Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden Encounter ❯ Reunited- but for how long?? ( Chapter 5 )

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Forbidden Encounter Chapter 5

She woke up finding herself on the floor, and found the moon high in the sky, drawing the robe around her slim shoulders, Jenna tried not to think of him, but his absence was as unmistakable as the beauty of the silver moon in the sky. The pale silver light filtered into her room through the open curtains and left her remembering that night on the beach, a year ago when she had seduced a married man. He was still so handsome, that smile was goofy, but completely charming, and she wished with all of her heart to see him walk through the door again.

Jenna climbed unsteadily to her feet and looked around for her clothes. The ruined dress should've made her angry, but it didn't. She had always fantasized about having a man like that. One who was strong enough to tear the clothes right off of her body, and yet passionate and dominating enough to make her surrender completely to desire. Even after their first night together and his awesome stamina and his ability to fly, Jenna could hardly believe he had stripped her so easily, so violently. It made her shiver to remember it, but she was grinning wickedly.

Looking in the mirror at her reflection, Jenna noticed the bite he had made on her neck. She grazed the wound with her fingertips lightly, causing another shiver to run down her spine. Why had he bitten her? She didn't really mind, but touching it absently she was again taken off guard by the shiver of pleasure it gave her even now. Well, when she was younger, she'd had vampire fantasies, but never found a man who would actually bite hard enough to make it real. It was a little scary, but extremely erotic and sensuous. How strange, she had never thought it could feel that good to be bitten so hard.

She missed him terribly already. Jenna knew what they had already shared was wrong… but she was still unwilling to give up hope of seeing him again. His size and strength took her breath away, and yet, even with his aggressive dominance, she felt so much tenderness in the way that he touched her, and his kisses were the deepest she had ever imagined. Drawing her into a world of dreamy sensuality and pleasure so overwhelming that she couldn't think of anything but him. Did he make love to his wife that way? Was he just that good in bed? Jenna sighed, she knew she had no right to expect him to come back… or even to expect him to think of her again.

Goku was unlike any man she had ever met, so strong and so giving. He touched her heart with his passion and the way he purred when he knew he was really pleasing her. Even their first night together she had felt her heart react to the way he kissed her. She had had her share of lovers, and none of them could say that they had ever brought a reaction from her body and her heart the way that Goku did.

She had friends in some of her classes that had married lovers, and until she met Goku, she had always thought they were wrong to be attracted to men they knew they shouldn't want. And Goku was no different. But she wasn't just attracted to him. It was almost magnetic. She wanted him but it wasn't just lust. It was stronger than that, it went deeper than pleasure and being away from him hurt her. Knowing he had a family, and yet wanting nothing more than an entire night in his arms. What she wouldn't give to have him all night.

How many nights had she awakened sobbing into her pillow after a dream of him where they had made love again and he had told her that he wanted her? Where he'd told her that he didn't want to leave her? She had seen his son and knew that he had a family. Why was her heart still trying to tell her that it was right, that the way they made love wasn't wrong when her mind could only wonder how his wife would feel… how she would feel? How much would it hurt to know he had been with someone else if she were his wife?

A knock at the door made her jump as she was shaken from her thoughts, but she made no move to answer it. Lonely tears followed as she looked around the bedroom. It seemed so empty here now. Goku was the one person she had ever met that made her heart feel whole. When they were together, she knew that what they had was right. How could he make her feel this way if it wasn't? When he was around, the dull endless ache in her heart and soul was finally silenced. Even talking to him in the firelight at the party, she had already known there was something about him that she knew she couldn't get enough of. Now that he was gone, that ache was back, stronger than ever.

It was crazy to think of him as hers. They had only met three times… but all her life she'd dreamed of a man that could make her feel the way he did, who was strong and warm and could light her very soul on fire with the passion in his kisses. He definitely did that. She shivered again thinking of the way she had lost herself in his arms. Saying goodbye and letting him leave was the hardest thing she had ever done. Even now all she wanted was to see him walk through the door and make her his again.

" Why couldn't I have met you when you weren't married? " She asked the empty room. Slowly lying back on her pillow, she started to cry again.

