A/N: Here's the final part for Crown Royal. Thank you to everybody that has showed love thus far. So what about my boos Ambrollins main eventing last night and being bat shit crazy?! Gah my Dean feels right now! Then you got Main Bae popping up on Raw slaying ovaries all willy nilly like it's nothing. OOH I can't wait for his return! But enough of my yapping. Time for the update. And speaking of slaying ovaries...

Enjoy.

"Rise and shine sunshine!"

Londyn groaned as the sunlight streamed into the bedroom window. She buried her head underneath a pillow and loudly smacked her lips when it was snatched away from her leaving her without any protection from the harmful sun rays.

"You're a jackass."

Joe chuckled as he sat a glass of water and two pain pills on the nightstand next to his bed before sitting on the edge.

"I take care of you after you show up at my parents' house drunk and pass out after puking in the front yard and I'm a jackass?"

"Yes. Because you won't let me sleep."

"That's because you need to take these pain pills. Trust me you'll thank me later. Now let's get up."

Londyn groaned again as she felt Joe wrap his arms around her waist and sit her up, bracing her back against his headboard. Joe bit his bottom lip to stop himself from laughing at the sight before him. Her short black hair was sticking all over her head, her eyes clenched closed, the baggy clothes Joe dressed her in the night before hanging off her body haphazardly. He couldn't believe that the always put together Londyn Peterson was sitting in his bed, hungover. But yet here they were.

"Gimme the damn pills so I can go back to sleep." Londyn held her hand out.

Joe handed her the pills, watching as she popped them into her mouth before swallowing a large gulp of water. Londyn sat the glass on the nightstand and leaned her head back, her eyes still closed.

"What?" she asked.

"What do you mean what?"

"You're staring at me like you have something on your mind. What?"

"How do you know I'm staring at you if your eyes are closed?"

"I just know. You're always staring at me Joe. I just feel your beady little eyes on me."

Joe laughed and shrugged his shoulders while he leaned back on the bed, his legs hanging off the side. A bunch of questions and thoughts ran through his mind. This was the first time either of them had been alone since then, both of them doing their best to avoid one another. So he was definitely surprised when Londyn appeared at his house the night before, obviously drunk. Joe knew he should've called Camille to come get her but instead he took her to his room and watched after her the entire night, foregoing sleep himself.

"Oh God."

"What?" Joe asked.

"Did we have sex?" Londyn cracked one eye open and eyed Joe warily.

Joe smacked his lips. "Do you actually think I would take advantage of you while you're drunk off your ass Londyn? Give me some more credit dammit. Can't I just take care of you without trying to get in your pants?"

Silence engulfed the room as both teens became lost in their own world again. Uncomfortable with the quietness, Joe sat up and pulled his laundry basket towards him, deciding to fold some clothes to pass the time.

"I'm sorry."

Joe stopped folding a t-shirt and raised a brow at Londyn. "Excuse me?"

"I'm sorry. You're right. You do deserve some more credit." Londyn licked her dry lips and opened both of her eyes. She exhaled sharply as she stared at Joe, his intense gaze burning into her skin. "You didn't have to take care of me last night but you did. Thank you."

The tension slowly slipped from Joe's body and his shoulders sagged with relief. "You're welcome. Do I even want to know why or how you got drunk in the first place?"

"No, not really," Londyn chuckled. She winced slightly when the throbbing in her head intensified. "I've never had a drop of liquor before. But it seemed like the right choice at the time."

"Why?"

Londyn shrugged. "All I know is that I'm not drinking ever again. Clearly I can't handle my liquor."

"You weren't that bad."

"I threw up in a rose bush in front of you. I'm never going to live this shit down."

Joe laughed at the memory, cringing a little bit. "It'll be our little secret," he told Londyn and patted her knee. His eyes quickly snapped up as a jolt of energy raced through his body. His stare caught Londyn's, her own orbs widening. Joe cleared his throat before removing his hand. "I was kinda shocked to see you. Thought you would've been hanging with Camille."

Londyn scoffed and rolled her eyes. "She's too busy being cutesy with your cousin. And anyway I..." Londyn trailed off and exhaled softly, bracing herself for the next words she was about to say. "I had to see you."

Joe's eyebrow quirked upward once again. Londyn stared at her intertwined hands intently, refusing to look him in the eye. Joe reached out and placed his index finger underneath her chin, tilting her head to face his. Vulnerability shined through her gaze and Joe nibbled his bottom lip.

