Stepping off the elevator, JC led Amelia to their suite.
“Oh, my!” Amelia gasped as she saw the bedroom had been transformed. Small bowls of water with floating candles decorated every available surface. The room was bathed in a dim, twinkling glow. The bed was now covered in cream colored satin. Soft saxophone music played in the background. The entire scene whispered ‘seduction’.
JC said nothing. He stepped behind her to unravel her braid, spreading her hair out in a silk curtain.
“I think I’m not appropriately dressed for this setting,” she said of her jeans and tee-shirt.
“That’s okay, Ami. We won’t be dressed for too long anyway,” he murmured against the flesh of her neck.
“We won’t?” she asked a little breathlessly.
Amelia let herself be led to the bathroom. The same candles lit this room as well.
JC turned on the taps of the tub. “Care to join me?” He raised an eyebrow in question.
Stepping closer, she removed his shirt with his assistance.
“I take that as a ‘yes’.” He helped her slip out of her shirt. Being unable to resist any longer, he drew her against him and took her mouth hungrily.
Amelia arched up into his body, giving as good as she got. Her hands roamed his lean, muscled torso, not being able to touch him nearly enough, memorizing the feel of him.
His mouth traveled down her jaw, down her throat, along her shoulders. Bending her back over his arm, he sought her taut breasts with their puckered nipples.
She drove her fingers into his hair as she brought his lips back to hers. Then her hands reached for the snap and zipper of his pants, releasing them. Slipping her hand beneath the waistband of his shorts, she found him hard and eager.
“Baby,” he groaned, stripping her jeans and panties from her, shoving them to her ankles.
“I want you now!” Amelia demanded as she nipped at his vulnerable throat.
“Ami, the bath.” JC hadn’t planned on the catching fire quite so quickly.
“Turn off the water,” she suggested.
He had a better idea. Kicking away his clothes and shoes, he divested her of the remainder of her garments. Scooping her up, he stepped into the tub. He set her on the marble edge surrounding the tub and knelt in the warm water, placing himself before her. He caressed and licked her sweet flesh from her neck to her stomach.
“The water,” she whispered.
Reaching back, JC shut the water off, then went back to tongue-bathing her thighs, moving ever slowly higher.
Reaching the triangle of dark curls, he parted them with his tongue until her petals opened.
JC wasn’t to be rushed. Finally, Amelia spread her legs even farther apart and arched into his voracious mouth.
“Want my tongue deep inside you, baby?” he demanded huskily.
“Oh, yes!”
He continued to tease, flicking around her precious pleasure pearl, but never quite touching it.
“Josh, please!” she begged.
He flicked his tongue at her center.
“Ah!”
“Want it all, baby?”
“Yes, please!”
“I wanna give it to you.” Lowering his mouth to her once more, he sucked and nibbled at her center, his tongue thrusting in and out, stroking the delicate bud. He had a feeling it would be some time before he could be with her after tonight. He was going to make certain he would be missed.
Amelia speared her fingers into his hair, gripping his head as he pleasured her – And to think she had nearly refused this intimacy because of Nick’s abuse! “Baby…Oh, Josh…” she whimpered incoherently as he drove her insane with bliss. “Josh…Ahh!”
JC felt her go stiff just before her love juices creamed into his mouth. Lapping up her sweet offering, he drove her to peak twice more.
Amelia was limp from the force of her pleasure. She made no protest when he eased her into the warm water. He set her between his legs, her back to his chest as nuzzled her, making soothing noises as she came down from the rapturous high he had sent her on. Finally, she turned her head to press her face along his neck. “Wow.”
JC chuckled. “I thought that might rate more than a mere ‘wow’ this time.” He felt her smile.
“’Oh, my God, kill me now, because I can’t take anymore of your love making’ wow.”
“That’s better review than a plain ‘wow’.”
She stroked a hand along his thigh, causing a shudder in him. “You know exactly how good it was, Chasez.”