" I've been wondering that since we met the first time, Jenna. "

She turned her head slowly to face her bedroom door. Scarcely daring to breathe, she saw him standing there and sat up quickly, forgetting to close the robe around her shoulders, and that she still wore nothing beneath it. " Goku! I… What about your family? "

" You're not happy to see me? " He seemed so sad, that she rose quickly, coming to stand in front of him.

" Of course I am. I'm just… surprised. Goku, I know I have no right to ask you this… but if you're here… does this mean you want to stay for the night? Please? Even if we don't make love, I just want to have you. "

" I'll do anything you want, Jenna. " He told her softly, slipping his arms around her body, he drew her close, burying his nose in the cascade of her long red mane. The scent of her, the feel of her body pressed so willingly into his made him groan. She was so perfect, and so beautiful, so utterly captivating. He had started to stroke her back with his hands, slow circular motions across her soft smooth skin that left her sighing with pleasure. Her arms moved around his neck as her body pressed fully against his, her breasts so delectably soft against his chest and one of her long beautiful thighs parted his knees gently, seeming almost to stroke his need for her, to be near her to touch her with every part of her body. Her scent was already intoxicating, but when one of his hands drifted lightly down her back, cupping her buttocks, Jenna moaned softly, trying to wrap those thighs around his waist.

The control Goku had over his body was being tested to its maximum her willing surrender was like giving treasured ice water in the desert to a dying man. She was so beautiful, and even through his clothes he felt her desire. With her long legs around his waist and her body pressing against his, Goku knew he had her completely at his mercy, he could take her already, but at the same time, he had all night with her, and he knew this time, he wasn't leaving afterward. It was all he had ever wanted, a woman who wanted him to touch her everywhere, who wasn't afraid to make love with the lights on, who wanted to feel his body against hers. Was it still wrong to want her this way? Chichi was sure they were over.

The thought of his beautiful wife being mad at him again only drew a snort of disdain from him this time. She was always mad about something. This time, he knew he truly was at fault, but there were so many other times… he was the strongest warrior in the universe. Why could she never understand that he had to fight to defend it? They had both been fighters when they were young. What was so wrong with it now? A little voice in the back of his mind tried to remind him that she wasn't mad at him for saving the world this time, but before it could, Jenna had captured his lips with hers.

" Kiss me. I need you. " Jenna moaned between kisses. Goku carried her to the bed and laid down with her. Jenna arched her back, trying to keep contact with his body through his clothes, but he kissed her lips casually and started shedding his clothes before making another move toward her. Jenna watched his clothes come off, staring in awe at the beautiful body that did such wonderful things to hers. The look in his eyes when their eyes met again stole the breath from her lungs. Passion, desire, and something else… it was hard to think though when confronted with the magnificent sight of his desire for her, without a second thought, Jenna crawled to the edge of the bed, a smirk resting on her ruby lips as she reached for his member. She closed her eyes, sighing softly as her fingertips stroked it lightly, coaxing him closer to her body, to her mouth.

Goku whimpered a little as the woman of his fantasies lightly, teasingly drew the straining organ to her lips. She moved so slowly it was driving him crazy, with anticipation and pleasure. She moaned softly, running the tip of her tongue down the length of him. Her hand closed firmly around the base of him, keeping him willing prisoner. She kissed him everywhere, licking and teasing with soft touches and slow motions with her lips and her tongue, not ready yet to allow him access to her mouth, she wanted to play and enjoy him thoroughly. He had godlike stamina, she knew she could probably torture him for hours, but she was more interested in learning his body and how he needed to be touched. He ran his hands through her hair, loving the way she wasn't afraid to touch him. He felt her other hand stroke the sac below his sex, and when she took the head of him into her mouth at the same time, he sucked in his breath and growled, nearly loosing all his control to the liquid heat that surrounded him now. When she stopped, allowing him time to recover but not letting him withdraw, he was grateful, but a little confused. Chichi tried to make him cum as soon as possible, and while she'd never dream of putting him in her mouth, he couldn't imagine a woman not wanting to get it over with, as Chichi often phrased it.