"Why?"

"I just wanted to apologize for running away at the party. I know you probably think I overreacted or some shit like that. But I guess I was kinda embarrassed that the twins and Camille burst into the shed like that after we..after..."

"After we kissed?"

Londyn nodded her head shyly. "Yeah. I know we're not friends but I just hope things don't become weird between us ya'know? I think it's best if we forget it ever happened."

Joe exhaled and slowly nodded. The two of them remained quiet, neither of them knowing what to say to the other. Joe chewed on his bottom lip as he watched Londyn stare at the scenery out of his window, a far away look in her brown eyes. He didn't want to make things awkward between him and Londyn. But he wasn't sure if he could just let her act as if nothing happened between the two of them in the shed. To be quite honest, he couldn't erase the memory of the kiss from his brain. Joe truly believed they took a step closer to finally admitting their feelings to one another but now Londyn wanted to take five giant steps backwards. He had spent the past two years doing his best to deny the truth. He wasn't going to do it anymore.

"I can't."

Londyn's head whipped around, confusion crossing her face. "Can't what?"

"I can't sit up here and act like that kiss didn't happen Londyn. Because it did. And I liked it. And I think deep down inside, you liked it too."

Londyn huffed and shook her head. "Joe-"

"I can't get that kiss out my mind. Nor can I forget about how badly I want to kiss you right now."

"Joe it was a stupid dare. That kiss didn't mean much to either one of us. You've kissed plenty of girls before. I'm just an addition to a very lengthy list."

"Londyn-"

"There are plenty of prettier girls dying to kiss you. Even if you did enjoy the kiss and constantly replay it in your mind, it'll never happe-"

Londyn was abruptly cut off the moment Joe's lips crashed onto hers. The move caught her by surprise and caused her to slightly stumble backwards. Joe's hand caught her in time, trailing up the length of her spine and holding her in place. Londyn quickly overcame her shock and her arms instinctively ensnared Joe's neck, her body arching into his. Eyes fluttered closed as she felt herself getting lost in the kiss, her body trembling at the sensation of Joe's lips on hers for the second time within the past few weeks. Joe grunted lowly while he grabbed Londyn by the waist and pulled her onto his lap. Her mind was on auto pilot as she straddled him, hands grabbing for the hem of his t-shirt and pulling it over his head. Once the unnecessary t-shirt was discarded, Joe reclined backwards onto the bed, holding Londyn close to his body as their lips continued to work together in tandem.

"Londyn are you even listening to me?"

Londyn shook her head lightly, her eyes landing on Joe's focused and confused face. She swallowed nervously and tried to back away from him before realizing she was leaning against the concrete wall outside the bar, no place else to go. He was standing dangerously close to her, not giving her an inch to escape. Clearly he was determined to talk at that moment and there wasn't a damn thing she could do about it.

"Huh?"

"We have to talk," Joe repeated, his deep voice barely a whisper.

"Joe, can't this wait? I have to get back inside before Camil-"

"Cut the shit Londyn!" Joe exclaimed, startling the young woman. "You and I both know, Camille won't give a damn about you missing if you're out here with me talking. I mean it is the reason she and Josh set this entire outing up, to get us alone right?"

Londyn lowered her eyes to the ground, silently agreeing with Joe. Camille was never discreet about her manipulations and it was clear this was her plan all along. But that didn't mean Londyn had to go along with with it.

"There's nothing for us to talk about."

"There's nothing for us to talk about?" Joe chuckled. "So we're really not going to discuss how we stared at each other twice in one night like a deer caught in the headlights?"

"We were just surprised to see one another. It's been over 10 years."

"I see you're still stubborn after all these years."

"I'm not-"

"Yes you are. And you're scared. What are you afraid of Londyn? Why can't you look me in my eye?"

An agitated exhale escaped Londyn's lips as she finally raised her head to look Joe in the face. She crossed her arms over her chest cautiously. "You wanna talk Joe? Fine let's talk. I'm fine. I been busy working. I'm going to stab Camille and your cousins for putting me in this awkward ass situation. And I'm agitated because I feel like my face is melting off in this hot ass weather. What else did you want to talk about?"

"Us."