He nibbled at her shoulders and neck. “Ami, I want to devour every inch of you. I want us to melt into each other.”
“I know, baby.” She swung around to face him, straddling his thighs. “I want you as many times as I can tonight, Josh. I want to be so sore I can hardly walk." Taking his hand, she guided it between her legs. “I want you inside of me.”
His fingers teased, then he slid two fingers inside her and began pumping in and out, his thumb rubbing her sweet button just right.
“Baby, I meant—uh, God, Josh!”
He brought her to peak easily quickly and as she was still quivering, he drove himself up into her.
“Ah!” Amelia cried as he filled her completely, her walls clenching him.
“Damn, Ami, you’re so tight and hot,” he whispered against her throat.
“I wanna stay like this forever, a part of each other.”
“We’re already a part of each other,” he assured her.
With her hands in his hair, she lifted his head so their lips could meet. “I miss you already, handsome – and you’re still here.”
JC realized all he had to do was tell her she could come home and she would, but then she’d never know what it was like to stand on her own merits alone. What if in the future she ultimately blamed him for her lack of success? Wouldn’t that cause as much harm as this separation? “It’s gotta be this way right now, brown-eyes.”
“It won’t be this way forever?”
“God, I hope not.”
The idea of a quick and heated tub romp left their heads. Instead, they wrapped their arms around each other and moved slowly, subtly against each other until soft waves of sweet pleasure washed over them. Afterwards, JC held her close to his heart, hoping she was hearing what he couldn’t put into words. Finally, Amelia pulled back and they bathed each other tenderly. After toweling off, they made their way to the bedroom and stretched out on the satin sheets.
They didn’t speak, not knowing what words to use to comfort the other. The future held so many uncertainties. Once she was sucked into the whirlwind of fame, she could change and not need him – that was JC’s fear. Amelia was frightened that she was making the wrong decisions and would ultimately lose JC. No one had taken so much care of her, baggage and all. For the first time in her adult life, someone made her feel worthy of love – and he had earned her trust in return. Was being a performer worth that trade-off?
Amelia gently pushed him to his back to come over him. She brushed her lips over his. “I love you,” she whispered. She then set herself to making love to every part of him – no inch of his flesh went unkissed, unlicked, or untouched.
“Oh, God!” JC gasped when she ran her tongue along his toes. He didn’t remember anything as erotic and blatantly sexy as her lips nibbling on his toes.
Then she worked her way back up his legs, teasing the insides of his thighs with soft, butterfly kisses.
“Please!” He arched his hips up to beg for some part of her heat – mouth, hand, or body – to take his raging arousal.
Her tongue flickered over his tight sacs.
“Ami!”
At last, she swirled her tongue around the swollen, purple head of his shaft.
“Oh, God, baby, just take it!” he pleaded.
When she did his bidding, he moaned with helpless delight. Her sweet, hot mouth licked and sucked until he was at the very edge of explosion, then she moved away to trace her tongue along the sensitive flesh of his ridged stomach.
“Ami!” he protested. He attempted to bring her to him, so he could pull her beneath him. He wasn’t successful; she evaded him. “Baby, please, I need you.”
Her mouth covered his chest with tantalizing kisses, stopping once more to tease his flat nipples by sucking on them hungrily.
JC groaned. He couldn’t remember feeling this desperate – If he could think at all. Every nerve in his body was sizzling with want. “Oh, yeah,” he sighed in relief when her hand wrapped around his rock hard arousal, thinking she was going to end his aching.
Pumping him with one hand, she brought him to the brink once again – and stopped.
“Ami,” he growled fiercely. His protest was short lived as she moved astride him, letting him slide deep within her. “Oh, God, baby girl, you feel so good,” he purred as she rode him. “Stop now and you might as well kill me.”
Amelia had no intention of stopping this time. She moved on him, slamming into him as his hips rose to meet her downward thrusts.
