Chapter Twelve - Joey's P.O.V.

*Two Months Later*

Look at him, he's so cute. We've been up here studying in my room for hours now, or at least he's been studying, I've been watching him study and daydreaming. Without out looking up from his textbook he says with a smile.

"Jo, you ARE supposed to be studying, you have exams in less than two weeks and in case you've forgotten its Thanksgiving this week-end. Now stop staring at me and get to work!"

I haven't forgotten about Thanksgiving, we are all going back home to Capeside, the five of us. Pacey didn't want to go home at first, too many reminders of what the past was like for him, I think. But I told him in no uncertain terms that he was coming home with me, at least to the B&B. He doesn't have to see his parents or family unless he wants too. Finally he agreed and we are leaving tomorrow after our last classes. I can't help but wonder if I made the right decision in not telling the Witter's about Pacey being in school. I sigh before returning to my own textbook. I think I've re-read this page ten times now and I still have no idea what it says. After a few minutes my eyes are drawn back to him again. I am so in love with this amazing man, and I'm so proud of everything he's accomplished this year.

"Josephine!" he growls.

"What I'm studying, honest." I say with a smile and laugh softly. Now I have to say that this is a switch; whoever would have thought that Pacey Witter would one day actually be telling Joey Potter to stop daydreaming and start studying; they would have been called crazy and locked me up for sure, at least they would have a year ago.

"No, Jo you're not! You're staring at me like I'm a piece of meat!"

"I'm not!" I reply indignantly, even though I know that I am, and that I'm going to continue doing it. Slamming his book closed and shoving it and his notes out of the way, he reaches across my bed grabs me by the waist, pulling me up against him. He rolls on top of me, pinning me underneath his strong body. He stares into my eyes, searching for something. Under his weight I can feel his arousal pressing into my thigh, and I shudder with wonder as I again realize that I do that to him.

"Now what is just so damned interesting?" he growls softly.

"Nothing, really Pace. You just looked so cute sitting there. Concentrating really hard, you were totally focused. I was thinking about how much I love you, and how proud of you I am. I'm so happy that you are taking school so seriously and doing so well. I love bragging to all of my friends at Worthington about my amazing, thoughtful, caring, sensitive boyfriend, who treats me like a princess. Plus it doesn't hurt to throw in the fact that he also happens to be on the Deans list at Boston University. Do you have any idea what that means Pace?"

"Yeah, it means that I spend too much time with these damned books trying to be the best damn student I can, and not nearly enough time taking you out and showing you off at all of those parties Jack, Jen, Matt, and Linds are always going to."

"No Pacey, it means that you have proven everyone who thought that you'd do nothing with your life wrong. Besides, I like spending time with you like this. This is much better than some loud, sweaty, drunken Frat Party."

"Potter, anytime you want to get loud and sweaty with me, you just let me know and I'm there alright!" he grins down at me wickedly, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

This is how things have been between us since we got back together. All of the previous tension between us regarding sex is gone, now everything is full of sexual innuendos. We tease each other constantly with heated looks and soft caresses. We hide sexy notes in each others notebooks. We haven't slept together again yet, keeping to our promise to really get to know each other again. Things have changed between us this last two months; trust is no longer an issue we are always 100% truthful with each other; and while we both know that the past is there we know it will be dealt with when the time comes. Lately the desire to be together again has been growing stronger and as a result we have had some pretty heavy make out sessions. I'm sure the cost of heating water has gone down in our house what with all of the cold showers I've been taking.

Arching against him seductively I ask "So are we officially taking a study break?" my voice heavy with desire. I feel him shudder and I know we are done studying for the night.

"Oh yeah, we are taking a study break alright!" Lowering his lips to mine he takes my breath away with his rough kisses. We both moan with pleasure at the contact. I bite his full lower lip, soothing the area with my tongue running the tip along it length; his tongue comes out to meet mine. Deepening the kiss he pushes his tongue into my mouth exploring the roof, before retreating to tangle once again with my own. I hear him growl from deep within his chest as he brands me with his lips. He rocking his hips against mine, feeling his rock hard arousal I moan loudly and move to pull him closer, cradling his hips between my thighs. I feel the dampness at my core as he presses against me, this time I rock back against him and it is his turn to moan.

"Oh god Jo! You are going to kill me if you keep that up." He says roughly, breaking our kiss and resting his head against my shoulder. He turns his head and begins to suckle on my neck just below my ear, where he knows I'm most sensitive. He licks the flesh and then blows softly soothing it after his rough kiss. My hips instinctively rise up against him, needing to be closer to him and feel his hardness against my throbbing core. He's turning me on even more, by using my bodies responses to him against me.

"Pacey, please." I pant, not knowing what it is that Im begging for, but wanting to find my release, he has me totally out my mind; and he knows it.

"Shh... Jo, let go baby, let me love you." He kisses his way down my neck, across my collarbone, his tongue dipping into the hollow at the base of my neck. I feel his hand come up to undo the buttons of my sweater. He has yet to touch me and already I'm aching to feel his lips on my body. He kisses me softly all over my face, my eyelids, the tip of my nose, and finally my lips. Finishing the task of my buttons he pushes the offending garment open, revealing my black satin bra. Backing away slightly he stares down at me with such love and desire that I simply have to touch him, bringing one hand to the side of his face I run my thumb over his lips and smile softly at him, showing him with my eyes how much I love him and what his touch does to me.