Londyn's body betrayed her as her stomach started to flutter. Joe's deep, baritone voice flowed through her ears like honey as he stepped closer to her. She shook her head. "There is no us. Never was."

"You know that's a damn lie. We may not had been together but there was always an us Londyn."

Joe traced Londyn's jawline with his index finger slowly making her eyes flitter closed. Her chest heaved up and down, her breasts pushing into his sternum lightly. At that moment, underneath the neon colored lighting from the bar sign, Joe was once again reminded of how beautiful Londyn was. Her chocolate skin tone blended well with his olive complexion and it was taking all of his will power to not devour the petite woman right there.

"Even if that is true Joe, that was years ago. We're not those same teenagers we once were. We've changed. Our lives have changed. Why can't you just leave that shit in the past?"

"Fate."

A short, humorless laugh filled the air. "Fate?"

"Yep. How else can you describe how the first time you return to Pensacola is on the same weekend I'm in town for a show?"

"Easy. Camille's meddling ass."

"The way I see it this is a sign."

"A sign of what?" Despite her mind telling her otherwise, Londyn opened her eyes and stared into Joe's, her body temperature rapidly rising as she observed the heated stare he was bestowing onto her.

"That we have some unfinished business to discuss."

Londyn parted her lips to respond to Joe, to tell him once again there was nothing further they had to discuss. What happened or didn't happen in the past didn't matter now. Why couldn't he see that as opposed to trying to force her to dig up old memories she would rather forget?

"You have no idea how hard it is," she said quietly, disrupting the awkward silence.

"How hard what is?"

"Being back in Pensacola. Seeing you again. It's taking my all to hold it together and not lose it. I wasn't planning on seeing you for the rest of my life. But here we are and my emotions are a jumbled mess. I'm not ready to face this shit Joe."

"Well sorry to tell you Londyn but you kinda have no choice."

"I mean why can't you let shit die? Why do we even have to talk? What good is that going to do for either of us?"

"Unlike you, I don't run away from my problems Londyn. Don't you think this is hard for me too? It's driving me insane to see the one that I let slip through my fingers after all these years. To see the girl that left without any explanation nor warning days after we almost lost our virginity to each other? The shit is killing me because I'm standing here before you, desperate for answers yet you're trying to blow me off like it doesn't matter."

Londyn sighed deeply, the day in question running through her mind. The morning after she showed up to Joe's house drunk and he took care of her. Their heated discussion that lead to a heated make out session that soon took a turn with both of them shirtless and panting for one another. The moment his hands started to push the shorts he gave her down her legs. She suddenly pushing him away once she got cold feet, rambling that she couldn't do it before running out of his room and effectively his life. Joe wanted her. He wanted nobody but her. Yet, she let her insecurities and fears paralyze her and run away without a look back.

"That was so long ago. I'm pretty sure you've had sex with plenty of woman since then to help you forget about Plain Jane like me," Londyn said.

"That's besides the point. Stop trying to change the damn subject," Joe growled, ripping a hand through his ponytail.

"I don't know what you want me to say."

"Talk to me! Stop shutting me out! You've never been the one to be at a loss for words before Londyn. Don't get shy on me now." When Londyn didn't respond, an exasperated sigh fell from Joe's lips. "I waited for you to come back so we could work things out. But you never did. You never called. You never emailed. You never reached out to me. It's like you tossed me away like I meant nothing to you."

"That's not true!"

"Oh it's not? Well you have a funny way of showing it Londyn!"

"I was 17 about to lose my fuckin virginity and I panicked! Can you fuckin blame me?!" Londyn roared.

Silence surrounded the two once the words left Londyn's mouth. Shame emanated from her gaze and she lowered her head again. No matter how many pairs of designer shoes she owned, how many celebrities she styled, and how much money she made, she would always see herself as the nerdy and awkward girl with the weird black glasses that wasn't good enough to catch the eye of one of the hottest jocks in high school.

"I was scared," Londyn admitted softly.

"Scared of what? Of me?" Joe asked, his tone becoming softer. "You knew how I felt about you."

"I did my absolute best to deny that every time I was around you, my knees would turn into jello. To ignore the fact that I constantly thought about what it would be like to be your girl and to kiss you. Then I decided to throw caution to the wind when I came to your house that night. But the nagging voice reappeared, telling me it wouldn't last. Telling me that I would always have competition for you and one day you would find a girl that looked better than me, that meshed better with you. I knew I was just a placeholder until the right girl came along. I knew a relationship between us just wouldn't work. So I ran away. I hurt you before you could hurt me."

