Justin

Justin

I didn't think I was going to be able to sleep after hearing what she said. Maybe I was mistaken, or not hearing the whole thought, but she said something that I was not expecting her to say. I ended up falling asleep though. She sure as hell wasn't letting me go, and I was comfortable lying there with her. She said she loved me, and I…I was starting to think that she did.

I woke up with an unfamiliar weight on my chest. My eyes snapped open, and I was staring into Jhondie's lovely light green eyes. She was propped up on her elbows, watching me sleep. I had no idea how long she'd been there. I wrapped my arms around her and succeeded in getting us both tangled up in the blankets. She was smiling and looked like she was feeling better. She leaned over and kissed the tip of my nose. I couldn't smile back, still thinking of the last thing she'd said to me.

"What's wrong?" she asked immediately. I had no idea how to explain.

"You…ummm…before you fell asleep you said…" I stumbled over the words. "Never mind."

Her brow wrinkled in confusion, and I could almost see her mind replaying what had been said. She told me before she knew what was going on during the seizures, and they didn't cause memory loss like an epileptic seizure. Suddenly her eyes widened. "Oh," she said in a small voice.

"It's okay," I said quickly. "Seizures, heavy meds…I will discount anything you tell me too." I was expecting a smile and a laugh. Instead our eyes met, and there were tears in hers.

"I love you Justin," she said simply. She let out a little embarrassed laugh, and put a finger against my lips. "I'm not trying to get you to say or do anything. But, I love you and you deserve to know that's the way I feel about you." I didn't know what to say.

"Jhondie," I whispered, not wanting to break the moment. She leaned over and pressed her lips to mine before I could say another word.

"I don't want to hear anything forced," she said against my mouth. Rather than speak, I slid my hand up her back into her hair and held her into a long kiss. Her entire body relaxed against me as the kiss lasted and lasted, out tongues dancing sweetly around each other's. Her arms tangled around my neck, and I wasn't sure how, but then I was half on top of her and we were still kissing, passion and hot desire starting to rise in both of us.

One of her hands left my neck for a second, and then the towel still covering her loosened. Instead of touching cloth, her silken skin was under my fingers. I pulled back a little so that our eyes met, the question unspoken. A tiny smile touched the corners of her mouth.

"I want this," she said softly. She touched my face gently. God, she was so beautiful. "I want you." Her hand went to the back of my neck, and she pulled me back to her. Our kiss was slower this time. I wasn't sure if this was a dream or not, but I was going to enjoy every second of it. With a light tug, the towel was off of her and on the floor.

I pulled back the blanket, and for a long moment drank in her nude beauty. Christ, Manticore got it right when they tried to make the perfect body. She blushed at my intense perusal. For a moment I was tempted to ravage first, and ask questions later, but it wasn't going to be like with us. Not her. Funny. I had been a pretty selfish guy in the past. But Jhondie…she was different. I didn't want her to regret this.

We kissed again, this time my hands roaming freely over her body, exploring her soft skin. I had no idea that skin could feel like this. She shivered as I found sensitive spots on her stomach and inner thighs. I finally dragged my lips from hers, trailing them down her neck, making her gasp as they headed to their destination.

My tongue ran around her nipple teasingly, making her cry out with desire. She grabbed my head and pulled me into her breast. Well…if she insisted…she was almost whimpering with pleasure as I sucked on her hard nipples, alternating between both breasts. I didn't want either to feel left out. She was damn near writhing on the bed, her hands tangled in my hair, and then running down my back.

It was amazing. Why didn't anyone tell me that pleasuring a woman could be pleasuring to yourself as well? Why was she so damn different? For the first time in my life, I didn't want to "just get to the good stuff". She was so intoxicating. Her scent. The taste of her skin. The desire in her eyes. This was so…I'd had sex plenty of times before. So this was the difference between sex and making love. It was the sweetness between us even with the passion. It was needing all of her, not just her body. It was the trust, the laughter, the times we'd talked for all hours about everything, it was the…oh God…I didn't realize…was I that dumb? The difference…I understood now.

Jhondie

I almost killed him when Justin suddenly stopped kissing my tummy and pulled back. Our eyes met and he looked…confused about something. He didn't need to be confused; he was doing pretty good on his own there. Dear God, he was doing good there. Most of my sexual experience was in the backseat of a car, that fumbling teen kind of thing. This was spectacular.

"Justin…" I protested, wanting him to continue. "What's wrong?"

He suddenly grinned, his eyes lighting up. "Not a thing," he said softly, the joy in his eyes almost painful to see. "I just…it never…I'm not always the brightest person." What the hell was he talking about? I guess he could see my frustration. "I love you Jhondie," he said, still grinning.

My eyes got huge. He put a finger against my lips. "And not because of anything you said, or that I think you want to hear it. I love you." He leaned over and kissed me, sealing his declaration. "I didn't know before," he said softly against my mouth. "Didn't know that this was what it was like." The kiss deepened, saying more than words ever could.

He loved me. It wasn't just that he said it. I could feel it in his kiss, his touch, and the look in his eyes. I burst into laughter, and rolled over quickly so that I was flat on top of him. He was smiling again; that drop-dead gorgeous smile that made me want to melt every time I saw it. I kissed his mouth lightly, and then his chin and neck. His hands were still caressing me, but I wasn't going to be waylaid in my exploration of his body.

