by A. Aubry
I could feel Tina staring at us, I hadn’t even been this affectionate with Gavin on the rare occasions he would stop by the hospital because I forgot something. It wasn’t my fault that I couldn’t keep my hands off of Jameson, or even keep my lips to myself. This man did things to me that I had never felt before.
“Did everything go okay in physical therapy?” I glanced down at his body to make sure he was okay.
“Other than a lot of flirtatious looks and comments from Melody? Yeah, it went alright.” He shrugged a shoulder as his hands came around my waist.
“Melody? I thought you were seeing Ray?”
Ray had been the physical therapist at the hospital for several years. We referred a lot of patients over to him for their recovery process, so I had known him for a while. He also had the most adorable daughters in the world that I babysat from time to time so that him and his wife could have a child-free date night.
“Ray was booked up for the next several weeks. I guess Melody just started working here so that physical therapy could take on some more patients.”
Well, that made sense. But I didn’t really appreciate it that this Melody girl was hitting on my man. A sense of jealousy coursed through my veins. I had never felt so protective over what was mine before, but girls hitting on Jameson brought it out of me.
“I don’t like her doing that to you. You are very charismatic, what if she reads into it the wrong way?” I asked, looking away from him in embarrassment of my jealousy.
Jameson pulled me closer against him, moving my chin up to look back at him before resting his forehead against mine, “You are right, I am damn charismatic. But you have nothing to worry about. I only have eyes for you, Bri.”
“Really?” I whispered.
“Definitely,” Jameson brushed his lips sweetly against mine, “Now, would my gorgeous girlfriend like to go out tonight or stay in?”
My hands threaded into the back of his hair, “You are still recovering and after my shift here, I’m going to be exhausted. Let’s stay in tonight. Just you, me, and that enormous bathtub that I saw in your bathroom this morning.”
He laughed and just the sound made me smile wider, “Sounds like the perfect night in, baby. I will see you after your shift ends.”
I opened my mouth to respond but Ashley’s voice came from a doorway close to where we were standing in each other’s arms, “Briella! You can’t skip out on our lunch date more than two days in a row.”
Shaking my head, I laughed and looked in her direction, refusing to let go of Jameson, “I know, Ash. I was going to find you in a few minutes.”
She came over to where we stood and crossed her arms before nodding in Jameson’s direction, “Jameson.”
He gave her his dazzling smile as he released me just enough so only one arm was around my waist, “Ashley, how are you?”
“Better now that there is a smile on my best friend’s face. You do know you fucking tore her to shreds not talking to her for three weeks, right?”
My mouth dropped open, “Ashley, it wasn’t his fault.”
Jameson looked down at me, “It’s fine, Bri. Yes, Ashley, I do know how hard the last three weeks have been for her. If I had been conscious for those three weeks, I would have found some way to contact her and tell her. I am very sorry for how much I hurt her.”
Ashley nodded as he responded, “Good. I just know that sometimes Briella doesn’t tell her full feelings and then it just gets buried down as though nothing has happened. I don’t like seeing my friend in that type of pain or doing that to herself.”
“I told him everything, Ash. Our relationship is far healthier than mine and Gavin’s.”
“Okay, well let’s get to lunch. I’m starving, and we need to catch up on the gossip you missed while you were in New York.”
I smiled, “Let me just say goodbye to Jay.”
She sighed dramatically and turned around, walking back through the door that she had come out of. I turned back to Jameson and snaked my arms around his torso. As soon as I looked up at him, his lips came down onto mine and my eyes shut immediately. My heart pounded in my chest both from the first interaction that Ashley and Jameson have had since he left for New York and from the overwhelming barrage of emotions that I felt for Jameson. After what felt like way longer than just a few minutes, our lips let go of one another and we just stared into each other’s eyes.
“I’ll see you later, okay?” Jameson finally broke the silence and brushed his hand over my cheek.
