Changes Ch. 06

Author's Note: And so the story continues! As we said in a previous comment, this isn't going to be some rosey, lovey-dovey story of just ups all the time - we aim to make it reflect life as it is, and should be. A rollercoaster. We try to intersperse positive with the challenges, but life is about challenge. Jess is about challenge.

Anyone following the story now should be clear on the fact that Jessica is far from a perfect character (as is really anone we write). That's what makes them fun! ;)

That aside, we hope you enjoy the continuation. Things are going to be heating up - both challenges and otherwise - as we move forward.

That being said, we don't have as much time to write right now - so we're squeezing it in whenever possible and dividing it fairly between three stories!

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It was later at night, and Jessica was lying in the small room that had once been her childhood bedroom. That fucking asshole. And Lee. And...everything. Shit. Her hand hurt like fire. She glared at it. Shouldn't have done that. Now I don't even have a damn phone. I'm such a fucking...mess.

She wiped her cheeks and caught her reflection in the small mirror. Her cheeks seemed as red as her hair. Shit. I really look awful.

She sat up and removed her earrings. One of them had a bent wire and she grimaced. Damnit. Her glance fastened to the two half-full yellow pill bottles where she'd put them on the table. Fucking Martin. 'Maybe you need medication'. She swallowed. She raised one of the pill bottles and glared at the white 'Celexa'-slip around the container. Then tossed it in the drawer, followed by the second bottle, this one marked 'Cabatrol'. She shut the drawer firmly. Fuck.

A knock at her door.

"Go away." She called.

The door opened.

"Lee, get-" She swallowed when she saw Adam. "Oh. Hey."

"Hey." He was carrying a tray with a mug and a plate with some pastries and bagels. "Mom made this."

"Yeah? Well, fuck her, I don't want it."

He put the tray down next to her bed and sat in the small chair. "Look, mom's sorry. I spoke to her. She overreacted - obviously."

She sat up in her bed, arms crossed, and glared at the tray. Though damn, that does smell good.

"Seems like overreaction might be something you have in common."

"Yeah? Well....yeah. Maybe." She cleared her throat. "You might be right." She took a bite of one of the bagels. It was made with cream cheese - her favorite. "Fukfh." She muttered through a mouthful of bagel and swallowed. "...I'm such a mess."

"You'll do fine. Forget that guy." He inched closer to her bed and reached out to pat her knee. "His loss, right?" He repeated something she remembered saying when arriving.

"Yeah...it's just..." She inhaled deeply and looked out the window. "Pretty sure he had a point. At least part of what he said was true."

"Like what?"

"Like..." her stomach felt cold. "Like I've never really...done anything. Except for parties or travel around. I'm really pretty...shitty. And now..." she glanced at her own reflection. "I'm not even that pretty either, looks like."

He stepped forward. Before she could react, he was kissing her - full on the lips. Her eyes widened in shock, and she hesitated before responding.

He was young of course, but his kissing was definitely getting better.

"Adam...Isn't...Lee home?" She wondered, a bit out of breath when they finally pulled apart.

"No. Late shift." He smiled. "She asked me to look in on you - and after you, while she was gone."

"I'm pretty sure your mom didn't mean french-kiss me, dude." She touched her lip with her tongue and smiled.

"Yeah, well - I'm trying a few things." He sat down on her bed. "Getting you to cheer up."

She smiled. "Look... I'm...okay. Sort of. Seriously. It was just...a rough talk. Fuck." She eyed him. "You don't know what he did. Lee doesn't either."

Adam shrugged. "If he pissed you off, I'm sure you had your reasons."

"Yeah. He...fucked three different chicks at the same time. While we were together."

"Oh. Shit."

"On...our bed."

His eyes widened. "Fuck."

"Kinda flipped." She shrugged. "But...I don't regret it. Not now. Christ. What an asshole. Wasted four years of my life with him." It all seemed so...silly and unimportant now. All the nice clothes, all the expensive stuff she'd been gifted. It was all gone. What she had were memories - and those were certainly nice, but they wouldn't put a roof over her head.

"I'm sure mom'll apologize tomorrow."

She sighed. "It's..fine, Adam. I've done worse to her, and I've not always apologized. Honestly...it's kinda nice to have her bitching like that in error to...sorta even things out." She forced a small smile and patted his leg.

"Well...you want me to take you to the other jobs tomorrow?"

"Honestly?" She shook her head. "Nah. If they want me at the Roadside, I'll take that. I don't need anything...fancy now. Just something to get me some money in my pocket. That'll do as well as anything else. They seemed pretty cool."

