A Hope and a Chance (Page 77)

A Hope and a Chance(77)
Author: Jennifer Foor

“Hope, Susan and I had a weird kind of relationship. We were never exclusive. It was more of a mutual agreement. We would hook up every once in a while, but that’s all it was, just a hook up for me.”

I could hear the words coming out of his mouth, but I just couldn’t believe he was telling me. I never imagined him being that type of person; the kind that had a fuck buddy, per se. Then again, I could see why he’d go along with it. He was strappingly handsome, and she was obviously older. My question was why he’d be so weird about explaining. Something was going on, and I was afraid to ask what it was.

“Chance, do you have feelings for her?”

“No! Of course not, but when things went wrong in Pennsylvania, she was there for me. It only stopped when we moved here. I hadn’t spoken to her in over a month before I met you and I haven’t talked to her since. I swear. It never meant anything to me except a good time.”

“I still don’t understand. Are you telling me this because you think she might still want you?” I’d already accused him of cheating on me in the past. I couldn’t feel this jealous without him getting upset. I had to trust that he was being honest with me, because I knew in my heart that we were on the same page.

He sat down beside me and took my hand into his. His eyes turned to me. Right away I could see the worry in his eyes. “I’m telling you this because we’re hiding our relationship. When Susan gets here, she’ll just assume I’m single. Hope, I can’t tell her about us, unless you want your father to know. I’m not saying that I know for sure she would tell, but I know that she would be jealous that I’m in love with you. I never felt that way about her. I’m just concerned that things could get awkward while she is here. I don’t want you to ever doubt how devoted I am to us. You need to keep that in mind.”

“I’ll be eighteen on the thirty-first of December. As much as I’d like to make an official announcement about us, I know I can’t ruin the wedding. If you tell me that I have nothing to worry about, I believe you.” I couldn’t imagine seeing him with another woman. It would tear me apart inside, even if he was rejecting her. It was the fact that she could touch him in front of everyone when I still couldn’t.

I squeezed his hand. “You’re right about not telling her. I don’t want to risk our family going into turmoil, because of something we have been doing behind all of their backs.”

“Hope, I promise you that I have no interest in being with her ever again.”

“You had to like her a little to want to sleep with her. What does she look like?”

He shook his head. “No. We’re not even going to talk about this. It’s irrelevant, and we’re wasting time on each other talking about it.”

“Fine.” I smiled, realizing that we were in fact alone with nothing but time to spend naked. “Are you going to take off your drawers or do I have to beg?” I was certain that we could get back to where we’d left off quite quickly.

As Chance began to remove his boxers, I thought about how much I hated someone I hadn’t even met yet. He may think that everything was okay, but I was definitely worried. Somewhere in the back of my mind I wondered what this woman could be thinking about seeing him again. Perhaps she had hope they’d hook up again. I didn’t know how I’d be able to sit there watching her flirt with him. It was definitely going to be difficult.

I’d finally told her about Susan. She didn’t need me to go into any specific details; it would have just made her more upset. I knew that I had to tell her. Susan was going to come here and assume I was free to hook up with, and I had no way of telling her anything different.

She was a free spirited girl who didn’t like taking no for an answer. That mixed with the simple fact that we already had history together was a bad thing. She was going to try to get me alone, and Hope would probably flip out about it.

I dropped my boxers and climbed into bed with my sexy girlfriend, who was already removing the rest of her clothes. I loved the way that her sweat suit fit her body, but when she took it off, I liked her new appearance better.

As much as I wanted to be intimate, I knew it was just as fun to sit there admiring just how perfect she was to me. Her smooth skin had a glow as the light came in through the mini-blinds. She lowered her chin and looked over at me watching her. When her lips separated I immediately licked mine. She was feet away from me, but I could recall exactly what it tasted like to have her tongue in my mouth. Her long eyelashes batted as she blinked, and a half-smile formed as she intently gazed at my naked physique. “See something you want, baby?”

“Oh, I think you know I want it all.” She seemed confident with her reply, and I knew it was because she knew exactly what was about to happen. The anticipation alone was making my dick hard. I pulled Hope on top of me and all of my current worries vanished. She had that effect on me. The way her hands touched me, or the way her body connected with mine, made every other sexual partner weak in comparison. We were in sync with one another, and though she lacked the experience that other’s carried with them, Hope knew me. She understood me in a way that none of them had before. For that reason alone I knew she was the one.

I’d never kissed anyone and felt the passion that I did with her. She had this electrifying demeanor with everything she set out to do. Hope left me in awe, and I craved the attention she gave me. She’d given me a second chance, and I would never take her for granted.

I lay next to her and stroked her hair. “Do you have any idea what you mean to me; what it’s like to finally feel like I matter?”

Hope traced my lips as she replied. “Why do you think I’m here with you, naked in your bed?”

I let her suck on my finger while I closed my eyes and focused on speaking. It was becoming a task with the current actions. “I don’t want you to ever forget how important you are. Without you, my life would be meaningless. You make me want to be a better person.”

“Chance, you were already a good person. Don’t you see that? Don’t you know that you got dealt a shitty hand? It wasn’t because you deserved it.” She smiled and leaned closer to my face. “Now, would you please make love to me, before I burst?”

“Burst? Hell yeah! I wouldn’t want you combusting.” I teased her for the choice of words she’d used.

For the next half hour, I kissed every inch of Hope’s body. I started slowly below her knees and then worked my way up to her neck. When I got to her most tender spots, I took my time and used my tongue to savor her sweetness.