"Londyn-"

Before Joe could continue, the door to the bar opened, allowing a group of intoxicated patrons to exit. One of the members of the group stumbled towards Londyn and Joe, slapping Joe on the back heartily.

"Hey Roman man. Big fan. Can I have an autograph?"

Joe stared at Londyn for a few seconds, ignoring the fan. When she didn't speak nor raise her head to look into his eyes, he exhaled sharply and turned around to face the fan, grabbing the pen he offered him. Londyn breathed a sigh of relief, quickly slipping from behind Joe and scurrying back inside. Ignoring Camille calling her name while she and Avery stood by the bar, she rushed inside the bathroom, her eyes clenching closed as she tried to steady her breathing.

An hour & four beers later, Joe was definitely ready to leave. He had spent the last hour, leaning against the wall, watching Londyn grind her ass onto every man in the bar. Ever since their heated confrontation outside, the stylist did everything she could to avoid him. Maybe it was nothing but a pipe dream of his that the two of them finally gain some sense of closure about the way things ended between them back in high school. Joe had been holding onto to the hope that maybe one day he would end up with the girl of his dreams. But it was time to let that dream die along with his aspirations to become a football player. Neither was happening any time soon and the sooner he accepted that, the better.

"This seems like deja vu."

The 6'3 brooding Samoan didn't blink an eye when Josh and Jonathan appeared one each of his sides.

"You two being annoying jackasses is a constant occurrence," he snapped, drinking the last bit of his beer before tossing the bottle in the trash next to him.

"So how did it go with Londyn? I saw you head outside a few minutes after she did."

Joe grunted. "I don't wanna talk about it."

"That bad?"

"I said I don't want to talk about it. Drop it."

Josh and Jonathan shared a worried look with one another. Their plan was failing much to their displeasure. Clearly allowing Londyn and Joe to find their way back to one another wasn't working, so a little assistance was definitely needed.

"Uce, you know I love you right?" Josh tossed an arm over Joe's shoulder. "And I'm always here to talk to you when you need to hear the truth."

Joe grunted again.

"But you need to man up and take control of this situation with Lala. This isn't high school man. Stop being so damn tongue tied around her and be the dominant ladies' man you've become over the past few years. Let her know point blank what you want."

"I tried that. She's not interested."

"How could you tell her what you want when you haven't even accepted what you want?" Jonathan asked. Roman's head jerked to the side, his narrowed orbs landing on his cousin. "We know you. You've been trying to convince yourself that you just want answers and closure. But all three of us know, that's far from the truth. You haven't met a woman like Londyn that keeps you on your toes, keeps you levelheaded, and that gets your heart racing. It's about time that you admit that even after all these years, all these woman you've fucked, that you still only want her. That she's the only one you're willing to settle down with."

"So now you two are experts at reading my mind?"

"No. We just know how to weed through all the bullshit you spew to other people. We're family man. You can't lie to us just like we can't lie to you."

Joe smirked and chuckled softly. "I just never dealt with a woman that plays so hard to get before in my life. She fights me every step of the way."

"You know deep down, she's worth the trouble. So you have to make a decision now. Are you gonna go get your woman or are you gonna let her run away again?"

Deciding not to wait for his response, the twins disappeared as quickly as they appeared, leaving Joe alone with his conflicting thoughts. An internal battle waged inside his brain, one side of him urging to leave Londyn's stubborn ass alone while the other one ordered him to give it one more shot and not be a punk. There were downfalls to both choices but he needed to make a decision before he left Pensacola. He couldn't have this weight hanging over him any longer.

Squaring his shoulders, Joe pushed himself off the wall he was leaning against and started walking towards his destination. It appeared as if the sea of people parted quickly, nobody wanting to get in the way of the determined muscular man. A few short seconds later, that honestly felt like a lifetime, Joe stood behind Londyn who was busy talking with some random man. Without a word, Joe grasped Londyn by her arm, whirling her around to face him.

Agitation sprawled across her facial features once her eyes settled on him. "Joe, not no-"

Joe's lips crashed onto Londyn's, halting her protest. He placed a small hand on the middle of her back and held her body close to his, growling lightly as he felt her body tremble in his grasp. He pulled away a few seconds later, his chest rising with each breath he took as her fingers absentmindedly traced her swollen lips.

