Madison
J was on a mission and I was going with it. I was letting myself feel again. After shutting my feelings down for so long, allowing myself to go there again was electric. My body buzzed, my mind dancing with the possibilities, and my desire for J was in overdrive.
I needed to have him.
Now.
Any doubts I’d been having about how he felt had been erased when I saw the raw emotion on his face when he saw me tied up by Nix. I never thought I’d see the day, but I was relieved when he’d killed that asshole standing over me. It was no secret that I struggled with the violence surrounding Storm, but my eyes had been opened and Mum was right; anything J did was for those he loved. Even what he had done to Rob. I was annoyed at myself for taking so long to see this because it had kept me from J all this time. And I didn’t want to be without him for one second longer.
I followed him wordlessly through his house into his bedroom, all the while holding his hand; I wasn’t letting him go.
When we reached his room, he turned to me, and pulled me close. Our eyes locked and I licked my bottom lip, drawing his attention to my mouth. I wrapped my hands around his neck letting my fingers thread through his hair and then pulled his face to mine. The minute our lips met, my core clenched and my brain became a scrambled mess. I needed this man like I had never needed another, and I pushed myself closer to him; I couldn’t get close enough.
He groaned and reached his hands down to my ass and lifted me so that my legs were wrapped around him. Next second, we were up against the wall, lips smashed together and his hands were under my top, searching for my breasts.
“Baby, you feel so good,” he murmured as he rolled my nipple between his fingers.
“Fuck, J,” I moaned, and then kissed him before pulling back away. “Why did we wait so long?” It wasn’t really a question that required answering; more a statement of how much I wanted this right now.
“I don’t fucking know, but don’t think that you can stop me now, ‘cause nothing will fucking stop me now. I’m yours and you’re mine, always have been.” He stared intently into my eyes when he spoke.
I nodded and smiled. “Yes,” I said simply, and then a little more aggressively, “Now, fuck me.”
He grinned, and then his lips were back on mine: hard, insistent. Gripping my ass, he turned and walked us to the bed, laying me down while he stood and watched me from hooded eyes.
“Take your clothes off,” he commanded and I didn’t hesitate to obey.
I shimmied out of my jeans, lifted off my top and threw it on the floor, closely followed by my bra. Watching J watch me made me wetter than I already was. I couldn’t resist playing with him a little. Running my hands over my tits, I pinched my nipples, and then reached one hand down into my panties and rubbed my clit. My eyes did not leave J, but his eyes roamed my body, first watching me touch my tits and then following my hand into my panties. He loved to watch, and I loved to be watched. I had forgotten how in sync we were.
“Taste yourself,” he said as he unbuttoned his jeans.
He pulled his cock free and stroked it. All the time, his eyes remained on my pussy, eager for a show, so I dipped my finger into my wetness and then lifted it to my lips, sucking and licking. He stroked harder and a little faster, which only turned me on more. I moved to a kneeling position in front of him on the bed and pushed his jeans down; I wanted all barriers to J removed. Stepping out of them, he tugged off his shirt. J liked to go commando so he now stood naked in front of me.
I traced the ink on his chest, remembering the day he had it done. It was my name tattooed in an anchor and I was surprised he still had it. His hand cupped my chin and he tilted my face up to look at him while his other hand wrapped around mine that had been exploring his chest.
“Baby, it’s always been you. Always. Tell me you believe that,” he said, his voice husky.
“Yes, I believe it, J,” I breathed out, full of love and desire. I reached my other hand up to his face and pulled him to me, kissing him deep and hard, before admitting, “And it’s always been you. I thought this was done, but it’s not, and I don’t ever want it to be.” I laid my heart bare before him and prayed he wouldn’t fuck with it again; that he would treasure it and help me to finally put it back together.
“It won’t ever be done. You and me, that’s forever, and this time… this time I’ll do right by you. I thought I had always put you first, but today, seeing you there, fucking tied up… fuck, today I realised I would do anything for you. I won’t make the mistakes I’ve made in the past.”
