Then he bent over and flicked his tongue against her clit, once, twice, three times, with hard, fast strokes. She shot off like a rocket, letting out a high-pitched scream that he smothered with his hand. She writhed underneath him, rocking her hips into his face and gripping the pillows behind her head.
Jared reached for his nightstand, grabbed something and reached down to his cock. Amy heard a tearing sound and then he was crawling back over her, condom in place.
She barely had enough time to take a breath before he was hovering over top of her, his face up above hers while he lined his cock up against her pussy. Amy stared up at him, helpless to move. She could do nothing other than watch as he plunged into her.
She let out a short yelp and then wrapped her arms and legs around him, drawing him deeper into her body. It hurt, but in a good way. It'd been several months since the last time she’d had sex. Though she’d only had a few partners in the short time she’d been sexually active, Amy knew she was a sexual creature. She hadn't taken on the phone sex operator job just because it paid well. She'd also taken it because it relieved some of the tension that coiled up inside her when she went too long without sex.
Jared moved over top of her, finding a rhythm that was easy for her to follow. Together they rocked in each other's arms, their eyes locked, lips locked, and hips locked. The moment was both sexy and emotional. As her body began to tighten around his cock, tears sparked in her eyes. She didn't know why. Maybe this moment was significant. The first time she had sex with her forever partner.
Yeah, that was it. This was their first time with Jared and it meant something.
"Jared…" she whispered to him.
He reached out to touch her forehead, running his fingers over her face and then wrapping his big hand over the top of her head. He didn't once lose rhythm as he held her.
"I got you. I always got you. Never letting you go."
They were the exact words she needed to hear. She sighed and held him tight as he pushed her over the edge into another orgasm and then followed close behind.
Sixteen
The next day Jared moved Amy and the kids in with him. Amy had tried to protest, but it'd been weak. The reality was, she didn't want to stay in her family home anyway. And now that she and Jared had sex, she was even more convinced that he was the man for her.
Super hot. Check.
Sexy as hell. Check.
Good with a barbecue. Check.
Fucking phenomenal in bed. Check.
Protective. Check.
Had an ass that she could bounce a quarter off. Check.
Yup, the man checked off all of her requirements for long-term boyfriend. He didn't even seem to mind that she worked part-time as a phone sex operator. She'd be willing to give it up for the right guy, but even better if she didn't have to. She made decent cash at it and it fulfilled the secret dirty part of her soul.
Vincent, Jenna and Enrico showed up to help with the move. Jenna mostly hung out with Amy, helping her unpack over at Jared's house, while Vince and Enrico helped Jared move boxes, furniture and toys. Enrico was starting to grow on Amy, even though he didn’t do more than politely grunt in her direction. She’d taken to calling him Rico, which Jenna wholeheartedly endorsed.
They hadn't talked about what Amy was going to do with the house yet. She just wasn't sure. Somehow, it didn't feel right to sell. She didn't know if it was because her mother had died in that house and it was the only connection she had left. Or, perhaps she couldn't let it go because it was the only home her two younger siblings had known.
"You must've been so terrified when you walked in the door and found everything tossed." Jenna and Amy talked while they unpacked boxes in the living room. Jenna continued, "The same thing happened to me. My ex-husband went through my place when I wasn't home. Thank God Jared was there with me or I would've completely freaked out."
"I didn't know that," Amy said softly. "Did you lose anything important?"
Jenna's eyes misted over and she nodded. "A few keepsakes from my parents. At the time I hadn't any contact with them, so I cherished those items. But now, I see my folks all the time. My mom loves coming to town to spend time with the children."
A shaft of pain, and a tiny amount of jealousy, went through Amy at Jenna's words. Amy would sell her soul to have her mother back, but she didn't blame Jenna for talking fondly of her own mother. In fact, Amy liked hearing about relationships between other people. It helped her feel more normal, less like her family was one big dramatic story for the media.
They moved on to other topics, chatting more generally. Amy suspected that Jenna had been sensitive to her pain and quickly changed the subject. Amy was grateful. She hoped that her friendship with Jenna would continue to blossom, as she really liked the other woman.
They moved upstairs to the guest room and were unpacking for Millie and Sarah, when Amy's phone rang. It was Teagan.
"Just checking in. Heard from Jared that you guys are moving in with him."
Amy bit her lip, pondering what to say to her brother. Their relationship had been slowly improving over the weeks that Jared had been in their lives. She didn't want to say anything to screw that up and she couldn't tell by Teagan’s tone of voice whether or not he was pleased with this new development.
"Yeah, he thinks it's safer, and to be honest, I feel better living with him right now. He's not moving everything over, just the stuff that we need." She took a deep breath and said the next part hesitantly, worried about what Teagan would say. "He's prepared a room for you too. He put it in the basement. He thought that's where you’d prefer to be. More space and all that. I hope that's okay."
There was a long pause that made Amy cringe with worry. Then Teagan spoke, erasing all of her concerns. "That's awesome! I can't wait to see it. I'm getting a little sick of being over here with Keith. His mom's a shit cook and he plays too many video games. I'm not getting any sleep or homework done."
Amy burst out laughing and then clapped a hand over her mouth. Jenna looked over at her with wide eyes and a tilted head.
Amy uncovered her mouth and said, "Make sure you watch your language when you get back over here. It's not polite to call someone's cooking shit. But we're looking forward to having you."
She meant it. She’d been on such bad terms with her brother for so long that it felt like a miracle to have him speaking to her in a civil tone. Even though she wasn't sure what kind of magic Jared had cast over the teenager, she was grateful. Very grateful.
The two women continued chatting and unpacking until it was time to go pick up Millie and Sarah at their friend’s house. Amy had planned to go by herself, but Jenna insisted on driving her. Amy was starting to suspect that between Jared, Jenna, Vincent and Enrico, there was a plan that she and the kids never be alone.
As they drove, the two women continued to chat. "So, when is your last day at the factory?" Jenna asked, her tone casual.
"Last day?" Amy asked. "No, you have it wrong. I still work there. I go in tomorrow at 5:00 AM."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Jared told me you wouldn’t be working there anymore. I assumed if it hadn't already happened, that your last day would be coming up soon."