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Chapter Three
Tao gathered her up in his arms and carried her
into the sitting room. Gently, he placed her on the couch, her ravaged body
pressed against the soft cushions. He stretched out beside her and pulled her
into his arms, once again. Jessie laid her head on his smooth chest. So much
time had passed since she’d been this close to a man, not since Jeremy died.
The thought of him sent a pang of guilt through her. She shook the emotion off.
Jeremy was dead. She hadn’t cheated on him.
Yet still this situation was hardly
normal; to experience such intimacy with someone she’d only just met and in
such strange circumstances.
“Who are you?” she asked, lifting her
head to look at his face.
He smiled at her, “Tao.”
“Yeah, I got that bit,” she smiled back.
“I guess I meant, where did you come from and why did I find you naked in my
back yard.”
His eyes clouded. “I don’t know.”
“What do you mean? You don’t know how you
got in my back yard?”
He shook his head.
She was almost scared to ask, “Do you
remember what happened to your clothes? Not that I’m complaining, of course.”
“The first thing I remember is hearing
your voice. The next thing I remember is seeing you. The third thing I remember
is tasting your lips.”
She shivered against him, a delicious
thrill racing through her.
“All I know is you,” he finished.
“You have to have come from somewhere.
Someone will be missing you.”
Alarmed, she grabbed his left hand. Thank God. No sign of a wedding ring, or
even an indent or tan mark where one might have recently been.
“Perhaps we should get you to a hospital.
Obviously something has happened to you for you to suffer such total amnesia.”
“I don’t have amnesia.”
Jessie sat up slightly, propping herself
up on her elbow. Naked, she suddenly felt exposed, as she hadn’t before.
“But if you don’t remember who you are or
where you’re from, you must be suffering from amnesia.”
“Maybe I don’t have any memories to
remember.”
“Well you weren’t born in my backyard, a
grown man.”
Her own memories flashed through her
head, how he was naked, how he seemed unsteady on his feet. Like a newborn foal—she had thought it
herself.
This was nuts.
“Tell me about yourself.” He reached down
and linked his fingers through hers. “All I want to know is you.”
“You’re not going to turn out to be a lunatic
are you?” she said. “Considering what we’ve just done, I’d really hate that.”
“I’m not crazy. If you want me to prove
it to you, I will. I will go to this place, the hospital, if you think it might
help. I’ll do what I can to make you happy.”
“This isn’t about me,” she said, but the
old familiar spikes of pain speared through her, the panic clutching her heart,
stealing her breath. Since Jeremy died, she’d gone no further than her own
property. Going back to the hospital, to where her husband had died so suddenly,
filled her with fear.
Jeremy had always been such a healthy
person, which was why it had all been such a shock. He’d worked the land she
now rented out, physical hard labor which kept him busy from dawn to dusk while
she holed herself up in her office to write. When he came home from the corn one
day complaining of a headache and dizziness and then lost consciousness, Jessie
had called an ambulance. The distance they were from the local hospital had
worked against him and by the time he reached the hospital, an embolism had
left his lung and penetrated his brain. The doctors could do nothing more for
him.
Other than Jeremy’s funeral, she’d not
left the house since. She could make it into the fields surrounding her, but
any further made her heart beat in a way that terrified her, her head pounding
with a pressure that convinced her that the same thing would happen to her.
Sometimes she thought it might be a good thing, for death to take her the same
way, but ultimately she was still a coward and death terrified her.
“Why does the hospital scare you?” he
asked.
“How did you know I was scared?” Her voice
came out as little more than a whisper.
“I sensed it in you.”
“My husband died there,” she said. “He
suffered a blood clot in his brain and he went into a coma. I had to make the
decision to turn off his life support.”
Unexpectedly, her eyes filled with tears
and she blinked them back. One minute Jeremy had been a strong, healthy man
with his whole life ahead of him, the next he’d been reduced to nothing more
than a beeping machine and a final decision.
Tao reached down and touched her damp
cheeks. “Why are you doing that?”
“Doing what?”
“This... wet.”
“You mean crying? Why am I crying?” Jessie
didn’t know whether to be alarmed or touched. In reality, she was a mixture of
both. “You must be from another country,” she said, half laughing.
Tao remained silent beside her.
The sound of claws tapping on the wooden
floors headed toward them and moments later, Buddy’s scraggly gray head poked
around the door. The dog’s intelligent black eyes sized up the new arrival.
