[Bad Blooded Rebel Series 06] - Deeper

by Mellie George

  “Thank you, Kris,” I replied and hugged him tightly.

  “You’re welcome, Jess.” After he released me, he said, “I’m going to call the guys and let them know I’m staying here tonight. We don’t head out again for another two days so I’m sure they won’t miss me.”

  “Okay. Please tell them I said hi and to not hate me stealing you away for the night.”

  He huffed out a laugh. “Jess, believe me on this…they will not hate you for this in the least.” Before I could ask him to elaborate, he was on his cell phone talking to someone.

  I decided to use the free minute I had while he was on the phone to go use the restroom. I needed a minute to collect myself if I was going to be under the same roof overnight with Kris for the first time in what felt like forever. I stood up from the couch as he chatted on his phone and quickly went to my bathroom locked the door behind me.

  I checked my hair and makeup in the mirror and surprisingly they were both still intact. Thank God for small victories. I checked my breath against my palm and it was good, but I took a swig of mouthwash anyway and I swished it around in my mouth before spitting it into the sink. After I wiped my mouth with a hand towel, I sprayed on some perfume and walked back out into the living room, a feeling of hope spreading through me.

  As I moved toward the couch, he turned to me and smiled as he said goodbye to whoever he was talking to.

  “Everything go okay in there?” he asked.

  “Uh, yeah, great,” I answered. “Thanks so much for doing this for me. I’m sure you had better things to do tonight than hang out with your ex-girlfriend in her tiny apartment.”

  Kris sighed and walked to me.

  “Jess, will you stop that? If I didn’t want to be here, I wouldn’t be. In fact, being in your apartment right now is making me feel happier than I have in over a year. I’ve really missed you.”

  Tingles flowed through me all the way to my fingertips.

  “Me too, Kris.”

  We were silent for a moment as the sexual tension between us grew. He took another step closer to me and I could feel the heat radiating off his body, which still looked as chiseled and sculpted as before. Actually, now that I was really looking at him, his arms looked even more muscular than they’d been a year ago. All that banging on his drums must have worked out his muscles even more and his biceps were straining against the fabric of his tee shirt. Jesus, he was beautiful.

  “So,” I said, cutting through the silence, “how about we put on some music?”

  He grinned and ran a hand through his messy hair. “That sounds great. What do you have?”

  “Well, I don’t have much, but you’re welcome to look through my CD’s and find something you like,” I answered.

  He walked to my stereo and found my CD rack. As his eyes scanned down the limited selection I had, I asked him, “Can I get you something else to drink? Or I could make something to eat. I don’t remember seeing you eat earlier.”

  “I’m fine, Jess, thank you,” he replied as he took a CD out of its case and put it into the stereo.

  “Kris, come on, you need to eat. I can order us a pizza, or we could just make some popcorn.”

  “Whatever you want is fine. I’m really not hungry,” he replied as the music began to fill the room.

  I smiled as Extreme’s “More Than Words” started to play. Kris walked to me and held out his hand.

  “Dance with me?”

  A chill shiver shot down my spine as he took a step closer.

  “R-really?”

  “Come on, what do you have to lose?”

  Not my heart, because you’ve always had it, I thought to myself.

  Nervously, I placed my shaking hand in his and said, “Nothing. I’d love to dance with you.”

  Smiling, he pulled me against his hard chest and wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. I pressed my cheek against his chest and felt my palms getting sweaty as we started to sway to the music and for the first time in over a year, I finally felt at ease.

  Chapter 11

  Kris

  Tonight had been the best night I’d had in a very long time. This morning when I woke up, I was alone in a bunk on a tour bus missing Jessie just as much as I had since I lost her. Now, twelve hours later, I was back in my hometown after playing to a sold out crowd and was currently holding the girl I loved in my arms again. I felt like I was dreaming.

  Holding her was the only thing that was reminding me that this was real. Her skin felt so soft, her body so warm and taut against me, and the scent of her silky hair was intoxicating. We danced until the music ended and I held onto her long after the song was over. Neither one of us wanted to let go.

