Note: Yay another one shot with Erin and Jay in the main roles. My good friend vsldvivi and I got inspired and that is what came out of it. Happy reading ...
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Jay was furious, what had she been thinking when she went to check out that lead on her own? He couldn't believe how it felt busting into that room. There she was lying there on that big wooden bed almost naked and close to being raped. Pacing around the crowded precinct he tried to gather his thoughts but there was too much going through his mind that concentrating was out.
He'd never felt so lost. Erin had been talking to the people which now were the main suspects in the murder investigation. She already was on her way talking to them when things had gone sideways. His face went pale and all he could do was hope. that they weren't already too late.
He'd tried her cell numerous times hoping she would pick up but she hadn't. The drive to the house felt like hours passing by and with every minute that passed, Jay got more worried. Something in him threatened to explode but he pushed it back down, he knew he needed to focus on the mission. The most important mission he was ever assigned to. He recalled his military training and controlled his breathing. The city went by fast, the sirens which sounded loud into the mild late afternoon but he almost didn't hear it. Blood pounded in his ears as he concentrated and gathered himself for what would come next.
The moment he walked through that front door he didn't care for the suspects, he just wanted to find her and make sure she was ok. He didn't know how he had found her as fast as he did, maybe it was faith or just luck but when he opened that door and saw his girl half naked in the arms of another man, who was about to hurt her he focused. He had put all his training into this second and then he had pulled the trigger.
He hadn't said a word of warning he just shot.
In that moment, Jay made a decision. He knew he had to live with that decision for as long as he lived. It wasn't the first life he'd taken and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last one either.
It was either kill or Erin would be killed. This choice wouldn't hurt him the way others did in his past. What he knew would hurt were the pictures of Erin in danger.
The moment the dead man's head fell back onto the bloody pillow Jay shifted his focus on to Erin. His whole body language changed, his muscles relaxed but the worry in his voice stayed.
Blood covered her face, it felt warm on her skin. The man who was holding a knife against her throat lay dead beside her. She wanted to move to get away from him and his ugly smell but with her hands bound together she barely could move. Jay was by her side in an instant. He helped her to sit up and removed the piece of clothing that had covered her mouth. He then removed the ties around her wrist.
She sat on the opposite edge of the bed, eyes on the floor. Her wrists hurt from the tight ties. She carefully stroked over her left wrist with her fingers. Bruises already building for everyone to see.
Erin couldn't believe how lucky she was that her colleagues figured it out and came to save her. She knew what she'd done was wrong and she felt guilty that one of them had to kill someone because of her.
Erin knew almost nothing about Jay's time in Afghanistan but she could tell that he was avoiding the subject and that meant things for him were dark.
She felt something warm on her arm and turned her head to find Jay sitting next to her. His fingers carefully stroking over her upper arm. He didn't talk, his fingers moved slowly up and down her arm, as if he was trying to calm her down.
She felt bad, the guilt was eating her alive. All the bad things that had happened took their toll. Nadia's death, her mother's bad influence, her drug abuse, her almost being raped, and now Jay had to take a life to save her.
The guilt spread through her body like a wild fire. She could feel it deep down in her bones, it was making her sick. She couldn't breathe, couldn't talk, couldn't think straight anymore. All she wanted was flee from her own body.
It came faster as she noticed, Erin stood up and ran into the room next to the one she was in, hoping it was a bathroom. It was not. It was another bedroom but there wasn't any time left so she opened a window as fast as she could and emptied her stomach.
She looked pale, her face hollow. The eyes he looked into were empty. He tried to help her as best as he could but he felt it was still not enough. He felt as if he had let her down and it made him feel guilty. He had let her down and he felt as if he would pay for it the rest of his life. His mom would tell him he was over reacting but something in him told him that he was not.
Jay went after her into the other bedroom and took her hair up in a high ponytail. He didn't know if she noticed because when she turned around and cleaned her mouth with the hem of her shirt she almost jumped out of her skin as she noticed someone holding her.
"It's just me Erin, it's ok, it's just me." He said almost in a whisper.
