Jas.
I tried to grasp what I had done this ti to make Becca angry, and all of my instincts told it was because she had a hard ti handling death. However, I still irrationally thought she was completely mad at for so reason.
Thinking over Allison and all that had happened, I winced, putting my head into my hands. At the mont, I was leaving a eting with family mbers regarding Don matters, Giovani on my mind still for a potential replacent.
All of that had to be shoved to the side, of course, when the incident with Allison ca up. One thing I did get from Becca was her explanation of how it happened, most likely. The Cartwrights had let Allison out of prison and sent her over here. Money could make the streets run red, and this was an example.
I scowled, thinking through how far Allison would have gone to off Becca and our daughter. She was unhinged and delusional, and while I felt sad a woman I forrly loved was dead, I was also very relieved she was gone.
Climbing into my car, I drove along the road, heading back to the compound and reaching up to pinch the bridge of my nose as I went. I was glad the police were on our side in this, because it really had been a case of self-defense. I hadn’t even needed to consider bribing.
The night was peaceful as I drove along, skies clear, with no rain. The roads were quiet as well, which gave a bit more peace to think about the upcoming conversation I was to have with Becca. If she was well enough for said conversation, of course.
She had drifted along like a ghost during her ti in the hospital, not herself. She needed to heal and let herself be taken care of, but just kept insisting on going ho. Thankfully, other than verbal complaints, she cooperated.
I pulled into the family compound and entered, the sound of whistling from the kettle on the stove causing to raise a brow as I entered the kitchen. There Becca was, preparing herself so tea. I swallowed, feeling bitter feelings rise given she may still be mad at .
“Jas,” Becca said, turning her head and noticing my entry. Her expression wasn’t aggressive or angry, but rather, concerned. She wore a smile that t her eyes, causing to raise a brow in confusion. “I’m sorry.”
She walked over to and wrapped her arms around . I returned the hug, resting my chin on her shoulder and letting out a soft sigh. “I was trying to figure out what I did to make you so upset with ,” I told her. “I still, for the life of , don’t know.”
“It’s nothing,” she said. “I was sick ntally and physically. It’s hard to grasp killing soone like I did. I didn’t an to. I spoke with a few friends, though, and they helped calm down. Thank you for trying to comfort . I was a real jerk to you when you tried.”
“I understand,” I said genuinely, giving her one more squeeze before letting go so she could fix herself so tea. Then, I added, “It is tough coming to terms with it, especially if you’re not used to killing. But you saved the kids and are a hero, love.”
“I know,” Becca said, causing to sigh with relief. This ordeal with Allison would weigh on her for a little while, I was sure, but at least it wouldn’t continue to rule her thoughts. I furrowed my brow, however, thinking about the other thing she said.
“Physically? Are the knife wounds infected? Do we need to take you to the hospital again straight away?” I asked, my voice bleeding into a nervous tone. Now that she was okay again, and could focus on things, maybe she noticed missed treatnt on her wounds.
Becca poured herself a cup of tea and shook her head, biting her lip. “No,” she replied softly. “I don’t want to go to the hospital again unless I really need to. I’ve been having so stomach pain and nausea. I figured it was a bug, but it’s been here more than a few days now.”
“Have you scheduled an appointnt with the doctor?” I asked, not liking the sound of this. She had gone through so much lately and didn’t need sothing like this on top of it, so mysterious illness we had no idea about.
“Yes,” Becca said. “I’m going in a couple days. I’m taking care of it, don’t worry, Jas.” She gave a smile, then said, “I’m doing fine right now. I had a bit of pain earlier while talking to Madeline, but that’s gone away for the most part.”
I nodded, sighing in relief. She sat down at the table and began drinking her tea, gazing at expectantly and giving a light smile. I sat next to her, leaning on her shoulder, happy to feel her against .
Then, Becca leaned into my ear, She said, “I’m also well enough to make love, Jas.” This caused my pants to tighten, and I licked my lips, turning to focus on Becca with a light grin. However, my smile faded into a frown for a mont.
“Are you sure you’re well enough, Becca? I want to make love to you, baby, but I don’t want to push yourself if you’re not feeling well,” I said, tilting my head.
“I will be alright. Just go a little less rough than usual,” Becca told . I couldn’t resist, at this point, and would give her exactly what she wanted. After a happy sigh, I nodded, letting her finish her tea before sweeping her up into my arms and heading to the bedroom.
