Timeless Love (9 page)

"Indelli, the boss wants to know if you made
the collections."

Jack's gaze scanned Cathy's figure in a
leering way. Joey felt annoyance build, not only for the look the
scuzz bucket gave his girl, but the fact McGonagall sent his flunky
to check up on him. He had never done that before.
His girl? He
thought of Cathy as his girl?

"Babe, go on ahead. I'll meet you in the drug
store."

She looked tentatively between the two men,
nodded, and headed down the hill stealing glances back.

"Hot chick, she yours? I wouldn't mind
fu–"

Joey grabbed Jack by the throat and slammed
him up against the wall of the building. Jack had more muscle but
Joey had seven inches of height on him.

"You don't ever look at her, you dig? You
don't talk to her or think about her. You tell McGonagall I'll be
by tomorrow with his friggin' money. Don't come by my place
again."

He let go and Jack coughed, wheezed, and
rubbed his throat, giving Joey a threatening look. He snarled,
climbed into his blue Impala, and sped off laying rubber in his
wake.

Joey watched the car disappear over the hill.
His fists clenched in rage.

****

Catherine had to admit she enjoyed the day.
Awaking at sunrise, she wasn't so certain she would. When she’d
first cracked open her eyes, she found herself wrapped around Joey
like a quilt. They were facing each other, her head tucked under
his chin, and her hands curled next to his chest while his arms
encircled her. Never had she felt so warm, safe, and protected. To
awaken every morning next to this stunning man would indeed be
satisfying. However, her sentimental feelings gave way to cold
reality when their conversation of the previous night played
through her mind.

First and foremost, she was a little hurt and
annoyed. After begging Joey to show her everything with regard to
physical pleasure, he took a shower and went to bed. Leaving her
alone was a patent rejection and it still stung. Perhaps he was
embarrassed that he 'came in his pants'. What did she know of men?
Absolutely nothing.

Then he questioned her return home and doubted
her hypothesis. How dare he? She was not without scientific
knowledge, but then how do you explain the unexplainable? She had a
'feeling' deep in her soul that she had the solution to returning
to her time.

Catherine tried to stay annoyed and peevish at
Joey, but doing so was a losing prospect. He coaxed her out of her
annoyance with relative ease. He was buoyant and outgoing through
their lovely walk in the park. Truly, how could she resist his
charms?

They bought hot chocolate and sat on a bench
talking for hours. Afterwards, Joey took her for a drive around the
city, pointing out various landmarks and explaining the history.
Saint John was very old. It was Canada's first incorporated city
and Loyalists from the Revolutionary War settled here. Joey's tour
was all very fascinating.

They enjoyed a fine meal at the Riviera
Restaurant. Catherine had never seen such a place with dark wood
panels, candles on the table, and such an abundance of food. She
had enjoyed a strawberry milkshake and almost asked for
another.

She was tempted to bring up the subject of the
horrid man who had been waiting outside the door to his apartment,
but she did not want to ruin what had turned out to be an idyllic
day.

Now, back at Joey's apartment, the sun was
starting to set. He had the television set on while he put away the
few groceries they bought at the food store uptown. Curious, she
never took to this entertainment box. It did not hold her interest
for long.

There were doctors walking about looking grave
and concerned. The doctor was a fine looking man. The show called
Medical Center broke away for what Joey explained was a commercial.
Was this Medical Center filmed at the hospital next door? She must
ask Joey later.

Joey walked in the parlor and stood with his
arms crossed. "About last night, I want us to continue where we
left off. You wanted me to show you everything. I'm ready,
babe."

Chapter Nine

Joey couldn't stop thinking about Cathy the
whole time they were out. He had wanted to plan his seduction down
to the last detail. However, standing before her now, all his
well-laid plans flew out the window. He had confidence in his
sexual skills and had no complaints from women. With Cathy,
however, he acted like an awkward greenhorn. He was sixteen all
over again. Last night was the proof.