"You know you're gonna be mine right." It was more of a statement than a question, a knowing smirk creeping onto the corners of Joe's lips.

Without another word, the Samoan man turned on his heel and exited the bar, leaving a flabbergasted Londyn behind.

Londyn didn't know how she ended up there.

After an extremely awkward taxi ride from the bar to her hotel, the only thing that she was looking forward to was peeling off her sweat drenched clothes and showering so she could fall asleep. However, the moment she walked into the hotel she was staying at, she gained another boost of energy. Before she knew it, she walked right back out and hailed another taxi, this time going to another hotel.

His hotel.

It was supposed to be a simple trip to Pensacola for her parents' wedding anniversary. Yet, it turned into an emotional tornado the moment her and Joe locked eyes with one another at the show. Memories Londyn thought she buried for the past several years resurfaced along with feelings that she tried so desperately to denounce. Being in such close proximity with him confused her. How was it that he was able to evoke such an emotional and physical reaction from her when she hadn't seen him in so long? Were Camille and the twins right? Was she simply fooling herself whenever she claimed there wasn't anything between the two of them? Londyn didn't know the definite answer to that question. But she did know there was no way she could go back to her regular life without some type of resolution.

Time seemed to tick by in a glacial fashion once Londyn finally willed herself to knock on his door lightly. Afraid that he might not have heard the timid sound, she raised her fist to knock again when the door suddenly swung open. She gulped nervously when she came face to face with Joe. He leaned against the door frame, folding his massive arms across his equally massive chest. He was dressed in what appeared to be his version of pajamas, a pair of mesh material shorts and a white tank top, his intricate tattoo on full display. His hair was no longer in the ponytail it was in at the bar but instead flowed down his back, slightly damp from his shower. He smelled like fresh soap with a hint of that intoxicating cologne he always wore, the same one that triggered fresh memories to pop into her mind.

Without a word, Joe gestured inside his hotel room. Londyn inhaled deeply and entered, her body tensing as she felt Joe's eyes burning a hole into her back. The sound of the door closing reverberated throughout the room.

Londyn deduced Joe had obviously been awaiting her arrival, the candles strategically placed around the room a dead give away. Soft R&B music played in the background, serving as filler music. The two stared at each other in silence, Joe stepping closer to her.

"Thirsty?"

She nodded. "Water please."

A few seconds later, Joe handed Londyn a glass of water. She gulped the liquid down in an effort to soothe her aching throat to no avail. She placed the glass on the night stand.

"I should slap you for that stunt you pulled at the bar."

"But you won't."

"I shouldn't be here."

"But you are."

Joe took another step toward Londyn, folding his arms once again. "Tell me sweetheart. Why are you here?"

"Because you wanted me to come here."

"Don't gimme that shit."

Londyn's body immediately stiffened when she felt Joe arms encircle her waist, pulling her body into his. His fingers traced circles on her slightly exposed skin, his gentle touch driving her insane. "I told you once before I would never make you do something you didn't want to do baby girl. So tell me, why are you here? What is it that you want? And don't tell me you don't know because we both know that's a lie."

She exhaled sharply and nibbled her bottom lip. Her pulse accelerated while her heart thumped loudly in her chest. Before Londyn could respond, she swallowed nervously as she felt Joe back her into the wall. He grabbed both of her hands and held them above her head, his leg stepping between hers. The moment she felt his hardness pressing against her, she whimpered softly making Joe smirk.

"You want me just as much as I want you don't you Londyn? Just admit that you can't stop thinking about me after all these years because I know I haven't been able to remove you from my mind. Stop fighting me and give into me. It's about time we stop lying to ourselves."

Londyn's mind screamed at her that she was playing with fire, she was opening Pandora's box and once she did, she couldn't go back. Despite the warnings, she forged ahead with her plan, deciding to throw caution to the wind for once in her life.

"Make me yours Leati," Londyn requested, her voice breathless and barely audible.

A gasp filled the room the moment Joe's lips brushed against hers. Her body fell limp against the wall, his hand immediately getting tangled in her hair and removing the ponytail elastic. Joe growled lowly, the sound making her entire body quiver with need. He pulled away a few seconds later, biting the corner of his bottom lip as he stared at the woman pressed against the wall.

