Hope's Chance(69)

His hands cupped my breasts while still in my cami top. I wanted him to be touching my bare skin, but he continued teasing me. I began rocking my body back and forth while sitting on top of him. His hands reached around and grabbed both of my butt cheeks as he began pulling me into him even harder.

“Chance please.” I begged.

His lips brushed against mine. “Please what baby?” He teased.

I felt Chances hand slide up the inside of my shorts. He could immediately feel my readiness when his fingers reached my soft spot. I was so turned on that I was panting for his touch. “Please don’t stop.” I begged.

I felt his finger enter inside of me. I rocked my body up and down as he guided it in and out. The friction sent thrills deep into my core and I wanted to scream when my body started to uncontrollably convulse. When I leaned my head on his shoulder to catch my breath, he leaned his mouth against my ear. “Don’t get too tired Hope, I am just beginning baby.”

Chance guided me to stand up and he quickly climbed out of the chair. He leaned me over and stood behind me, running his hands up to my hips. He pulled me back against his hard penis and I could feel the pressure of it rubbing against my butt.

Within seconds, he had grabbed the elastic of my shorts and pulled them down off of my backside, revealing my naked butt to him. He rubbed one of the cheeks before I heard the zipper of his pants sliding down. I stood there bent over just waited for him to be inside of me. It was like I need him to be closer to me than he already was. I couldn’t explain why I needed him; I just knew that I did.

Chance was gentle as he slid inside of me. He picked up to a speedy pace almost instantly. I could tell he liked this position, because he was in total control. His hands were tight around my waist and with each thrust; it felt like he entered a little more. When Chance finally climaxed, he laid his spent body over my back. I could feel the sweat from his chest against my hot skin. His breathing was heavy, but he continued to kiss my back.

“You were supposed to be sleeping in my bed. We haven’t even made it that far yet.” He joked.

Chance walked right out of his pants, leaving them on the floor in the living room. I followed him into the bedroom where he pulled down the covers for me before climbing in himself. He held one of his arms up, allowing me to cuddle my body against his. “I love you baby.”

I looked up into his brown eyes. “Not as much as I love you Chance. I would do anything for you.”

“I know Hope. That means so much.”

I closed my eyes and easily fell asleep knowing that he didn’t have to go home tomorrow, because he already was home.




Chance

I held Hope in my arms and couldn’t fall asleep as easily as she had. My mind was a crazy mess of what had transposed in the last two days. Just a few hours ago, I was in a jail cell, but now I was home in my bed with my beautiful girlfriend in my arms.

Mark had done a three sixty and was now okay with me never going back to South Carolina again. He seemed genuinely okay with me being friends with Hope. It wasn’t exactly what I wanted, but it would do for now. At least he knew that I would never hurt her.

For so many nights I had to lay awake missing Hope. Talking to her just wasn’t the same as being near her. I missed her touch and the way that her skin smelled and tasted like honey to me. I longed for her beautiful smile and those sweet kisses she gave me.

There were some nights that I broke down and cried. Part of it may have been the alcohol, but I truly missed her. It hurt so much being away and feeling like a part of me was missing. I didn’t understand how my feelings for her had intensified, until I saw her at that airport. She was everything to me; my reason for living.

Her little seduction tonight was unnecessary. She already knew I wanted her. She didn’t have to wear certain clothes or act in different ways. I didn’t care how she looked, because she would always be perfect in my eyes.

I couldn’t explain it and I didn’t want to. I squeezed my arms tighter around her and kissed the top of her head. This wasn’t a dream. I was really here in the pool house.

I assumed that my being back would warrant me to make some major decisions about my future. Since I had talked Hope into registering for college, I knew it was time for me to do the same. It was already too late for this semester, but by next semester, I would be sitting in classrooms again.

It had been such a long time since I wanted a future, but now that I had Hope, I could see myself having a real shot at a life. I wanted to be someone that she could be proud of, not someone who lives in a pool house, because he has given up the will to do anything with his future. No, I had to change.

I finally closed my eyes and imagined my future with Hope. I could see us graduating college and buying our first place. I pictured us being engaged and the look on her face when I actually popped the question. I thought about us starting a family and the birth of our first child.

I wanted all of these things and I only wanted them with Hope.

But…what if she wasn’t sure about me? What if I was just a now relationship? What if Hope did not want me forever?

I slid myself away from Hope’s sleeping body and sat up in my bed. My fingers brushed away the hair that was blocking her face. Tears filled my eyes just imagining a life without her. She was so young and there was a possibility that she didn’t know what she wanted her future to be yet. She surely didn’t know when we first met. The only thing Hope had been sure of was how much she hated school.