AN: Here's chapter two thanks for all the reviews. :)
II. Play a game with me
"So you're telling me you sent your college quarterback to the hospital with a concussion, because you hit him in the head with a bottle of liquor." John repeated trying his best not to laugh.
"It wasn't my fault the idiot didn't tell me he was playing the nervous game before he touched me." Joss huffed out.
"The nervous game?" John questioned in confusion.
"Basically it's a stupid game where one person puts their hand on different parts of another person's body, asking "are you nervous". If the person says yes, then you stop." Joss replied taking a sip of wine.
"What if they don't say yes?" He asked curiously.
Joss smirked "Then you'll have much more fun and you might end up getting lucky."
"So I take it you lost the game when you hit him with the bottle." He questioned with a grin, finishing his glass of wine.
"No, I didn't lose. I didn't even know we were playing." Joss defended herself as she got up from her seat dropping the finished wine bottle into the recycling bin.
"Besides had I known, I would have won, stuff like that doesn't make me nervous." Joss stated leaning against the counter top.
"Really?" He questioned skeptically.
Joss watched as he methodically undid the buttons on his cuffs, rolling his sleeves up, before moving out of his seat to stand behind her, resting both his hands on the counter top, trapping her between his body and the counter.
"Are you nervous Joss?" He asked in a low husky voice.
"No. But nice try John." Joss replied as she sipped her wine.
Joss stiffed as he gently trailed his hands up her arms, resting them on her shoulders.
"Are you nervous?" He whispered softly as he brushed his lips against her ear.
"No," Joss replied in slightly high pitched tone, before clearing her throat and setting her wine glass down. She sucked a breath in as he kissed the back of her neck.
"Are you nervous Joss?" He whispered kissing her neck again.
"No." Joss squeaked out as her heart pounded against her chest.
"Hmmm...you really good at this game. Maybe it's time for more drastic methods?" He questioned out loud.
Joss gripped the edge of the counter as she felt him tug the zipper on the back of her dress, pulling it down as far it would go. She felt a shiver run through her body as the draft in the room caressed her heated flesh.
"Nervous?" He asked as he trailed his knuckles down her exposed back, gently following the contours of her spine.
"N…no" Joss stuttered softly, suddenly wishing she had worn a bra under her dress.
She let out a soft grasp as he gently pushed her dress off her shoulders, dragging it down her hips until gravity helped it slide down her legs, pooling on the floor in a crumpled heap of fabric.
Joss bit her lip to stifle her moan as he pulled her backwards into his chest, tugging her hips flush against the bulge straining the front of his pants. She quickly glanced at the lone gun laying on the counter top 'that's definitely not his gun' Joss thought to herself.
"Are you nervous Joss?" He whispered, pushing his erection against her backside.
Not trusting her voice she shook her head no.
Joss felt her eyes flutter close as his large hands cupped her breast, brushing his calloused thumbs over her already painfully hard nipples, before trailing a hand down her stomach and caressing her through her panties.
Pressing his lips against her neck and then her ear, he smiled before whispering "You might not be nervous Joss, but you certainly are wet,….oh so very wet."
"Ahhh…"Joss gasped out loud, closing her eyes latching onto his forearm as his fingers slipped under the fabric of her panties.
When she finally opened her eyes, she was on her back, laying on her kitchen counter. Lifting her head up, her breath caught in her throat as she caught sight of John's head between her legs, his piercing blue eyes glowing in the dark like a feral beast waiting to devour her, body and soul.
"Last time Joss. Are you nervous?" He growled, his voice echoing though the room.
"No…no, no" Joss repeatedly panted out desperately.
"Good. Now scream my name," he demanded pressing his lips against her soaked panties and biting down on her sensitive bundle of nerves.
"Johnnnn!" Joss screamed out loud sitting up in bed as her heart pounding in against her chest, her pulse racing, gasping for air like she just participated in an iron man triathlon. She lazily looked around her dark empty room, as she sluggishly came back to reality, as her breathing evened out.
"Damn 's the sixth time this week, it's not even Friday yet" Joss mumbled out in frustration as she detangled herself from the bed sheets. Walking uncomfortably towards her clothing dresser, yanking out a new pair of underwear, before making her way into bathroom.
