Velvet Roses Ch. 15

"But you still didn't deserve that kind of treatment."

"Yeah, well..." His voice drifted off as he glanced out of the window. "Let's not talk about stuff that happened in prison, okay? I'm out now, and I just wanna look to the future."

"Of course, I won't bring it up again."

The drive from the prison was scenic, offering stunning ocean views that were postcard-worthy, and as the car made its way gracefully along the twisting, cliff-hugging highway, Jeneda and Dane fell into silence.

Jeneda had a million questions, and also wanted to bring him up to date on his financial affairs, but sensing he was having a moment with his thoughts, she decided it would be best to let him break the silence first.

"Thanks for all the packages you sent me."

"No need to thank me," she said. "I was more than happy to."

"And I loved those pictures you mailed me."

"I took them especially for you."

"I know you did. And I couldn't help noticing you were wearing a sexy skirt or dress in every one of them."

Her lips tugged upward. "I thought you might appreciate that."

"I most definitely did." He slid his hand further up her thigh, then gave it a gentle squeeze. "By the way, have I ever told you that you have the hottest pair of legs I've ever seen?"

"No, you haven't."

"Well you do." His palm was now caressing her thigh.

"You keep touching me like that, and I might drive right off this cliff."

"We'd die together, though. That'd be kinda romantic, huh?"

She briefly took her eyes off the road to give him a funny little half smile. "I suppose it would, in a morbid kind of way."

They briefly grew quiet, as if to contemplate the thought before Dane's voice cut through the air.

"I appreciate you sticking by me, Jeneda. You know that, right?"

"Yeah, I do."

"I know it was probably stressful for you...waiting all those months and not having anyone to be there for you emotionally."

"I had Luna and Ethan."

"Good, I'm glad to hear."

"They were very supportive. Well at least Ethan was. Luna is still kinda on the fence about you."

"Can't say I blame her. Ever since you got with me, you've been going through all kinds of hell."

"Don't be so hard on yourself. We've had some good times, as well."

"You're right, we have." He reached out to tenderly sweep a lock of hair away from her face, then tucked it behind her ear. "You're wonderful. I don't know what I'd do without you."

She smiled, and as he placed his hand back on her thigh, she drove a little faster. "I have a nice dinner planned for us tonight. I also stocked your cabinets with your favorite snack foods, and got a couple packs of those lime sodas you like."

"I appreciate you going through all the trouble, honey, but the only thing I'm interested in dining on is between your legs."

"Mmm." Her center throbbed at the thought of his head buried between her thighs, and in a lust filled voice, she said, "I've really missed you talking dirty to me."

"Well I'm just going to have to make up for it, won't I?" He moved his hand so that his fingers were resting against the spot between her legs, and as he stroked his thumb against her denim clad pussy, she let out a sigh that sounded more like a moan.

She pressed her foot pressed more firmly on the accelerator, and the car sped along, closing the distance even quicker than before.

* * * *

The drive home only took half an hour but it seemed like much longer, and no sooner had they arrived at Dane's apartment, did they begin shedding clothes.

While she pulled her shirt up over her head, he quickly undid the buckle on his belt, and after unzipping his jeans, he tugged them down his legs and kicked them off his ankles. His shirt was next to go, and after tossing it aside, he gripped Jeneda by the hips and guided her towards the bed.

As they reached it, she fell back onto the mattress, and he climbed on top of her. Their mouths met in a bruising kiss, lips moving feverishly as their tongues tangled hotly.

He grinded his hips against hers, allowing her to feel his rock hard penis, and as she reached down to cup his arousal, he moaned, then bucked into her hand.

Desperate to have him inside her, she slipped her fingers beneath the waistband of his boxer briefs, but before she could slide them down, he drew back from the kiss, then placed his hand lightly on hers.

"What's wrong?" Her lip poked out slightly in disappointment.

"I should take a shower first."

"You didn't take one before they released you?"

"I did, but it wasn't very thorough. I was in a rush to leave, so I just did a basic rubdown."

Jeneda was beyond eager to have him right then and there, but he had just been sprung from prison, so she supposed it would be best if he did shower before they had sex.

"Alright," she reluctantly said. "But don't take too long, okay?"

