I Finally found someone

I Finally found someone

By Mary Eve Parker

Rating: NC17/R

Note: This is one of Mickey’s Challenges – a Conversation Challenge. & thanks Tiff for writing this Challenge

"Shhhhhh....For once in your life Parker just listen without saying anything. For the past six years of my life I have been running and you have been chasing. I am tired of the game Parker, tired of running when all I have ever wanted was to be caught...but not by the Center...but by you. I was never really sure exactly what I wanted until that night in front of the fire on the Island. When I looked into your eyes Parker, I saw what I have been searching for all these years. I saw me...I found myself in your eyes. I have loved you for as long as I can remember. I loved you the minute your hand touched the glass in the sim lab all those years ago and I love you still. I tried to let you go. I've tried to love others, so you could have your freedom and I could have mine. But no one ever knew me the way you do and no one ever made me feel the way you make me feel. Every day I am without you, I feel like my heart dies a little more. I can't bear it anymore. A life without you is no life at all. I would rather be with you for the right reasons then alone for the wrong ones. I was born to love you Mary and I always will." Jarod said capturing her crystal blue eyes with his own.

Her eyes, softly watered, were staring at the ceiling over her bed, her fingers entwined into the fabric of the comforter, her silky nightgown on the bare white skin.

“You know Jarod, it is not that easy.”

“Why do you always say ‘its not that easy’. You have something in your voice when you say it that seems you don’t mean it that way.”

“Jarod …” tears were standing in her eyes and her through got dry and tight “you mean a lot to me Jarod, you know that and I don’t regret any single moment we spend at Ocee’s … but now I am back, I can’t go that easy …. “

“But at least you want to!” He said standing outside her house, seeing the only light in her house, the bedroom.

He had been more often at her house than he had fingers on both hands. He wanted to comfort her after the latest events.

He heard her sobbing into her phone. Jarod had noticed that she wasn’t herself lately, that small things bothered her to death and that things nobody had ever thought she would say, escaped her mouth. Hell yes, she had developed a friendly site, maybe she spent to much time with Debbie during the last weeks.

But she needed the small girl more than everything. Well Debbie had turned into a teenager and she loved Ms Parker with every piece of her heart – seeing her as a best friend and partly as a mother. Both knew how hard it was to live without a mother.

“Mary you know that I love you, more than ever.” He said and with these words the conversation ended.

Parker’s bedroom

1.43 am

<You can’t let him go like this, can’t risk not to see him for weeks. You need him Mary and you have to tell him that you love him too – just these three words would be enough.> She sobbed, got out of her bed and headed down stairs into the kitchen. <You have seen more than his eyes too and you have to tell him the truth … that you have seen yourself in his chocolate brown eyes, seen your future and your past in the only person who ever took care of you, the only person who was there when you needed someone …. The only person who had never, and I mean never, forgotten your birthday>

She got a glass of Vodka she had prepared earlier this evening and went back to the bedroom, the full bottle in the other hand.

“Okay be once yourself Parker and tell him.”

“Tell me what?” was coming from behind her. She turned around and saw him leaning in the frame of her bedroom door.

“Nothing Jarod” she said and looked away, heading to the big window and looking outside on the wide and stormy sea.

Suddenly she felt two strong pals on her shoulders, massaging her – and her body relaxed, the small knots start to go away. But Parker, less herself than ever, looked out of the window, not saying a word, just staring into the dark. Her silky night gown was thin and she felt the goose bumps on her arms. But she wasn’t allowed to turn around now, not now – she would have to face the man she was in love with, the only man who was able to comfort her in years.

Jarod brought her a quilt and put it around her shoulders, getting it tighter Jarod’s fingers brushed her <Don’t do them away this time Parker, let him feel that you need him.> It was something like a being at Ocee’s again.

After a couple of minutes Jarod felt her weight resting on his chest, her head on the point between his shoulder and the beginning of his neck. He smiled and put his arms tighter around her small waist.

