It's Looking Like a Sunny Night

Sunny stood alone in her kitchen, putting the final touches on a meal that has been years in the making. It has been over a decade since the last time she had cooked for Jax and her hands could not stop shaking. She was light-headed and tingling from the tips of her fingers to the tips of her toes. Hell, even her vagina was fluttering about in her panties. She placed the paring knife that was in her hand onto the cutting board and paused slicing the ball of fresh mozzarella for a second.

Girl, you better simmer down. You damn near sliced your finger off, busy thinking about him. Memories of him had her tripping so hard, that she hadn’t even realized that she picked the knife back up and had resumed slicing the cheese. That man had a major voodoo hold on her that she couldn’t seem to be released from, and she was totally fine with that.

For the first time since he made that 1,000-mile move on her and their relationship, the moon and stars had lined up to where they were both single and in the same place at the same time. Finally, an interaction between them that wasn't through video chat, but actually in person. As a matter of fact, she was turning her cell phone off for the night. She had a house phone in case of an emergency.

Even though this long-awaited reunion was going to last only for the night, Sunny was filled with joy. Jax was in town for a work convention and decided to stay tonight with her instead of getting a hotel room like everyone else that was attending from his firm.

When the doorbell rang, her nerves kicked back into high gear. She opened her door to see Jax standing there, and instantly felt warm all over. He was standing on her porch, looking like a young Denzel Washington. “Damn. I have missed you,” Jax said, while grabbing ahold of both sides of Sunny’s face, and slowly kissing her. On the forehead, each cheek, her nose, ending the cascades finally on her lips. He full-mouthed kissed her like she was a tall glass of ice-cold water and he was in the middle of the Nevada desert in July. She eagerly accepted his attention like a starved child getting her first real meal in months.

While still holding her face, he looked into her eyes and said, “These aren’t going to be the only set of lips and cheeks that I’ll be kissing tonight. Trust that.” He smirked with one side of his smile curving upward and her pussy jumped at the thought of his tongue licking her down there. She remembered the last time that he did and she sure hoped he had not lost his magic. He smiled slyly at her. “I bet you don’t remember the last time we took a shower together.”

“Actually, I do”, she replied with her own smile. “Maybe we can do a reenactment.” Sunny opened the door wide to let him walk in. She walked over to the hallway closet, hung up his coat and placed his bags inside. She then grabbed his hand, and took him to her bathroom. They both stripped down, with Jax looking at each part of her body as she slowly revealed herself.

Once naked, Sunny turned the water on and he held her hand as they entered the stand-in shower. He locked eyes with her as he slowly dropped to his knees and licked her pussy right there in the shower. Her leg was over his shoulder and he had such a grip on her ass, that she could not move even if she wanted to. He sucked on her clit until he felt it pulsating on his tongue from her having orgasm. He then let her leg back down, stood up, and turned her around. Jax put her hands on the wall in front of her while kissing her neck and back. He put his foot on the caddy against the wall, spread her ass cheeks, and entered her pussy from behind. He fucked her hard and fast in the shower. He held onto her hips and slammed her pussy onto his dick repeatedly. Her hair was completely soaked and laying around her shoulders. He moved her hair to one side so he could continue to kiss and suck on her neck.

Jax watched the water run down his nose, creating a mini waterfall that splashed around his pelvis every time her ass slapped back against him. His goal was not just to fuck up her pussy for the night. He was trying to fuck up her entire life. He wanted this night to ruin any chances for another man to be able to be with her. He whispered to her how beautiful she was and how great it felt to be inside her again after all this time. He was hopelessly falling back in love with her all over again. He let her know that there had not been another woman like her in his life and there never will be. He worked her body so hard just to show her that he meant every word.

“You think you going to have me turned out with all these tricks and it ain’t happening. Ain’t nobody stunting on you, sir!” she shook her head at him while turning the shower off. He opened the shower door and stepped out. Jax then turned to face her, scooped her up in his arms, carried her to the bed then laid her down. He picked up a towel and dried her off first and then himself. “Oh yeah? So none of my methods worked? And here I am, thinking I put the smackdown on that sweet candy ass.” he said, laughing. She laid against the pillows, and shook her head at him, with a lazy smile on her face.

He got in the bed next to her and pulled the covers over them. She snuggled in next to him, with her head on the crease of his elbow, her facing his chest, and her leg thrown over his hip. They lay there, looking into each other’s eyes, letting their eyes do the talking for them. He put his hand on the side of her face and gently kissed her. She smiled while slowly closing her eyes. In a matter of seconds, she had drifted off to sleep. The sunrise was not far off. He looked at her sleeping peacefully with a smile on her face and was glad he decided to secretly transfer his job back here. He chuckled to himself as he closed his eyes and settled in to sleep. He just remembered that they never did get around to eating dinner.