Long Journey Home

All the tension the potential danger had caused left Jason in a rush; he was lightheaded with relief. He hadn’t wanted to admit it to Tammy, but he’d been really scared that something had happened to her mom while they were gone; to find out that everything was fine ... he could only imagine how Tammy must feel, now that the adrenaline had stopped flowing. Her laughter and tears made sense now. Realizing that his girlfriend was still shaking, he drew her close. Hugging her to him, he rocked her gently, crooning softly until she calmed down. Wiping the last tears from her face, Tammy hiccuped and looked into his loving dark eyes. Slightly ashamed at she’she’d lost it, she tried to make light of the situation.
 
"What a waste of some perfectly fine worrying!"
 
Jason shook his head. "Don’t."
 
"W-what?"
 
"You had every right to be scared. I don’t even want to think about what I’d’ve done if this had happened at my house. I know you love your mom, a lot. Don’t be ashamed that you cried." He kissed her tenderly on the forehead.
 
"Oh Jase ..." A fresh flood of tears threatened as Tammy buried her face in the broad shoulder, but she managed to ward it off -- barely. Drawing a few deep, calming breaths, she finally let go of Jason. Giving him a watery smile, she suddenly sniffed inelegantly. The effect was so ridiculous, that both teens broke into laughter. The last bit of tension left them, and they hugged again.
 
A clock in the distance struck midnight, and reminded them that the front door was still open. Reluctantly, they released each other and made their way back. Jason was about to kiss Tammy goodnight, when the slightly-lost expression on her face registered. He tenderly put a finger under her chin, lifting it up.
 
"What is it?"
 
"Nothing." The answer was too swift, and about as convincing as a cog pretending to be a household appliance.
 
"Honey, please." The endearment slipped out without his volition, but it felt right. Tammy looked up into Jason’s eyes. She saw his honest desire to help, and could refuse it no longer. Her voice still a bit shaky, she gave in.
 
"W-would you mind staying just a bit longer? I ... I feel ...." words failed her, but Jason understood. "Of course. Just let me get the car keys, okay?"
 
She nodded, and watched him as he swiftly parked the car in the driveway, locking and securing it. Seconds later, she was back in his arms, ensconced on the couch in the family room.
 
They sat holding each other for a long time, savouring the peace and contentment. After a while, Tammy lifted her head from Jason’s shoulder and breathed a soft kiss against his mouth. She sighed blissfully as he responded, teasing her lips open and slipping his tongue inside, to tangle with her own. His kisses always made her feel good, but now, sitting almost across his lap, with his arms around her and a hand burrowed in her hair, it was almost too much. Instinctively, she arched more into him. She felt his smile as he trailed his mouth down her neck, nibbling at the sensitive skin where it met her shoulder. A slight moan escaped her.
 
Jason, for his part, was drowning in the scent and feel of her. Tammy’s lithe body curved against him in all the right places, and he was very much aware of her unbound breasts under the stretchy material of her dress. Her blouse gaped open, and when he looked down, he was treated to the exciting sight of some very nice cleavage. Daringly, he skimmed a hand up from her waist to brush against the outer swell of her breast. He felt more than heard her breath catch, but she didn’t object; emboldened, he wandered higher until he was able to smooth a finger across the line where her dress molded to her soft mounds. He lifted his head and looked into the brown pools he loved so much. Her make-up had been washed away by her tears; all that was left was the soft gleam in her eyes that was trusting, yet slightly questioning at the same time. His heart pounding, Jason closed a hand over one sweet globe. He could feel the slight protrusion of her nipple harden against his palm, and squeezed delicately. Her eyes never left his, but her kiss-swollen lips parted on another indrawn breath. He lowered his mouth to hers once more, kissing her more demandingly. Tammy responded. Their tongues danced with each other, licking and tasting soft membranes, and Jason felt himself harden. It had been bad enough controlling his erection while they were dancing; now, it was impossible. Tammy felt too right in his arms, under his lips and hands.
 
He explored her breasts through the soft fabric, until he thought his cock would burst with wanting her. A last shred of sanity remained, however. Gently, extremely reluctantly, he released her, pulling back. Both were breathing hard, and Tammy looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes. Jason briefly closed his own, lest he be tempted to swoop bac. In. Instead, he stood, astonished to find his knees knocking slightly against each other. Tammy sat up and looked at him, taking in the rapid rise and fall of his chest. Oh, how she longed for him to hold her again! Before she could ask him to do just that, Jason took a few steps away from the couch, smiling ruefully. She got up as well, closing the distance between them.
 
"Jase?" Her voice was sultry; it astounded her that she was capable of producing that particular tone. It sent a shiver down the young man’s spine.
 
With an effort, he cleared his throat.
 
"I think I’d better go."
 
"Why?" A soft hand caressed his arm through his sleeve, raising goosebumps.
 
Jason met her eyes. He’d once promised her honesty. Very gently, he took her in his arms and pressed his hips against hers, letting her feel his arousal. Burying his face in her hair, he rasped.
 
"That’s why."
 
Tammy shuddered at the sensation of the hard ridge of flesh throbbing against her soft belly, but not with revulsion. Quite the contrary. Twining her arms around his neck and seeking out his mouth with her own, she offered him her own need.
 
"That’s no reason."
 
Jason was distracted by the whisper-touch of her lips moving against his; it took a few moments for the meaning of her words to register. He stiffened -- in more than one place.
 
"Tammy ..."
 
"Stay."
 
Her soft plea made the blood surge in his veins. Instinctively, he pressed her closer to him. Everything in him screamed to say yes, to crush her mouth under his, but some last vestige of restraint held him back.
 
"Oh, Tammy ...." her hips moved against his enticingly, making his head swim. "I ... I don’t even have protection with me ..." He would not risk her, in no way!
 
"We don’t need any; not tonight." The certainty in her voice was unmistakeable. His reason was slowly but surely losing the battle with his desire. Jason sought out the brown eyes once more. They seemed almost black in the darkness, lit with an inner flame he’d never seen before, but longed for in his most private dreams. He made a last-ditch effort.
 
"A-are you sure?"
 
Tammy could hear the hope in the deep rumble, and it made her blood sing. Kissing him deeply once more, she took the lead in crossing that last bridge between them.
 
"Positive."