Jessie smiled, “Hey, Buddy.”
The dog hesitated and then trotted
through the door and up to the couch. Tao reached out a hand and Buddy paused
before prodding a wet nose against Tao’s palm, his tongue flicking out in a
welcoming lick.
Jessie laughed, “He likes you.” Such a
small thing, but the dog’s acceptance made her whole body sag with relief. She trusted
Buddy to be a good judge of character.
The shrill ring of the doorbell pierced
the relative peace of the house and Jessie sat up.
“Oh shit.”
Buddy ran for the door, barking in short,
high-pitched yaps.
Who the hell
could that be?
She rarely had visitors.
Jessie ran for the kitchen to grab the
clothes she’d tried to get Tao in before and scooped up her own panties and
vest. Tao followed so she turned and threw the clothes at him.
“Get dressed,” she hissed.
The doorbell rang again—insistent—Buddy’s
barking trying to drown out the sound. Whoever was at the door wouldn’t give
up. This was a small community and everyone knew she never went out.
She couldn’t answer the door in her
underwear. In a fluster, she raced to the front door and yelled through the
wood, “One minute!”
Jessie ran up the stairs, two at a time,
to grab a pair of sweat pants. She pulled them on and made her way back down
the stairs to find Tao standing in the open doorway, her neighbor, Pamela
McCarthy fawning over him.
Panic launched at her and her mind raced,
thinking of ways to explain his presence.
“Pam!” she exclaimed. “You’ve met Jeremy’s
cousin! He’s been living overseas for a number of years and wasn’t able to make
it to the funeral. He’s just got back in the county so I offered to put him up
for a while.” She felt as though she’d vomited the words, spurting them out
without thinking them over first. Her cheeks flared with heat.
The older woman looked at her, one
eyebrow raised. “I’ll bet you did.”
“Pamela…” Jessie warned. Pamela was known
for her gossiping. In fact, Jesse wouldn’t be surprised if someone had seen or
spotted something different and sent her over on a fact-finding mission.
“It’s lovely to meet you…?” she said,
holding out a hard worn hand to Tao.
“Tao,” he finished off for
her.
“Tao? That’s an unusual name.”
“Like I said,” said Jessie. “He’s from
overseas.”
“So he’s actually from overseas? He wasn’t just away for awhile?”
“Was there anything I can do for you?”
she said, deflecting the onslaught of questions with one of her own.
The older woman patted the back of her
hair. “Oh, there’s been more reports of these circles appearing in the fields,
especially after last night’s lightning storm. Have you seen anything strange?”
Like a naked man
in my backyard?
“No. Like what?”
“Kids messing around. We’ve got to do
something to put a stop to the damage they’re causing—literally thousands of
dollars worth.”
“If I’d seen anything, I would have
called the cops,” she said, wanting to steer Pam away from Tao.
“Sure, honey, I know you would have. I
only wanted to remind you to keep your eyes open. Most of this is happening on
your land, after all.”
“Look, Pam, we’ve got plans, so if you
don’t mind…”
“Oh!” the older woman said, delighted.
“You’re getting out and about again.” Her eyes flicked over Tao’s musculature
shape. “Good for you, girl.”
“Yeah, thanks,” she said, walking toward
Pam, forcing the other woman to back up toward the front door. She finally took
the hint, peering around Jessie’s small frame to catch one last goggle at Tao.
Her eyes roamed his body before she finally accepted that she was getting her
marching orders.
“Well, keep an eye out for anything
strange,” Pam continued as she backed out of the doorway and down Jessie’s
front steps. “And make sure you have a lovely time with your… visitor.”
“Thanks Pam,” she said, lifting a hand in
a wave. “I’ll let you know if I see anything.”
With relief, she closed the door on both
her neighbor and the rest of the world. She turned, her back against the door,
to find Tao watching her with a smile playing on his lips.
“She means well,” said Jessie. “But
people around here have no concept of the word, ‘private’.”
“She’s worried about something.”
“Yeah, some kids mucking around in the
crops—playing at alien landings or something. I actually think they’re kind of
beautiful, but then I’m not the one losing money.” Jessie narrowed her eyes at
his perfectly dressed body. He seemed to be remembering how to do things again
quickly enough. Even his speech was pretty much perfect.
Tao took three steps forward, closing the
gap between them and scooping Jessie up.
“Hey!” she laughed. “What’s with the
Neanderthal-act, carrying me around with you?”
