He frantically looked around, searching for her. The crowds of people traveling on a Monday morning in Tampa was insane, but not surprising.
He was sporting cargo shorts and a T-shirt, a hat concealing his face, and some birkenstocks. It'd been four weeks since he'd seen her. It'd been too long. Far too long. He missed her touch and laugh, and he would finally have her for a week.
"Jay?"
He heard his name and turned around to look, his arms open. He saw her dashing towards him, her hair flowing behind her as she embraced him into a much needed hug. She wrapped her arms around his neck and immediately their lips were hooked together. They explored each other's caverns, relearning the touch of each other that had been gone for a month.
He didn't know how long they were there, but finally they both pulled apart to consume air, their arms still wrapped in one another. "Baby." Jay smiled, breathing heavily, cupping her face in his hands before kissing her deeply again, this one much different than the first. It was slow and full of love. The want and need was all gone, just the two of them now. "I missed you so much."
She rested her hand on his chest, catching her breathe. "I missed you more." Erin smiled, linking their two hands together. She missed this feeling. The feeling of feeling whole. She missed him so much these past four weeks, she couldn't be happier. It was lonely at home, but she wouldn't admit that. Two more months and she could be with him forever. June couldn't get here faster. "How is the Dawson clan?"
"They're great. They miss you. A lot." Jay smiled. He missed her more than any of them. "But I missed you more." He picked up her suitcase, leading her to the awaiting car.
Erin's skin flower as the sun hit her, and she couldn't do anything but pull him in for another kiss. They rememorized each other's taste, after being absent for a month. Jay dropped the handle of the suitcase in front of the car as his hands wandered to her hips, squeezing them lightly.
She finally pulled back, panting for oxygen. She smiled at him once more, pecking his cheek as she climbed into the passenger seat of his truck. Jay followed behind, closing the door before grazing her cheek with his hand. Erin's eyes fluttered close at his touch.
My god, they were acting like horny teenagers.
"Jay, can we go home?" She whispered as his hand trailed down her body. "Please?" She needed him. She needed him like a drug. She longed for his touch.
He smiled at her plea. As much as he wanted her, he wanted to slowly torcher her. "I suppose. It's only a five minute drive. And, I know nobody will be there. They all went to the zoo on the day off." He smirked, starting the engine. He and Antonio both knew Erin was coming in today. He and Sylvie once had been in the same position- long distance.
Jay pulled onto the highway, and turned up the radio, listening to other Spring Training games. He figured to start working her up now. He slid his hand down to her jean covered center, pressing against it. Her leg jumped up as Erin moaned at his touch as he began to rub circles against her. Her hands clenched the sides of the seat as she panted, clearly trying to regain control.
But, Jay would not allow that. One thing they both had noticed as their relationship was developing more was Jay's confidence. It seemed to rise, and he seemed to go out of his normal zone to spice up their relationship. For instance, he had never had phone sex before he met Erin. But damn, did that change quickly.
Jay pulled into the garage of the condo, retrieving Erin's suitcase from the back of the car, and closing the door to the house behind him. He rolled her suitcase to their bedroom for the next week.
His breathe caught in his throat as she sat on the bed, her legs crossed. She was biting down on her lip, a smirk on her face. Jay closed and locked the door, walking up to her. He pushed her back onto the bed and moved on top of her, kissing everywhere and anywhere he could. He peppered kisses over her face, and down to her collarbone. He commanded her to lift her arms so he could take her shirt off. She complied and he groaned when he did. "Are these new?" He questioned the red lace bra she wore underneath her shirt, nodding eagerly. The cups were trimmed with black lace, and Jay couldn't help but notice how she popped out of the bra.
The bra landed on the floor in a matter of minutes, and he continued his torcher on her. His lips explored the newly revealed skin, relearning her body over again. His hands went to her breasts, and she arched her back at his motions, feeling another gush of moisture pool between her thighs. Jay didn't want to go slow tonight. They could do that tomorrow. Tonight he wanted to ravish her and plunge into her over and over again until she couldn't walk. Being away for so long have him a sense of possessiveness. She was his.
Jay easily flicked open the fly on her jean shorts, discovering she was wearing a matching set of red lace underwear. Her shorts fell to the floor, resting aside her other clothes. He pressed a finger against her center, and she grunted in response. She cried his name, begging for a release. He moved to the bottom of the bed, kissing his way up one of her legs, until he pressed an open mouthed kiss against her inner thigh. That had her crying. He repeated the process, despite her cries of a release. She begged repeatedly for him to thrust inside her needy self, but he refused.
Jay toes off her last article of clothing, sliding them down her mile long legs, for it to pool with the other discarded clothes. He pressed his fingers against her clit and they both moaned at the touch. She was wet. So wet. Jay could smell her arousal and was tempted to devour her with his mouth, but instead he slid in one finger, then two. She moaned- cried, his name again. He pumped in and out, her body bucking underneath his fully clothed body.