He wanted her now. Cathy made the invitation
and he wasn't going to deny himself this slice of
paradise.

Cathy stood and walked toward him, her rounded
and well-shaped hips swaying seductively. She looked sexy in jeans.
Hell, she would be sexy in a flour sack.
Already his body
began to quake with lustful anticipation. His inner fires were
stoked and his blood began to boil. Her wild innocence drove him
crazy.

She stood in front of him, her breasts brushed
against his chest as she moved back and forth. He could see her
pebbled and erect nipples standing out through the tie-dye
t-shirt.

"Kiss me."

Her husky demand was all he needed. Joey
grasped her face and leaned down to devour her lips. The kiss was
even more intense than the previous one. Cathy tasted of raw
desire, a need to be satisfied, and a need to be fucked. He walked
her backwards until she touched the wall, not breaking the
kiss.

Cathy groaned, her tongue met his rhythm and
curled and caressed his own. His hands cupped her breasts, lifting
and squeezing them. They were the perfect size for him, a handful
and then some. Joey reached down for the hem of her T-shirt. He
pulled it up and tossed it aside. He broke the kiss long enough to
get her shirt past her head.

Slow down. Slow down.

The phrase played over and over again in his
head like a skipping record. He didn't want to blast-off
prematurely again. He reached behind her and unfastened her bra.
Joey removed it and threw it to the floor. Cathy broke the
kiss.

"Heavens, you do work quickly."

Not what he expected. Joey thought she would
hide her naked breasts and lower her head in innocent shyness. Not
his girl. She smiled and looked him straight in the eye.

"What is next?"

Joey laughed. "What do you want me to
do?"

"Take me to bed."

He swept her up in his arms and carried her
into his bedroom. He laid her gently on his bed. Unzipping her
jeans, he pulled them off along with the bikini
underwear.

She lay before him completed naked. His gaze
drank in the vision stretched out before him. Cathy's hips were
well rounded and her legs long and gorgeous. He couldn't wait to
wrap them around his waist while he pounded his cock inside her.
Her breasts were perfection. Joey didn't know where to
start.

"Your turn, Joey."

He pulled off his shirt, unzipped his jeans,
and stepped out of them. He removed his underwear and socks. Cathy
leaned up on her elbows. Her sensual perusal of his body fanned the
flames burning inside him.

"Joey, you are beautiful. I never imagined a
man could be so perfectly sculpted." She held out her hand, he took
it and climbed in to bed next to her. He was so hard and he wanted
her so much.

He positioned himself on top of her, his knees
spreading her legs apart.

"I'm going to make you ready for me." His hand
moved downward until his fingers teased her curls. He moaned, she
was wet already. Joey plunged two fingers inside and her back
arched off the bed. She gasped at the invasion. She was so damned
tight. Cathy's inner muscles clenched and caressed his fingers
urging him deeper. His thumb found her clit and he rubbed
vigorously. Her eyes widened in surprise.

"You've never touched yourself before?"
Cathy shook her head. Joey reached for her hand and guided it
between her legs. He took two of her fingers and moved them all
around the outer lips of her pussy.

"You're wet and aroused. You're ready for my
cock."

He continued the thrust of his fingers. Her
breath became more frayed and uneven. He guided her fingers to her
hardened clit. She gasped aloud again.

"Touch yourself there. Up and down strokes or
a circular motion, whatever you want."

He let go of her fingers and watched her
tentative self-pleasuring circular strokes. She enthusiastically
threw herself into the task. Joey slowed his thrusts to match her
hand movements.

Cathy moaned. Her desire sent a blast of lust
straight to his already stiff cock. He had never seen anything as
beautiful as he watched the awed passion on her gorgeous
face.

"That's it, let yourself feel. Go faster if
you want."

She did, so he sped up his pace.

"Oh, Joey, what is happening?" She cried in
between her gasps and moans.

"Come for me, babe."