Becca groaned with excitent as I placed her on the bed and slowly began to undress her. I remained very gentle with her, knowing she wasn’t feeling well but still wanted in her. I began feeling along her body, the most sensitive areas that made her quiver.
As I did so, I left soft kisses, which sent shudders through her and caused my erection to throb. I exhaled sharply, resisting the urge to pin her down and f*ck her until she begged for more. Rather, I kept moving up until I captured her lips with mine.
Becca explored my mouth, tasting all of , causing to let out a groan into the kiss. I did the sa, slipping my tongue into her mouth and reaching up to run my fingers through her hair. She shuddered beneath , the delicious sting of her nails sinking into my back already.
I broke the kiss and comnted, “I haven’t even started f*cking you yet, baby, and you’re being aggressive. That’s sexy.” I let out a chuckle, especially as the blush darkened on her cheeks. She t my eyes, running her tongue over her lips and gulping.
“I may be a bit excited, Jas. You can go a bit faster, I will be okay. Actually, beyond okay. I want you to roughen up just a little,” she said. Inwardly, I hoped she would be okay given how she described she was sick, but I knew she’d let know if sothing was wrong.
Smirking and leaning down to steal one more kiss, I moved down to capture one of her nipples with my lips and tongue, a soft groan pouring from as Becca gasped and squird beneath . She moved her hips to match mine, wanting more.
“Mmm, keep going, Jas,” she gasped, her grinding only intensifying. I pressed her down onto the bed with my body, reaching up to grab her wrists when she let go of my back. I held them down above her head as I continued giving attention to her hardened nipples.
The other needed attention as well, of course, so I soon enough drew my nose across her chest and captured the other. The scent of her lust rose into the air, causing my erection to throb once more. She’d need in her soon enough. The feeling was mutual.
I angled myself and teased at her entrance, causing a pained groan to spill from her lips. “Jas, I need you,” she whined, causing to smile. I tilted my head to look up at her, shaking my head. She’d need to do more to get in her. I was in the mood for begging.
“How badly do you need , baby? I need to know,” I replied in a sultry tone, lust shooting through at the thought of f*cking her soon enough. Becca groaned and squird, her hips moving to et mine, trying to get in her.
“I need you filling and stretching , love, I need you right this damn second. I need you so, so, badly, Jas, please. Take . Co on,” she gasped, her tone edged and pleading. I ran my tongue over my lips and finally reared back before penetrating her.
Becca arched her back and let out a cry of ecstasy, squirming and moving her hips to et mine. I returned to sucking hard on her nipple, sending jolts of bliss through her and myself. I began taking her gently, not wanting to go too hard right now.
Her inner walls massaged my c*ck, causing a prolonged groan to slip from my lips. I resisted the urge to cum early, though the sll and sounds of Becca were overwhelming. Eventually, I let go of her wrists, moving my hands downward.
I used one to rub at her cl*t, which caused keeling squeals to spill from her. The other hand I used to hold her hips as her sounds grew more and more edged. “More, Jas. Harder, I need you harder!” she said, a demand that I was happy to et.
I began intensifying my motions, fevered gasps and moans of my own escaping my lips as a wave of pleasure overtook . Becca was reaching her limit, I could tell by how her body tensed up. Her cries had a certain edge to them.
“Cum for , baby,” I said, a soft, sultry tone. After just a pause, I snarled, “Now. I demand it. Give all of you.”
Fluid spilled from her thighs as she squeezed my c*ck, her entire body giving into her release. Right at the sa ti, I allowed pleasure to overwhelm , my eyes rolling back as I let out a loud moan. I filled Becca with my warm seed, the sensation visceral and amazing.
After a pause, I withdrew from her, leaning over and leaving a soft kiss on her cheek. Afterglow was taking hold of the woman, and she opened one eye to peer at . A happy smile settled on her face, one that was gentle. “Thank you, Jas,” she said. “I’d go again, but... hmm.”
I frowned, asking, “Are you alright?” At her nod, she yawned, reaching up to rub her eyes.
“I am,” she confird. “Just tired. Thank you, love. That was amazing.” Her smile widened. “I love it when you release at the sa ti as . It makes everything even more wonderful.” She reached down and pulled the blankets over herself.
I nodded, climbing up next to her and taking her into my arms. I whispered into her ear, “I love that too. Rest, baby. I’ll be here for you.” We’d cuddle for the rest of the night, my nerves no longer shot from worrying about whether she was mad at . Eventually, we fell asleep together, all well in the world once again, and hopefully for longer this ti.
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