Chapter 9...Reviews please? :) Pretty Please?
Nothing says good morning like a good old fashioned hang over. I pulled my body up from the rock hard mattress, what exactly had I done last night? I reached into the drawer beside my bed to pull out the awaiting aspirin. Moving the bottle into my hand I touched a picture, a picture of a certain someone and all the memories of last night came flooding back.
Another tear rolled down my cheek from the endless supply I seemed to have lately.
"Lita." I heard John's voice yell. I was so delusional that I was hearing him call out to me. Get yourself together Lita that part of your life is over. No matter how much you I don't want it to be…I thought as I trailed my finger over his glossy face.
"Lita are you in there, I really need to talk to you."
I shook my head twice before I moved to the front door and it was apparent that I wasn't crazy. He was actually out there, as much as I was in love with him I didn't want to open the door. I could do without him yelling at me some more.
"I get it, I'm a slut and you hate me. You don't have to tell me anymore John, I heard enough last night."
"I'm sorry about all that, just open up ok?"
Maybe I was going crazy because I thought for sure I just heard John say he was sorry. Taking my chances I pulled back the chain lock and then the deadbolt to let him inside. He didn't speak right away he just rushed to my side and pulled me into his embrace.
"I'm stupid, I'm sorry, I love you." He whispered into my ear. "Candice never meant anything to me, nobody could ever change what I feel for you. I forgive you…Can you please forgive me…for everything."
It was hard to stay mad with his hot breath in my ear and his lips pressed to my neck, I pulled back and nodded I wanted nothing more than to be in his arms, forever. John moved his lips to my partied ones and kissed me, like I'd only dreamed about. I'd almost forgotten how it felt to touch him and be with him like this.
I threw my hands around his neck and pulled him as close to me as possible. I didn't want to let him go; apart of me afraid that he would just disappear, vanish in thin air. He moved his big hands to my neck and pushed back all my hair to kiss me as intensely as I'd ever been kissed.
"I love you." He said.
I smiled against his lips and repeated his words. "I love you too."
He took my hand and led me into my small apartment bedroom. This was it, the thing I'd been dreaming about since I'd left him all those months ago…months that felt like years as he touched me, his hand running up my thigh.
I moaned at his simple touch, unable to contain the fact that couldn't wait to be with him again. I reached out and unbuckled his belt before I tore it off smiling into his kiss.
"Slow down." He said.
"I missed you." I told him pulling his jeans down over his toned legs.
"I noticed."
John shifted his weight on the mattress and moved on top of me; looking up at him I'd never been as happy as I was in that moment. Back in the arms of the one I loved.
The phone began to ring loudly next to us. "Leave it." John says momentarily breaking his lips away from mine.
"What if it's Vince?" I question.
"The machine will get it…" He tells me before shoving his face back to me, I hungrily accept and continue to let the phone ring.
He trails his rough hand up my inner thigh and removes the tiny boxers I had been sleeping in. I arched my back in anticipation as his course hands began to gently stroke my woman hood before he plunged a finger into my core.
"John…" I moaned cut off by my answering machine.
"Lits its Randy, listen how are things going? Sorry I haven't called but it was to weird ya know and I don't think that…"
Randy's muffled voice was silenced by Johns fist connecting with the little box. "Much better." He said.
"Perfect." I told him raising my hand up over his back and pulled the t-shirt over his head. The site before me was amazing, stroking his naked back I couldn't wait for him to be inside me.
He kissed a path of destruction up my stomach over my shoulders up my neck to my face and then pulled my tank top down over my shoulders before he threw it against the nearest wall.
I couldn't wait any longer and I let him know when I pull his boxers over his butt to his feet to meet my shirt on the floor. Guiding him into me I buck and arched my back against the bed to try and contain myself. I hadn't experienced such sheer bliss in my whole life.
"Mmmm." I moaned, running my hands up over his back again. Gripping his shoulders I felt as if we were made to fit each other perfectly just like two puzzle pieces. Even when I was with Randy I closed my eyes and tried to pretend that it felt the same but it didn't.
John pinned my arms up over my head and continued to move with me, my long legs wrapped around his waist. I clawed and racked at the sheets under me before I couldn't handle it anymore and cried out his name. He wasn't far behind and finished before he rolled over next to my still shaking body. I ran my hand up over his chest and curled into him.
"Make up sex really is the best." He said before I playfully smacked his chest.
