Just Breathe Again (23 page)

  The first slap was unexpected. She gasped.

  It stung as Jeannie bit her bottom lip and let the sting travel through her. His finger inched deeper, and he slapped her again this time harder.

  “Oh, God.” She yelled, enjoying him more that she realized. She felt her cunt vibrate against his finger. Again, he slapped her and then rubbed her stinging ass.

  “Are you still okay with this, Jeannie?” he asked.

  “God, yes. It feels so good.”

  “Come, Jeannie. Come on my hand.”

  Slap, over and over, as his finger pressed against her clit. It was a beautiful torture. She felt herself come on his hand and she couldn’t stop it as he slapped her ass one more time and the vibration of his fingers against the lips of her cunt sent her spiraling out of control.  He let her ride out the orgasm as she bucked up against him and pressed her ass against his throbbing dick. He wanted to fuck her so bad it killed him not to take her right there.

  “That’s my good girl. Jesus, you are drenched and still throbbing. You must like this.”

 She was only able to nod.

“Stay like you are. I will be right back.” Kane walked away leaving Jeannie on all fours. Her legs were becoming tired and her knees ached, but she was anticipating what he was going to do to her next. It didn’t take him long and he was back inside the bedroom. Jeannie turned her head to look behind her.

  “Stay looking forward, baby,” he said. His body was pressed up against her skin and yet he was still fully dressed. Startlingly, she felt him insert a lubricated finger inside her ass. It made her cry out. Jeannie didn’t cry out from the pain. She cried out from the pleasure of him touching her in an unexpected place.

  “Do you like this?” he asked, after he took his finger out.

  “Dear God, Kane. Please don’t stop. It was wonderful.”

  “I have another surprise for you. Stay like you are.” She heard him rustle around behind her driving the anticipation even higher.

  “What is it?” She didn’t know why she asked. He wasn’t going to tell her.

  “What I want you to do is relax. Let your body just go and stick your ass out more for me.” Jeannie gasped when something went into her ass other than Kane’s finger. Her pussy trembled with eagerness.

  She gasped again when yet another was inserted inside her. He cupped her sex with one hand as he slowly eased something Jeannie thought were beads into her. Complete ecstasy took over Jeannie.

  “Are you still okay, baby?” he asked. Jeannie nodded and moaned. She heard his belt buckle jingle and then his pants hit the floor. Kane’s cock was now bare and pushed up against her. All her senses were on high alert when surprisingly, he inserted another bead inside. He eased his cock into her pussy slowly as another bead went inside her. The penetrating of her pussy and the beads in her ass was bringing her quickly to an orgasm. The feelings were more intense than anything she had ever felt before. Kane began to thrust harder and more rhythmic. Jeannie was shocked at how good it was. She grabbed onto the bed sheets to steady herself. He was pushing deeper and the orgasm was right on the edge.

  “Are you okay? Does it hurt you?” His voice was so strained and raspy.

  “No, Kane. I’m going to come so hard.” Jeannie cried out. Just as she was going over the edge, Kane began to pull the beads out of her and the orgasm racked her body. The sounds coming out of her mouth were of pure erotic satisfaction. She never had an orgasm as intense as the final bead came out and Kane came inside her. They bucked together, their bodies’ slick with sweat, locked together in a dance of sexual intimacy. Jeannie fell on the bed and Kane collapsed on top of her. Jeannie had never felt so satisfied in her life. She wanted to look at him so she turned over to face him. He braced himself on his elbows and stared into her eyes.

  “I love you.”

  “I love you too, Kane,” she sighed running her hands through his hair. He bent back down and bathed her in luscious licks and kisses. It was such a private and intimate act and brought her to tears after he was done.

   They stayed in bed talking and touching. Kane didn’t want to get up and neither did Jeannie. It was nice to know they had the whole house to themselves, and no time restraints or interruptions. When their stomachs started to growl, they made dinner together, and she showed him how to make the best salad he ever had. They ate by candle light and decided afterward to take a walk out on his property. He wanted to take her for a horseback ride.