She licked her bottom lip while she stared into Joe's enchanting charcoal colored orbs. The way his voluminous mane cascaded around his face, his gaze piercing and determined, she felt her knees become wobbly. There was no turning back now but at the moment she vowed to not let her insecurities prevent her from going after what she truly wanted.

As soon as Joe released one of her hands, she wordlessly grabbed the neck of his tank top and yanked him close to her, crashing her lips against his again. Her moans were driving Joe insane with lust as her leg wrapped around his thigh, pushing his body closer to hers. He let go of her other hand and grabbed two handfuls of her supple ass, picking her small body off the floor with ease. While the two of them continued to kiss, tongues tangling with one another's, an electric current zipped through Londyn's body as Joe walked backwards to the bed.

Once his back hit the mattress, the kiss finally ended. He pulled away and stared at his high school crush straddling him, her hair wild and haphazard in nature. Joe reached up and caressed the side of her face with his knuckle making Londyn's eyes flutter close.

"You're so damn beautiful Londyn," he whispered. A deep crimson blush colored her cheeks. "I can't wait until I'm inside of you."

He sat up slightly, grabbing both sides of her face with his hands and placed another hard, smoldering kiss on her. Londyn's hands dropped to the hem of his shirt, pulling it off his body. While one arm wrapped around her body to prevent her from falling off his lap, the other one hurriedly pushed his shorts down his legs, leaving him in nothing but his black boxer briefs.

"You have on too many clothes," Joe pointed out, a dismayed expression on his face. "Stand up and strip for me."

"Strip for you?" A perfectly arched brow rose.

Joe nodded, an eager grin on his lips. "I want to admire everything about this body sweetheart."

Knowing she wouldn't be able to get out of his request, Londyn slid off Joe's lap. She leaned over and unzipped her shoes, kicking them to the side. She slowly stood straight up, fumbling fingers unsnapping the button on her jeans and dragging them over her hips. Joe grunted once the garment dropped to the floor, her lower half covered in just a pair of cotton pink and white polka dot cheeky underwear. Her t-shirt went next in a swift manner, her full breasts encased by a matching pink bra.

Gaining a sense of confidence from out the blue, Londyn strutted towards Joe, stopping in between his parted legs. His facial expression was unreadable but she observed the stormy glare in his eyes. Holding the back of his neck with her hands, an innocent like smile crept onto the corners of her lips.

"See something you like Leati?"

His jaw muscles twitched involuntarily. "You trying to get fucked good tonight aren't you?"

Londyn shrugged. "Maybe I am. What are you going to do about it?"

Opting to not respond verbally, Joe grabbed Londyn's body with a cat like quickness and laid her on the bed, hovering over her. His lips covered hers again, this kiss sweeter than the previous ones. His mouth made a path down her body, stopping at her neck briefly to nip it with his teeth before licking the marks he made, then finally reached her chest. He decorated her skin with soft pecks and licks, his tongue dragging along the tops of her breasts and down the valley while his hand moved behind her back. He expertly unsnapped her bra with one hand, pulling the offending piece away and revealing the fleshy mounds. Despite the fire brewing inside of her, her nipples stood erect and tantalizing.

Joe's lips covered her right breast, his tongue sneakily darting from his mouth and swirling around her nipple. He chewed on it softly making Londyn coo, her hands leisurely running through his raven locks. Her back arched off the bed at the sensation, tremors of pleasure rolling through her body.

"Fuuuckkkk that feels so good Joe," she moaned once he directed his attention to the other breast and repeated his actions. She yelped quietly when he bit her other nipple, her grip on his hair tightening.

After a few seconds of pleasing her breasts, Joe started to move down her body once again. He stopped at her stomach and sucked on the soft skin, doing his best to create a hickey on her unmarked skin to stake his claim. Her breathing became labored as he continued his trail, finally ending at her moist apex.

Joe reclined on his haunches, methodically dragging his finger down the length of her slit. Londyn winced quietly as they stared at one another. Joe bit his bottom lip to stifle his own groan when he felt the wetness seeping through her panties. He didn't know how much longer he could last without burying himself inside of Londyn's wetness but he had to see how she tasted.

