Nearly Perfect

As they rode in the requisite limousine to the premier of ‘Left Unspoken’, JC looked over at his date and wondered if she realized how far she had come from the Sarah Chase he had first met. Occasions such as Hollywood premiers would have meant trotting out a tight, sexy dress and all her other sexpot accruements. Oh, Sarah was still sexy as ever, just in a softer way. Her dress tonight was some soft, flowing fabric in black, accentuating her curves without fitting like a second skin. The hemline was much more modest. She no longer tottered on ridiculously high heels and her make-up was understated, letting her true beauty show through. This was his Sarah.

“What?” Sarah looked over to see his satisfied smile.

“Nothing. Just thinking how beautiful you are -- and how lucky I am that you’re mine.” He lifted her hand to his lips, kissing the palm.

She was his, Sarah thought, no argument there. As hard as she had fought, it had happened. He had come into her world too young and too innocent to realize he couldn’t possibly stay – and stayed. It hadn’t mattered how jaded her outlook had been, how far she had tried to push him, or how wrong she was for him – JC had made himself a home in her heart.

JC slid closer to kiss her soft mouth. “I love you, Sarah.” He was free to say the words, no longer afraid of their rejection. She accepted them as truth. That had been a great victory for him.

“We’re here,” she said a little breathlessly when he lifted his mouth from hers.

Bussing her forehead tenderly, he asked, “Ready, baby?” This was the first public appearance as a couple and she had been more than a little apprehensive about fan reaction.

Sarah licked her lips nervously. “Just don’t leave my side, okay?”

He grinned. “Not a chance. Someone would steal you away.”

“In case you hadn’t noticed, men haven’t exactly been lining up for my favors.”

His grin grew broader. “Then that ‘taken’ sign I slap on your butt every time we go out must be working,” he teased.

She smacked playfully at him. “You are so bad!” she giggled.

“Weren’t you the one who taught me bad can feel real good?” JC stepped out of the car, then handed her out.

“We’ve taught each other a lot, I think,” she murmured.

“Yeah.” The moment begged for a kiss and he didn’t hesitate. He touched his mouth to hers as cameras flashed around them.

“JC!” Sarah gasped when she realized what he had just done – that their kiss had been immortalized on film.

“It’s okay, Sarah,” he assured her, his lips against her temple. “You’re mine and I’m proud of it.”

Her dark eyes were big and wide. “But—“

“No but’s, baby.” With that, he escorted her up the red carpet.

Sarah was lost in thought as they were leaving the theater. When she had written the book, it had been a flight of fancy – a couple in a desperate situation and eventually the heroine gave her life for the man she loved. She had never imagined she could care about any man enough to sacrifice everything for him. It wasn’t such a stretch anymore. There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do for JC – he didn’t even have to ask. Gazing adoringly up at him, she laid her cheek against his jacket sleeve.

JC glanced down to see the soft emotion glowing in Sarah’s eyes and melted. She didn’t say the words, but he’d be damned if he believed anything other than she did love him. Wrapping his fingers hers as they rested on his sleeve, he squeezed them gently.

“JC!” People were clamoring for his attention when they stepped out into the glare of lights.

“We’ll get through this gauntlet, then let’s go home, Sarah,” he said quietly.

Lifting her head, she nodded. She had known it would be much worse leaving than coming in. He had probably surprised many a nay-sayer with his musical score. He wasn’t just a boy-band member now. He was a talent to be recognized and reckoned with. “I’m very proud of you, Josh. It was beautiful.”

“And hearing you say that means more to me than all the critics put together.”

“JC! Over here!”

Once safely in the limousine, Sarah waited for JC to seat himself then sat on his lap. He grinned as she hit the button to bring the opaque screen up between the driver and passengers.

“Sax get to you?” he teased as she nibbled at his ear.

“You get to me,” she told him huskily.

“You get to me, too, baby.” He decided she wasn’t being sassy. Her voice was too soft — everything about her was soft. “Oh, God, baby!…” he moaned as she continued her tender assault by nibbling kisses down his throat. “Sarah, maybe this should wait…”

“Don’t say ‘no’, Josh. Let me love you.”

Using his name and the word ‘love’ gained his ready acquiescence. “Only if I get to love on you, too.”

“Always, sweetness,” she purred.