I rubbed my face against his lightly furred chest, inhaling the smell of his warm golden skin. My teeth scraped against his nipple making him jump a little. He deserved a little something back for stopping a minute ago there. His body felt like silk-covered steel beneath my hands and lips. I couldn't believe a man could be so hard and so soft at the same time. Speaking of hard…

I grabbed Justin's wrists and put his hands behind his head. He grinned wickedly at me, but he left them where I wanted them. My hands hooked into the waistband of his boxers, and peeled them down his legs. I was trembling with anticipation already. He was lucky I didn't just rip the damn things off of his body. Damn. I mean *damn*. I know skin is supposed to be the largest organ in the human body, but I think some comparative measurements were going to have to be taken to make sure.

Oh my God he was beautiful. I know men are supposed to be handsome, but he was beautiful. It was one of those bodies that should be sculpted or something. And it was all mine now. I lay down beside him, pressing my body close, feeling the heat from his skin burning into me. I smiled at him and then ran my hand up his thigh, pausing for a moment to get my courage up, and then ran my fingers lightly over the hard column of flesh.

Justin sucked in his breath, and let it out with a sigh. His eyes closed, and I wrapped my hand around him, stroking him slowly.

"Oh my God," he groaned, his breathing becoming more ragged as I continued the slow up and down motion. It was so erotic to see the mounting pleasure in his expression and movements. "Damn baby, that feels so good," he murmured.

In a single fluid motion he grabbed my hand off of him and pressed me so that I was lying on my back. Our eyes met and my breath caught at the fire in his. He was breathing hard, and I could tell he was trying to calm down when he put his forehead against mine.

"You keep that up and it's going to be over before it starts," he said. I had to grin. He kissed me long and deep, my entire body going limp with the sensation. One of his arms was under my neck holding me close to him, and his other hand was once again exploring my body. God, I was so turned on if he didn't really touch me soon I was going to die from the sheer wanting.

His hand drifted down my breast and stomach, paused teasingly for a moment, and then he gently began to stroke the extremely sensitized skin. I almost jerked off of the bed as the intense pleasure flooded my body. If Justin hadn't been holding me tightly I might have fallen off of the bed. He kissed me hard, my arms around his neck keeping him locked against me as he continued rubbing and stroking.

I was totally lost in a world of sweet sensations. For all of my strength and ability, all I could do was lay in his arms, moaning and gasping as his hands and mouth did things to me, cause feelings that I had no idea existed. Oh God he was incredible. It had never been like this before. Ever since the escape I'd always had some control over what was going on when someone else touched my body. I trusted Justin. I loved him. The control I'd always kept, that part of me that had always been kept hidden, it was his now, and I wasn't sure when or how, but I didn't care anymore.

"Justin!" I sobbed, almost on the verge of tears as the tension built to a wild peak.

"Just let go baby," he whispered in my ear. "I got you love."

He slid his finger deep inside of me, the pleasure intensifying exponentially, and sending me flying over the edge into an incredible climax. I cried out, my head back, body arched as the storm of sensation raged through my entire body. He kept me on the wild peak, easing me off gently, and then moved in between my legs.

Our eyes met as we paused for a moment, knowing that this would change everything forever between us. We never broke eye contact as he moved forward, gently pressing into my body. I couldn't help the low moan of pleasure as I felt him stretching me, moving with the sweetest friction until our bodies were completely joined. Both of us were gasping with the pleasure.

Justin started to move in a slow rhythm, leaning over so that our lips could still meet. My legs wrapped around him and we started to move together, matching each other's movements. The pleasure I thought couldn't be topped mere moments before flared up again even stronger this time. We started to move faster, flying together towards a wild vortex that had never existed before this moment in time. Oh God…

Both of us were speaking, low sounds between the sighs and moans of ecstasy. We moved together, and for a moment, it was like we had merged into one person. One voice, one heart, one body, one soul. Who was saying what? I couldn't tell anymore. "Oh God. Need you. I. Baby, yes. Love you. Yes. God, I. Forever, love. Oh, yes sweetheart. Don't let go." I couldn't tell where he ended and I began anymore, and I didn't care in the slightest. I had been born for this man, this moment, and nothing else mattered.

Pleasure built wildly, every part of me feeling totally alive for the first time ever. Suddenly the passion peaked, every cell in my body contracting with pleasure so intense it was nearly agony, my fingers digging into Justin, tears sliding down my cheeks helplessly from the passion and desire. I could hear Justin crying out with his own pleasure as I felt his spasms deep within me.

We collapsed together in a tangle of sweaty limbs, holding onto each other like we were drowning. I could hear his heartbeat slamming in his chest, matching the runaway rhythm of my own. Our breathing started to slow and we relaxed against each other, my head tucked against his chest, the rest of our bodies as intertwined as possible.

"I love you," I said softly, not sure if he was awake or not.

He moved slightly so that he could look into my face. The tenderness in his eyes alone almost brought me to tears. "I love you Jhondie Katherine Harris," he said emotionally. "Forever."

I smiled, feeling a tear escape my eye. "Forever," I echoed. He smiled back and we kissed softly. I snuggled back up to him and closed my eyes. Who would have guessed today would be like this? I thought we were going to get some disks and then make a dessert. Instead…we made a future somehow, someway. It wasn't clear, but it was there. Forever.