He nodded, and after giving her a deep, tender kiss, he headed for the bathroom. She lay back on one of the fluffy pillows and waited impatiently for his return, and as a few minutes grew into twenty, her sexual frustration mounted.

She seriously considered going to the bathroom to see what was taking him so long, but then she heard the sound of his approaching footsteps. Her vaginal muscles clenched in anticipation, and as he reached the edge of the bed, she gazed up at him.

For a few moments he just stood there, feasting his dark, sensual eyes on her lingerie-clad body. She stared right back at him with the same hunger, and as her eyes drifted over his lean, nude body, she noticed that his deltoids had become more defined.

His abdomen, which was had always been flat, had a hint of muscles rippling beneath it, and his hard, V-shaped torso called attention to his engorged erection.

She'd always loved his sleek, lanky body, so she was happy that he hadn't put on too much muscle, but she also couldn't help but admire the slight changes in his physical appearance.

With a carnal gleam in his eyes, Dane slowly climbed onto the bed. Her legs parted in anticipation, and as he positioned himself on top of her smaller form, her breath began to quicken. It'd been so long since they'd last been together like this, that she was quivering with excitement.

"I've missed you so much," he whispered against her plump lips before drawing her into a tender kiss.

"Missed you more," she said as they pulled back for air, and she licked her lips, savoring the sweet taste of spearmint mouthwash that lingered on her lips. "You taste good."

"I brushed my teeth twice and used lots of mouthwash."

She smiled, then reached up to thread her fingers through his damp hair, which smelled pleasantly of shampoo. "Did you also wash your hair twice?"

"No, but I did use twice the recommended amount."

A grin split her face. "You're so cute."

"And you're beautiful."

He gently trailed kisses along her neck and collarbone, and as his lips ventured lower to the valley of her cleavage, she arched her back.

He licked a hot trail along the tops of her round breasts, then lightly bit her nipples through the delicate, lacy pattern of her bra.

She moaned, watching with rapt attention as he undid the clasp, and as her breasts were revealed, he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.

She sighed, fisting his hair as he worked her swollen bud with his hot tongue, and after releasing it with a wet pop, he lavished her other hardened point with the same attention.

His calloused palm slide sensually along her inner thigh, and as his fingers brushed against her silken folds, she slightly jolted.

He slowly dipped a finger into her slick pussy, then another before thrusting them in and out. With each pump of his digits, she became wetter, gushing around his long, sensual fingers as he deftly manipulated her.

In no time at all she was aching with frustration, and from the untamed look that came into Dane's eyes, she could see that he'd reached breaking point as well. But one last thing stood in their way before they could fully give into their carnal pleasures.

"Before we go any further, I need to mention something."

"Okay." Dane withdrew his fingers from her wetness, and in a voice coated with worry, he asked, "What is it?"

"I hate to bring this up, but I think It'd be best if we used a condom."

A look of pure hurt crossed his features, and for a moment he did nothing except stare in silence at her. Then, in a soft voice he said, "Alright. If that's what you want, then we can use one."

"Not trying to imply anything, I just think It'd be best if we played it safe. At least until you can get tested."

"No need to explain. The last thing I want is for you to feel uncomfortable, so if you want me to wear a condom, I will."

"Thanks for not being upset." She gave him a little smile, then pulled him in for a brief peck. "And just so you know, I didn't have sex with anyone while you were in prison, but I'll still get checked out as well. That way you know I'm clean, too."

"I know you are, Jeneda. I trust you."

"I trust you, too. It's just I heard there's a lot of sexually transmitted diseases going around in prison, and-"

"Babe, It's fine," he interjected. "I understand your concern, so you have no reason to feel bad about this, okay?"

She nodded, then reached beneath the pillow that her head was laying on, and after retrieving the foil-wrapped object, she tore it open. He adjusted his body so that she could slip the condom over his penis, and once he was sheathed, he positioned himself between her legs.

Her body flooded with excitement, and as he looked down at her, she gazed up at him, losing herself in his hooded eyes.

His gaze never left hers as he guided his thick, hard cock to her entrance, and with a slow, gentle push, he inched into her juicy center.

She whimpered at the sensation of him stretching her wide, and only once he was half way in, did he thrust balls deep. They cried out together at the euphoric sensation, and as he began to pump into her, she gasped, lightly raking her nails down his back.