Her lips and tongue started to work their magic. She sucked him lightly and playfully, but it seemed to go on for days, using her hands to pleasure him as well, eventually making his knees feel too weak to support him. That was when she pulled him down on top of her, making him straddle her shoulders. She let him move his hips against her mouth; using her hands to keep him from going too deep the sensation was incredible. He felt tremors all over his body as he knew he should stop her, but she only held on tighter, stubbornly refusing to let him do anything but accept what she wanted to give. Finally he came and the sunburst of pleasure washed over him with a suddenness that took him by surprise even after the previous encounters with her. He found that he could barely move as his orgasm finally subsided. She grinned wolfishly, dabbing some of his cum off of her cheek and into her mouth as he struggled to move. " Mmmm. " She giggled. " You taste so good. I guess your wife must not think so, but I'd love to do that again… right now. "

" Jenna. " He whispered, overcome by her tenderness and desire to please him. " Why did you… "

" Why did I make you cum in my mouth? " She laughed, green eyes sparkling with delight. " You've done it to me several times, remember. I'm just returning the favor. Besides, I had a feeling you'd taste good, I was right. "

He pinned her to the bed, giving her a sly grin. " You taste very good too, and I'm getting kind of hungry. "

" I've got a whole apartment full of food, Goku, and no one to share it with, " Jenna laughed, " There's no need to eat me."

" Mmm… but what if I want to? " He purred, the seductive noise making her arch her back, wanting more of his skin against hers.

" Then do it… please I want you. " She moaned, closing her eyes as she felt him tease the entrance to her sex with one finger. He parted her with a light touch that made her buck her hips against his hand, wanting him inside of her. She was so wet, her scent overpowering his mind and leaving him blind to everything but the pleasured moans and writhing female beneath him. She was so fragile, and so trusting, no matter how rough he had been, she had shown no fear, and even now, her jade green eyes darkening to burning emerald. She whispered his name, her hands playing in his hair, pressing against his shoulders. He kissed his way down her body, stopping occasionally to lick and nibble at her hips, delve his tongue into her belly button, kiss the insides of her thighs, and part the silky folds of her sex before tasting her where she wanted it most.

He purred as he licked her, exploring her every fold, tasting the entrance of her velvet depths, his fingers probing deep inside for her secrets, relishing her soft moans, the way her hips thrust up to meet him anytime he casually brushed against the bud of her sex, before moving on to drive her crazy elsewhere. Jenna shuddered crying out helplessly as he spread her as far as he could, his tongue circling her clit as his fingers moved deeper. Her hands pushed against his head, moaning his name over and over, begging for more until he finally took the delicate nub in his lips, sucking it hard. She was pulling his hair, as she came, but he didn't stop licking and fingering her until the very last tremors of her orgasm finally subsided, leaving her breathless and dazed.

Jenna was vaguely aware that she was being cuddled as her mind started to recover from the heady rush of ecstasy he had just given her. He was so warm, she felt so safe, he held her close, his gigantic arms folded protectively around her body, one of his hands resting on one of her breasts, absently brushing the puckered tip. She moaned passionately, arching against the hand teasing her over sensitized breast.

He looked at her in surprise, wondering what had gotten into her until he took his hand away from her nipple and she moaned in frustration. " You… still want me, Jenna? "

" I can't help it Goku. I'm sorry if you're tired… but I well… I need to have more than one orgasm before I really get tired. Like we did on our first night together, at the party. "

He rolled Jenna onto her back, watching her emerald gaze burn beneath her long lashes, moonlight still lending her face an ethereal beauty he hadn't been able to forget for almost a year. She was more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen, the desire in her eyes making him hard again even before she had managed to gasp that out.

How many nights had he worn Chichi out wishing that she had more stamina? She fell asleep, after such a short time her body might be the strongest female on earth, but even Bulma at least tried to satisfy Vegeta in bed. It was hard to feel attractive when your mate would rather sleep than make love until he didn't still need her. But here was this exotic little flame haired goddess lying there before him, begging him to make love to her, to give her another orgasm. Bringing up the party made him remember taking her from behind, his Saiyan instincts really like making love that way, and yet Chichi had been furious when he had tried it with her.