She got thinner lately, he had noticed and now he felt it. His hands resting in the middle of her belly, he allowed himself to play softly with the fabric, not letting it glide up and down, just making small circles, leaning his head against hers.

“What do you want me to do if I would go with you Jarod?” she asked softly, nearly whispering into his ear.

His eyes resting on her marvellous décolletage. Jarod could feel her warm breath crushing against his unshaved skin. She liked it if he wasn’t shaved.

<Give yourself a kick Parker … you can feel what he does to you … its not that his hands just rest on your belly … what they do to you … sweet torture.> she thought.

It started to rain outside and rain meant a lot of things to both. For Jarod it was the symbol of freedom, so see the raindrops fall against the window. For Parker it was a sign of Jarod.

When she had been lonely at nights, and it was raining, she sat on the cushions on front of the window just to listen to the drops and think of Jarod.

Slowly Parker gave her the kick she had thought of, and let her lips brush against Jarod’s neck.

“I always wanted to know if you still taste like 15 years ago.” She said and darted her tongue out to lick up from the collar bone to the beginning of his chin.

He just looked at her, deep into her magical eyes. She as more beautiful than ever, never seen her happier than now.

“Why should it change Mary?” he asked her shyly. “Do you taste the same?”

A second later his lips brushed to her, her tongue forcing to get into his mouth. A small moan escaped. She turned around and faced him. His hands were gliding up and down her neck during they were kissing open mouthed, licking each others lips, sucking on each others tongue.

Jarod broke the kiss, tightening his embrace, letting his fingers glide slowly to her butt. <Holy shit Parker, you feel that good, your little smart butt in my hands… don’t stop that now, please not … I couldn’t take it.>

Mary felt his erection pressing into her belly, arousing her more than everything else ever had. There had been nobody who had done the same to her body, not one. She never god aroused that easily. It always had to be more than just touching and kissing. She needed him to touch her on the right places to bring her over the edge. Parker was on the point of no return.

Jarod knew that she had noticed what she does to him. He spread his tights a bit more and let her step between them, press her firmly against his painful hard erection.

“Oh…” she gasped. “Did I do it?” Parker said playfully.

The quilt glided down her shoulders with Jarod’s help. She was just standing between his tights in a long dark blue silk nightgown, which played around her ankles in the small wind from the half open window.

“Who else is in the room love?” he asked her, bent down to kiss her again, letting his tongue dart out and teaser her lips with it.

He let her feel the entire length of his erection when he pressed it into her belly, she just gasped and smiled at him.

It seemed nothing had changed since they have been teenagers, nothing. They just had gotten older – no hunting game, no Centre, no fears -nothing.

“I only get hard like this of you!” He said and stole her a kiss. She smiled at him knowing that they passed the point of going back to normal.

“You drive me crazy Jarod …. I am not sure how much longer I can stand this.”

He never seen Parker that shyly, never talked with her about sexual matters or what she wants and what not. Why should he have? But now, now they reached a point where it was obvious that it was only a matter of minutes till they would be in bed.

“That’s why I like to hold you tight. Its driving me crazy too and I missed it over the years. I have missed you Mary … missed your touch, your eyes …” he kissed her eye lids “your cute nose” places a kiss on her nose “and not to forget the most wonderful and most soft lips I have ever kissed” and started to kiss her again, the tongues fully involved.

Parkers fingers were working on Jarod’s waistband to get the turtle neck out of his tight jeans. “Let me do that” she said when his fingers wanted to help her.

Within a minute he was standing in front of her in his birth suit and to tight boxes to hide his spectacular erection.

Parker made a step back to the window, closing it slowly, not losing the eye on him. He stared at her and stepped to her, his fingers working on the straps of the night gown. It was gown, laying in a puddle on the hard wooden floor.

“Sweet Jesus” where the only words which were able to roll over Parkers lips when his fingers cupped her breasts. It seemed they were just made for his hands.

She leaned against the window, all the weight on her hands.

He let his fingers glide over her body, one hand resting on her breast the other one getting south ward.