“Do you mind?” He motioned to set her
back down, but she shook her head.
“It’s weird, but good-weird.”
Her arms wrapped around his strong neck
and he lowered his head to hers, capturing her mouth in a kiss. His warm, firm
lips pressed against hers, teasing her lips open. She opened her mouth to him
and his tongue slipped between her lips, touching hers, tasting and teasing.
The kiss grew more intense and she pressed herself against his body, her
breasts crushing against his broad chest. Despite having been so desperate to
get them dressed, Jessie suddenly wished the clothing they wore no longer
existed.
“Bedroom,” she breathed against his ear.
He carried her up the stairs, her arms
still loosely slung around his neck, as though they were a newlywed couple.
“That way,” she said, motioning with her
head the direction of the room. Tao grinned and tramped his way to the bedroom.
He laid her out on the bed and then stood above her, his hands on his hips, his
eyes roving her body. Jessie stretched out under his gaze like a cat in the
sun. When he made no attempt to climb on the bed with her, she half-sat,
propping herself up on her elbows.
“What are you doing… or not doing?” she
asked.
“I’m just looking at you.”
“Why?” she laughed.
“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.”
“Shut up!” she said, grabbing her pillow
and flinging it at him. Tao caught the pillow with one hand and threw it back
at her.
“Hey! It’s like that is it?” She picked
the cushion back up, heavy feathers sinking down to one end. But Tao didn’t
give her a chance for a repeat attack,
In a swift move, he caught her wrist,
pressing her back against the softness of the bed. His strong body eclipsed
over her and she melted against the mattress. Tao’s eyes studied her face,
flicking over her.
“Stop looking at me,” she whispered.
He grinned, flashing straight, white
teeth. “How about less staring, more action?”
Jessie wrapped her thighs around his hips
and, digging her heels into his hard ass, pressed his groin against hers. The
ridge of his cock met with her mons and she ground into him, pleasure
tightening deep in her pussy.
“That sounds like a plan,” she said,
pulling herself up to kiss his bitable lips.
Their tongues danced, hot and moist. His
lips crushed hers and their need for each other mounted. She pressed her clit against
the hard ridge of his cock and he pushed back, in hard, rhythmical motion like
two teenagers heavy petting, only the cotton of her sweatpants preventing him
from penetrating her.
“I want to taste you,” he said in her
ear.
Jessie held her breath in anticipation as
Tao worked his way down her body, first kissing the delicate skin of her
dellecotage, down over the top of her vest. He paused over her breasts, sucking
her nipple through the thin material, his teeth grating the hard peak, leaving
a dark, damp patch on her shirt.
He left her breasts and tugged up her
top, kissing her stomach. His tongue dipped into the hollow of her navel,
making her squirm, before heading lower. Her heart thumped as he pulled off her
pants and then rolled down her panties and knelt between her legs.
With her thighs spread before him, Jessie
knew she should feel utterly exposed, yet she didn’t. How could she feel so
relaxed with someone who was basically a stranger?
Tao lowered his face to her pussy, but
before he made contact, Jessie remembered something.
“No, wait!” she said, her hand on his
hard shoulder, halting him. “We just… you know. You can’t go down there. Not
until I’ve a least taken a shower.”
Still propped halfway down her body, he
lifted his eyes to hers. “Nothing on you could ever taste bad.”
“Hmm, even so…” She pulled herself up the
bed, away from him. “You can always join me.”
His smiled broke into a grin. “I don’t
know what a shower is, but if it’s with you I think I will enjoy it.”
Jessie arched her eyebrows. “You don’t
know what a shower is?”
“You didn’t write about a shower.”
“Are you telling me everything you’ve
learned if from what you read on my laptop? How did you even read so fast?” Her
thoughts tumbled over themselves. “How did you even know how to read if you
don’t even remember what a shower is?”
“I can’t explain. I looked at the words
and understood them.”
“You’re weird, you know?” she said, only
half joking.
Tao grinned in response.
Jessie pushed away any sense of unease
threatened to interrupt either her sense of bliss or the possibility of getting
Tao’s amazing body hot and lathered in her walk-in shower.
She grabbed his hand and slipped her legs
off the bed. “I don’t care. Just come with me.”
Doing as she said, Tao followed; his
long, lean legs traipsing across the bedroom floor to follow her into the
bathroom. Jessie leaned into the cubicle and turned on the shower. The water
warmed quickly sending steam into the air as the jet drummed the porcelain
floor. She turned around to find Tao had rid himself of his pants and now
stood, naked, his hugely erect cock bobbing before him.
