Page 39 of Got to be You

Unless it was a lie, of course, something to make him look better in the public eye, a way to hide his relationship with the actress because others might not like it. He might have said it for that reason, not thinking that I was going to see it… but I’m not convinced. Mostly because I don’t want to be. I like the idea of his loving me just as much as I do him and wanting to come back to me.

“But the note,” I remind myself. “He blew me off in the note… but only because he had to.”

I don’t know what to think. It would help if he had been in contact with me at all, before or after the announcement, but I’ve had nothing. Nothing at all. Not a peep. It’s very confusing. I slump onto the couch and let my head fall into my hands, likeI’ve been doing every so often, but nothing makes me feel any better. I don’t know if it’s possible while I have absolutely no idea what is going on.

Knock, knock.I jump as I hear a banging on my front door.Knock, knock.Immediately, my heart starts to race in my throat. I feel breathless and sick.Knock, knock.What do I do? Who is it?

Curiosity gets the better of me in the end and I find myself slowly moving toward the door with anxiety damn near consuming all of me. I don’t think I’ve ever been quite as anxious as I am right now. My hand shakes and trembles as I reach to open the door, and my knees practically knock together. The door creaks as I tug on it, almost as if it’s panicking at the same pace as me. This is such a mess…

“Oh, my God,” I gush as I see an all too familiar face on the other side. One that I’ve been expecting, but not expecting at the same time. “J–Jax, it’s you? Oh, my God, what the hell are you doing here?”

He steps inside and drops his bag without saying a word. But he doesn’t need to speak, really, because his eyes are screaming volumes. I can see love in his eyes and a deep-seated desire as well. He wants me bad, and my God, I want him too. But not just once. I want him here for the rest of my life.

“Are you here for good?” I take a tentative step closer to him. “No more running away this time?”

He nods his head. “Lilly, you have me for as long as you want me. I’m not going anywhere.”

I don’t have a choice now. This is everything that I’ve wanted and so much more. I fall into his arms eagerly, willingly, andI kiss him. This time, as our lips connect, I can feel the world shrinking in around us because this time, our time together isn’t constricted, we aren’t going to have barriers in our way. Instead, it’s just him and me, without drama. It’s our time to just be together at last, and I can’t wait.

With sheer seduction in my gaze, I break our kiss and grab onto his hand hard to pull him into the bedroom with me because I’m not messing around. I’ve spent far too many days of my life not having sex with the man I love, and this won’t be another one. It feels even better knowing that I can be secure in us, no more uncertainty to bring either of us down. I absolutely love it. I love him.

Once inside the bedroom, I yank him roughly to me and resume our kissing once more. Our hands are all over one another. We definitely can’t get enough, so as our clothes fly all around the room in our haste to get one another naked, it’s no surprise. My God, I’ve missed the rock-hard body of Jax Thom. He has always been gorgeous, even before he was a rock star, but now he’s mine. All mine.

He presses me up against the ice-cold wall as he kisses me roughly, pressing every inch of him up against me so I can get a real feel of his muscles, his strength, and also his excitement for me. While his tongue massages the inside my mouth, I fist his hair, tugging every time it feels too good for words.

“Fuck, you’re too much.” He starts sucking and licking my throat as I press one foot up against the wall, automatically spreading my thighs further. The pulsing at my pussy aches for him, needs him, and won’t calm down until I finally get to have him deep inside me. “Jax, I need you. I want you so badly.”

But just before he can finally thrust into me, giving me everything I need, another cheeky idea consumes my brain. I shove him off me hard, managing to shock him, actually, and I continue to push him until he falls back on the bed and stares at me with wide, shocked eyes. He wants to know what’s going on and soon, he’ll find out. I’m going to show him that he made the right choice with me, that I’m the best woman he’ll ever have. It doesn’t matter who he has been with since we’ve been apart. All I care about is the love that we share right now and what that means for our future.