<Holy shit> Mary thought <I have never been that wet just from a view touches and kissing ….>

But she wasn’t able to spend more on that when she felt two fingers glide into her, the thumb rubbing her clit.

“Holy shit Jarod, where have you learned …. I don’t want to know it ….. Holy mother Mary …. Jesus and the rest of the clique …. I am that near Jarod….”

He looked at her, his fingers still inside her getting her over the edge soon. Parker spread her legs even a bit more, not able to stand any longer. She leaned more into the window, her naked frame pressing against the cold glass.

He kissed her neckline, slowly working up and sucking the spot behind her ear. It drove her crazy, more than that it nearly made her come. <From where did you know the most important …>

“Oh Mary you are so beautiful … I still can’t believe that I am touching you like that … its so unreal if you have a look back …. See the last couple of years … You are so sexy Mary …. I’ve wanted to touch you for so long …” Jarod hustled into her ear.

Jarod dropped his head down and started to suck on her right nipple, his thumb busy swiping over her clit <Christ … Jarod.> Once … a second time … and a third and than it happened!

Parker’s back arched, he pushed her hips into him and shouted Jarod’s name. He released her breast, looking deep into her nearly violate eyes, with one hand he kept her upright when her vaginal muscles began to clamp around his fingers.

Parker wasn’t able to get a full syllabi out of her mouth, just a mix of vocals with “oh” in the ending or parts which sound like “Jarod” – but it wasn’t definable. Parkers mouth as wide open gasping for air, her eyes rolled back.

He let his fingers glide out of her, just hugging her, holding her. Jarod couldn’t believe that he had made her just come. It was so new, Parker in his arms, not fighting against it.

When her breath was normal again she whispered “You are the sexiest man I know” into his ear, aroused him more just with these words.

She hold him, let her fingers grab his butt, giggling softly.

“Would you care to go to bed now?” she asked him, pressing her pelvic against his erection. The jeans got tighter during the last couple of minutes, tighter than even more and he was shortly before crying out in pain. Jarod just nodded.

Slowly they managed to get to the bed and Parker set down, put her hair behind her ears and stared at him. “Isn’t it time for you to join the party?” she asked him when her fingers reached the belt und started to unbuckle it. He put the turtleneck over his head and let if fall on the floor. Than she unzipped the fly and brushed his boxers. Jarod’s hips bucked involuntarily. It was time for him to step out of the jeans.

A smile increased on Jarod’s face when her fingers hooked into the waistband of his boxers and yanked them down.

She stared at him, to be exact she stared at his grown and a soft “O” escaped her lips.

<Don’t do that to me Mary … its hard enough that way not to push you back and fuck you till you aren’t able to tell me your name…. >

“You are so wonderful” is the only thing she said, not whispering anymore.

“We have to slow it down a bit, Parker it shouldn’t be over before we really started.” He told her when they leaned back against the pillows of her bed.

“You are so amazing, fucking beautiful Mary …. I have never seen a woman who excited me more than you do …. Always and forever … oh Mary!”

Jarod was on all his for and put small butterfly kissed over her chest, her belly, her tights and up to her lips again. <I could do that all day long> he thought. Slowly he started to suck her nipples in again. Parker was moaning in pleaser, not load, just that he was able to hear it. And in the moment he looked down on her, he noticed that she had lifted her knees to put her feet flat on the bed. She had made space for him to lay down on her. He spread her legs a bit more. He could feel that she was wet again, her eyes nearly closed. She was relaxed, he could feel it clearly.

“Do we need any protection Parker?” he asked her in just the right voice to get a no back, she just shock her head.

“I can’t take that any longer Jarod … I just want to feel your giant hard-on in me… I want to scream your name … to get unconscious … don’t tease me Jarod or I will shoot you …” Parker giggles playfully.

She had never talked like that to him before. He let his hips slide between her wide open tights. Mary was watching him with a grin on her face. Slowly he let his hand grab his own dick and rub its head into her wet folds. Not entering.