"Gotcha. You...wanna watch a movie?"

She eyed him dubiously "Looking for another blowjob so soon?" She teased.

"What? No! I just meant...-"

She started laughing and slapped his leg. "Kidding, kidding! You're still too easy." She leaned in and kissed his nose. "Thanks, but you know what? That...resting idea seemed a pretty good one. I think I'll see if I can get some shut-eye. Just...get this shit-feeling away, y'know?"

He nodded. "Let me know if you need anything."

Jess grinned, feeling a flood of affection for her nephew and ruffling his hair. "Sure, kiddo. Thanks." She grew more serious. "Seriously, Adam. Thank you. I appreciate what you're doing. What you have been doing. Hell, if you weren't my nephew..." She grinned "..let's just say I wouldn't kick you out of bed right now."

"Like you are now?" He smiled, though there was some tension in it.

"Yeaaaaaaah..." She sighed. "I'm gonna try to...figure this shit out."

Adam rose and flicked off the light before closing the door.

Unfortunately, Jess wasn't able to figure anything out.

In fact, after the door closed, she lay in bed and thought back on the years she'd spent with Martin. She found herself twisting and turning for hours, wishing she'd have taken Adam up on the offer of a movie. At least then she could have lost herself in something.

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Adam was back at Jess's door at about 9 PM. His mom would still be at her shift for at least another 3 hours. He didn't know why he'd interrupted his watching of the season 2-episode of The Wire he'd been looking forward to - but he'd been unable to focus.

Aunt Jess. Calling him 'kiddo' like that. Walking the line between teasing him on one hand, treating him like a man on one hand, and a teenage nephew on the other. He remembered taking charge in the kitchen - as well as the couch when they'd been watching a movie.

In his room, he'd managed to convince himself that what she might need was someone to be with her. Show her that she was loved, despite what that asshole had done.

And she told me I didn't have to be shy.

He knocked faintly on the door.

No response.

He opened the door a crack and peeked in. Jessica lay in a heap on the bed, her blanket kicked into a pile at the foot of the bed. She wore a pair of red lace panties and a matching bra visible through the thin white top.

She moved her head when he entered.

"Wha" She mumbled, half-sleepy but also with her face swollen red and still-visible signs of crying. "Oh, hey." She put a fist to her mouth, hiding a yawn. "Something...up?"

"I should be asking you that, aunt Jess. Are you okay? You look..." he swallowed. "Well...not so great."

"Well, aren't you a charmer?" She chuckled, her voice cracked and she sniffed. "Yeah...yeah, I'm fine. Just...thinking."

"Come on." he sat down on the bedside. "Let's...do something. Watch a movie. Anything. You can't just sit here."

"What time is it?"

"Nine."

"Oh. Shit. Well..." She sighed. "Nah. Already slept most of the evening away. I might as well...sleep the rest."

"No way." He took her hand, pulling gently. "Come on. We're doing something."

She frowned, then glared. "No, Adam. I don't...I don't want to, okay?"

"Well. I remember you taking me out to do things I didn't want to do at the time." Remembering her kissing his nose of all things, he poked a finger gently against the tip of hers.

Her eyes widened and she leaned up and bit down.

"Ow! Hey!"

She smile faintly and sat up straighter. "Adam...i really your effort here. You're golden. Fuck - why couldn't I meet a guy like you instead? But..." She sighed. "Sometimes...you just gotta get through things, you know?

"I don't want you moping up here though. It's depressing. And..." he shrugged. "It's not really like you."

"You don't know me that well, dude. I have my moods, like anyone."

"I know you good enough." he leaned in and kissed her cheek. Then her lips, closed and on the outside. Then again, firmer, parting hers with his tongue.

"I...Adam." She pulled back and sighed, running a hand through her hair.

He kissed her again, deeper. One hand went to her chest and he squeezed her left breast.

She moaned. "Ndm...mmmm" her protest came weak, and she leaned her head to kiss back, one of her hands coming to his shoulder. Her breath, in and out, came through her nose.

He kissed her cheek. It was warm, with a faint dampness. Her neck - as she'd told him the night before. Her ear.

"Aaaadam..." She protested. "Christ..."

"Let me make you feel better." He whispered and inched closer, his other hand dropping to her thigh, wandering up her leg.

"There's nothing you can-" She inhaled, groaned and corrected "...at least, i don't think there's anything you should try to do, okay?" She shivered.

"Your nipples are hard." He pinched the left one.

"Ah! ...yes. I know that."

"Are you horny?"

