Thanks to everyone following my story so far...The following is mature content and the Song "Make You Feel My Love" and all the words and all copyright of the song belong to Adele..credit given oh and the name Dean Ambrose is also property of the WWE ..thanks ;-)...taylor I borrowed one of your ideas love u sis- NIKKI
Dean sat quietly, no words passed from his lips as Jamie held on to him for dear life. Her tears had stained his shirt and continued to flow from her for over an hour. She allowed herself to release all the pain she had felt over a five year time span and this time when she did, someone was there to hold her.
Jamie had held onto the feelings that rolled in her daily, the feelings of not being enough. Not being worth love. Not being the woman that one man needed. Just by having someone there to catch her pain. She had never been able to really let it all go, but for some reason, some odd happenstance that took place by watching a mans daily actions. Here he sat, holding her, rocking her, kissing her forehead, brushing her dreads back that had fallen forward as she weeped, this man. This man.
"Dean, I am really sorry." She said sniffing as she rose to go to the bathroom and get some tissue.
"Sorry for what Jamie."
"Sorry for taking your time, I really didn't know that was going to happen." She said walking back into the living room.
Dean watched her as she sat on the couch beside him. She was so emotional and yet so beautiful. Her eyes were puffy, her nose red and she was dabbing the corner of her eyes while getting herself together. "I need a drink, you want something." She said with a smile
"Yeah actually I do." He said as he grabbed her hand.
Jamie looked at Dean and his eyes were intense, wanting even. "Jamie, can I make love to you?"
"Whaa..I…you already did Dean last night."
"No actually I fucked you, there is a difference."
"What's the difference Dean?" she said with a laugh
"Fucking involves no feeling, making love makes you feel."
Jamie looked at him, the intensity, and she became bashful, more bashful than she had ever felt in her life. "Dean I am a mess, what would make you want to make love to me right now?"
"I love that you look a mess, I love that you are allowing me to see you feel. You don't know how beautiful you look right now."
Jamie continued to look down at her carpet, her eyes becoming blurry with tears. Dean reached over and took her face in the palm of his hand and made her look at him. He could see the pain she had faced in her eyes, he could see the torture and it ate him up. Seth used to tell him that he had the biggest heart he had ever seen, after time went on he just accepted that part of him and allowed only certain feelings with certain people at certain times. This was one of those times. He moved closer to her, and Jamie would not look into his eyes, she wanted to but fear held her eyes at floor level. Dean brushed his lips against hers lightly. Jamie shuttered at the thought of him being close to her again, like this. He pulled back and looked at her, lifting her chin and making her finally look into his eyes. "Jamie, stop looking down, your so much more than that..seriously, stop."
"Its habit Dean, it's habit."
"Well I don't like that crap."
Placing his hand on her neck, Dean pulled her close to him. He took a second round to taste her. His lips grazed hers softly and she let out a moan from within her. Dean took that as a sign to continue. Allowing his Tongue to slide across her lips he began to whisper small things to her and she shivered every time. "Let's go upstairs" Dean said softly and she took his hand and led him quietly to the stairs. Once in the bedroom, Dean peeled off his shirt, and she stood there looking at him.
All she could hear was a song by Adele:
When the rain is blowing in your face,
And the whole world is on your case,
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love.
When the evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love.
I know you haven't made your mind up yet,
But I will never do you wrong.
I've known it from the moment that we met,
No doubt in my mind where you belong
As this tune played in her head she begin to sway back and forth, and eventually started singing the song out loud. Dean took her in his arms and began to dance slowly with her. As if he knew she needed it. Jamie was so confused, her mind so clouded. Where did he come from? Was he always destined for her, had all of the bad relationships, all of the bad moments led her to this moment? Had the eye contact, the missed moments at the diner led to this moment. Was it their destiny? She wasn't sure and neither was he, but at this moment neither really cared, they were just swept up in this moment and the world outside of her home did not exist anymore. Adrien, his ex, no one existed just them.
As he kissed her this time, Jamie let him invade her. His hands searched her body and his lips covered hers fully. She allowed her body, her mind and her senses to finally surrender to someone, someone that she barely knew but someone that she could no feel a bad sense from. Her fire was engulfed in him and she was not about to allow it to be destroyed again. Her leg lifted slightly and wrapped around his waist. He walked her backwards towards her bed and laid her down slowly. His lips began to make a path down her stomach slowly as his tongue darted upon her.
Moans and words of affection existed her lips as she could feel him touching her. Jamie moaned his name louder which made him continue slowly on his path. Dean slid her jeans down slowly and they passed by her full hips and she grabbed him. He watched her before he took his dive to taste her. Stopping he waited for her eyes to meet his and as she looked at him he smiled letting her know he would take care of her.
Dean slid down slowly and his fingers entered her slowly. One finger, then two pierced her and she slid down on them and rolled her hips to meet them as he slowly moved them back and forth. She moaned his name and he answered her as she spoke to him. He loved the way she sounded, the way she felt, smelled ..she was under his spell. Watching her body react to him he tasted her and she grabbed him. Her fingers entangled in his hair, her hips thrusted forward and he felt her tremble under him. Their minds meshed as he explored her, and he grew harder and harder as she moved.
