Memories

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Memories
by Dizi


He was dead tired and wondered how a man with a healing factor that would keep him alive through almost anything could be so exhausted after a mission. But when he opened his door, he saw her asleep in his bed and it fell away as his body awakened at the sight.

Laying on her side, her shoulders were bare above the light sheet and he knew she was naked, waiting for him. Gently, from the foot of the bed, he tugged on the sheet. Slowly, ever so slowly, he pulled it down, baring her lovely well-toned body to his hot gaze, the sheet caressing her as it traveled downward the way his hands soon would.

His eyes never left the honey-colored skin bathed in moonlight while he hurriedly removed his clothes. Cock rock hard, he mentally went over all the fun ways of waking her up, as removing the sheet hadn't stirred her a bit. She was a hard sleeper and he loved waking her up wet and ready for him.

Since he was at the foot of the bed, he decided to start at her feet and work his way up. He loved every part of her body from her lime green toenails to her short black hair, and didn't often get the chance to play like this as she was never content to just let him play but wanted to join in. Not that he minded, but he relished the thought of liesurely loving his way up her body from tip to toe.

He licked her instep and her foot twitched, making him grin. His lips caressed her ankle while one hand ran up a strong calf. Still asleep, she kicked at him and he barely dodged in time. Damn, this was fun.

Running his nose up the path his hands had just gone, he breathed in her unique scent, feeling comforted by it after a long absence.

When he reached her knee, he nipped at the tendon and she stirred. He lifted his head and listened to her breathing to see if she had woken, but she settled deeper in the pillow. That was his girl, he thought, she could sleep through an attack.

His fingers became bolder in his caresses as his hands traveled up her thigh. His breathing roughened as he caught the scent of her juices starting to flow while his tongue laved up and down one thigh, one of his hands molded to a buttcheek, massaging firmly.

As his fingers trailed over the curve of her hip, he promised himself he'd come back to that general area before the night was over, but not yet. He wanted to make it to her cute little ears before she woke up.

He rubbed his cheek against the dip in her waist, reveling in the womanly curve of her.

Moving along, he placed kisses across the expanse of her back, then ran his tongue along the entire length of her spine. He nipped at her shoulderblades where they protruded, his eyes glittering as a shiver went through her body. Maybe she was dreaming of him?

She finally woke when he burried his face in her neck. “Wolvie...” she whispered, bringing one hand up to dig her fingers in the thick hair of his sideburns. “You're home.”

“Yeah,” he growled sotfly, taking her ear in his teeth. “Thought ya might just sleep through my personal celebration.”

“Oh, I don't think I'd have managed that one.” Jubilee laughed, rolling over to face him. She gripped his penis firmly. “I know I wouldn't want to.”

He nuzzled her breasts one after the other, while she stroked him, then took one peak between his teeth. She moaned as he brought one entire breast into his mouth and sucked hard. Her breasts weren't big but gave him a good mouthful.

He eased one thigh between hers and she spread them wide for him. Breathing hard and impatient, she gripped his hips urging him to hurry.

He positioned himself at her entrance and leaned down to kiss her. His tongue eased into her mouth as his cock entered her slit.

She moaned again, lifting her hips, her hands now gripping his shoulders, her tongue sliding along his.

In a frenzy now, he set a quick pace, thrusting over and over, her moans and whispers urging him on, her hands roaming his back.

When she started cumming she gripped his ass, her fingernails digging in. Her convulsions squeezing his throbbing member, he lifted his head and howled his release.

“God, I missed you.” she panted as his sperm jetted inside her, her body still shuddering and trembling from her orgasm......

.....he woke whispering, “I missed you, too.” as his throbbing cock spent into the sheets.

Completely naked, he rolled over onto his back to stare at the ceiling while his body started to relax.

He did miss her and would for the rest of his life. Thirty years she'd been gone and he still had wet dreams at the memory of her. All he had left of his wife, his love. His Jubilee.

There was a knock on his door. “Grandpa, you awake? Breakfast is ready.”

He sighed, “Yeah, I'll be right there.”

Getting up, he got dressed as hurriedly as he had undressed in his dream, his memory. He had promised to take his granddaughter to school this morning.

He paused in front of the picture of his Jubilee sitting on his dresser. It was taken a couple weeks afer their anniversary, before their second daughter was born.

“I'll always miss you, darlin'.” he whispered to it before closing the door behind him.


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Okay, yes I cried while writing the end. How about you? Please review and tell me what you think.
Dizi