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“Boring and normal…” I muse. “Who would have thought they would become the most attractive words in the dictionary? After everything we’ve been through, I think we need some boring times, don’t you?”
Veronica laughs out a sound that comes right from the pit of her belly. “Life with you won’t ever be boring, Jordan Miller, but it’s got to get a little easier. I don’t think it can get much harder than that.”
“If we can survive that and come out of it the other side, then I’m pretty sure we can survive anything. That’s more than most couples go through in their entire life.”
“It would tear most people apart.” Veronica slides her hands into mine and she gives me the most adorable smile. “But then again, most people aren’t as strong as us. They don’t love each other as much as we do. I’ve always thought that.”
I lean in to kiss her, liking the way her words feel. We really are strong and in love. Who could ask for more than that?
29
Veronica
Jordan leads me up the stairs in our home towards the bedroom while giving me a loving stare the entire time. I can feel my insides churning up excitedly as we go. Now that we’ve had the talk that I was reluctant to have at first, we can move forward more secure and together. I just hope we don’t face any more dramas along the way. It feels good, I feel as secure as I did when we first left college. The world is our oyster.
A deep shiver races up and down my spine, I spot a glint behind his dancing irises. I think it’s pretty obvious now where tonight is headed. This is something I day dreamed about a lot while sitting in that cell, but I didn’t think I’d ever get to be here for real. Honestly, I don’t know what I did right to get so lucky, but I am.
“You look so beautiful right now,” Jordan murmurs as we head towards the bedroom. Our bedroom, not that it’s felt that way much since we moved in. One of us has always been away. “Better than ever before.”
I chuckle coyly, knowing that can’t possibly be true. I just got back from the hospital for crying out loud. I’m in baggy clothing that looks a little bit scruffy, my hair is scraped back and piled on the top of my head, I don’t have any make up on… but the look in his eye tells me he really does feel that way. I guess now Jordan will find me beautiful whatever because he almost lost me. I feel exactly the same way about him. The green eyes that I’ve always loved are now my oasis, I want to swim in them forever more. His dimples as he smiles gets my heart racing at a million miles an hour. His black hair, which is starting to grow a little bit longer than he normally has it, begs for my fingers to run through it. And his muscles, the strength in his body is what saved me. I love that most of all. I just want to touch him everywhere, to run my hands all over him, the craving is so damn deep.
Jordan doesn’t let go of my hand for even a second as he takes me in and he lies me down on the bed. His touch is delicate, he’s being careful with me, which I appreciate but don’t need. I want him to be grab me roughly, to take me, to do all the things he’s been fantasizing about since I’ve been away. There must have been a part of him that thought about this very moment, just hoping that one day it might happen again…
I curl my fingers around the collar of his shirt and drag him down to me. He tries to resist kissing me hard, but I won’t let him. My arms hook around the back of his neck and I let him know just what I want from him. I need everything. I want to feel him inside of me, sending me to heaven, making me forget everything.
“Are you okay?” Jordan murmurs while I writhe underneath him. “I don’t want to do anything to hurt you.”
“You aren’t.” My impatience gets the better of me. I tear his shirt apart, ripping the buttons all the way down. “Stop worrying, I’m fine now. I’ve been in the hospital for long enough to heal. Don’t panic.”
“But the physio said…” I snort, shutting that thought down immediately. “The therapist said…”
“I don’t want to think about the hospital right now.” I might sound a little petty but I’m done. “Stop it.”
Jordan pulls back to give me a look, he stares at my face searchingly as if she’s trying to find out how serious I am. I give him a lopsided smirk in return. I want him to know that I’m not trying to be a dick, I just want him to make love to me. I want to really feel him everywhere. We deserve this after all this time. We’ve earned it.
By the time Jordan crashes his lips back against mine, this kiss is far more passionate. Finally, he’s caved and come around to my way of thinking. His hands move up and down my body feeling my peaks and dips with purpose which makes me writhe desperately underneath him. The pulsing in my panties intensifies, I feel hot and wet all over. There’s an electrical tingling all over my skin, zig zagging all the way through me. It’s a powerful zinging that makes me gasp and pant desperately already. He hasn’t even touched me yet.
“Oh God, this feels so good,” I groan while rolling my hips into him. I grind against his rod of steel, my head spinning as I feel how much he wants me too. “Oh, Jordan, I’ve missed you so damn much.”
My tee shirt flies over my head, revealing my flushed skin with goose bumps popping all over it. Jordan shimmies my trousers down and I flip my butt off the bed to make it easier for him. Then I sit up to unhook my own bra while he undresses himself. I’m too impatient. I need him right now or I might scream.
Jordan returns his lips to mine but he kisses me slower as he drags my panties down. He’s savouring the moment, but it makes me much more impatient. I fist the sheets beneath me, trying not to freak out.
“You’re driving me crazy here,” I warn him. “I’m about to lose my head here.”
Jordan chuckles into my throat, allowing the sound to vibrate and tickle my skin. I squeal and wriggle beneath him, but I’m not looking for an escape. “That’s what I’m aiming for. I want you to lose your head.”
I slide my eyes closed and simply lose myself in the sensation of his silky fingers gliding over me towards my white cotton panties. The moment that he
dips his hand inside and he drags them tantalizingly slowly down, I dig my nails into his skin to let him know how desperate I’ve become. I’m on fire, I need him, I want him now.
I kick my panties off and tug at his boxer shorts while he touches my soaking wet slit. The guttural moan that flies out of his mouth is another indication that he can hardly wait either. There’s a storm brewing, circling around us, filling the air with a thick, heady lust. I roll my hips into Jordan, pressing his fingers deeper inside me, and it’s like fireworks exploding all through my body, shattering my insides. It’s a relief to have him finger fuck me, but I need more. I’m hungry for him and I need to be sated now.
I wrap my eager fingers around his thick, throbbing length and I slide my hand up and down, loving the way that he immediately begins to tremble. The thick muscles in his arms struggle to keep him upright. I can tell this that he’s losing control. I want him to lose himself completely, to succumb to me.
“I need you,” I rasp desperately into his ear. “I want you, I need you now.”
Happy to comply with whatever the hell I want, Jordan whips his hands away and he moves into a sitting position. As he goes, he yanks me onto his lap and hugs me there. We cling onto one another, soaking wet with sweat, panting desperately, and simply holding onto one another while he teases my entrance. I roll my hips against him while I rest my forehead against his, staring deeply into his eyes.