He grabbed the waistband of her underwear and pulled them over her hips. Once they were tossed to the side, Joe felt his mouth watering as he inhaled her unique aroma. He grabbed both of her legs and pushed them towards the headboard, laying down at the foot of the bed, coming face to face with her most intimate part.

Londyn loudly yelped the moment she felt Je's tongue land on her clitoris. Shock waves of pleasure rolled through her body as his lips closed over the small bundle of nerves pulling it lightly. His tongue moved in a circular motion around the soft flesh, triggering juices to seep from inside of her, landing on Joe's awaiting tongue.

"Aaaahhhh shit Joe!" Londyn screamed, her body squirming on the bed erratically. She felt her stomach do back flips as he quickly flickered his tongue on her clitoris before disappearing inside of her, burying his entire face in her pussy.

Between his murmurs about how good she tasted and his tongue tricks, Londyn was in an euphoric state. It was amazing how much of a natural he was at orally pleasing her. She felt herself climbing the stairwell of ectasy and she was anticipating the fall, ready to flood Joe's mouth with her sweet essence as she hollered his name, not giving a damn who she woke up in the process.

With one final suck on her clitoris, Joe pulled away and flashed that sexy grin of his at Londyn. He leaned over and kissed her, allowing her to taste herself on his lips and tongue while his hand pushed down his boxer briefs, his dick springing free. He lifted his head and stared at the woman beneath his body. Her eyes were still closed, chest rising and falling with every heavy breath she took.

"Are you okay?" Joe asked, concern dripping from his voice. "We can stop if you're no-"

He was immediately cut off when Londyn grasped his dick with her hands, her eyes popping open. With one swift movement, she guided him inside of her, both of them moaning at the intrusion.

"Don't back out on me now," Londyn whispered.

Joe nodded, his arms wrapping around Londyn as he stood up, still intimately connected with the stylist, her legs wrapping around his torso. He sat her on the edge of the dresser and held her legs wide open. Joe growled as he rammed into Londyn, her back hitting the mirror from the force. He was able to hit the sweet spot inside of her with each plunge, making her squeal with pleasure, her fingers twisting her nipples. Joe was thick and long, definitely the biggest she ever been with and his girth was stretching her wide. But her juices let him glide in smoothly, making the experience pleasurable for both of them.

"Baby girl you're so fuckin tight," Joe gritted through his teeth. He bit his bottom lip furiously as he became lost in her pussy wrapping around him like a moist cocoon. "Fuck you feel so damn good."

Londyn's legs trapped Joe and she crossed her ankles, her feet landing on his tailbone. Her heels pulled him closer, letting him dive into her deeper as her arms wrapped around his shoulder. Their sweat transferred onto each other and her nails dug into his shoulders as he bit the side of her neck. Joe was fucking her so good, hitting her spot effortlessly while his hips rotated clockwise. She couldn't believe she almost missed out on such a treat because of her stubbornness but she was glad she took a chance coming to his room tonight.

"Joe, Joe, Joe," Londyn repeated breathlessly, her nails digging deeper making the skin break and blood to appear.

"This is what you wanted right?" He emphasized every word in his question with a sharp thrust, her back once again hitting the mirror behind her.

"Yaaaassssss baby. I want this dick!"

Londyn's thighs began to tremble against his body and Joe knew she was close to reaching her peak. He quickly pulled out, stroking his penis with his hand as he backed away slightly. "Turn around and face the mirror."

Londyn obliged his demand, bending over and resting her body weight on the dresser, her ass sticking out and taunting him. Joe spread her ass cheeks apart and slipped inside Londyn, groaning when she engulfed him again. He started to thrust inside her, his balls hitting her clitoris with every move and his left hand gripping her hip. Londyn's velvety walls desperately grasped his cock as she continued to moan his name, the sound flowing through his ears like beautiful music.

Joe slapped her ass with his right hand. "Naw, don't run away from the dick. Keep that ass right there," he growled as he continuously slammed inside her tight and moist canal.

Londyn glanced into the mirror and watched intently as Joe pounded into her small body. His brows dropped to the bridge of his nose in concentration, his teeth biting the inside of his bottom lip. His tribal tattoo glistened with sweat, small droplets dropping down his muscular chest. Seeing the man in all his naked glory, concentrated on bringing her to her pleasurable peak began to make Londyn lose all sense of control.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum."

"Cum all on this cock Londyn. Scream my name baby girl," Joe's voice rumbled.