She closed her eyes "....I'm always...at least a bit horny, Adam. And if not, it...honestly doesn't take much....you know, to get me there." She swallowed. "That's one thing that M-...that asshole liked." Her voice cracked toward the end, and she looked away.

"Hey!" He said sharply and she turned back, glistening eyes wider. "That guy isn't here now. He's far away. Right?"

She nodded mutely and touched his hand.

He cupped her chin and looked into her eyes - as he'd sometimes seen others do. "I'm here. And you're more than just 'pretty' by the way. You're fucking hot. Beautiful. You're one of the most beautiful women i've seen. Ever. Okay?"

Two tears spilled from her eyes and her lower lip trembled.

Adam kissed her again - deep.

She answered it this time, pushing against his tongue with her own, the two tears mingling against their lips.

When they pulled apart, he'd moved up to where she was sitting against the headboard. He touched the strap of her top. "You...wanna take that off? For me?"

Jessica's throat moved visibly but she pulled the top off without saying a word. She looked almost shy where she sat on the bed.

Vulnerable.

He leaned down, kissing her cleavage. "Has anyone told you you have amazing breasts?"

"Only..." her smile was crooked "Only every dude since I was a teenager...guys really love those tits...." She chuckled, voice still cracked. "But...thank you." Her hands trembled when she moved back to undo her bra, letting it fall. "I...like hearing it from you."

He took both of her mounds in his hands and squeezed, remembering what she'd said.

She pressed against his hands and whimpered. "Oh, Adam..."

"Hey." he kissed her again, deeper this time. Her hands came up to his hair and she leaned back, encouraging him to follow until he lay half-atop her. "I'm here." He murmured. "And i'm not going anywhere til you feel better."

"That...might be a while." She gave a weak chuckle.

"Mom will be gone for hours. We have a while."

"Yeah, but..." She swallowed. "I mean, sure. We can...lie here and make out...or something. If you want." A smile spread on her face. "It's kinda...nice."

"I'm planning to do more than just make out with you, Jessica.

"Oh?" her throat moved as she swallowed. "Like what?"

He reached down to between her legs. Her eyes widened as he pushed his hand inside her panties, angled his fingers and found the entrance to her pussy. "You seemed to really enjoy to have a tongue and fingers here." He inserted the finger deeply, and she moaned. "I'm thinking you could use that again."

"Adam, you don't have to-mmfff!"

He kissed her again. When he pulled back, her eyes were half-closed. "Do you" he said firmly "want to have you wet pussy licked?"

"I.....God fucking...yes." She breathed, looking at him. "But you do-mmm..."

"You're a bad listener, Au-....Jessica." He said. "I said that I'm going to lick your pussy. You wanna do anything to stop me?"

She shook her head vigorously and inched back against the headboard, spreading her legs. "P-Please..." She moaned. "I'm so horny, Adam...I can barely...fucking think. What are you-Ah!"

He'd moved down and planted a kiss between her legs, just on her cunt. She tasted fresh - as she had before. Two hands came to hold the back of his head.

"Oh...fucking hell. Lick me, Adam. Fuck it, i don't care. Lick my pussy. Lick your aunt's cunt." She whispered as if afraid to be overheard. "Mmm.I want to see you this time, okay?" She moved down ever so slightly, looking down at him. "OH! Yeaaaah..."

Adam moved his hands up to her breasts and squeezed them, to her appreciative moans. He ran one hand down her flat belly, along her lower belly. She was warm. Warm and smelled of an odd mixture of something almost-sweet mixed with something very distinctively....her. He pushed his tongue inside.

"Ooooooh..." She drew out her man into a long syllable. "God...fucking damnit. You know I'm not hard to get off but....ah! Yes." There was a creak of wood, and a glance told him she was holding onto the sides of the bed.

"You're..." he kissed her cunt, licking her up and down. "..soaked. And you have a pretty pussy. A nice cunt." He murmured and inserted his tongue again, pushing to get past her tightness.

"Jesus!" She slapped the bed with one hand, lifting her hips and pushing her lower body up against him. "Oh...eat me. God...fuck...eat me like that. Just like that. Oh...push your tongue up...Oh, Adam."

He pulled back. "You taste good."

"Don't stop!" She exclaimed. Her eyes were intense. "Don't...fucking stop now. Jesus-" A moan broke off her protest as he went back to work.

She shifted her hips back, then forth. Then back again, then forth again. It forced him to move along. She had her legs spread wide - almost unnaturally wide.

"You're... really limber..."

"I know..." She gasped "One of the...one of the Yacht staff was...a yoga instructor. It..." she groaned "Oh! It pays off...Oh yeah. Oh please. Pleeease." And she moved her legs farther up, exposing her sex to him.

