexiest black evening gown I'd ever seen, and judging from the way her nipples were straining against the silk, I was betting she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“What are you doing here?” I swallowed hard.
I sure as fuck hope I'm not imagining this.
“Shh.” She pressed her lips to mine.
“Hmm,” I moaned at the taste of her mouth. I didn’t know what she was doing here, and honestly, I didn't care. All that mattered to me in that moment was she was here, standing in front of me, kissing and touching me. It had been far too long.
She reached for my towel, pulling it from my body with a wicked glint in her eyes.
“I’ve missed you so much,” she mumbled against my lips as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
I reached for her zipper and quickly lowered it before trailing my fingers down her spine. Not only was she not wearing a bra, but she’d forgotten her panties too. I smirked as I ran my hand over her bare ass. Her skin was smooth and warm. I missed being tangled in her body while we slept.
I miss so many things.
I moved my hands up to her shoulders and slipped the dress from her body, watching as the shimmery silk pooled at her feet. She kicked her stilettos off as I took a step back to take in her body. It was as perfect as I'd remembered. I ran my tongue over my lips as I stared at her freshly waxed pussy. Her taste was exquisite especially when she came on my tongue.
She took my hand and pulled me toward her, running her hands down my chest.
“Later, baby,” she whispered. “You can lick me all night, but right now, I need you inside me.”
I placed my hand on her breasts and traced her nipples with my fingertips.
She closed her eyes and threw back her head. “I’ve wanted your hands on my body for a long time.”
“Then you never should’ve left.” I spun her around and bent her over the dresser. “Do you want me to fuck you?” I moved my hand down her back, over her ass and between her legs, feeling how wet she was. “I asked you a question.” She tightened around my fingers as I pushed them inside her heat.
“Yes,” she screamed.
“Yes, what?” I moved my fingers in and out of her.
“Fuck me!” she moaned. “Now!”
With pleasure…
I moved closer to her body, placing one hand on the small of her back as I used my other to ram my cock deep inside her pussy.
“Conner!” She screamed as she braced herself against the dresser for my next thrust. “Yes…just like that. Hard and fast.”
I continued to slam into her, releasing the past two months of pain and frustration over her leaving with each plunge. I gripped her hair and pressed her face against the cherry wood of the dresser as I swiveled my hips, hitting her walls just the way I knew she liked. She always wanted it fast and rough.
“Fuck, baby,” I yelled. “Missed this so much.”
“So close, Conner…touch me!” Her voice was desperate and raw with need.
I reached around to her center and slipped my fingers inside her slick pussy, finding her sweet little clit. I ran my finger over it, lightly pinching it and feeling her body tense.
“You gonna cum for me?” I whispered against her ear.
“Yes, now, Oh God…”
I licked and sucked her neck as I wrapped my hand around her waist and pulled her upright and flush against my body, switching the angle from which I was fucking her. She reached up over her head and twisted her fingers in my hair, the way she always did.
“Fuck!” I screamed out my release as I held her as close to my body as I could. When I calmed down, I gently pulled out of her and carried her over to the bed…our bed.
We lay cuddled against one another, trying to process what had just happened between us. I wondered if it was just a quick fuck. A moment the two of us so desperately needed.
Would she leave again?
Could I handle it if she did?
“Conner,” she finally spoke. “I want to come home.”
I closed my eyes and pushed back the lump that was forming in my throat. I was overcome with so many feelings and we had so much to deal with, but for right now, I’d take this instant.
“You are home, baby.” I pulled her closer to me. “I’ll do better, I promise.”
“You better,” she warned. “’Cause I can’t live without you.”
“Welcome home, sweet Ava.”
Jocelyn's Choice
Jocelyn Andrews, a shy, awkward, high school senior, has never even been on a date until she meets Alex Jordon, the older, more experienced brother of her best friend Evan. Jocelyn falls hard for the charming player and wants to explore all of the “firsts” that go along with young love. Alex has no problem showing her what she’s been missing.
Alex is captivated by young, innocent Jocelyn and to his own surprise, only has eyes for her. One night of careless passion leads to a life-altering dilemma. Alex must head back to Yale to finish an internship, having no idea what he’s left behind. Jocelyn must decide what to do on her own, forcing her to grow up much faster than she anticipated.
Reality sets in, decisions are made and Jocelyn has to live with her choices. Alex returns home to more than he ever bargained for. Young love has never been more complicated as they deal with a teen pregnancy, social barriers, and concerned family members. Life sometimes throws a curve ball, but the unexpected isn’t always bad.
Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed about two years ago when she found a fan fiction website and decided to spin her own version of a popular vampire series. That experience gave her the courage to start submitting her own original stories to publishers.
Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two young boys. When she's not chasing after her kids, she's busy writing, kickboxing and scrapbooking. You can connect with her online at http://ellajadeauthor.blogspot.com/.
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