   The horse was beautiful and Jeannie loved riding her with Kane. It was such a romantic evening she didn’t want it to end, but she also wanted to get back in bed with him. He took her down to the pond where two swans were swimming. They put a blanket down and watched the sun disappear.

  “You are something else, Jeannie Franklin,” he said. She sat between his legs, and he wrapped his arms around her. She felt so safe and snug with him. It was like the feeling she had with Vince, only different in a way she couldn’t describe.

  “Why do you say that?” She asked turning her head and looking in his deep blue eyes. He kissed her, and she softened into his wet perfect lips.

  “I can’t believe how we came together. It’s such a small world. Here you were married to the man that got my wife pregnant. They both passed away and his daughter by my wife brought us together. It could be a novel or a movie.”

  She felt his arm loosen as he was digging in his pants pockets. 

  “I know it’s soon, but I can’t hold back anymore,” he said, taking out a Tiffany’s box and slowly opening it. The ring was stunning. The platinum band held four carats of Tiffany diamonds and was unbelievable.

  Jeannie looked shocked as she turned around to face him.

  “I can’t imagine not having you in my life. I love you, Carmen loves you, and I want is to marry you. I want to be with you and Michael and, Marsha,” he said, rolling his eyes.

  “Will you marry me?”

  Tears filled Jeannie’s eyes as she looked into her future for the first time. But, looking into her future brought her to her back to her past.

  “Kane, I…I can’t,” she cried.  Jeannie jumped up and ran back to the house she saw in the distance. She had to get out of there. She ran as fast as she could to the room she made love to Kane in hours before and quickly found her suitcase. Kane was walking back with the two horses and she had enough time to get out before he caught up to her and changed h

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hrowing her half zipped suitcase in the passenger side she slid in, started the car, and pealed out. Jeannie left the man she loved standing in the driveway looking at her, wondering what he did wrong. 

 She drove halfway down the road away from Kane’s home and was crying so hard she had to stop the car and pull over. Her cell phone had no signal, and she needed to talk to Marsha.

  How could she run off so fast? She was in love with this man yet she couldn’t picture ever marrying anyone else. She was married to Vince and he was all she had known. The tears streamed down her face as she tried to calm down and drive the hour back home. 

  Finally settling down, she called Marsha and told her what happened through more tears and a broken voice. 

 “Settle down this minute. Get home and we’ll talk. Please settle down while you’re driving. I don’t want you getting in an accident.” 

  The hour took forever, and she saw Marsha’s driveway in the distance. Marsha was waiting for her in the garage and she ran into her arms and cried.

 “I can’t believe I reacted like I did. I saw the ring, and I lost it. He’s not going to forgive me for this. I have run out on him twice,” she cried.

  “It’s okay. Kane will understand. It was too soon. You have to calm down and call him. You love this man and he loves you. Please calm down and give him an explanation.”

  “I will. I can’t marry him. Not now. He isn’t… He isn’t Vince.”

  “No, he isn’t Vince. No one will be Vince. He is Kane, and he loves you. Kane doesn’t want to replace Vince. He wants to be your husband, with a new life and new dreams. No one wants to replace Vince, honey. No one can,” said Marsha, trying to reason with her. 

  “I love him, Marsha. I don’t know why I did that.”

  “You do know. You have to stop living like this. You have grieved enough and now it’s time to live. Vince and Lydia would be pissed at you. I don’t know how much more I can tell you.” 

  They went to the back patio, and Marsha got Jeannie a glass of wine. She calmed down after one glass and after the second glass she had the courage to call Kane. 

  “Please sit here with me while I call him,” she said, as she dialed his number on her cell phone.

  The phone rang and his voicemail picked up after the first ring. She started to cry again when she heard his voice. 

  “He’s not answering. I blew it this time, Marsha,” she said, drinking her wine in one gulp.

  “Give him time. He might not have his phone with him or he just needs time to sort it all out. Call again later.”

  She did, and she called every day for a week and then a month. He didn’t pick up her calls. After three months of not speaking to him, she called Carmen. She didn’t answer.