Jessie raised her eyebrows. “Wow, you
certainly don’t believe in wasting any time.”
Not allowing her any more words, he
stepped forward, his erection meeting her first. He reached out and hooked the
bottom of her vest, pulling the material up over her head, before quickly
stripping her of her panties. The swollen, smooth head of his cock nudged her
flat stomach and she reached down, circling her palm around its girth. He was
almost painfully hard, the skin hot against her hand. She pumped his length
with slow precision. Her thumb smoothed over the slit, smearing his dick with
his own secretion. Tao moaned, his face intense with concentration. She watched
him, loving how she was causing this reaction in such a beautiful man.
Water continued to hammer down behind
them, the room quickly filling with steam. Keeping a firm hold on his cock,
Jessie stepped back, pulling her with him, into the shower.
With no other choice, Tao moved with
her—literally led by his dick—and they both stepped under the big, silver
circle of the showerhead. Blessedly hot water hammered down on Jessie’s
shoulders and she slid her hand from his cock to reach between his legs and cup
his balls. Her index finger slid along the flat base of his perineum, her
fingertip grazing taut ring of his ass, eliciting a sharp intake of breath and
a lurch from his cock.
Jessie dropped to her knees before him,
keeping up the massage of his balls and perineum, and the occasional brush of
his anus. Water drummed her back, but her face was out of the flow. His thick
erection bobbed in front of her and she caught it with her other hand,
steadying the perfect dome of his head at her lips.
Tao looked down at her with heavy-lidded
eyes. His lips were slack with lust and as she sneaked out a tongue and lapped
at his pre-cum, he gasped. She parted her lips and circled his cock, tasting
salt and musk and the faint hint of her own juices. She swirled her tongue around
the bell, and then ran her tongue up along the flat underside. Closing her lips
around his length to create both friction and suction, she pushed lower. He was
big enough that she had to adjust her jaw slightly in order to take him in.
His jaw length hair fell about his face
as he looked down at her, to watch his cock moving between her lips. Water
dripped from the ends of his hair and coursed down his muscular chest.
Then he could watch no longer and he
closed his eyes, his head tilting back. He put out each hand and steadied
himself on the glass sides of the shower, his biceps bulging with the force he
exerted. Though concentrating on the job at hand, Jessie did have enough
insight to worry about the glass panels shattering.
His cock began to swell in her mouth as
she sucked him harder and faster. But his hand in her hair made her pause and
above her he gasped, “No wait. I want to be inside you.”
Jessie slowed her movements and gave his
balls a gentle tug to slow him down. While she was happy sucking him until he
came, the thought of getting fucked in the shower was simply too much of a
temptation.
She allowed his cock to slip from between
her lips and gave its tip a quick lick before traveling back up his body. His
arms wrapped around her waist and he kissed her, deep and hungry, his erection
held tight between them.
Jessie reached behind his head and took
the shower gel from the metal holder. She squeezed a small pool of the fruity
scented gel onto his palm before doing the same to herself.
Starting at his chest, she soaped him
down, running her palms, slippery and wet, over his hard muscles of his chest,
the ridged of his abs, back down to his cock. Getting the idea, Tao rubbed the
soap between his own palms and began to lather her up, starting by smoothing
his hands across her shoulders and heading straight down to her breasts.
While she continued to massage his cock,
soap slicking the way, his large hands caressed and molded her breasts, gently
kneading the sensitive globes outward to pinch the nipples between his thumb
and forefinger. The lubrication of the shower gel only heightened her pleasure
as he pulled her nipples into firm peaks, despite the heat of the shower.
He caught her mouth in a kiss once again
and every spark of pleasure soared down through her body, tightening deep at
her core. Her pussy pulsed, making her even wetter than she already was, and
she wanted him deep inside her.
She broke the kiss. “Now! I want you
now.”
The water had already washed most of the
soap away. Tao reached down, his fingers molded into the firm flesh of her ass.
With his forearms supporting her thighs, he lifted her with ease. He moved
forward and her back met with the cool glass of the shower cubicle.
Jessie’s legs were already spread for
him, her thighs wrapped around his hips, her heels digging into his ass. Tao
lifted her away from his body, allowing his cock to position between the hot, wet
folds of her pussy. He held her there, the head swelling between her lips and
she arched her hips forward wanting to impale herself on him.