"Dane," His name left her lips in a husky whisper, eyes locking with his as he pinned her down with the weight of his body.

His thrusts were slow and gentle, hips moving in a rhythmic swaying motion. As his body made love to her, so did his eyes, penetrating hers with a sensual intensity.

The hard lines of his masculine build pressed against the soft contours of her body, and as they continuously rocked in perfect time, their bellies became slick with perspiration.

She allowed her hands to glide across his smooth, hairless chest, then ran them along his shoulders before trailing her fingers along the back of his neck. Her digits tunneled through his soft, wavy hair, and fisting it loosely in her hands, she pulled him in closer.

Their lips brushed tenderly before engaging in a wet, open-mouthed kiss, and as his thrusts became more aggressive, she moaned into his mouth.

Needing to feel him deeper, Jeneda wrapped her legs around his waist, then lightly grinded her body against his. Along with allowing him to sink in further, the change in position caused her pussy to tighten around him, and he groaned at her snugness.

"Anata o aishite imasu," he whispered softly against her ear, then gently bit her neck before uttering some more words in Japanese. "Watashi no isshoo no koibito."

She didn't have a clue as to what he was saying, but that didn't stop her nipples from tightening, nor did it keep her from arching her back and rolling her hips quicker against his.

It was amazing how strongly her body reacted to just a few love words in Japanese, and she moaned as he lustfully glided his tongue along her bottom lip.

His slow, gentle strokes were rapidly becoming harsher, and as he relentlessly elicited heavenly sensations from her body, she held on tight, anchoring herself to his shoulders.

His hips moved feverishly, so she knew his release was imminent, and as his cock swelled, her pussy clamped tighter.

His body tensed, and an expression of intense pleasure crossed his features. He groaned huskily against her neck, pumping harder, deeper, and faster than before. Jeneda was certain he was going to cum right then and there, but suddenly and without any warning, he withdrew his length.

Her pussy clenched repeatedly at the lack of him filling her, but before she had time to protest, he grasped her by the hips and flipped her over.

He manipulated her effortlessly, adjusting her body so that she was ready to receive him from behind, and with one powerful thrust, he burrowed his thick, hard cock into her. It didn't take long before he worked up a nice, steady rhythm, and soon he pistoning in and out of her as if his life depended on it.

As much as she enjoyed slow, gentle lovemaking, she also took great pleasure in being taken rough. Nothing turned her on more than having him fuck her from behind, and she cried out in pure ecstasy from the sensation of him continuously drilling her with his thick, hard cock.

The smell of sex hung thick in the air, mingling with the heat from their bodies. Each slamming thrust was accompanied by the sound of skin smacking skin, and soon the apartment was filled with the salacious sounds of their vigorous fucking.

"Wanna cum on your ass," Dane said huskily, then in a beseeching tone he asked, "Can I?"

Rendered nearly senseless by Dane's frenzied thrusts, she barely managed an unintelligible mumble, and while it wasn't exactly understandable, it was clear by her soft groans and light pants that she was anything but opposed.

Her moans picked up in volume as Dane repeatedly hit her sweet spot, and her vaginal muscles tightened, further sucking him in. Then, with a few more hard pounds of his cock, she let out an involuntarily cry of pleasure.

Her fingers avidly sought the pillow in front of her, and she dug her nails deep into its cushiony surface. Tremors of ecstasy coursed through her body, reducing her to nothing more than a quivering mass of flesh, and as Dane kept up his frantic pace, she moaned thickly, clutching the pillow even tighter.

It only took a few more vigorous thrusts before Dane pulled out, then she heard the sound of him taking the condom off, followed by the smack-smack-smack of him furiously jacking off. Then with a long, low grunt, he shot a thick, hot rope of cum onto her round ass.

"Oh shit, Jeneda, yes," he moaned as spurt after spurt landed on her rear end.

The feel of it splattering against her backside brought about a second climax, and although it was less intense than the first one, it still caused her body to spasm.

Dane gripped her left hip tightly, digging his fingers into her soft flesh, and as he continued to coat her backside with his gooey ejaculate, she cried out lustfully.

He seemed to have an endless supply of cum, but she guessed it wasn't all that surprising, considering It'd been seven long months since they'd last had sex.