He licked, dragging his tongue first across her slit, then pushing it inside. Then again. Again. Holding a steady rhythm.

Her moans decreased, but her breathing grew more intense. She started panting, her legs quivering.

"Like it?"

"Fuck yes. You're...you're really pretty damn good. Oh!"

"Pretty damn?" he repeated.

"What?" She chortled, then cut off with a groan. "...Think you'll become a class-A oral...ah! talent after one time with your tongue....mm! In...me?" She shook her head, closing her eyes. "But you're doing daaaaaaaaaaamn well." Jessica clutched the bedsheet with one hand "Ah..fuck...Adam, baby. Try...touching my clit while you do that? Please?"

He did, gently touching with the tip of his index finger while his tongue was inside.

She arched her back like a drawn bow. "F-F-Fuuuu-Fuuuuuck" She stuttered, trembling.

"Good?"

"Yes, good! Fuck. Keep that up and-Ah!"

"And what?" He kissed her pussy and rubbed at her clit.

"Oh...you'll make me cum, that's what." Jessica groaned.

"That's the goal, isn't it?"

"Smart-AH!" Her fingers threaded into and clutched his hair. "Fucking smartass....nnggggh. Yes it is..."

"Well then..." He kissed her again, pushing his tongue deep. "Let's kphhf gning..." the last words were made unintelligible when she pushed him against her pussy.

"Yeeeeeesssss." Her voice dropped to a hiss and she rolled her hips against his face, against his mouth. "Oh god...oh god...oh goooooddddaaaaiiiih" She drew the last syllable out, then suddenly gave a convulse-like shudder and gave a sharp, half-sob inhale, her back arched.

"Oh, Fuck!" She shouted the last word loudly "Cu-Cummiinnngg" She moaned. Her eyelids fluttered and didn't seem to breathe, slowly rocking her hips against his tongue. Her hands clutched his head, refusing to let him pull back.

"Mmfff" he protested but licked as best he could, tasting her.

For perhaps another ten seconds, she moved soundlessly. Jessica lifted her hips, clutching his head with her fingers curled into near-claws.

Then, suddenly, she exhaled sharply with an "AH!", inhaled and started panting heavily. She let go.

He pulled back slowly, kissed, and looked at her. Her face was flushed, red hair curtaining half of it, and a faint trail of saliva ran from her lip to her chin.

"Mother...fucker!!" She panted. "Holy shit....come here." Jessica pulled him close against her chest and kissed him deeply, licking his cheeks, his lips, and his neck. "Fuuuck, Adam." She murmured, panting.

"Good?" He had to fight not too feel too smug.

Jessica laughed, a little breathless. "Ooooh yeah. Damn. Holy fucking..." She shook her head. "Okay, you may have gotten a bit lucky there. Fuck, I must have needed that." She kissed him again.

He returned the kisses and caressed her hair. "You're really beautiful." He told her.

"Thanks" She grinned, part of the 'normal' Jessica returning. "And you really are a charmer. And a damn good lover when it comes to eating a girl out. Once that word starts spreading, you won't be able to hold girls away from you."

"Yeah?"

"Mhm." Her breathing started to even out, and she threaded hands through his shorter hair. "Soooo..." Jessica grinned. "Want a blowjob?"

Adam shook his head, cupping her breasts.

"Oh." her smile faded a little. "...Alright."

He took a deep breath. "I want to fuck you." He cleared his throat. "I want...to have sex with you."

Jessica's hand stopped on his chest in mid-motion and she froze. Then swallowed. "Adam, i..."

"What? You don't want to?"

"I..."

He kissed her and played with her nipples.

She took a deep, shuddering breath. "I do...Fuck me, but i do. No! I didn't mean 'fuck-me' fuck me, okay?" She moved back from him, held herself at arm's length. "Damnit! Couldn't be anyone else?"

Adam waited.

"Yes, I do. I want to fuck. I want to have sex - with you, Adam." Her eyes were serious. "But...look. I think this is as far as we should-"

"Since when do you think before doing?"

Jessica laughed. "That's fair." She shook her hair out. "I do now. Because...you're my nephew. And I love you - stop smiling! I do. I mean it. You're so sweet and caretaking. All that good stuff that really...others aren't always. I love you for that. I love you as my nephew."

"Buuut?" He prompted, supporting himself on one arm.

"But...look, I'm...older than you. I don't mean that as a shitty thing. It's just I've had sex with at least...well, it's well over fifty guys...and girls, okay?" She met his eyes. "Sometimes it's great. Sometimes...it changes things. It can make things weird."