“But I already miss you,” I admitted, my cheeks flushing at my own words.
Jameson’s shy smile tugged at his lips and he pulled me closer against his chest, “I already miss you too. Just a few more hours and it will just be you and me.”
I nodded my okay and kissed him once more before letting him go. He made it as far as the door before a tall skinny bleached blonde girl ran up to him with a wide smile. She handed him a few papers and as they exchanged a few minutes of small talk, her hand was on his shoulder and his arm. She was wearing the routine outfit of the physical therapy office and I knew immediate that this was the Melody that he had mentioned. He shrugged off her hand, gave her a quick wave, and went through the automatic sliding doors and out to the parking lot. I definitely had to keep an eye on this Melody chick.
The rest of my work day seemed to fly by. That was a major change from how my time had dragged along before I met Jameson and those three weeks that I thought he had dropped me. By the time I drove to Jameson’s apartment building and parked in one of his spaces in the garage, I was more than ready to be home with him. I stepped out of the elevator of his penthouse apartment and let myself inside. The smell of food cooking wafted around me and my stomach growled. Apparently the rather large meal that I had at lunch wasn’t enough to tide me over as I thought it would.
“Jay? I’m back,” I called into the large sleek living room.
Memories of the previous night flashed through my mind. Falling asleep in his arms on the couch as we watched a movie that we stumbled upon on television, his sweet kisses to wake me up, the way he undressed me down to my bra and panties before we both crawled into bed. There was nothing quite like falling asleep and waking up in Jameson’s arms. To say that I was in love with him was an understatement. I was head over heels in love with him already.
“I’m in the kitchen, baby!” His voice echoed through the penthouse.
Ah yes, the kitchen. Where Jameson made us breakfast this morning before I left for work. Once again, I was the first girl that he had sleep in his bed with him at his house. No matter how many times I heard that statement, it always made my ego inflate just a little further. I made my way through the large penthouse to the kitchen. The amazing aromas that I smelt when I walked through the door greeted me with more intensity as soon as I crossed the threshold.
“What’s for dinner? It smells fucking amazing in here,” I admitted with a large smile as I walked over to where Jameson stood at the stove.
“I’m just finishing up some steaks, but all the sides are already finished,” he grinned as he basted the steaks in his cast iron skillet.
He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss. Geez, even the butterflies soared in my stomach for those types of kisses from him. I offered to help with something, but Jameson had already set the kitchen island up for our meal including an open bottle of wine that sat between two glasses. He instructed me to sit back and relax because I had a long day at work. You didn’t have to tell me to relax twice, I was so used to coming home or going to Gavin’s and having to cook for the both of us. If he wanted to pamper me then so be it.
I sat at the kitchen island and poured us our wine before taking a quick sip of mine. Jameson finished up with the steaks before putting them on a cutting board to rest while he plated the rest of our food. It was like watching a chef at work as Jameson moved around the kitchen with ease. In a matter of minutes, he placed my plate in front of me and my mouth began to water. Steak, garlic c
heddar mashed potatoes, and broccolini were all plated so beautifully that I almost didn’t want to eat it.
Jameson sat beside me after he placed his plate on his placemat. He took a drink of his wine before setting the glass back down. I scooted closer to the edge of my seat and brushed my hand against his. He turned to me and pulled me off my seat so that I stood in between his legs. His hands came up and covered my cheeks as he guided my lips to his. The way that his tongue easily pushed past my lips and began to dance with mine mesmerized me as I got lost in our kiss.
When he finally pulled back, my heart was pounding as it usually did when he kissed me. His smirk told me that he knew the effect that he had on me. His smile soon after told me that I had the same one on him.
“I had to say a proper hello and welcome home,” he whispered as I tried to catch my breath.
“That was the most wonderful hello I have ever received,” I breathed.
Jameson chuckled and tugged me closer as his arms wrapped around me like a cocoon, “Gavin never welcomed you home like that?”
