He Thinks He's the Best - J.H

Chapter 73

⚠️⚠️ sexual acts

Roxy pov (2 month time skip)

For the last two months, things have been getting a lot easier to deal with. Jordan started to warm up to me better, and is now attached to both of us. Unless she is asleep, one of us always has to be holding her now.

Today was the first day in two months that they were going to be staying at Amber and Craig's house without us since the incident. Every other time it's either been Leela on her own, or Jaden and I stayed with them.

Amber had just come and picked them up. Jaden went to the door to wave them off while I went upstairs to change. We decided that we were going to go out for dinner since it was just the two of us.

I was halfway through doing my makeup when Jaden walked into the bathroom. He came up and rested his head on my shoulder, and placing his hands on my hips. He pulled me so my ass was against him, and just stood there waiting. I could tell he was getting bored because he subconsciously started to sway us back and forth as he kissed my neck and shoulder.

"Are you done yet?" He groaned as he rested his chin on my shoulder to look at me in the mirror.

"I've been done for about five minutes I was just too lazy to move." I admitted as I watched his face drop.

"Seriously?" He asked as I nodded.

He glared at me and walked away as I laughed and followed him. Leela had also decided that she wanted to invite Cream and Pepsi to visit Ambers pigs so the dogs are with them too.

The dinner was lovely. We had ordered a pizza the we shared as well as fries. What wasn't lovely was the waitress that kept trying to flirt with Jaden.

We were clearly together, obvious to anyone who walked by, because of how we were sat. We were given a booth, but instead of sitting on opposite ends, we sat on the same side together. There were multiple times where I wanted to tell her something. But Jaden, knowing how I got, would put his hand on my thigh and squeeze it roughly, but not enough to cause me pain, to stop me. The only reason it stopped me was because I became too preoccupied with trying to ignore the throbbing between my legs every time he did.

That didn't go so well when we were driving back. He placed his hand on my thigh, which is something he normally does when we drive, but this time it was substantially higher. He probably didn't even notice he did it, or the affect it had on me. I don't blame him to be fair, I was cleared to have sex about three weeks ago, but haven't felt mentally ready to. He's been incredibly patient and understanding of that fact and kept that aspect on a low.

When we got back home, he went upstairs while I quickly went to take my meds before following him up.

When I walked in the room, he was stood right next to the bed with his top off and his jeans hung loosely around his waist. I walked over to him and pushed him back by his chest so he was sat on the bed.

"Well hello to you too." He laughed as I climbed onto him and straddled his lap.

"Hi." I said as I hung my arms loosely on his shoulders.

"Can I help you?" He asked as he placed his hands on my hips.

"Actually, you can." I said as I slowly started to grind against him.

His grip on my hips got a little tighter as he grinded me harder onto him. I leant forwards and started kissing his jaw and neck. He soon turned the position, so I was now laying on the bed with him hovering over me. He looked down between our bodies and noticed the varying differences between the items of clothing we each had on.