Erin stepped closer and let her body fell into his. His scent invaded her surroundings and she let her eyes fall shut. She felt his arms holding on to her slim body. His hand drew circles on her back and it felt like he was writing something but she couldn't make out what it was.
Quiet tears fell down her cheeks and landed on Jay's bulletproof vest. All the emotions she kept at bay were now coming to the surface and all Erin could do was cry. Her silent tears turned into sobs and her sobs turned into screams.
Jay never let her go. He held her, showed her that she wasn't alone and he made sure that she knew that he would always be there for her, that everything was going to be ok.
She didn't know how long they stood there, and she also didn't notice Hank coming into the room and silently leaving it again, all she knew was that there were no more tears to cry. There was nothing left inside of her.
She slowly opened her swollen red eyes and stepped away from Jay. His face showed concern, concern about her and her state. "Erin." He whispered but she just left the room, down the stairs and outside through the garden on to the street.
Erin felt his presence behind her with every step she made. She felt his eyes boring into her back watching over her.
She didn't notice the paramedics working on her and asking her questions. She just sat there in the ambulance alone with her thoughts.
"Erin, are you ok?" She heard Hank's husky voice next to her. Erin's head snapped up to meet Hank's worried eyes on her.
"Yes I am ok, just tired and dirty." She paused "Can we do this quickly?" She continued. Hank nodded and took her statement.
Erin felt tired and she could feel Jay's eyes on her the whole time during the interrogation. When they finally were done Erin stood and with a nod to Hank she made her way to her car. The emptiness inside of her was spreading as she drove off to her apartment.
The sky was full of big white clouds and Erin was sure that it would rain at some point but she couldn't care less. At the moment she didn't care about anything except for taking a hot shower and then sleep.
Erin was only five minutes home when she heard a knock at the door. Without looking she knew it was Jay. Just wearing her underwear she went to the door to let him in. They didn't speak, she knew the moment she saw him enter her apartment that he still was mad at her. She wasn't ready to talk about it and she sure as hell wasn't ready to hear him shout at her.
After a long shower, Erin came out the bathroom only wearing a dark blue towel. She went directly to her closet and grabbed an old t-shirt that was lying on top. She put on a pair of panties and without checking where Jay was, she switched of the lights and curled herself up under the soft sheets of her bed.
Jay was met with a dark room and an already fast asleep Erin. After five minutes just looking at her he removed his clothes and took his place beside her. He was careful not to touch her I fear of wakeing her up.
His mind was running wild. He couldn't find sleep and he didn't know how Erin could after all that had happened. On one side he was scared of losing her but on the other he was pissed that she went in without back up. The fact that he was her back up didn't make it easier. He blamed himself for not being there when he should have been and the guilt he was carrying, was tearing him down more than he was willing to admit.
He was struggling with his thoughts. The images he was recalling in his mind threatened to consume him. But today's adrenaline rush had him drained of energy too, so at some point he gave up and drifted to sleep.
She started shifting from one side to another. The uneasiness she was feeling was obvious. Then in an instant she tilted her upper body, balancing herself on her elbows. Her forehead was wet from the sweat. Her eyelashes like cage bars had captured some tears. Her heart was pounding in stress and it seemed like trying to escape out of her body. She was shaking. She didn't fear, she was upset. Upset with herself. Her damn idiot self. She was radiating heat. She turned her face to look at him. She could feel him sleeping beside her. She slipped out of the bed. She didn't wish to wake him after what she put him through. Today's events were all her fault.
She tip toed to the bathroom. She opened the water and modulate the water temperature two as cold as she could bare so she could finally cool herself.
She stared at her face in the mirror. Her eyes were almost blood stained the little veins had been probably broken. Her skin was pale and sweaty like she was about to get sick. She dropped her clothes in a pile on the floor stepped out of her pants and walk down of the cool water. She stood there. She tried to calm herself but the more she was trying the more she was losing her self-control. She started to rub her skin with her sponge rub and rub compulsively like she was trying to pill her guilt off of her skin.