All I could do was shake my head as I watched his mouth. Oh, what I would do to just have that all over me right about now.
“What are you staring at?” He laughed.
I shook my head quickly to rid my naughty thoughts from my head, “Nothing, just zoned out I guess.”
My stomach chose that point in time to gurgle loud enough for both of us to hear. That’s right, I was nearly dying of hunger five minutes ago.
“Sounds like you are very hungry,” Jameson teased as he let me go.
I smiled and climbed back onto my chair. We dug into our meals, conversation flowing easily between the two of us. For once someone had asked me about my day and actually seemed interested in what I was talking about. When I was done recapping my day to Jameson, he told me all about his physical therapy appointment. To see how excited he was about his recovery made me smile. He never mentioned Melody by name or talked about her in general, he talked about how he was going to be doing some exercises at home because he wanted to make sure he was on track to get better sooner rather than later.
As soon as we were finished eating, we cleaned up our dishes and started the dishwasher. Jameson led me through the penthouse until we made it upstairs to his master bathroom. He went to the large oval shaped porcelain jacuzzi bathtub and began to fill it with water. In the amount of time that it took to fill his bathtub with water, my bathtub wouldn’t have even been a quarter of the way full. Did he have amazing water pressure that it filled up so fast? Or was I just living in the wrong place?
Jameson shut off the water and strode over to where I had continued to stand when we came into the room. Watching him was like switching off my brain, all I could do was stare at him and it was a miracle that my mouth wasn’t hanging open. Once he stood in front of me, that sexy smirk of his played on his lips and all I wanted to do was kiss him.
“You know,” Jameson started as his hands went down to the hem of the top of my scrubs, “I never thought that someone would look so fucking hot in a pair of scrubs.”
My cheeks flushed before I could even stop them, “Thank you.”
His hands pulled my top up just a little more, “But, I think you look far sexier with nothing on.”
I couldn’t move, hell, I couldn’t even reply to his comment. All I was able to do was stand there as he undressed me. Soon my scrubs, my tank top that I wore underneath, and my bra and panties were on the floor as Jameson stood in front of me still fully clothed. His eyes ran up and down my body and my skin felt like it was on fire just from his stare. Reaching out, I quickly undressed him, needing to level the playing field. As soon as all of his clothes were on the ground, I swallowed hard. I had seen Jameson naked several times but over the last few days I wasn’t able to act on anything. It had been a long three weeks of no sex for both of us and I wasn’t sure if that was an accomplishment or a punishment.
Jameson took my hand and we walked over to the bathtub. He held onto my hand as I stepped into the hot water, steam rising up from the bathtub. Sinking down onto the floor of the bathtub, Jameson joined me a few seconds later. Once he was in his place, I don’t know what took over my body, but I was soon straddling his lap and kissing his lips. He had been trying to get me into this position for days, but I had been fighting the urges. He was still healing from his injuries and I didn’t want to hurt him any more than he already was.
His tongue massaged mine as my arms rested on his shoulders, my fingers tangling into his hair as I held him in place. Jameson was everything I could have ever dreamed of, and he was all mine. It was like I was just waiting to wake up from a dream all the time. I felt Jameson’s hand on my ass as he lifted me up before the tip of his cock teased my entrance. There wasn’t even time to discuss if we both were okay with it or if he wasn’t in too much pain as it was, before he eased me down onto his cock. It stretched me further as every inch slowly pushed into me. I groaned into our kiss, the feeling of being connected once again was almost heavenly.
“Fuck, that is good,” Jameson moaned against my lips as soon as he pushed in to the hilt.
I leaned back slightly and looked at him, “Jay, are you sure that you are okay enough for this?”
He gave my ass a light squeeze, “I am way better than okay for this.”
“I just—I don’t want to make you worse. I can’t be without you again,” I whispered, finally admitting the fear of losing him.