" Jenna… Can we do it the other way this time? "

She grinned wickedly, reaching down beneath the covers to inspect his erection. " You mean you want me from behind? "

He nodded mutely, wondering if he should feel ashamed.

"Actually I was hoping you'd take me that way again. Reach over to the nightstand, there's something in there that makes this position even more fun. " He did as he was told but found there was only one thing in it. It was a metallic blue tube with a dome tip and a dial on the other end. With an odd look, he gave it to her and she giggled. " Never seen a vibrator before? This little thing will make sure I get enough stimulation, you are magnificent, but I really love to do it this way. Most of my boyfriends won't try it, but I… "

He kissed her lips softly with passion, and yet great tenderness, as she lapsed into nervous silence. Watching her eyes open, seeing her smile return as the kiss ended, he purred low in his throat. " I'll do anything you want. I think it's sexy that you're so daring. "

" Well. " She giggled. " What are you waiting for? I'm hot, I'm wet and I still want you. "

He laughed. " But are you hot enough, and wet enough for this? "

She moaned as he put her on her hands and knees, spreading her thighs wide and massaging her sex with his length, letting her slick juices coat him. She started the vibrator and gasped as she touched it against her clit, he nipped her on the shoulder as he felt her thrust her hips against him instinctively needing him deep within her. He realized she couldn't support herself very well with just one hand, so he pushed a pillow beneath her hips and let her put the vibrator where she wanted it before filling her.

The hum of the vibrator was barely noticeable over her moans, and his growls as he impaled her, but he felt it. She came almost immediately, but begged for more, turning the vibrator to an even higher setting, making the curious sensation around his member almost unbearably pleasurable. He gritted his teeth against the approach of his own orgasm and started to thrust harder. Jenna was nearly screaming each time he rammed her, the shuddering of her body almost violent as he struggled to keep going. She was so hot, so slick and he wanted to remember this feeling. He wanted to take her with the reckless abandon she was exhibiting, but he knew he was too strong, that her body would never survive it. He had never had such an intense sexual encounter, her scent, her cries and the uncontrollable spasms of her inner muscles were driving him to his own release, but not before another scream and series of contractions seemed to shake Jenna to helpless silence, whimpering her pleasure as he finally allowed himself to cum with her.

He realized, when his orgasm subsided that Jenna was sleeping, he chuckled, putting her mostly on top of him, he pulled the covers up over them and put the vibrator back in the drawer. In the moonlight, Jenna's beautiful face was serene and strikingly innocent. She seemed to snuggle against him, and he kissed her forehead wondering if he should tell her that Chichi had thrown him out. It was only a few hours ago, why didn't his heart feel like it was breaking. Why did it feel like this was where he belonged, with Jenna? Why did he want to tell everyone he knew that he had met Jenna, and that he wanted to be only with her forever? He still had a wife, and he had always thought that he had loved her, but there was no denying it. Jenna's heart and soul were like air to him. He didn't want Chichi to hate him, but he felt as if a burden he had carried for centuries had finally been lifted from his shoulders. He had married Chichi out of duty, and because she was deeply in love with him or so he had thought. But he hadn't ever really wanted the kind of closeness the intimate connection with his wife that Vegeta seemed to share with Bulma.

He had never wondered why, either until now, but he had never bitten Chichi, and yet the third time they met, he had bitten Jenna. Wasn't that what Bulma had told him Vegeta had done to tell her she belonged to him? He had heard that Bulma and Vegeta shared thoughts and emotions sometimes, and that it had something to do with what Bulma had called bonding, and the bite that had been where they first shared blood when Vegeta finally decided he wanted her as his mate, not just as a plaything. Now he was actually wishing he had paid more attention when Bulma and Chichi had talked about it.

" Jenna. " Goku whispered against her neck, running his tongue over the bite, shuddering as he realized he craved the taste of her blood. The green-eyed beauty stirred, but didn't awaken; a low, soft moan escaped her lips as he nibbled the sensitive skin at the base of her throat. He straightened the covers over her again and was just beginning to purr as she sighed softly, snuggling into his embrace.

" I love you, Goku. " She whispered sleepily.