Redeeming (6 page)

“That plan better include me.” She said as she placed her hands on her hips.

“It doesn’t and it won’t…” he replied. “I’m sorry Daniella but that’s the way it has to be.”

“The hell it does!” She screamed as she threw her arms in the air.

Jett closed the distance between them.
“Daniella, you have no clue what you are talking about. I do. I am one of them. This is no place for you… your kind.”

“My kind?” S
he said. “What do you mean by that? A woman?”

“No,” Jett said as he shook his head. “I mean, humans…”

“What?” Daniella replied.

“Look,” he began as he looked into her eyes. “I appreciate everything you’ve done for me. More than I can ever begin to express but this is not your battle. This world I’m part of doesn’t involve you and doesn’t concern you.”

Tears welled up in her eyes. “So what the hell are you saying, Jett? That you don’t want me involved with you because I’m a human?” She choked. “Because that’s what it sounds like… and feels like.”

“No, that’s not what I’m saying… not at all.” He replied. “All I’m telling you is that this is a part of my life that doesn’t require your involvement and that it’s best if you stay here in Pine Hill… where it’s safe.”

Daniella shook her head. “That’s really interesting Jett because I don’t have ‘parts of my life that don’t require your involvement’…” She said. “You
are
my life. What’s all this shit about me staying safe? Cut the crap, Jett…”

“That’s not what I meant, Daniella. You know that.” He replied. “You aren’t listening to what I’m trying to tell you.”

Anger seethed in her veins as she looked at him. She couldn’t believe he was serious but by the look on his face, he made his mind up long before their conversation started. Daniella felt a sudden rush of lightheadedness and in fact, she thought she would faint or possibly even vomit.

“I’m going to be sick…” she said as
she turned around and headed towards the bathroom. Once inside, she slammed the door behind her, locked it, and dropped to her knees.

“Uh… oh… oh no…” she groaned as she knelt over the toilet.

“Daniella,” Jett said as he knocked on the door. “Open up!”

“No!” S
he barked. “Leave me alone. You asshole!”

No sooner did she finish cursing him out than she began to throw up. It was awful. She was a jumble of nervous energy. The pressure was too much to withstand. After she finished, she flushed the toilet and collapsed against the wall.

“Daniella…” Jett said as he knocked softly on the door. “Please, open up.”

Sweat beaded on her upper lip and forehead.
“Jett…” she gasped. “Please, just leave me alone for a few minutes. Please…”

Moments later, his grip loosened on the knob and afterward she heard his footsteps move away from the door and back down the hall. For several minutes, she remained still and tried to collect her thoughts. It was no use. She was so angry with him. How could he do this to her? Why would he do this to her? Fifteen minutes later
after brushing her teeth and gargling with mouthwash, Daniella came out of the bathroom. Jett sat on the floor in the hallway as she walked up to him.

“Are you okay?” H
e asked as he looked up at her.

“A little better, yeah…” she replied as she rubbed her stomach.

“I’m sorry.” Jett replied. “I didn’t mean to upset you but I’m not changing my mind about any of this. I hope you understand.”

Daniella nodded and then stepped over him as she walked towards her bedroom.

“Hey,” he said as she passed by. “Where are you going?”

She disappeared into her room. After a bit of commotion and a loud thud, Daniella reappeared in the doorway to her room. In her
arms, she held blankets and a pillow.

“Oh I understand, Jett…” she said as she walked towards him.

She dropped the pillows and blankets on top of his head. “I understand you’ll be sleeping on the couch tonight.”

“Wait…” he replied as he pulled the fabric away from his face. “The couch? What?”

“You heard what I said.” She replied as she turned away from him and walked back towards her bedroom. She grabbed onto the doorknob and looked back at him. “And we aren’t done with this conversation. Not by a long shot.”

***

Jett stood up from the floor and marched in her direction. Daniella hurried to close the door before he reached her but he managed to block her at the last instant. She leaned her body against it as Jett applied pressure from the other side.

“Daniella…” he began as she grunted and tried to slam the door closed on him. “Why are you acting like this?”

“You know why, Jett!” she yelled. “Now, go to the couch. I don’t want to talk to you right now.”

“No…” he replied. “That’s not going to happen. Let me in.”

“No, Jett!” she said as she banged against the door with her shoulder. Daniella felt her strength start to slip away from her as the moments ticked by. Jett was much too strong for her to fend off for much longer.

“I’m coming in,” he warned as he leaned into the door. As he did, she lost her balance a bit and before she realized it, he burst through the door and sent
her crashing to the ground in the process.

“God damn it, Jett!” Daniella said as she landed on the ground butt first. “I told you I didn’t want you coming in here. Now, leave!”

“I’m not going anywhere, Daniella…” he said. “Not until we talk about this.”

As he spoke, Jett
approached and attempted to help her stand. Indignant, she swatted at as his hand as he drew closer.

“No!” she exclaimed. “I don’t need your help.”

Jett raised his hands in mock surrender as she slowly got to her feet on her own.

“You’re a real jerk. You know that?” she said as she stood.

“Well, if caring about what happens to you makes me a jerk, then I guess I am.” He replied. With that, he closed the distance between them and deftly wrapped his arms around her midsection.

“Hey…” she said as she struggled to break free. “What are you
… doing? I’m really pissed at you right now.”

“Are you?” he asked as he looked into her eyes.

“Yes!” she said as turned her head and averted his gaze. “I am!”

“Well you know,” he began. “They say that you really shouldn’t go to bed angry.”

“Who?” she said with anger as she snapped her head back in his direction. “Who says that?”

Jett shrugged as a sly smile came to his face.
“Really smart people who know about those sorts of things.”