Not once in the past few months had he thought he would be here, not with her..she wasn't his type…she just wasn't. Yes she was right when she said what she said, he wasn't into a woman with extra, he never had been so why her, why now? What was it about her, was it her smile, the way she talked, what made him give this…this a shot? He wasn't sure, he wish he knew but she was intonxicating to him, her body moved in a way that drove him into a deeper wanting for her. Her voice, the way she moaned made him want to ravish her and enter her and explode. Her eyes, her eyes made him want to never let her hurt again…she had gotten under his skin…that touch kid from the streets, had found his match and she was his total opposite.
As he brought her to climax and she came on his fingers and at his touch he couldn't wait any longer. As he ripped the condom and placed it on himself. He looked into her eyes.
"Dean, please take me, and make me feel again…please" she whispered to him as he climbed on top of her.
Slowly he entered her and she cried out his name. It wasn't intentional, it was actually by accident because she meant to do it in her mind and not from her lips. His first thrust was slow and calculated, and she turned her head away from him, she wanted to look into her eyes, but she couldn't. Adrien had always told her she wasn't worthy of eye contact, wasn't worthy of love so she still had that in her. Dean turned her face towards he and she kept her eyes focused on the wall. "Jamie look at me. Look in my eyes." Jamie was beyond hesitatnt to do so, but he repeated "Jamie, eyes here, with me. Not over there, I'm not making love to that wall, I'm making love to you."
Jamie looked at him, his eyes intense, blue and full of desire. "Don't take your eyes off of me ok." Jamie bit her bottom lip and moaned as he thrust forward while say these words. Yet her eyes remained focused. The song that she played in her mind earlier played once again, and she watched him. His eyes focused on her reaction to him, his body tense. She wrapped her legs around him, her thighs warm and fleshy, he felt her, he felt her. As he thrust forward she joined him. Wrapping her arms around his back she began to move as he moved, with every thrust she pressed down and met him, and he groaned.
The song in her head died and the sounds of them filled her ears. His groans made her continue to take him. "Turn over, get on your knees."
She willingly participated with no words. Dean entered her from behind and grabbed her hair, she was filled with him and she loved it. She was so close to the edge, so close to coming and she felt that he knew her body too well, because just when she was knocking at the door, he would release himself from her, just long enough for her to regain her composure.
Dean was almost there, she could feel his love increasing and she was ready for him, and yet to prolong the session he himself would pull out to get his thoughts in tune.
Jamie looking back at him wanted to get on top, he knew so he positioned himself in the middle of the bed and Jamie mounted him slowly. He held her hips as she began to rock back and forth. Bending forward she quickened her pace and he would grab her to let her know he was close, and she would slow herself and then as he eased him body she would quicken the pace. She was ready to release herself and she wanted him to join her this time. Sitting up she watched him, his eyes closed, his mouth open, his hair a sweaty mess and it turned her on even more.
"Dean, watch me."
He looked up at her, his eyes half glazed and watched her move, her breast bouncing quickly, which made him take them into his mouth while she moved on top of him. He walls began to close around him and he could feel her body quivering, the both of them came in unison with each other and the moans escaped between them both.
She collapsed on top of him and he turned her to the side. One leg under his, one leg wrapped over him. He laid there inside of her, and they fell asleep.
Hours later, they both woke up to a sound, it sounded like a glass breaking….Dean looked at her and Jamie looked at him with fear in her eyes.
Had Adrien found her again? Dean forgetting Agnes told him not to say anything asked her where her hide away was, and she looked at him basically saying how did he know about that. Dean asked her again where was it, she said she had it in her bathroom, in the closet there was a hidden panel for her to get way and hide.
"Go there now!"
"Dean no! Come with me don't do this, you don't know Adrien like I do, he is crazy…PLEASE"
"Go there Now, right fucking now…I got this."
"Dean?" she said as tears began to form in her eyes
"Jamie, I didn't grow up on these street for nothing, if he is here he won't make it out alive, now go to your hiding place, NOW."
Jamie jumped up and threw on her shorts and ran into her bathroom and shut the door, once in there she went into her closet and in the back of it was a panel, with one finger push it was opened and behind that small panel was a room with a locked door. She walked in and sat, alone, praying and crying.
Dean rose out of the bed, he had nothing but his fist and he was going to use them to beat the hell out of whomever was in Jamie's home. Walking slowly down the stairs he heard someone rumbling around in the kitchen. Instantly he though about the kitchen knives and prepared himself for anything.
As he snuck around the corner a small petite figure was in the kitchen.
"Hello?"
The woman turned around and smiled, he could see the gray in her hair and figured she must have been someone Jamie knew. Dean texted Jamie to let her know that it wasn't a man and a few seconds later Jamie appeared behind him.
"Mommie, what are you doing here."
"Well I was about to make some dinner for you so it would be ready when you got home, but I see you have had enough dinner today."
Dean blushed as he adjusted his jeans. "Hello ma'am, Dean Ambrose." He said extending his hand.
"Hello Dean, I am Marlene Prescott, Jamie's mother.
Dean took that as his note to exit the room, so he kissed her and went back upstairs to watch television. While her mother stared at Jamie, they both laughed when he left the room.
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