“Hey,” Jameson encouraged as he moved his hands to rest on my hips, “Bri, I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”
“Jameson,” I sniffled before putting my arms around his neck and hugging him as tight as his wounds would allow me.
“Shh, it’s alright,” he kissed the side of my head gently, “I know exactly what will make you feel better.”
I rolled my eyes, my arms still holding onto him tightly, “I swear to god if you tell me to start riding you right now, I will get out of this bathtub.”
He chuckled softly and the sound made me smile, “As great of an idea as that would be, I had something else that I was going to say.”
Sitting back up, I bit my bottom lip and waited for him to explain.
Jameson’s hands covered my cheeks and I instantly put my hands over his, “I love you, baby. That is what I was going to say that would make you feel better.”
“I love you, too. And you are right, it does make me feel better,” I smiled shyly and turned my head to kiss his one of his open palms.
“Good. Now what would make me feel better right now would be if you started riding me,” Jameson smirked.
“And there it is…” I sighed playfully and removed his hands from my cheeks.
His lips pressed against mine and my heart rate sped up ever so slightly, “Come on, Bri. It’s been almost a month since we’ve had sex.”
Well at least I wasn’t the only one going stir crazy for the last month. Not only was I in need of being obscenely close with the man that I currently sat chest to chest with, but I was also in dire need of an orgasm. After having some of the best sex of your life for a whole night, having it yanked away from you for a month was pure torture.
“Okay, I will start moving but if—and only if—you tell me if it causes you pain,” I ordered, raising an eyebrow at him.
Jameson raised his right hand as though he was taking an oath, “I solemnly swear that I will tell you if I am in pain.”
I giggled at his playfulness and kissed him deeply. His lips easily coaxed mine open for him as his hands gripped onto my hips. My hands went onto the edge of the porcelain tub behind Jameson. Using my legs, I lifted myself up slowly before letting myself fall back down. The second that his cock bottomed out in me, a moan escaped both of our lips at once. It almost came too easily to set a pace for us. Everything with Jameson felt as though it was already pre-programmed into my brain. It was as though I already knew everything that I needed to do when our bodies came together to make our releases bui
ld without really having to think about it.
“Oh god, that feels so good,” I groaned as my body bounced up and down on his.
Jameson leaned forward and captured one nipple in his mouth as he brought his hand up to the other, “You are so damn tight.”
My heart pounded in my chest as I increased my speed. It had been far too long and my body already knew that it needed its release. I panted as my mouth slackened, the water lapping around us with every movement and our groans and grunts bouncing off the tiled walls back to us.
“I don’t think I can hold on much longer, baby,” Jameson admitted as he pulled his mouth back from my breasts and latched on with his hands.
“Come for me, Jay. I need it,” I grunted as my fingers dug around the porcelain frame and my lips sought his out.
Within seconds, Jameson was calling out his release and the feel of his cum shooting into me triggered my own. A moan so loud that my throat actually ached came from within me as my body let go and clutched onto his cock inside of me. Tears burned my eyes as a wave of pure pleasure took over my body from head to toe. Nothing in my entire life had ever felt as good as what I felt in that moment. My body collapsed against his gently as my head rested on his shoulder. Trying to catch my breath, my eyes closed as I just basked in everything that Jameson made me feel.
“Well, we are definitely never going that long without sex ever again,” Jameson laughed as his arms held me tight.
“Mhm,” I hummed as I released the bathtub from my grips and put my arms around him.
“That’s all I’m gonna get? A mhm?”
“I’m dead,” I giggled.
I felt his lips against my shoulder and I finally sat back up. Jameson smiled and puckered his lips at me. Giving him a quick kiss, I gazed at the man that I loved.
“If you are dead, then you are the sexiest ghost I have ever seen,” he teased.
“Yeah, yeah,” I shook my head at him, “Let’s get to bed so I can come back to life in the morning for work.”
“You could always call in sick,” Jameson suggested as he kissed along my collarbone.