  The sudden loud clap of thunder outside jolted me out of my Jessie-induced stupor and I reluctantly released her. She stepped back and looked at me with a dazed yet blissful look on her face.

  I glanced at the clock on the wall and the time was one forty-five. I didn’t know if she had somewhere she needed to be in the morning but since it was so late, I wasn’t going to make her stay up and talk to me. She needed her rest and we had all day to talk when we both woke up.

  “It’s getting late. Maybe we should go to bed,” she said, just before I was going to suggest it. “You know it’s hard for me to fall asleep during a thunderstorm so I probably should try to get some rest now before it gets too loud.”

  “True,” I replied, smiling. “I’ll just take the couch if that’s okay.”

  “No, you’re a guest,” she replied, shaking her head. “You take the bed and I’ll take the couch.”

  “No fucking way, Jess. I’m taking the couch and that’s it,” I stated, looking at her like I wanted to devour her. Who the hell was I kidding? That’s exactly what I wanted to do.

  She blinked her big blue eyes at me and replied, “O-okay. I’ll just get you a pillow and blanket.” Her cheeks were pink as she walked into her bedroom. While she was gone I slipped out of my shoes and sat on the couch. I knew that tonight wasn’t going to lead to anything sexual so in order for things to stay that way, I wasn’t going to get undressed in front of her and risk her seeing my rapidly-growing erection.

  When she came back carrying a blanket and pillow she was biting onto her bottom lip nervously. “I really don’t like you sleeping on the couch but I guess I don’t have a choice,” she replied, smiling. “If you get uncomfortable let me know and we can trade off.”

  “Jess, this is just fine. Thank you,” I answered, taking the blanket and pillow from her. “Try and get some rest before the rain starts, okay? Don’t worry, I’ll still be here in the morning.”

  She grinned brightly and simply said, “Good night, Kris,” and winked at me as she walked into her room.

  After she shut the door I slipped out of my clothes and plopped onto her couch in nothing but my boxers. As the rain started to fall outside, I put an arm over my eyes and tried to think of anything but the fact that the love of my life was sleeping in a bed alone in the next room.

  “NOOOOO!!”

  I sat up on the couch with my heart beating out of my chest. Blinking, it took me a minute to remember that I wasn’t on the bus, waking from a bad dream. I was in Jessie’s apartment and it was pouring down rain outside. I rubbed a hand over my eyes and tried to shake off the dream I was sure I’d just woken from.

  I thought I had been dreaming because every time I had closed my eyes over the past year, I dreamt about Crystal attacking Jess and me not being there to save her. She was always screaming and I was never able to reach her in time.

  This time, I realized it wasn’t a dream when I heard another blood curdling scream coming from Jessie’s room. Without thinking I flew off the couch and ran to her room, opening her door and finding her tangled in her sheets. She was tossing and turning in her sleep and it was obvious that she was having a nightmare.

  I crossed her room in two big steps and climbed onto her bed, only thinking of what I could do that would help bring her out of thi
s. In all the years I’d known her, I’d never known her to have nightmares. After what she’d lived through after Crystal’s attack, it was no wonder she was experiencing this now. It was heartbreaking to witness her in the middle of a bad dream. Instinctively I wrapped my arms around her shaking body and I held on as tight as I could.

  “Jess, baby, wake up,” I pleaded as I felt her quivering. “You’re having a bad dream, look at me.”

  She opened her eyes and was looking wildly around the room, seeming to not know where she was. Tears were pouring from her eyes as she tried to focus on her surroundings. When she looked up and her eyes landed on mine she looked confused and seemed to be trying to focus on me.

  “Jess, it’s Kris, I’m here. It’s okay, you were just having a nightmare. I’m here, baby, I’m right here,” I repeated, lightly touching her cheek.

  She blinked a few more times and before I could register what was happening she reached up and slid her slender fingers around my neck and pulled my face to hers, roughly crashing her lips to mine. I opened my mouth to gasp and when I did she thrust her tongue past my lips and I moaned in pleasure.