And just like that, he had me. I was back where I should be. I was his. He had my heart again and it was time to give him my body. Briefly, I touched his ink again and then trailed my hand slowly down to his cock. He sucked in a breath as I took hold and moved my hand up and down the length of him, slow at first and then faster.
J suddenly gripped my hand and stopped me, heat flashing in his eyes. “It’s been too long without you. I want this to last longer than a minute,” he growled.
I was impatient to have him but I let him set the pace. Pulling away, I laid back on the bed. Touching myself through my panties I enticed him. “I’m all yours, J.”
Wasting no time, he leant over me and ripped my panties off. Spreading my legs, he dipped his head between them. When his tongue hit my clit, I gripped the bed to steady myself, the firework of sensations leaving me gasping for breath.
I desperately needed more and struggled to hold back. Struggled to let him continue this slow, maddening tease.
He continued to explore me with his tongue while his hands held my ass and positioned my legs over his shoulders. I tangled my fingers in his hair and tugged when the pressure built, grinding my pussy into his face. Fuck, I loved his mouth on me. When he pushed a finger inside, I gripped his hair hard. I was almost there. One finger became two and he pushed and swirled inside me until the pressure grew and I came.
Holy hell.
It was only ever like this with him.
J lifted his head and untangled my legs from his shoulders. He moved up the bed until his face was over mine and he kissed me, the taste of my pussy in his mouth. I loved it when he tasted me, and it sent me a little wild. I kissed him harder, moaning deeply.
He kissed me back just as hard and then pulled away, chuckling, “You still like to taste your own pussy, babe?”
I entwined my leg around his, sliding my foot down his calf. “Fuck, yeah.” I grinned at him before reaching for his cock. “J, I need you in me. Now.”
“You’ve no fucking idea how much I need that too,” he rasped, slamming his mouth onto mine, our lips and tongues melding perfectly together.
The kiss was electrifying and J only ended it so he could move his lips to my neck and then down to my breasts, where he sucked and nipped at my nipples. While I enjoyed the foreplay, I was ready for him. Hell, I’d always been ready for him. “Now, J. I need you to fuck me, now.”
He pushed himself up and reached for his pants, grabbing a condom out of his wallet, eyes on me while he did this. I loved the desire I saw in those eyes and the heady feeling it gave me. Once he had the condom on, he came back to me for another hard and fast kiss. I wrapped both legs around him and finally, he entered me, slow at first and then he thrust all the way in.
Holy. Fuck.
J’s cock filled me and he thrust in and out, in and out as he watched me, his breathing erratic. Every one of my nerve endings was on fire and I squeezed my eyes shut as the sensations shot through me.
“Eyes, babe,” J grunted, and I snapped my eyes open. “Keep ‘em on me.”
I lifted my head and flicked my tongue out to taste his lips. Desire flared in those eyes of his and he kissed me, sliding his tongue over mine in the way I loved.
Holy hell, I never wanted to have sex with another man again.
J was it for me.
My arms were already around him, but I clawed his back, trying to wrap myself closer around him while he pounded into me. And then I shattered, coming hard. J wasn’t far behind me, releasing a deep growl before he thrust as far and as hard as he could, before stilling as he came. Spent, his head fell next to mine and he lay on me.
We lay locked together, savouring the release and the joining. Reluctantly he rolled off me and stood, removing the condom and dealing with it before coming back to the bed and lying on his side next to me. He propped himself up on his elbow, resting his head on his hand and reached out to smooth my hair. No words were spoken while he gently caressed my face, and yet his actions spoke volumes.
Once our heavy breathing calmed, he spoke. “Your pussy, babe. It’s mine.”
“Really? And who says so?” I couldn’t help but play with him and his cocky, territorial attitude, even though I wholeheartedly agreed with him.
He raised his eyebrows. “After that, you’re gonna fucking argue?”
“Maybe I just like to have a say in these things.”
“Yeah, baby. I remember. But let’s settle this now. You and your pussy are mine. Yeah?”
I laughed. “Yeah, J. We’re yours.” I leaned over, and gave him a kiss.
“Thank fuck, babe,” he said before pulling me close and turning me so that we were spooning. “Now have a rest. It’s been a long fucking day.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I was out fast, dreaming of a future with my man.
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