Guilt about him. She was always being stubborn that's a trait of her character. That's something she was even back then when she was little. And she used to act reckless and get into trouble, get herself hurt so many times. But now things are different. She wants things to be different. Now she is with him. And he is one of the most important people in her life. And his presence has changed her priorities. She wants him in her life and not to jeopardize this for any reason. But... and this is a big but. But she was born into bad news and always be a loser. And he didn't deserve to be dragged in her messed life even deeper.
It was her fault. She kept thinking. It was her choices that forced him to take the shot and kill another man. And he couldn't be ok with that. He lived and survived a war she had seen death, so much death and she made him add some more. He has to carry new guilds. Guilt that was supposed to be a weight on her shoulders not his. He had to hate her for the burden to his consciousness. She couldn't stand herself. She was hurting him. Once again she was bad for the others. She walked out of the bathroom and dressed quickly. She pulled a drawer from the little table next to the door and grabbed a pen and a piece of paper. She wrote I'M SORRY in capital letters and left it on the table, got her keys and left the house.
Jay heard a door close but he didn't guess that it could be the apartment's door.
When he woke up at the morning he was still mad with her but he was eager to talk to her to, to hear what she would tell him to rationalize her decision.
"Erin...?" He lifted the sheets and stepped out of the bed. He walked to the living room and realized she had left. He noticed that her keys were gone at there, there was her note.
"I'M SORRY" just that. Was she kidding him? She could blame her for a lot of things but he never considered her a coward. Oh no... Not this time. This time she owed him explanations and he was willing to get them.
He dressed really quickly and rushed to the precinct. Her car was parked outside. His anger was reaching uncontrollable heights. This time she wouldn't get rid of him so easily. Yesterday he almost lost her and she didn't have the decency to explain her actions him. And he was angry with himself too. He should predicted her impulsive behavior but he hadn't. How he could be so uncautious? How could he have projected all his unmanageable feelings to her.
He buzzed himself into the department and run up to the first floor. She wasn't at her desk nor in the breakroom either. She turned back and he headed to their locker room. She found her there. Avoiding anyone until a case would come up and the rest of the unit would be preoccupied.
She hadn't even tilted her head up to look at him. She was sitting there on a bench in front of her stuff one leg on either side with her back facing the door.
He walked there covering the distance between them until he end was towering over her. It was just then that she looked at him.
"Good morning" she whispered.
"When did you leave? You were already gone when I woke up and we didn't talk yesterday either. Don't you think you owed me at least that?" He cut her off.
Honestly the only thing she heard was "...you owed me at least that?" Of course she owed him. She owed him so much more than just an explanation. She owed him an apology about what she put him through. What she would continue to put him through if he would forgive her. He would be doomed if he stayed with her.
She stood at the exact same point she was sitting and "I...I... You are right I owe you an explanation, but I don't have one." She paused for a moment, hesitating to let her next words out as she gathered her courage and continued.
"I think it will be better for both of us to call it as it is. A failure. Just face the truth Jay we're better..."
His anger elevated to levels he hadn't experienced before in his entire life. He stepped forward and pushed her back. Her body hit the metal door and a loud bang was audible probably outdoors too.
He pinned her, his radius pushing her in the height of her collar bone his fist moments before hitting the door behind her.
Her eyes locked on his. No fear was shown in them. It was like she expected his actions like she was pleading with him to externalize his anger on her. She would prefer to focus on some pain, to be hurt, not because of masochism but to be relieved of her guilds, an instant physical pain that would lightened her emotional suffer. She was standing there, not moving an inch, not trying to defend herself or put any resistance. He was losing it. Was she crazy? Was she actually thinking he could hurt her? What she was doing? Didn't she know him at all?
This eye hold was interrupted.
"Halstead what the hell man?"
Adam was stepping in the room following Burgess, trying to talk to her when they witnessed the scene.
He run to him and grabbed his hand forcing him to release her.
Burgess walked over to Erin to check on her.
Ruzek accompanied him out of the room holding him tight and dragging him from his hand.
Erin slid down from where she was standing. She curled her hands around her knees that had them pulled in front of her chest and sit there in silence, not responding to Kim's worried questions.
When Ruzek stepped in with an upset Halstead by his side Al took notice of the unexpected sight.