  I knew that she had to have been still dreaming but in that moment I didn’t care. This was heaven. Jessie was kissing me and nothing in the world had felt or tasted better than her delicate, petal soft lips. When she broke away from me and her eyes focused on me, her eyes widened in realization and she gasped in shock.

  “Oh my God, Kris, I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed, and a bolt of lightning lit up the night sky outside of her window. The light of it lit up her face and my breath caught at how beautiful she was.

  “Jess, it’s okay,” I whispered, still holding her in my arms.

  “I…I was having a nightmare. I dreamt that Crystal was out of jail and she came here and instead of attacking me she went after you with a knife and the next thing I knew you were next to me and then I was kissing you in my dream. At least I thought I was,” she answered, shame in her voice. “I didn’t mean to kiss you for real, I thought I was dreaming. I’m so sorry.”

  I traced her bottom lip with my thumb and swallowed hard.

  “I’m not.”

  “Y-you’re not?” she asked, her eyes widening.

  “I’m not a damn bit sorry for kissing you, Jess, because I can’t keep acting like I’m okay without you. I’m fucking miserable and I have been ever since you pushed me away the first time. I still love you Jess. I never stopped.”

  She started to breath faster and I could feel her heart pounding. I roamed my hand down and placed it at the small of her back, pulling her body into mine. I stifled a moan when I realized she was sleeping in nothing but a camisole and tiny silk panties.

  “I’ve never stopped either. I…I love you too, Kris,” she admitted, and my fingers moved down and slipped under the waist of her panties.

  Please Jess…just say it…tell me what you want, I thought. All she needed to do was say the words. The ball was in her court.

  “Kris, I want you, need you now, tonight. I can’t fight this anymore. Make love to me, please,” she begged.

  “Are you sure?” I asked, my voice husky with desire as her delicate fingers roamed down my chest and dipped into the top of my boxers.

  She nodded and whispered, “I’m yours.”

  “Finally,” I groaned and my lips found hers again. This time I was going to make damn sure she knew it wasn’t a dream…I was going to turn her inside out and make her remember that this was the moment that I let her know that I was never letting her go again.

  I kissed her like I’d been dying to since the last time I’d gotten to taste her sweet lips and I held nothing back. My cock was as hard as stone as she made a little mewling sound as our tongues danced perfectly together. She tasted just as I remembered, like the sweetest honey I’d ever had. I’d missed her flavor so much that it was like I was an addict and she was my drug of choice.

  She was wiggling beneath me and I gasped sharply as she pushed down the front of my boxers and my dick sprang free. She grasped it tightly in her hand and I gasped sharply as she began to stroke me up and down.

  “You feel amazing,” she breathed, and she lifted her legs and pushed my boxers down the rest of the way with the tips of her toes. I was completely naked on top of her and I was desperate to get her naked too. Every second that I wasn’t inside her was time wasted.

  I tugged at the bottom of her shirt and she let go of my cock and lifted it off herself with ease. I leaned up on my knees and quickly grabbed her panties at her hips and began sliding them down her legs. As soon as they were off, she leaned up and pulled me back down on top of her.

  “Kris, please, I need you now,” she begged, opening her legs wide and thrusting her hips up so that the head of my dick was resting right at her slick, wet entrance. The warmth coming off of her damp folds felt so amazing that my eyes rolled back in pleasure.

  “I need a condom,” I declared and was starting to move away from her but she stopped me.

  “No, it’s okay, you don’t have to…” she trailed off, and I suddenly remembered the reason why.

  My jaw clenched and I closed my eyes tightly for a moment, trying to dull the deep ache in my chest. This was just one more thing that Crystal took from her. One more thing I would have to help her forget…at least for now.

  I touched her cheek gently and leaned down to kiss her once more. I savored the taste of her lips one last time before I reached my hand down and began to guide my hard cock into her searing heat.