  Jeannie made it through, and moved on with her life. She worked, took care of Michael, read, and spent time with Marsha. She didn’t hear from Carmen and knew it was over when Carmen quit calling. It broke her heart to know she ruined something so special. Not only did she have Carmen in her life, she grew to love like a daughter, she had this most incredible man in love with her. She threw his love away because she was scared. 

  Finally, after giving up all hope, she heard from Carmen one evening. She said she was coming to talk to her. It didn’t sound good. Jeannie wanted to see her and they agreed to meet at the same place they first met.

  As she pulled up, Carmen was waiting inside. Jeannie felt the tears when she walked up to her and they embraced. This time, no one ate. They ordered coffee and Carmen began talking.

  “You know you broke his heart. I’ve not seen him in such a bad way. He didn’t even act this bad when mom died. I’m telling you, he loved you with his whole heart and soul, Jeannie.”

 “I’m so sorry, Carmen. I wish I could take it back. I miss him so much. I shouldn’t have run.”

 “He took a leave of absence from his job and didn’t leave the house for a month.” She laced her fingers around her coffee cup and looked down.

  “Dear God.” Jeannie started to cry. Carmen sipped her coffee and didn’t say too much. The silence was almost intolerable.

  “Will he ever forgive me and talk to me?” asked Jeannie.

  “I don’t know, I can talk to him. He’s so hurt, Jeannie. I don’t want to see this happen to him again. I can’t let my dad be hurt again.” She gazed into Jeannie’s eyes and didn’t blink making her point.

  “I made a mistake. I love your father. I didn’t mean to hurt him. I was scared and I did something so

Stupid. I want another chance, Carmen,” she cried. The waitress kept looking over at them.

  “I’ll see what I can do. I miss you too, Jeannie, and I miss Michael. I started to feel comfortable like I had a true family again. I was so excited to know you might be my mom and seeing my dad so happy, made me feel like life would be good again,” she said, as she touched Jeannie’s hand.

  “These past three months I realized how much I miss him. I’m so lost without him and I want him back, Carmen,” Jeannie was crying hard and trying to wipe her eyes with a napkin. 

 “He doesn’t know I met you today. I’ll go and see him when we’re done. I can’t promise anything, Jeannie. Once my dad is hurt or someone does something to him, he doesn’t give second chances. He’s determined and stubborn.”

  Jeannie bowed her head, defeated.

 Carmen promised to call her after she talked to her dad either way. They agreed, no matter what happened between Jeannie and her dad, they would stay in touch.

  It was the following week and Carmen called. Jeannie was sure Kane wasn’t going to give her another chance. How could she blame him for what she did? She didn’t deserve another chance.

  “Jeannie?”

  She held her breath waiting to hear. Would he see her or was it over forever?

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ith her eyes closed, Jeannie waited to hear.

  “He’ll see you. I can’t promise he’ll forgive you. He’s willing to hear you out and that’s a good sign with my dad.”  

  He would be home and alone that coming weekend. Jeannie agreed and decided that whatever the outcome she would handle it. She had to tell him she was sorry, if nothing else. 

  As the week passed, and the weekend drew closer, Marsha was reluctant to let her go alone.

  “What if he’s so angry he takes you hostage or worse yet, kills you?”

  “Are you insane? You’ve met Kane several times.”

 “You hurt his manhood, Jeannie. Guys don’t take that lightly, especially powerful men like him. These politicians can make things happen and wipe out people with no trace. Don’t you watch television?”

  “You’re watching too much television. Kane’s different, Marsha. If anything he’ll tell me to get lost. He’ll have the last word. Isn’t that what men want? I hurt his manhood, remember. I have to tell him how sorry I am. I have to see him again and let him tell me to my face he wants us to be over for good.”

  “Please call me and let me know what’s going on, or at least text me. I want his address in case I have to come out there. Didn’t you say he had a pond?”

  Jeannie took her time driving to his house. This wasn’t like the last time she drove to Kane’s house.  She had no idea what to expect. Her stomach was clenched and hurting. Her body shook as she drove closer. All types of things rushed through her head.