"You little useless go do something, I need to talk to Halstead."
He motioned Jay to follow him and get out of the precinct straight to the driver seat of his car waiting Jay to board...
The floor beneath Erin felt cold and dirty, but she didn't care. She never had seen Jay so angry before. She wasn't afraid of him, not even a little but she had to admit that she was shocked at what just had happened. She felt a single tear run down her cheek. She cleaned it away with her sleeve and continued starring at the floor thinking about how this got so messy so fast.
At some point, she felt Burgess next to her.
"Erin, you should stand up and get cleaned up before someone walks in." Burgess carefully said.
Erin nodded and slowly stood up. She had to steady herself on the blue lockers but after a few seconds she found her stability.
"Come on, I'll help you get to your car. I'll tell Sergeant Voight that you were sick and that you went home."
Erin said nothing. She just followed Kim out of the building. They managed to get out the backdoor without being seen. Erin was grateful for that and before she opened the door of her car she hugged Kim quickly.
"Thanks." Erin whispered.
"Always." Kim said while nodding.
Erin got into her car and drove off.
She went straight home because she didn't know where else she could go. She parked her black car on the street in front of her apartment building and went all four floors up until she arrived at her white wooden front door.
When she entered she was hit with Jay's scent in her nose. He was everywhere. She went for the windows and opened all of them. She needed to get rid of his presence otherwise she wouldn't get through this.
After three and a half hours Erin had cleaned up her whole flat.
She stood in the middle of the living room with her hands covered in gloves and turned around herself to see how it all looked. She let herself fall onto the couch and the got out of the gummy gloves. She threw them on to the now more than clean floor.
After a while she heard her phone ring somewhere but she was too tired to get up and answer it. While she sat there all alone on her big grey couch, she was thinking a lot.
How did they from having a great relationship come to this? Was it only what had happened to her? Was it because she went to interview a suspect without backup? Was it because another guy had touched her? Was it because she felt so guilty because she had put him through all that? Because he had to kill again, for her? Or was their relationship cursed from the beginning and things weren't as good as she thought they were?
Erin didn't know. All she knew was that the only thing she felt was guilt. Except for that she felt only empty. It was as if her body was only a shell but inside was nothing.
She felt the tears and this time she didn't stop them. She let them come. At some point she changed her location from the couch to her bed.
She didn't hear the lock on her front door click, and she also didn't hear the door opening and someone coming in.
She was fast asleep under a pile of sheets in her now dark bedroom.
Jay's face hurt. He had a black eye and he was sure a cracked rip. He walked through the dark apartment trying to find the kitchen without making any noise.
He walked through the living room and his legs hit something hard and soft. in the middle of the room? He moved around it and finally got to the kitchen without another incident.
He switched on the lights and opened the freezer. He took out some frozen peas and pressed them over his swollen eye. It hurt like hell, and he felt awful.
It was already very late and he didn't even know why he came here, instead of his own apartment. That was a lie, he knew why he came here.
He felt her presence even before she set foot into the kitchen.
"Jay?" A sleepy voice asked. He didn't turn around. He didn't want her to see him like this.
"Jay? What are you doing here?" She asked her voice was filled with fierce.
He slowly turned around lowering the hand that held the peas.
Her expression went from angry to shock back to angry over to worry in less than a second.
"What happened?" She asked as she stepped forward. She lifted her hand and her fingers brushed over his cheek down his chin. His eyes took her in, he said nothing, the pain he felt just a moment before didn't feel important anymore, it was as if just that moment between them existed.
Erin let her hand fall down and moved backwards. The intensity of the moment was too much for her. She felt his eyes on her, never leaving her. She could tell that he was studying her, trying to figure out what he should say next but no words came out.
"You should get some rest, the couch is all yours," She said seriously and turned on her heal to walk away.
"Erin." She heard him whisper behind her but she didn't turn around. She had to stay strong for his sake, and for hers.