Cathy screamed, loud enough to rattle his
window. Her head bounced off the pillow and shook from side to
side. Her body trembled and her luscious juices flowed over his
fingers. He stopped and pulled out, her pussy didn't want to let
him go, the muscles were contracting around him.

With his arms propped up on either side of
her, he leaned down to kiss her gorgeous lips. He was gentle at
first since she still quaked from her orgasm. The kiss soon turned
to a deeper possession and a thorough claiming.

Joey broke the kiss and reached for the
condoms. Tearing the package open, he looked back at Cathy. Her
beautiful face showed a mixture of breathless passion but also a
frank inquisitiveness. Always so curious. Joey took the condom out
of the package. She reached for the rubber and stroked it between
her fingers, her eyebrows crossed in a questioning
manner.

"It's called a rubber. I wear it on my cock.
The condom prevents the sperm from entering inside you and lessens
the change of pregnancy." He had never talked so much during sex,
but found he didn't mind. Watching Cathy experience lust and desire
for the first time was groovy.

"May I put the rubber on you?" Her look showed
curiosity and wonderment mingled with blatant lust.

He wasn't going to last, even now he could
feel his balls tighten in anticipation. His cock wasn't overly
huge, but he wasn't exactly small either. The last thing he wanted
to do was hurt her. He held his erection with both hands and she
moved toward him and unrolled the condom over his prick like a pro.
She looked up at him and smiled with a certain feminine
satisfaction in a job well done.

"Will you do that to me again? Make me
'come'?"

"Oh yeah, lay down, babe. I'm going to make us
both come, if possible at the same time."

"How wonderful and utterly fascinating!" She
smiled.

"Sex might not be wonderful at first. You
might feel pain for a moment."

Joey couldn't wait. With her legs spread, his
erect cock moved straight for the beckoning paradise of her
glistening pussy. He teased her opening with the head of his shaft
and moved his cock in slightly and then pulled back out. He rubbed
his prick over her swollen clit causing her to groan. Cathy didn't
act like any virgin he ever imagined, especially one from the past.
Thank God.

He slid in halfway. So wet and slick. Her heat
surrounded his cock. Joey could feel the singe of flame through the
rubber. He didn't move. Joey let her grow accustomed to his girth
and size. His arms trembled; his teeth gnashed. Holding back took
everything he had.

Cathy moaned and lifted her hips and his cock
slid in deeper.

"Wait..." Joey croaked.

"I cannot!" She cried as she thrust her hips
upward taking him to the hilt. The air whooshed out of her lungs
and she bit her lip.

"Damn it, I hurt you?"

Cathy lifted her hand to his cheek and her
thumb brushed along his chin. "No, it was only a pinch. Do you know
how wonderful you feel inside me? It is as if you belong. As if I
have been waiting for you to be here with me like this all of my
life."

Her words brought tears to his eyes. He
blinked them back.
Yeah, real cool, crying while having sex.
Joey took her hand, kissed it then laid it over his heart. His hips
began to move with a slow circular shift and then he pulled all the
way out. Cathy groaned as he slowly thrust back in. Reaching with
one hand to cup her ass, he angled her so each slide of his prick
stroked her swollen hard little nub. His instinct and his desire
roared for him to pound his cock hard and fast. He managed to find
a rhythm in his thrusts of measured control and tenderness yet
peppered with plenty of raw lust.

Cathy wrapped those coltish legs around his
hips allowing him to go even deeper. The musky scent of sex
intermingled and surrounded them. Both were sweating from the
intensity of their desire. He had never felt this before.
Ever.
He held back, wanting them to peak together. Joey
recognized the signs and he knew Cathy was close. She cried out and
he let himself fly with her. They quaked together, shook and
shuddered. His long, husky animal growl didn't even sound like him.
Collapsing next to her, his arms gave out from the intensity of his
climax. He pulled her into his embrace and they lay for a long time
in each other's arms. It took a few moments to catch their
breath.