Suddenly he felt her legs behind his back, wrapping around, her hips getting nearer and nearer.

“Jarod please I can’t stand any teasing right now!”

“Look at me darling” he said and hearing this words she open them. Nobody had ever called her darling, not even Tommy. Looking into each others eyes he slowly pushed into her <She’s hot inside> he thought. <Hell he’s big> where her thoughts.

“You are so snug girl.” He said softly to let her walls accommodate around his enormous erection.

Parker just let a long and loud “Ooooooohhhhhhhhyyyyyyyyeeeeeeaaaaaaahhhhh Cccccchriiiiiiiissssssttttttt” escape her lips. Parker throws her head back, her eyes closed when he pushed further into her till he was fully into her, till he met a resistance at the door of her womb.

<If he isn’t re-arranging my inner organs today … than I don’t want to be a Parker anymore> Parkers was whimpering softly.

“Parker everything okay? Do you want me to … tell me what you want?”

“Everything is fine Jarod … its just that I have never had such a big man into me and it’s a long time at all since I had somebody inside me.”

He reached back and grasp one of her legs behind her knee and lifted it higher toward her chest, pushing out a little. Then Jarod pressed the rest of himself back into her, pressing his balls against his own ass. He started to cup the back of her shoulder with his palm and he groaned loud. Parkers walls were quivering slightly all around him and he had to try hard not to go to fast and not to come right at the moment.

“Holy shit Jarod I never remembered that you are that big, filling me so well …. It’s sooo good. ….. I can’t take much more and I will come Jarod…”

And he didn’t let her say it twice. He pumped into her like a teenager. She moaned loud. It didn’t take long, just a couple of strokes when Parker starts screaming his name in a mix with god’s – pleasurable.

He stayed inside her, trying not to come as her muscles convulsed around him hardly. Parker tossed her head back and forth, her white skin was blushed red and her back was arching off the bed.

She let her hands grab furiously parts of her comforter and her sounds washed him over. She gripped him that tight, that he wasn’t sure what to do. He let his hand glide away from her shoulder and reached between them to wrap his thumb and forefinger against his shaft. Parkers legs were touching the mattress again and her eyes were closed. He waited till she was recovered to explode into her. The weight in his elbows he looked down on her. And she moaned loud when he pushed back into her fully, and pulling out a bit and back again. He stared with a longer strokes. She was instantly smiling at him between moaning deeply.

Parker let glide her hands up and down his back softly and she felt that she made him shiver under her hands.

“You feel so fucking good inside me” she said smiling at him. He’s breath was fast and getting faster every stroke.

Jarod got lost in the rhythm and the feeling of pressing into her hot tunnel.

“Its so perfect” he got out before his rhythm lost and he was pushing into her harder and harder. She screamed his name in pleasure, digging her long nails in his back and he, he was screaming her name, nearly biting into her neck when he tried to control his shivering, vibrating body.

He wasn’t able to do anything anymore. He sank down on her, she embraced him tightly, whispering lovely words into his ear and declares her love to him.

Parker’s House

In the morning.

He was still sleeping in her bed, his head resting on the pillow she put under him when she woke up. She didn’t remember a morning she was happier.

She was standing in the bathroom at her big mirror.

“Parker … you have to do what you should have done years ago … it was too amazing to lose it again …” she told herself.

After a quick shower she got into the kitchen, made some fresh coffee and woke Jarod up. Parker sat on the edge of the bed next to his head, brushing some strains of hair out of his face when he suddenly opened his eyes.

“You are so beautiful when you are sleeping Jarod.” She whispered into his ear before placing a kiss on his cheek.

He looked around the room and noticed a couple of packed bags next to the window. “What are they for?” he asked, well knowing the answer.

“We will leave soon, after you showered and drunken your coffee.”

“Where to will we leave?” He joked around, grabbing her wrist to kiss her again.

“Where ever you want me to go to. Jarod I love you … I love you with every piece of my heart.”

~~~ THE END ~~~

Naughty? I know … only Sex? I know …. Liked it? I hope so