She was awake. It was just the day before that she had purifyed her apartment from his presence and it was the same night that he appeared out of nowhere like it was the most natural thing to do. Accepting him hadn't changed anything of what had happened, it hasn't erased their fight, whatever was the true reason they were arguing about and for sure hasn't brought their relationship back to normal, at least their normal. It was acceptance. Just that. She cared about him more than herself and she sensed that it was exactly what he needed last night.
She got up and headed to the living room. He was sleeping there on the couch. His cheek swollen from a hit and his eye black. And he was still so cute sleeping here like that. His one arm above his head and the other on his belly following the up and down movement of his breath. His mouth lightly open. She couldn't resist she covered the distance between them and kneeled there beside his head. She stretched her hand and draw a line to his wounded cheek. She was so in love with him. But that was not enough. She was not enough. Not for him. She instantly moved her finger from him.
Jay had felt her touch. He had just laid still pretending that he was sleeping. He always adored feeling her in any way in every way but then, she pulled her hand, she allowed herself a moment of intimacy and then she retrieved herself back into her cell. He was right when he accused her that she was a coward. Whatever Al said he wasn't an excuse.
"Come on Jay we don't have the whole day, get in."
"Ok ok I'm coming."
Al waited until he was buckled up and started the engine.
"So what it was that you want to talk me about?" Jay asked but honestly he was guessing what was all this and he was in no mood of discussion. Not with them at least he had to discuss things but he had to discuss them with Erin.
"What happened?"
"What do you mean?" Jay tried to act like nothing was happening.
"Something happened back there at the locker room something that made even Adam upset and you know he is the most insensitive man in the world if not in the entire universe. So...?"
"So what Alvin.?" Jay was already mad with Erin discussing things probably would make him even angrier. "It is not your business."
"Don't be like this boy, you know that I care for both of you and I have raised Erin almost as much as Hank so don't tell me it is not my business because I am making this my business."
"Ok, what do you want me to say?"
"What happened, I mean you seemed fine until the incident and then..."
"That is exactly my problem. We didn't just seemed we were fine, we were great actually and she just go there risking her life without any back up, without ME, without saying a damn thing to anyone. She doesn't care for anything besides work, she doesn't care for us, for me."
"You are unfair. You may not feel like it but she cares. Have anyone told you what happened when you were taken? I was the one who informed her and she appeared here and volunteered herself for the job."
"Yes out of guilt probably or because this is her thing, rescuing others, it wasn't about me."
"Don't let anger consume you. This isn't true and deep down you know it. She may sacrifice her own life to rescue anyone but she draged herself out of the hole she dug and allowed herself to fell comfort down there after Nadia's death and stood up, even fought Voight, sober in order not to jeopardize your safety. These were for you. Voight had begged her to get herself in line to return at her place both in his house and in the precinct and nothing before you. So don't fool yourself. You matter."
"Oh, stop it. Just stop it. If that is the case what has changed?"
"Excuse me about what I'm going to say to you but you have to try to understand her. I know you have suffered much in your life too and with all that war stuff and I honestly deeply respect you for that, but life is not a torture contest, but in my point of you, there is no comparison between what you both handle. She was an abused child. Her personality formed that way. War happened to you when you were old enough to be completed. Imagine her like she is like a sword forced in fire until blade is formed in a certain way and you as a sword that has marks of battles on it. Don't feel that I underestimate what you've been through but just consider what I've just told you."
"Yeah right, she handles herself better than I do."
"You haven't met her back then. Even ... who was a saint, she has to be to have a husband like Hank and she wasn't able to reach out for her. She was like a wild animal, not wild but drown in fear. She passed so much time struggling to open up and approach them."
"If you are done talking I'd prefer to walk from here. Thank you." Jay simply said and motioned him to pull the car in the side so he would be able to walk away. And that was exactly what he did in the dark alley.
She had stepped back and leaned at the door just looking at him. She tensed when she noticed that he was waking up. But what it is going to follow?
He was angry before he even opened his eyes, and all that were excuses and not hers it was his. He was still expecting her explanations. Jay felt her staring at him even now when he knew she wasn't in his reach anymmore.
He opened his eyes and sat up on the couch. She looked at him and mouthed a good morning and she whispered how he was feeling immediately after that.
"You want to convince me that you care?"