“Damn, Ami, I can’t hold on…Baby, come with me!” JC experienced the most cataclysmic orgasm of his life. He didn’t think he’d ever stop pumping himself into her. Then she tightened around him, milking him further in her own ecstasy.
When Amelia sank bonelessly on top of him, he wrapped his arms around her tenderly. She had seen to his ultimate pleasure and quaked with the effort.
“Hot bloody damn!” he murmured as he stroked her hair down her back.
After a few moments, she lifted her head and met his blue gaze. “You like?”
“You nearly killed me, but yeah, I liked a whole helluva lot.”
“I’m glad.”
JC lifted her to his side, so he could retrieve the satin top sheet to cover their cooling bodies. “You been reading or something? You didn’t learn that from me.”
“Girls talk. I listen.”
Bussing her forehead tenderly, he tucked her hair behind her ear. “You’re such an explosive surprise package – but you’re wiped out now, aren’t you?”
“I don’t want to go to sleep. I don’t want to miss a single minute we have left—“
“Go on and go to sleep, baby. I’ll wake you in a bit. It’ll be my turn to make you crazy.”
She smiled sleepily. “You can try.”
“There are a few things I haven’t done to you,” he assured her.
“Knowing you, I like them a whole lot, too.”
“Ami, I can guarantee you’ll more than like it.”
They slept for a while, then woke to make love, taking turns making each other cry out. Then they would rest in each other’s arms, speaking in the soft, hushed tones of lovers until they would catch fire again. Finally, as dawn approached, they slept exhausted wrapped around each other.
Amelia woke to soft kisses on her neck. She had said she wanted to be sore – and she was! Simply rolling over to face her bedmate made her thighs protest. “What time is it?” she asked drowsily as she snuggled close.
“Nearly time for me to get up and get ready to leave.” JC told her.
“I want to stay right here, this way, forever.” She pouted prettily.
He gave her a tender smile. “Me, too, baby girl.”
JC sighed. He wanted nothing more than to stay and make sure she remained his. “Not possible. I’ve commitments up until New Year’s.”
Amelia blinked back the tears that threatened. This was not fair.
He stroked her soothingly. “We’ll be all right, Ami. You’ll see.”
“You can’t promise that. Who knows what tomorrow holds?”
“I won’t forget I love you – and I won’t forget you love me. Isn’t that the most important thing?”
“I guess so.” She sounded unconvinced.
“Baby, it’s hard. I know it’s hard, believe me. It isn’t easy for me to think of leaving you here. I’m leaving my best friend and my lover both.”
She raised her head to meet his gaze. “Just say it and I’ll pack, too.”
“I can’t do that, Ami. This is what you’ve been working so hard for – and I promised to help you. Giving in now would not be helping you.” JC felt her dark, sad eyes pull hard at his heartstrings. He realized he was the only person in the world she had placed her absolute trust in. It was an awesome responsibility. But it meant not taking the easy way out as well. “I can’t let you get away with big brown, puppy-dog eyes and pouting.” He brushed his lips to her forehead. “As much as I’d really like to.”
Amelia lifted her mouth to his – first kissing his upper lip thoroughly, then taking his lower lip between hers as her tongue stroked the sensitive inside. At his moan, she let him take charge of the kiss.
JC held her skull with both hands, holding her for his plunder. He left no part of her mouth unexplored. Luring her tongue into his mouth, he sucked and bit lightly down, then stroked it soothingly with his own.
It was her turn to moan as he laid her back and moved above her. His hands were soon everywhere she wanted them, pleasuring and arousing her. Though her legs protested, she readily opened herself to him.
“Oh, God, Ami!” he groaned as he slid home. To think he’d have to do without her didn’t even bear thinking! “Baby, I love you so damned much!”
Blue eyes met and caught dark brown ones, neither of them able to look away as he made slow, tantalizing love to her. In the final moment before rapture claimed them, JC lowered his mouth to hers, the kiss breaking their gaze as eyelids lowered to savor the taste of each other.
“I love you,” they whispered in unison as they reached their brief heaven together.