"Jay," She groaned, "Please. Please. I'm going to come undone. I need you now," She couldn't think straight. He amazed her. His touch was so intimate, any touch could send her over the edge. She squeezed her legs together, looking for a relief of the pressure building up. She failed to do so, and as Jay's fore and middle finger were assaulting her insides, his thumb was rubbing circles against the sensitive bud. "I want you, inside of me, now!"
Jay grinned smiling at her pleas. He sped up his motions inside of her, speaking the words she needed to hear. "Let it go, Er." And that's exactly what happened. She yelled his name, his lips covering her calling for him as she rode out her high. He pulled his now, drenched fingers out of her, and discarded all of his clothes. He didn't care what the circumstances were, he just needed her after a whole month.
Today was not the day to be easy. The amount of sexual frustration growing over the past month had reached a record breaking high. He never wanted a girl this much. But here he was, flipping his girl over and thrusting into her tightness from behind.
Erin gasped at the new position and sucked in her breathe as she accommodated to his size. It was the best feeling in the wold. She buried her head into the mattress to mute her screams as much as she could. "Yes, god yes!"
Her remark made his desire for her to rise, so he placed his hand on her lower back as he pounded into her. With every thrust, he would hit her g- spot, and every time, she would grunt. His thrusts were so powerful the bed started to move a few inches. He couldn't do anything but pound into her. She was amazing. Nobody had ever made him feel this way. And he was sure she felt the same way as she was underneath him panting. He reached one of his hands around her to grab her clitoris and pinch the bundle of nerves. "Come on, Er. Come on, baby girl."
That was the complete undoing for Erin. Her orgasm hit her, hard. She didn't hide her high pitch scream that rung throughout the room as her hands balled into fists against the comforter as her boyfriend continued to pound into her. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She felt herself explode over Jay, and all she could do was moan. How could she not? Her boyfriend was making her feel like s ducking queen.
Tonight, she sensed the toughness in Jay's demeanor. And she wasn't complaining at all. Tonight had been completely different. She felt a sense of urgency. She needed that. So, she cried his name once more. God, she loved this man.
And her cries and moans and screams were music to Jay's ears. He pumped one last time. Her cry triggered his high. He exploded inside of her, stilling his actions, sighing her name. He didn't know how long he stayed inside of her, but when he did pull out, she moaned st his absence. He pulled her onto his bed and kissed her deeply. "God, I love you."
Jay's eyes fluttered open, and he smiled to himself feeling the weight on his bare body. It was his girl. She was half on him, half off of him, the cotton sheets covering their modesty. His hand traced shapes on her back, and he watched her sleeping state. He memorized the way her face was peaceful while she slept, a soft smile on her lips, the way her hair covered her shoulder, and how her collarbone popped out. His eyes tightened as he saw the purple splotch resting right above her right collarbone.
She was going to kill him. Literally.
But, that wouldn't stop him from running his hands down her body, stopping to rest on her thigh. His thumbs rotated in circles around her hip, and that seemed to drift her out of her state of slumber. Her brown eyes opened, and were already shining. They were so bright. When she smiled softly, he thought he was going to die. She was gorgeous. Beyond gorgeous.
"Good morning, baby," He kissed her temple and grinned fro near to ear. "How'd you sleep?" He slept great. He got to fall asleep with his girl in his arms. How could it get any better than that?
She ran her fingers up and down his chest, contemplating an answer. "Amazing." It was the first time in a month she got proper sleep, and it was all because this man, whom she hadn't known a year, was next to her. His strong arms were wrapped around her torso, and that's all she needed. She could sleep a lifetime with him next to her.
"I'm glad," He whispered into her ear, sucking softly on the shell of it. Her eyes fluttered shut, memorizing the feeling of his actions. "I love you." He continued on, sighing. He was so happy. And he didn't want to go to the stadium today. He had a game, but he really just wanted to stay in with her today. Not to mention, Stephen would be there. They did not need a repeat of last time. Jay continued to rub circles on her back, kissing her head. She was so breathtaking. He couldn't even begin to imagine what his life would be like without her.
Erin grinned against the crook of his neck and moved to look up at him to voice her reply. "I love you too," Her right hand came up to cup his jaw and she lifted herself up and kissed his lips lazily. In reality, they were kissing each other's chins, they were in an early morning daze. Last night wore them both out and neither of them wanted to leave each other's embrace. "We should probably get up."
Jay nodded sadly. "You're probably right. I have to be there in an hour and a half. Antonio always likes to get their early," He moved out of bed, turning to kiss her one last time before he moved towards the shower.