"Oh... just drop that act, ok?"
"Ok, then I'm waiting..."
"Waiting for what exactly?"
"You have some explanations to do."
"You appeared like that yesterday! and she pointed at his face "and I have to give explanations?" She questioned him.
"I had a fight. Your turn."
"It was an honest mistake just that. I'm not perfect like you, you know, if you can't handle that, it's not my problem!"
He felt his anger rising, Erin was trying to put the blame on him.
"If I can't handle it? And what is this bullshit about perfection, you know I don't think I'm any better than you."
"Really? And from where could I possibly know? You never tell me anything. I know more about Mouse's war experience than yours you hypocrite, and you have the nerve to accuse me of trust issues?" She said with firce.
The conversation was getting worse with every passing moment. Accusations were exchanging between them like a ping pong ball and the atmosphere was getting explosive.
She was in a passive offensive mode and he, he was losing control. Every single word that got out of his mouth, she was misinterpreting and turning it against him. She was blaming him for everything.
"Is it you talking you coward? You are always leaving. At least I stay and make an effort."
"OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW!" She yelled at him. She snapped, lost it.
Jay didn't move, he kept staring at her with that strange look on his face she didn't quite know what it meant.
"Take it back now or..." Her voice broke.
"I'm not taking back anything." He said. His voice was calm and soft but inside of him burned a fire he hadn't felt since he came back from hell. Yes this was hell for him, fighting with the love of his life, and if he thought about it, he didn't even know why they fought anymore!
He suddendly felt tired, tired of this whole fight, the situation and the pain he felt inside and outside of his body. He was about to apologize when he noticed the air shifting again around them. He could tell that she was furious. When she was getting mad she was like Donald. Yelling while her own tiny body hasn't enough space for her temper and she ended up channel this in an adorable way.
And then he laughed at her!
"Are you? WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?" Her tiny body was shaking. The anger inside of her rising. So she did the only thing that would give her the power of the conversation back and punched him straight in his face. A direct hit right into his other eye.
"Fuck!" His reflects were activated and he reacted instinctively. He grabbed her offending hand from by the wrist and lifted her from it to immobilize her. He heard a cracking sound and let her free instantly when he noticed her grind in pain. She fell down to her knees.
He let himself fall and knelt down besides her, trying to approach her but she was kicking him, like a kid.
"I'm sorry." He was pleading at her.
"Now we're even, leave please." she told him crying and his heart broke.
"That's your game. I never play to lose and I couldn't compete with you." He tried to tease her to light the atmosphere but to be honest to himself he was still bitter about everything.
And her sobbing got uncontrollable.
"I... I know I'm bad news. I'm not good for you. Not good enough, not plane enough. The only thing I can offer you, is release you. You would be doomed with me. I couldn't share my fate with you. I couldn't do this to you. I don't want this for you, for that I love you to much! And Yes I run away. If I had run away sooner Nadia would be alive. Now I know that. And I know that I'm a coward. If I hadn't run for myself back then I could have saved my brother and Annie and I could have helped even Bunny. And despite how many I'll help in the future, I won't be able to balance them. At least I could spare you your life."
He sit back not believing what he was hearing. O was right after all. All her attitude was misunderstood from her. She was blaming herself for every single bad thing that people around her had experienced. He hadn't seen that coming.
His anger was gone. Replaced. He didn't need any explanations any more. His newly acquired knowledge was sufficient. Her behavior was explained by her warped perspective of her attempt to protect him...
He took the place next to her and wrapped his arms around her. "Come here." He wispered against her soft brown hair. She let herself fall into his embrance. Tears she had held back were falling down now. She sobbed into his armes and listened to his soft words and the circles he drew with his rough fingers on her back.
"Shhhh, I'm here, everything is going to be fine. I am here, I'm not gonna leave you." His voice was low and quiet but she heard every word he said to her. His words were honest and he said them like a prayer. She let her whole body sink into his, let him hold her like he was the only thing in her world.
"I am so sorry. Let us stop fighting." He kept talking, knowing she listened. Jay let her cry in his arms. He held her tight to him not ready to let her go. It felt like he just got her back. He knew what the problem was now and it wasn't at all what he epected. He should have know though. He should have known! He kicked himself mentally for not noticing and for being so angry at her.