“No
you don’t…” she warned. “Don’t.”

“What?” he asked as he pulled her close. “Don’t what? Is it so wrong to want to be close to you?”

Daniella quickly brought her arms to her chest, crossed them, and looked up to the ceiling.

“That’s not what I mean,” she protested. “And you know it.”

Jett fell silent for a moment and then nuzzled his mouth towards her exposed neck. Chills ran down her spine as he moved close and hovered above her milky flesh.

“What…” he began as he kissed her. “Did you… mean… then?” he continued. With every
pause, he kissed her and with each tender show of affection, her defenses weakened.

“Huh…” Daniella mumbled as her eyes fluttered closed. “What did I do?”

Jett chuckled as she began to melt into him. Her tense posture relaxed while her arms fell to the side.

“No, Jett…” she whispered as she moved her hands down towards his rock hard ass. “Don’t… I’m… mad at you.”

“I know,” he moaned into her neck as he kissed her. “I can tell.”

Without speaking, he swept her up into his arms with ease and headed towards her bed. As he carried her, she draped her arms over his shoulders and clasped her hands together behind his neck. With her eyes trained on his, she moved towards his full, wet lips and pressed her mouth into them.

“Hhhrrmmm…” she groaned as their lips locked and he laid her down on the bed. As she came to rest, Jett straddled her with his thick torso and powerful legs. Daniella wrapped her thighs around his waist and locked them together at the ankle while Jett extended his arms downward on either side of her.

For several minutes, they kissed and delighted in the sensation of one another
’s flesh. It seemed like forever since they’d been together last and in spite of her anger, Daniella was rife with need. The sweetness of Jett’s breath, the softness of his lips and the tenderness of his kiss soon washed away the lingering bits of anger in her mind.

As if sensing the change in her,
the fingers on Jett’s right hand started to deftly make their way underneath the sheer fabric of Daniella’s shirt. Her breath hitched in her throat as his heavily muscled arms brushed against the softness of her skin. With his left, he loosened one button after the next with ease. Before she realized it, the flimsy fabric gave way and the cool air licked against her skin. A slight chill raced along her body and sent goose pimples everywhere in their wake.

All the while, Jett continued to fondle her and grope at her exposed midsection. As the seconds ticked by, his hands made their way further up towards the wispy fabric of her bra. As they approached, her nipples hardened against the sheer material and drove her closer to the point of no return.

While Daniella struggled to catch her breath, Jett traced along the edges of her bra. With each successive sweep of his fingers, he drew closer and closer towards her tender nipples which ached for relief. At last, his large hands swallowed her engorged breasts whole and as they did, he pulled with violence at the fabric of her undergarment. Daniella moaned as he ripped further into the flimsy fabric until her bosom spilled forth and into his hungry, wet mouth.

Daniella
’s back arched as Jett consumed her flesh and gave her nipples the respite and attention they sorely needed. His hot mouth and wet tongue applied vigorous suction against them. Moment after agonizing moment, Jett alternated between her fleshy orbs. He licked, flicked, and savored her pink flesh all the while driving her deeper into a need for… something… more.

With a final tug and a moan from her, Jett split Daniella
’s bra down the center. When the fabric fell away, her ample tits flopped to the side and into his hands. To her delight, he held them there for several more seconds until he released them and began to make his way down the center of her torso, one delicate kiss at a time.

Daniella
’s breath palpitated in her belly as he descended inch after tortuous inch until he reached the top of her jeans. He lingered there for a moment and as he did, she reached down with her fingertips and outlined the broad caps of his round shoulders. She lifted her head up and glanced down towards him. His taut, tight, musculature glistened in the soft glow of her bedroom light. While her eyes drank in the glory of his specimen, he unfastened her jeans.

In sharp contrast to how he removed her bra moments earlier, Jett gently coaxed Daniella to lip her hips upward. Her head fell back on the
mattress and it did, she shifted her hips enough to enable him to slip his fingers into the belt loops on her jeans and remove them. As he did, sensation of the heat from his body and the feel of the air against her skin caused Daniella to shudder in delight.

Jett tossed her jeans to the floor and moved between her legs. She spread them wide as his right leg pressed against the wet veneer of her panties and he straddled her once more. With eagerness, Daniella reached down to the bottom of his t-shirt and tugged it upwards. As she did, the tips of her fingers rubbed along the deep ridges and grooves of his chiseled midsection.

She purred as the cotton bunched up in her fingers and his rippled abs filled her vision. With his assistance, Daniella slipped the shirt over his head and at last the magnificent broad shoulders, thick chest and V-taper appeared before her. His head fell towards hers and within a fraction of a second their lips collided once more. Jett reached behind her neck, grabbed at the back of her head, and pulled her towards him.

She moaned
as their tongues swept and danced within each other’s mouth. Her hands meandered up to his body, first to his chest, then up and around to his back. She squeezed the dense ridges of muscle along his upper back and as she made her way down it, she felt them tighten and flex until she reached the top of his ass. Hard and tight, she grasped it and in combination with her ankles, she did her best to pull him into her.

Jett chuckled as he kissed her and then, h
e broke free from her.

“Did you want something?” he whispered.

Daniella’s lower lip slipped between her teeth. “Mmm, hmmm…” she nodded.

Brazenly, she reached down between his legs and grabbed hold of the hard
bulge in his jeans. Jett smiled when her hand clinched around him and it did, she started to rub it back and forth in earnest. Jett’s head fell back as Daniella continued to stroke him and with each passing second, she felt him grow harder, thicker, fuller… A wry smile formed in the corner of Daniella’s mouth as she watched his desire swell.