I Love To Love You, the prequel to 'Completely Unreal'.
Jenny Jagielski-Scott enjoys a romantic night with the man she loves.
Jenny/Jamie.
Notes: Two years apart in age, Jenny was born in 2004 and Jamie on Graduation day of '06. They reconnected playing basketball at Duke. It's September of 2027 and Jenny has just led the Oak Lake Academy girls' varsity to an upset victory over the Ravens in the semifinals of the state tournament. (She has decided not to go pro and instead, to coach basketball.)
"Jenny?" James called through his palatial estate, "Baby, are you here?"
"In the bathroom honey!" she shouted.
Walking into the bathroom, Jenny peered out from the curtain attached to their whirlpool, "Hey stud, how'd your day go?"
James melted at the sight of her smile, "It was tough, but it's all better now, I'll be back in a second."
"Jamie," Jenny pouted.
"Hey, if you want me to join you I'm going to have to get rid of all of this," he smiled, pointing to his suit.
"Go," Jenny whispered, her eyes glazing over with lust.
He wrapped his muscular arms around her a few seconds later, "I love you, you know that?"
She turned around and straddled him, "I love you too."
He moaned as she began to trace his jaw line with kisses, "Baby."
"I know," she whispered, "just be patient."
She began kissing every visible part of him, eliciting a string of growls and moans from her lover, "Baby, now."
"So close," she whispered, whimpering slightly as he took control.
"I. Love. You. So. Much!" he exclaimed, punctuating every tender word with a no so tender thrust.
Suddenly they both spilled over the edge, stopping only to kiss each other and catch their breath.
Jenny broke the kiss a few minutes later; "I love it when you come home from a tough day all frustrated, then take it out on me!" Jenny grinned.
"Oh you're so bad," James laughed.
"You love it!" Jenny laughed.
"One of many traits I love about you," James nodded at his wife in agreement.
"Hmmm," Jenny said, deep in thought, "Let's continue this in the bedroom lover boy."
"You know, I really love the way you think wifey!" James laughed, scooping her up and dropping her on their bed.
"So how 'bout returning the favor," he mused out loud, tracing her jaw line with kisses.
"You're," she whimpered, "So evil."
"Evil," he ground out, "Really?"
"Evil," she agreed breathlessly, matching his downward thrust with an upward one.
"I'll show you what it means to be evil," he groaned, "Ready?"
"Always," she whispered, reaching climax in unison with him for the second time that night.
He smiled as he pulled out of her, " I love to love you, you know that?"
"I love to love you too, James Lucas Scott," she smiled.