She wrapped herself in the blankets for a few minutes, trying to think of an idea. When she failed, she got out of bed and threw on today's clothes, which consisted of jean shorts and a T-shirt. She combed her fingers through her hair, into a pony tail, and went into the bathroom, which was already foggy, and start applying on makeup. "Start turning on the air vent, Jay."
"Sorry, Er." He replied, creating a window through the glass steam doors to see her standing in front of the mirror brushing her teeth. "Are you riding with me or Sylvie?" He raises his voice so she could hear him through the glass doors.
She put her toothbrush back into its holder, and turned around to look at Jay staring at her from the shower. "I'll go with Sylvie. I need to talk to her about a few things, actually." Erin smiled weakly as she started apply the small amount of makeup she needed.
Jay turned off the water at her words and wrapped the towel around his waist, opening the shower door and stepping out, coming face to face with her, his body covered with droplets of water. "Is everything okay with us, Er?"
"Yes, Jay, it's nothing," She laughed, noticing how concerned he got. "I just want to have some girl time with Sylvie. I'll hang with her and I'll see you at the stadium, okay?" She smiled softly, looking into his eyes that were slowly returning to their normal size. Jay nodded in response, and leaned down to peck Erin on the cheek. "No you don't. Stay away from me until you're dry," She giggled pressing her hand against his damp chest. "I'm going to go see the littles, I think they miss me."
"Erin!" She turned her head to see a little ten year old with a head of blonde hair come rushing towards her, full speed. Erin bent down and caught the little girl, wrapping her arms around her as she embraced her into a needed hug. "Hi!" She giggled as Erin picked her up and twirled with her in her arms.
"Hi, Ms. Emma. How is my favorite little girl?" Erin asked, putting Emma back on the floor as she walked over to the pantry to pour a cup of coffee.
"I'm not little!" Emma crossed her arms, jumping to sit up on the counter that Erin was leaning against, bringing the rim of the mug up to her lips. "I'm ten now! Double digits!" She held up both of her hands, proving s point to Erin.
"That's right! You are ten! Wow! Next thing I know, you'll be driving! And dating!" Erin exclaimed, moving to the toaster to put a bagel into it. She smiled at Emma as she took in the little girl's appearance. She was wear jean shorts and a navy blue tank top, her Yankees bow clipped into the side of her hair as she parades around the room.
"Daddy said I can't date until I'm thirty." She replied, retrieving a water bottle fri mother fridge.
"Well, your daddy is wrong."
Emma turned around and screeched. "Uncle Jay! Put me down!" She giggled as her uncle picked her up and bounced her up and down in his arms as he walked liver to Erin. "Erin! Help me!" She laughed hysterically, the child's giggles filling the house.
"What do you think, Er? Do you think she has to wait until she is thirty? I think her daddy is wrong," Jay laughed as he ticketed Emma's stomach, coming to stand next to Erin. He placed Emma back onto the counter as he got himself his own cup of coffee. When he turned around, Emma and Erin were engrossed in a conversation on how awesome being ten years old is and how that's a big number. Jay couldn't help but smile at the moment. His heart clenched and he fell more in love with her seeing her interact with small kids. Erin Lindsay was definitely who he wanted to spend his life with from this moment on.
"Jay, let's go!" Antonio hells as he walks in from the back door, carrying in a grocery bag, Sylvie following behind with another bag. "We can't be late."
"We don't have to be there for another..." Jay looked down at his watch. "Hour. We live five minutes away. We will survive." Jay rolled his eyes, staring intently at Erin as she helped put groceries away to the best of her ability, given the fact she hadn't even been here for twenty four hours.
"Jay. It's always better to be early than late." Antonio replied. "Car, five minutes." Antonio hollered as he exited the film into the Florida sun.
"I'll see you there, Er." Jay whispered as he pecked her forehead, taking off.
"So it's that simple? Really?" Erin asked as she and Sylvie sat down in the box seats reserved for the family of players.
"Erin, it's not rocket science. It's life," Sylvie continued. "You don't need to be worried. I will warn you, Jay does get into a mood if he has a bad day. Just s heads up." Sylvie pointed towards the field where their two men were waving at them. They all waved back, blowing each other kisses.
"That makes me feel a little bit better," She smiled gratefully. "Thank you. I'm going to go snag a hotdog. Do you want anything?" Erin asked as she made her way to the aisle. Sylvie shook her head, and so Erin traveled to the nearest food stand, and was thankful this was a closed batting practice, which meant no insane wait time.
"Erin? It's great to see you, sweet girl. I've missed you." Erin regretted turning around the moment the words left her mouth.
"Stephen."
Happy Easter! Please let me know any requests for this story! Please review, and I'll be back with chapter eleven next Sunday.