It wasn't until he'd squirted out the list bit of semen that her vaginal muscles stopped clenching, and as he released a contented sigh, she knew for certain that he'd fully unloaded.

She could feel his sperm sliding down her butt and along the back of her legs, and there was also a sizeable glob coasting between her ass cheeks. Knowing that it would quickly trail down to her pussy, she slightly shifted, angling her body so that the slippery fluid veered off its path.

"Babe, could you get me a paper towel?" She anxiously asked. "I'm kinda messy here."

Dane was still breathing hard from his physical exertions, so it took a moment for him to catch his breath. "Sorry, honey," he said in a slightly hoarse voice.

The bed dipped as he got off it, then he hurried to the kitchen. It only took him a few short moments to return, and after retrieving a paper towel, he wiped her butt off, then carefully removed the wad of cum that was tricking down the valley of her butt. Once he'd wiped off all of the creamy fluid, Jeneda relaxed on the bed, and Dane curled up against her side.

He reached up to brush her hair back from her face, then captured her lips in a soft, sweet kiss before pulling back to look deep into her eyes.

"I love you."

"Love you more," she said.

A small smile crept across his face. "That's impossible."

"Is it?"

The corners of his mouth only tugged higher, and he draped a pale arm over the curve of her waist. "Good thing I jacked off in the shower, otherwise I would have come a lot sooner."

"Mmm. Glad you did." She tenderly kissed his sweaty chest, then nuzzled up closer against him. "It's so good to have you home."

"And It's great to be here."

"When you were in prison, I missed cuddling in bed the most. What about you?"

"Falling asleep and waking up with you in my arms."

Her heart melted at his words, and she reached up to trace a finger along the sharp curve of his cheekbone. "It was so lonely without you here. But sleeping in your bed did make me feel closer to you."

"I'm glad." His hands languidly wove their way through her hair. "I never did ask about your trip to Key West. How was it?"

"Great. I had a wonderful time."

"Did you get to spend a lot of time with Riley?"

"I visited him everyday." Her lips pulled into a smile, and in an upbeat voice, she said, "He's made quite a bit of progress."

"Really?"

"Yep. He's able to clearly speak some words now, and even though he hasn't regained use of his motor skills, I think there's a good chance of it happening."

"That's fantastic news, babe."

"I'm probably being too optimistic by saying this, but I'm really hoping he'll be able to walk again." Her eyes lit up at the thought, and excitement welled within her. "I know It'll take a lot of work and time, but it could happen. The doctor never said it was impossible, just that there was a low chance."

"Well if he regained his speech, why shouldn't he be able to walk again someday?" Dane tightened his arm around her waist, then gave her a loving peck on the forehead. "I hope things only continue to get better for him, honey. I really do."

This brought a smile to Jeneda's lips, and she rested her head in the crook of his neck. He buried his face in her hair, inhaling the fragrance of it, and for a long moment, they lay in contented silence.

"What about your mom, how's she doing?"

"Great."

"Did you tell her about me being in prison?"

"Yes."

It seemed that Dane had picked up on her curt tone, because he adjusted his head so that he was able to look into her eyes. She looked right back at him, meeting his expectant gaze, yet instead of elaborating, she only remained quiet.

"And what did she say?"

"She wasn't exactly thrilled, but I explained your situation, and told her you were forced into doing it." A brief pause preceded her next words. "It didn't win you any sympathy, but I did manage to talk her into meeting you."

"Sounds like I have my work cut out for me."

She couldn't help but smile at how cute he looked when worried, and brought her fingers up to smooth the crease that had formed between his brows.

"I wouldn't worry too much about it. My mom Isn't the type to stay upset for very long. And besides, you're good looking and charming, so you know she'll end up liking you."

"I don't know anything," he doubtfully said. "But I do hope she'll be able to forgive my past and give me a fair chance."

"I'm sure she will, hon." She lazily traced a finger along his lips, and as he gave it a playful nip with his teeth, she faintly giggled.

"So I've been meaning to ask you," Dane said, and a serious look came onto his face. "Have you seen Daniel or Adrian around lately?"

"I haven't seen Daniel at all, but I ran into Adrian about five months ago."

"Really?" Dane's brow furrowed. "I don't remember you telling me that."