Tao spoke, his mouth warm against her
ear, “Slow.”
Though she wanted to sink her nails into
the smooth skin of his shoulders and force his cock deep inside her, she did as
she was told and held back.
Tao moved his hips ever so slightly so
the head of his erection bumped and nuzzled her sopping slit, slipping inside
her only the fraction of an inch, before rubbing against her clit and then back
down again. Jessie moaned, so incredibly turned on she thought she might
exploded. Their bodies were parted enough for them both to look down, watching
the sight of his huge cock dip in and out of her cunt.
“I can’t,” she gasped, sure she would
come without him even penetrating her fully. “I can’t hold on much longer.”
Taking her words as true, Tao finally
slid home, his girth forcing her channel to open around him. He fucked her
hard, all restraint gone, and her back slammed up against the side of the
shower cubicle. With his strength and still holding onto her, he used his arms
to piston her back and forth so she slid along the length of his cock as much
as he slammed into her. Jessie gave in herself and sank her nails in deep
ellipses into his skin, her face pressed against the warm, wet skin of his
throat. Her breasts bounced against his chest as he continued to drive into
her, harder and faster.
Her dam broke, her orgasm battering over
her, making her head spin and tightening every muscle in her body. She cried
out, the sound echoing in the confines of the shower. Hot water continued to
rain down upon them as Tao swelled inside her and exploded, shooting his cum in
several hard, desperate strokes.
Panting, she clung to him and he held her
close, burying his face in her hair.
“Holy shit,” she managed when she finally
got her breath back. “That was incredible.”
Carefully, Tao put her down and she stretched
out her legs, her thigh and calf muscles stiff.
He reached out and touched her chin, so
she lifted her eyes to his. “I love seeing you like that,” he told her.
“Yeah,” she laughed. “Well I kind of love
you making me look like that.” She blushed, suddenly shy. “You know this is a
whole lotta crazy, don’t you?”
He turned her around under the hot water
so she had her back to him and the stream ran through her hair. She heard the
click of the shampoo bottle opening and then his fingers were in her hair,
massaging her scalp with firm but gentle circles and the scent of her citrus
shampoo filled the air.
Jessie closed her eyes, focusing on the
sensation of him washing her hair and the buzzed out, post-orgasmic glow that
left her limbs feeling as though they didn’t belong to her. He rinsed out her
hair, applied conditioner and started working on it with the curved comb she
kept hanging from the caddy.
“There,” he said when he was done. “Now
you’re perfect.”
She snorted and then checked herself—not
an attractive sound. “I’m far from perfect. I’ve not gone farther than my own
property in three years.”
His smooth brow furrowed, his clear blue
eyes searching her face, concerned. “Why not”
“I…” But she shook her head, unable and
unwilling to explain.
Every time I try
to leave, my heart starts pounding and my vision goes blurry. I get a terrible
pain in my head and I’m certain I’m about to die…
How could she explain that to him without
him thinking she was a crazy person?
Hey! a little voice chirped in her
head. You found him naked in your
backyard this morning and he has no idea where he’s come from. There is no way
you’re going to be the one who looks crazy.
Except perhaps for the fact she’d then
brought him into her home and let him fuck her so intensely, not once, but
twice now. And the worse thing was she didn’t want to let him go. She didn’t
want to send him away or call some authorities to come and take him. Perhaps
she was insane but he felt like her own little secret, something special that
had finally been given to her. Okay, he seemed to want her as much as she
wanted him, and perhaps this lust had been caused by some kind of head injury,
but she didn’t want this to stop.
“We’re going to go all wrinkly if we stay
in here much longer,” she said, holding up her already prune-like fingers. “And
I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”
She’d only managed a couple of sips of
coffee so far that day and after so much exercise, her stomach was so empty it
felt concave.
“Starving?”
“Yeah, you do eat, don’t you?”
He lowered his lips to her throat, the
touch sending a delicious thrill across her skin. She squirmed under his
attention as his lips nipped at the delicate area.
Reluctantly, she pushed him away. “I’m
going to pass out from hunger and exhaustion if you don’t quit it.”
Tao straightened and flashed her an
insanely sexy half-grin, flashing a dimple in his right cheek. His wet hair
hung down by his cut jaw and she had to resist the urge to run her tongue
across his skin.
Later, Jessie, she told herself. First, you need to eat.
Copyright © 2012 M.K. Elliott
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