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After hugging James' parent's goodbye, Brylee and James decided to go over to her house for a while, James driving behind the brunette just in case he had to leave on short notice for some reason and didn't have to bother Brylee. He followed her up the steps to the front door, and watched her take her keys out of her purse. She stuck it in the keyhole, and James wrapped his arms around her as she turned the key. She laughed a little, and he kissed her cheek before she opened the door and stepped inside.
James shut and locked the door behind her, knowing how she liked the way of things, as she pulled off her coat and hung it up in the front closet, and she offered to take James', and he smiled and handed it to her. "So," Brylee said, sighing contently, "What do you wanna do?"
James smirked, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her closer, before pecking her lips, and she slid her arms around his neck. "Well, I think we've got some unfinished business," he told her softly, and she giggled, nodding her head.
"That we do," she said, leaning in to kiss him again, and he ducked his head down to meet her lips. He grabbed her thighs, then easily lifted her up, and she hooked her legs around his waist and he headed for the stairs. "Is this safe?" she asked after James started kissing her neck, and he was still walking up the stairs with ease.
"Probably not," James answered, stepping onto the landing at the top of the stairs and Brylee just giggled again as they went into her bedroom. He threw her down onto the bed after shutting the door, then kissed her lips, slowly and lovingly, while his hands traveled under her dress to the top of her thigh where her stockings began, and he slowly pulled one down, his fingers ghosting over her skin. He pulled away from her and sat up a little, kissing the point on her knee and on her calf as he took the fabric off her smooth leg. He repeated this same action with the other stocking, and then dropped them onto the floor before kissing the brunette's lips again.
Brylee began to unbutton the blue shirt James was wearing, smirking when she saw his muscles and she ran her fingers over his pecs and stomach after pushing the shirt off his toned shoulders. She still couldn't get over how much his body had changed, from slightly muscled to…whatever this might have been called. It was perfect, his muscles perfectly built, and he was amazingly strong. "Can I just tell you that I never thought I'd be doing this again with you?" James said, his hands going around to her back, where he unzipped her dress, before slowly starting to pull it from her shoulders.
"Did you ever think about it?" she asked softly as James let her dress fall to the floor, leaving her in a pair of lacy panties and a tan bra.
"Mmhmm," James hummed against the skin of her taut stomach. "I thought about it a lot."
Brylee bit her lip, at the thought of James being with her in this way, and how he was probably alone, and how he probably got off on the idea of it. She closed her eyes and let out a breath, which almost sounded like a muffled gasp, and the taller man looked up at her.
"You okay?" he asked and she nodded, her fingers tangling in his hair.
"Just thinking about you thinking about me like this," she told him now, and he laughed a little.
"And what do you think I did?" he asked her now and she ignored him for a moment as she worked at getting his jeans unbuttoned and off his hips.
"I don't think you want me to go into detail," Brylee said, smirking up at him, and he swallowed.
"I bet you thought about it," James said, grinning as he unclasped her bra and pulled it off.
"I did," she admitted. She had thought about it. But she didn't…you know, touch herself while doing it.
"And what did you think about me doing?" he said, his hands gripping her hips and his mouth moving down her neck to her chest. She let out a breathy moan, her neck still such a big weak spot.
"Everything," Brylee told him, jerking her hips up against his and pulling him toward her, and their lips met in a passionate and fiery embrace.
When Brylee woke up the next morning, James wasn't beside her, and she sighed, rolling over and burying her head in her pillow. Frankly, she was too tired to get out of bed, because James had really done some damage last night. He kept her up until around two thirty or three, not that she minded, because they were just becoming comfortable with each other again, and they didn't want the blissful moments to end.
She heard the front door close, and for a moment she thought it was James, but then she heard heavy footsteps on the tile floor, and her eyes widened, and she rolled over and sat up.
"Shit shit shit," she said, getting out of bed and grabbing her robe off the chair in the corner and pulling it on, wrapping it tightly around her.
Had it seriously been two weeks already?
Oh god, fuck her life. This shouldn't be happening, not today, not ever. Jake hadn't been on her mind since the moment he left, and he sure as hell hadn't been on her mind last night, not with the way James was kissing her, and the way his hands were soft and gentle on her skin, and the way he moaned her name, sounding like gold in her ears.
She quickly made the bed, thanking god she knew the proper way to pull the sheets and have perfect corners, then she went over to her dresser and pulled out a pair of underwear, some sweatpants and a t-shirt. She hastily put them on, then ran her fingers through her hair as she walked down the stairs.
She found Jake in the kitchen, going through the papers on the counter, which were Brylee's things from school that she needed to grade over the next week.
"There you are," Jake said, and for a moment, Brylee thought he was going to start screaming at her, because that's what he usually did. "Did you miss me?"
The brunette smiled sheepishly, and fakely, for that matter, and nodded. "Sure did," she said. There was something off about this, but he was probably just having one of those days where he tried to be super nice and sweet to her.
Tomorrow would probably be hell then.
"What were you still doing in bed?" he asked her, coming closer to her as she stood by the counter. "It's almost ten."
"I couldn't sleep," Brylee easily lied, and then the man kissed her cheek, and she grimaced. She just thanked god it wasn't on her lips.
Jake nodded, and went into the living room, like he was looking for something, or someone. "What have you done while I was gone?" Now the real Jake was starting to show, the stubborn, over protective and demanding man he really was.
"Went to work, graded papers, visited the hospital."
"What's that?" he asked her, pointing to the bowl sitting on the counter. It had a bunch of different desserts in it, which James had in his car last night, but forgot to bring them in with him. He must've brought it in before he left. Brylee walked over to the other side of the counter, noticing something was stuck to the lid, and she glanced over at Jake, panicked, then took the lid off and pulled out a cookie.
"One of my friends I work with gave them to me for Christmas," Brylee said. "Here, try one." He gladly accepted, taking a bite out of it as he turned toward the front hall.
Brylee pulled the sticky note off the front of the lid, smiling when she realized James had left it this morning. I clearly forgot about these last night. My mom wanted me to pick up some things for her, so I'm sorry about leaving before you were up. Thanks for everything last night. Call me later.
She smiled despite herself, but it faded from her lips when she heard Jake say, as he walked up the stairs, "If I find anything that's not mine, you're dead."
And she wished he was kidding.