He felt guilty for putting more pressure on her. She didn't deserve that he was blaming her for what had almost happened to her. He was to busy thinking that another man had touched her and his jealousy had gotten in his way. No one ever was going to lay hands on her again. That he was sure of! He wouldn't let that happen.
"You love me?" He asked out of nowhere.
"W.. What?" She stopped crying and lifted her head up to look at him with her swollen red eyes.
"So you love me?" He asked again, his gaze serious.
She tilted her head to the side and studied him, her eyes big. She was staring.
"What?" She asked in disbelief
"You said you love me?!" He stated.
"No, yes I did but well I don't... " She looked at him in shock, her mouth still open ready to continue rambling.
"I love you too." He simply said and moved in to place a chaste kiss to her lips, but stopped an inch, waiting for her permission.
Erin didn't think twice and closed the gasp between them. Her armes around his neck she pulled him closer, Jay lost his ballance and fell onto her. "Ouch!" She protested but he kept kissing her.
The ground was hard beneth her but Erin couldn't care less. She was in the moment and the heat that radiated from his body mixed with hot desire was all she cared about. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him closer into her. She could feel the bulge in his pants on her center, he circled his hips and gave pressure to it. She felt her own orgasm building up slowly as he continued his torture.
Her fingernails dug into his skull down over his back, holding his ass pressing him more into her. She felt him putting little lovebites on her neck to her collarbone. Her back arched upwards as she got closer.
The sounds she made were driving him crazy, he was so hard it hurt, he knew she was close and that was the reason he didn't loose his pants and ram his dick right into her tight and already wet pussy. He held back, his lips caressing every inch of skin he was able to reach from the angle they were in.
There she was, lying under a georgous man with abbs, having one of the best orgasms she can remeber and still wearing her clothes. She was the luckiest girl in the world. Erin smiled into their heated kiss after coming down from her high. Her whole body still shaking, she was holding on to him tight.
He could feel her whole body stiften before she reached her high. The sounds she made would forever be branded in his mind. He let her come down and hold onto him. Erin's soft lips captured his and he let himself get lost in the kiss.
"What is so funny?" He looked at her, making a funny face.
"Nothing." She answered lightly.
He stood up and held out his hand to help her up too. Erin looked at him questiningly. Without telling her first he lifted her up and carried her to the nearest surface he could find in the dark and placed her on top of it.
After all they ended up lying on the red fluffy carpet. Every fiber of her body felt on fire. The weight of Jay's body held her down. She felt his fingertips striking every inch of her body, exploring every curve, every birthmark. The way she dug her fingernails into his skin would leave marks, but the only thing she noticed and cared about was Jay's tounge that slid further down to her navel. His big hand embranced her breast and squeezed it. Erin's back arched upwards, she tried pulling him back up, she wanted to feel his lips on hers, wanted to feel him inside of her again. Burrying her right hand in his hair pulling him up. "Need you now..." She wispered while her hand brushed his cheek.
Pushing slowly into her, he watched her eyes roll back and her hips press upwards. Her curly brown hair was spread around her beautiful face on the pillow. He pumped into her slowly but with force, over and over again. Erin's body withed under him. Her hips crushed into his, the sound of hitting skin mixed with loud moans filled the room. Jay increased the speed. The body under him was shaking, she was close again, he felt her scrartching his ski, his name on her lips made him loose control a little. He pushed harder, faster until she came, her thight pussy milking him for all he got. Tired he let himself down on her, burying his head in her neck, breathihng heavy.
"If that is what love feels like, I want more!" Erin said carefully into the dark.
She felt his smile on her skin before he responded. "You got it! Just not now, I'm too tired for another round." He closed his eyes, his eyelashes brushed over her skin what got her giggeling under him.
"But first thing tomorrow." The moment she finished she noticed him lifting his head. He looked at her and a small grin surrounded his lips. "I created a monster."
Erin punched him slightly on his upper arm. "You wish!"
"No, you wish." He answered playfully.
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