“Oh, my God.” Jax lets out a primal, animalistic groan as I drop to my knees in front of him, parting his thighs. I’m pretty sure that he can feel my hot breath on his steel rod the closer that I get. “Lilly.”

His moaning my name is delightful. I can’t help but slide closer to him and to kiss his tip, which has the same salty, masculine taste that I remember so well. My God, I’ve missed this cock so badly that it hurts. Judging by all the crazy sounds coming out of Jax, he has missed me like this as well.

I kiss him a few more times at his most sensitive part, loving the sight of his knuckles turning white as he grips the edge of the bed as tightly as he can because he can’t take what I’m doing to him. I kiss up and down his shaft, lightly stroking his balls as I do, and when his groans grow deeper, I flick my tongue out and lick him like a damn lollipop, teasing him until he just can’t take it anymore.

“Fuck, Lilly,” he pants out, his words coming out as breathless and sharp as he tries to speak. “Oh, God.”

Just at the moment that he begins to shudder, I kick things up a notch. I part my lips and take him as far to the back of my throatas I can. He hits the back of my throat, opening me up a little more for him, and I stroke the wet heat of my mouth around him. I swirl my tongue around him every time I drag my mouth upward and slide it back down again, my heart pounding with intense need.

I can’t stop myself, I’m too eager, too keen, so I hold Jax with one hand so that I can keep exploring him with my mouth, and I slip my free hand down my body until I reach my soaking wet slit.

I tickle my clit at the same pace as my tongue flickers all over him, connecting us in a brand-new way, making this an intensely united experience. Every time I shudder and moan because I’m pushing myself to the edge, it seems to spark a new joy in Jax as well. He can hardly take this. It’s overwhelming for him.

“Stop,” he finally pants, pulling me off him. “Stop, not like this. I want you. I want to be inside you.”

He tucks his hands underneath my armpits and tugs me upright. Of course, because I want him so badly as well, I go willingly, collapsing on top of him on the bed. We giggle, but only for a second because our lips find one another again and we start kissing frantically as he enters me, filling me up in the most incredible way possible, making me shudder with the intensity of my need for this man.

“Fuck, Jax!” I ride him hard and fast until he flips me over and takes control of the thrusts. But I don’t stop there. We’re both so hungry for each other’s bodies that the positions change over and over, each one more intense than the last. I can’t stop saying his name. It’s like a prayer on my lips, and he clearly loves it. Each time I call out to him, he slams into me harder, coaxing an orgasm from both of us.

It’s an earth-shattering moment when it actually happens, when we crumble into the abyss together. There is nothing else left, only us, and I absolutely love it. I don’t want to let him go, even as we both gasp desperately through the post-orgasmic bliss. I hook my arms around his neck and hold onto him tightly as if I’m scared to let him go because he might run away again. I can’t have that. I can’t stand it.

“I love you,” I whisper, saying those words aloud for the first time in years, loving the way that they set me free from years of being locked away in a prison cell. “I love you so much, Jax Thoms.”

He pulls back to look at me with sheer love in his eyes. “And I love you too, Lilly Jenkins. More than anything in the world. I wish that I had never left you the first time around, but at least I know this time to never leave you again. It would be the craziest thing in the world to do.”

He pulls me back to him and we kiss some more. We lie on the bed beside one another and curl up until our bodies are wholly connected with one another in the best way possible. I just seem to fit him in the same way that he does me. It’s because we were made for one another.

It isn’t long before the chemistry comes for us once more and he flips me onto my front to take me from behind, the pleasure fizzing in my veins almost instantly. If the chemistry is still this intense between us after all these years, then I’m pretty sure it’s safe to say it always will be. We’re always going to be crazy about one another, and to be honest, we have a better chance at succeeding as a couple than most. We have experienced life without one another and we hated it. We never want it to happen again, so we will fight for one another until the bitter end. Because it’ll be worth it.

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