Slowly he traces the line where the fabric of my bra ends and my soft flesh begins with one finger so lightly I can't be sure he's even touching me. I feel my nipples tighten under his caress, the back of his hand finding the valley between my breasts, he moves to cup one full globe in his hand, running his thumb over the satin covering my nipple. My already tight bud contracts even further at his caress. Lowering his head he kisses his way across and down to my aching chest, I feel the front closure give way under his touch and my breasts spill free from their confines into his waiting hands. I moan again as his mouth finally finds its way to one nipple; biting down gently on the taught bud, he rolls it between his teeth as the tip of his tongue bathes it in liquid warmth. I whimper wanting him to take more of me into his mouth, growing impatient I lace my fingers into his hair and pull him closer, arching my back forcing him to open his mouth to me. I am so tightly wound right now, it wont take much more for me reach the edge and fall into the abyss of extreme pleasure.

Pacey can obviously scene my need. "Jo, relax. Just let go it's okay, I'm here to catch you." He knows I'm close and begins to repeat his ministrations on my other breast, again I run my fingers through his hair, pulling him close, guiding his movements. He begins to suck harder, taking as much of me into his mouth as he can, finally the sensations he is creating within my body are too much and I plummet over the edge into oblivion, crying out his name.

"That's it baby come for me! God you are so beautiful Jo." He whispers in my ear as body convulses slightly beneath him.

Panting, I slowly begin to recover from my release, opening my eyes slowly I look up at him and smile. "Wow! Well that was fun." I giggle before continuing, "I love you Pace."

"I love you too baby." He leans down to kiss me again, his breath is still slightly labored and I know that he is extremely turned on by what he just did to me, so I start to rock my hips again. He groans softy and pushes back. Slowly I run my hands down his muscular back, to cup his ass; pulling him to me as hard as I can, needing to feel him against me, getting as close as possible with our clothes on. I move one hand from his ass in between our bodies to cup his erection through the tight denim of his jeans. As I rub my fingers along his hardened length he gasps and pushes himself into my hand. Wanting to feel the silky smoothness of his hard shaft, I pop the straining buttons on the fly of his jeans and reach inside to grasp him through the cotton of his boxers, but its still not enough. I dip my fingers beneath the waistband of both his boxers and jeans pushing them down over his hips as he arches away slightly to aid me in my task. Soon he is free of all confining material, gently I wrap my hand around his throbbing cock and stroke the full length of him; doing it just the way he showed me so many months ago now. The way that brings him the most pleasure. We are kissing passionately our tongues fighting for dominance, mimicking the movements of our hips and my hand. He moans again breaking the kiss, he throws his head back in pleasure, his eyes are dark with need, his breathing is erratic. I can tell he is close, and I want to be the one to bring him to orgasm. Needing to taste him again I instruct him as to my wishes.

"Roll over Pace." Is all that I can manage to say through my own cloud of desire. He obeys me and I quickly move to straddle his hips. I kiss him softly on the lips; pulling away I grin wickedly and begin to kiss my way down his broad chest, stroking him firmly all the while. I kiss the tight skin at his belly button, dipping my tongue inside before continuing on towards my ultimate destination. I blow softly on his heated flesh moving my hand to cup his balls lightly. Needing more my tongue seeks out the drop of moisture collecting at the tip of his penis. Slowly I lick his pulsing length from top to bottom and back up again, before ending his torture and engulfing him in the damp warmth of my mouth. I feel him shaking with desire as he buries his hands in my hair, guiding my movements and I slowly bob up and down over him.

"Fuck! Jo that feels so good, but baby you gotta stop or I'm gonna come."

I lift my head to look up at him, once again licking at the drop of moisture collecting on the tip of his cock. I smile and say, "That's kinda what I thought I was trying to do Pace." Before taking him back into my mouth as far as I can. After a few more strokes, moaning deeply, he tightens his grip in my hair. I feel his dick twitch slightly before emptying his seed into my mouth in quick bursts. I swallow every drop he has to offer, cleaning him off completely before sliding up his chest. Looking him in the eyes I lick my lips, letting him know that I enjoyed every second of his orgasm. Kissing him softly as his body shakes from the force of his release. Wrapping his arms around me tightly, he kisses my neck and sighs happily.

"Happy Pace?" I question, resting my head on his chest. He kisses the top of my head, laughs slightly and says "Happy? No Jo, after that little performance I'd have to say that I have died and gone to heaven!"

"So what you're saying is that you liked that?" I ask innocently.

"Jo what's not to like? I just had the most beautiful woman in the world give me probably the best blow job of my life, swallow me whole, and lick her lips like a cat at a bowl of cream afterwards."

"I love you, so much. I hope you know that?"

"I think I do Jo. And I love you just as much, maybe even more."

I sigh happily and close my eyes savoring the closeness we are sharing. After a few minutes reality comes back to me and I say, "It's getting late, Jack and Jen will be back from the movies with Grams anytime now. We should probably make ourselves decent before one of them comes barging in here. I move to roll off of him and he pulls me back close again. Murmuring softly in my ear and stroking my hair, "Soon baby, soon. Just let me hold you a little while longer."