Her hands gripped the edge of the dresser as she felt the familiar recoil in the pit of her stomach. It only took one final stab to her g-spot before Londyn tumbled over the edge. "LEATI!" she screamed, her body writhing on the piece of furniture. Her leg shook uncontrollably as the orgasm washed over her, Joe quickly wrapping his arm around her waist to hold her body in place. Soft expletives fell from her lips as her pussy continued to throb. Joe's thrusts didn't stop as his finger found her clitoris, rubbing it furiously. Seconds later, another orgasm ripped through her vulnerable body. "FUCK!" she exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise.

Joe's own movements became erratic as he watched Londyn experience back to back orgasms, her walls clamping onto his penis as if it was a vice grip. With a loud roar, his cum spurted inside of her rapidly, draining him completely. His body slumped over hers, his lips placing soft kisses on her spine as they both tried to catch their breath.

Silence replaced the moans that filled the room minutes ago, their panting noises slowly dying down. Joe removed his penis from inside Londyn and walked into the bathroom to clean himself up and to grab a towel for her to use. That intimate moment had been 11 years in the making and it was everything Joe imagined it would be and he couldn't have been happier than him and Londyn finally gave into their desires.

Joe exited the bathroom to see Londyn grabbing her clothes off the floor. He cleared his throat and held out the towel. She quickly grabbed it from him and disappeared into the bathroom. Seconds later, she emerged, dressed. Joe by this time had pulled on a fresh pair of boxer briefs, deciding to remain shirtless.

"I should get going," Londyn whispered, avoiding Joe's gaze. "I guess this is goodbye."

Joe's eyes snapped up at the term. Before she could move, he jumped up and grabbed her by the elbow, pulling her body back into his. "Stay," he murmured in her hair, inhaling the sweet scent of coconut.

"Joe, this can't go any further than tonight."

"Why not?"

"I'm constantly on the move. You're constantly touring. It won't work out."

"But we could make it work. It'll be hard but if we're both willing then-"

Londyn placed a finger over Joe's lips, stopping him. She shook her head and Joe realized right then and there, she had already made up her mind. Londyn stood on her tip toes and pressed her lips to Joe's cheek. "Goodbye Joe," she whispered, turning on her heel and leaving the room before Joe could stop her.

A yawn rippled through Londyn's body as she entered her apartment, dragging her suitcase behind her. It felt great to be back at home after her chaotic weekend. She wanted nothing more than to fall face first in her plush bed and let sleep consume her until the next day. She usually took a quick nap on flights but she couldn't fall asleep whatsoever before her plane landed in LA.

Not when every time she closed her eyes an image of Joe's hurt and disappointed face appeared.

Leaving Joe in his hotel room was one of the hardest things she had to do. The time they spent together was amazing and of course she just had to ruin it with a dose of harsh reality. Hearing Joe voice his desires of entering a relationship with her made her heart swell inside of her chest but it was definitely impossible. Their respective careers constantly had them traveling the world, never giving them a chance to sit down in one place for too long. How could he even think it would work between them? No, releasing the sexual frustration the two of them held for one another the past eleven years during a one night and going their separate ways was the best decision for both of them.

Shaking the thoughts from her head, Londyn grabbed a bottle of water from her refrigerator and made her way to her bedroom. Pulling her phone out, she set on the blocking mode feature not wanting anybody to disturb her for the next several hours. She pushed her bedroom door open, a quiet gasp filling the room. A gorgeous arrangement of tulips sat on her dresser table in front of her window. Although she wasn't a flower person, tulips were her absolute favorite.

Londyn dropped her suitcase at the foot of her bed and walked towards the flowers. They weren't there before she left a few days ago but Avery did take an earlier flight back to LA than she did to get started on a few tasks. However, she knew for a fact that her assistant didn't know this was a favorite flower. Hell a lot of people didn't know that fact at all. Londyn inhaled the scent, plucking the simple white card that sat inside the arrangement.

I let you leave my life once before. I'm not letting it happen again. See you soon sweetheart.

Joe

A/N: Before you all ask, at this time, I don't have a continuation in the works for this story. Not saying it won't EVER happen but I'm just focused on other projects that take precedent at the current time. Much love to benova13, my Smut Partner in Crime, for the help.

Thoughts/opinions about Part Three? R&R :-)

-Cara