  She cried out in pleasure as I entered her slowly, claiming her again inch by solid inch. Jessie dug her fingernails into my shoulders, spurring me on, and I groaned at the feel of how much she wanted this, wanted me. I picked up my pace and began to drive into her, giving her what she wanted as fast as she seemed to want it.

  Just as I felt my orgasm starting to build at the base of my spine, she pushed against my chest and rolled us over. I lied back on the bed and she repositioned herself on top of me. My eyes rolled back as she took charge and rocked her hips back and forth, driving me crazy. I gripped her ass and moved her faster as my pleasure built more and more.

  I moved one hand in front of her and my thumb quickly found her clit. She gasped and tossed her head back as I worked her tiny, sensitive nub in little circles, causing her to moan loudly. Her body was shaking as she leaned down and kissed me, her perfect breasts brushing against my chest.

  “God I’ve missed you,” she whispered against my lips.

  “I’ve missed you too, baby. You feel so incredible,” I replied as I thrust my hips up and she whimpered in pleasure.

  Jessie straightened back up and continued to rock back and forth on top of me and I could feel her inner walls starting to grip my cock tighter. She was close and even though I wanted to drag our reunion out as long as I could, being inside her again was making me lose control. I was close to my own orgasm and I wanted us to finish together.

  “I’m close, Kris, don’t stop,” she panted, and she gently clawed at my chest in passion.

  “Jess, fuck,” I growled, and I sat up to look at her. I wanted to watch her beautiful face as she came undone for me.

  I couldn’t wait any longer and could feel my release building so strongly. Just as I was about to let go, she screamed out in sheer bliss as her orgasm rocked her body. The feel of her release rolling down my dick set off my own and I came deep inside her. She stared into my eyes as she came and I held her gorgeous body against mine for as long as she’d let me.

  “Oh…my…God,” she exclaimed, her breathing labored. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest and I suddenly felt tingles shoot through me when I realized that our heartbeats were exactly the same. “That was…”

  “Perfect,” I replied, pulling her lips to mine. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

  I could see the tears glistening in her eyes and her lip was trembling.

  “I’m not perfect, Kris. I’m…broken,” she answered softly.
/>   “Oh Jess,” I replied, kissing her forehead gently. “You are absolutely not broken. If I know you as well as I think I do, I bet you have been shouldering all the blame and feeling guilty for how things happened but baby, believe me, none of what happened is your fault.”

  “How can you say that?” she cried. I felt a warm tear hit my chest and I combed my fingers through her hair in an effort to comfort her. “We both loved each other so much that you were willing to mess up an amazing opportunity for you and the guys and I couldn’t let that happen. When you begged me to come with you, I was stubborn and said no because I let Crystal get inside my head and make me think that I wasn’t worth all the hassle.”

  “Jess,” I tried to interrupt, but she shook her head.

  “Why do you love me?” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I mean, seriously. I am the product of a drunken teenage one night stand and a mistake that no one wanted. I ruined my mother’s life and my father never wanted me. Then after how badly I hurt you with pushing you away and…th-the baby…” she broke off momentarily before continuing, “how can you look at me after what I’ve done?”

  I sighed deeply and took her face into my hands. “Oh baby,” I said, wiping her tear-stained cheeks. “Everything that’s happened in your life happened to you, not because of you. Granted, Crystal was never the best mom but I am so glad that she had you because I can’t live in a world that you aren’t a part of. I will admit that you pushing me away hurt me and I was heartbroken after knowing you’d lost our baby, but-”

  “Kris, I’m sorry,” she sobbed, but I stopped her.

  “Jess, it hurt to know you weren’t going to tell me about our baby girl, but I would’ve known eventually when I came home and there is no way I would have let you two go, just like I’m not letting you go now.”

  “But she’s gone and it’s my fault. Our baby died because I was a coward.”

  “Listen to me, what happened to our daughter,” I paused, choking back my emotion, “is not your fault. We lost our child because of a sadistic woman that thrives off making your life miserable. Our baby is gone because of only one person and she’s rotting away in jail.