JC put his hand on the back of her neck, guiding her mouth to his. Tonight, Sarah had taken another step towards her totally accepting her love for him. Soon, he was going to be the happiest man alive. Winning Sarah’s heart was much more sweet since he had fought for it. Their tongues mated and tangled. He groaned into her mouth as her hands found the front of his dress slacks and caressed his rapidly increasing arousal.

Sarah pulled away and sank to the plush carpet at his feet. She quickly unfastened his pants. “Lift,” she commanded softly and he obeyed. “This is where boxers would be a definite advantage,” she murmured as his hardened member appeared.

“I didn’t exactly plan my outfit for this,” he mused. The mirth died as she swirled her tongue around the head of his shaft. Closing his eyes, he leaned back to thoroughly enjoy the sensations her mouth and hands were creating. She cupped his sacs in one hand, licking and nibbling them with her lips. “Sarah!” Her tongue danced along the sensitive underside of his manhood, making him squirm. Finally, she took his entire length into hot little mouth, swallowing several times to accommodate him. How was it she could do that as little as she was? Mmm…she didn’t seem in any particular hurry as she sucked him deeply – almost as if she was savoring the taste of him! Opening his eyes, JC gazed hotly at the dark head that bobbed up and down on his length. Damn, it felt good! More than good! And only his beautiful Sarah made him feel this way, this magical loving of hers…He held her head tenderly, only to grip it harder when she suddenly increased her pace. “God, baby!” Within in mere moments, she had him exploding and pumping down her throat as she drank him all in. “Sarah!” he groaned hoarsely.

When she had cleaned up his still hard member, she sat back on her heels, satisfied with her handiwork. “Want me to do it again?” she offered, lightly stroking it with a fingertip.

“Nope. My turn,” he reminded her.

“Okay.” Sarah seated herself across from him. Inching up the hem of her dress, she revealed thigh high black stockings with lacy tops.

“Damn, what a turn on!” he grunted as he dropped to his knees in front of her.

“Like you need that,” she giggled and pet his hair back. “These are more comfortable than pantyhose.”

“And a hellava lot more convenient,” he murmured as he slid his hands beneath her skirt to slip her black silk underwear down her legs. He jammed them into his jacket pocket. “You’re wet.”

“I get turned on doing things for you,” she told him a soft voice. She gasped at the hot shock of his tongue. It stroked up and down her slit several times before entering her. “Josh…Oh, baby, you do that so good!” she purred as he thrust his tongue in and out. “Oh, yes!” Her hips arched up, begging for more. He accommodated her plea by moving his hands to her buttocks and lifting her to his mouth. He feasted on her until she was writhing and sobbing for release. Sucking tenderly at her pleasure bud, he sent her over the edge into white-hot bliss. “Joshua!”

“Come here, baby.” He lifted her down astride him, gently impaling her on his hard shaft.

Sarah scarcely had time to catch her breath as they rode together towards mutual ecstasy, her slender thighs rasping against the fabric of his shirt tails as their bodies bucked together.

“Please, Sarah, come with me,” JC entreated her as he felt himself nearing completion.

“I’m with you,” she assured him as he body tensed for the explosion to follow. “Josh!” she called as she burst into shards of rapture.

JC pushed himself deeper and felt her body clench as she arched away to jam her hips down, to receive all he had to give. “Sarah!” He released everything he had into her tight, warm body.

Resting her forehead against his, she whispered, “Oh, wow!”

He chuckled. “Oh, yeah.”

The sound of the intercom brought them swiftly to reality. “We’ll be arriving in another five minutes, Mr. Chasez,” the driver announced.

JC grinned. “Shall we finish this in the bedroom, Ms. Chase?”

Sarah laughed as she slipped off his thighs to help repair his clothes. “Think outside the box, Mr. Chasez. Who needs a bedroom? Your entire house has possibilities.”

Smoothing down her skirt, he lifted her to the seat. “And every room has four walls,” he reminded her with a wink.”

They had exhausted each other, Sarah thought, smiling into the dark. JC had succumbed to sleep, his head pillowed on her breast, but her mind was whirling. They were in for another extended separation now the tour was resuming. This time it would be different. He wasn’t a mere craving anymore – he was buried in her soul. It wasn’t as frightening as she had once believed. It made her feel warm inside. Love could be a comfort as well as a longing.

She brushed a tumble of curls from his forehead and he smiled in his sleep. Her sweet, tender, strong lover.

“I love you, Joshua,” she whispered.