Waves

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~PRESENT~

Amelia pushed open the door of John B's house, closing it quietly behind her as her eyes peered around the kitchen, looking for any trace of anyone anywhere. She drove over as soon as she got the text from John B to meet him at his place. She had no idea what was going on, but she knew it must be important if he was asking her to meet him.

She laid her bag down on the table, stepping over to the door frame to look down the hallway, still looking for any signs of anyone. "Hello, John B? Are you here?"

She heard footsteps in the bedroom down the hall, and sighed when she found JJ looking back at her. "He's not home yet."

She turned quickly on her heels, heading back down the hallway and into the kitchen. She heard JJ following closely behind her. "That's fine. I'll just go wait out in my car." She reached to the table to grab her bag, but JJ's hands were faster as he grabbed it first. "JJ, seriously? Give me my bag."

JJ held it up high, out of Amelia's reach, knowing perfectly well that she wouldn't be able to grab it when he was a whole foot and a half taller than her. "Not until you agree to talk to me about last night."

Amelia stepped closer to him, reaching her arms up as far as she could stretch, her cheeks flushing red as her body pressed directly to JJ's as she tried to get her bag from him. She stepped back quickly as he smirked down at her. "Come on. I don't think this is funny."

JJ's smirk grew wider, causing Amelia to roll her eyes. "Really? Because I find it pretty amusing myself."

"Whatever, J. You win. You can have it." Amelia spoke, turning towards the door trying to make her escape. But JJ stepped towards her and grabbed her arm, turning her quickly towards him before Amelia could even realize what was happening. She was pinned against the wall, his large hands held onto her wrists. His face was only inches from her and Amelia didn't even realize how hard she was breathing. "JJ, please." He removed one of his hands from her wrists, but his other hand was large enough to hold both. His now free hand moved up to her cheekbone and he gently tucked her hair behind her ear. Amelia felt her heart quickly start pounding as he brought his lips to hers.

In this moment, Amelia instantly thought about Connor and how she couldn't be doing this with JJ. She knew it was wrong. But as the kiss intensified and JJ's mouth pressed even deeper into hers, all she wanted to focus on in this moment was the way he let go of her wrists and pressed his body against hers, pinning her to the wall. The way her tongue somehow followed his and the way her hands wrapped around his broad shoulders. His hands gripped the tops of her thighs and lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. She buried her fingers into his hair, gently tugging at it while he began to walk back towards the couch, his lips still molded against hers.

Amelia's subconscious found her way in, reminding her once again that this is a terrible idea but she pushed her back. She pulled at JJ's hair harder, earning a moan from him. The sound made Amelia moan in response.

He sits down on the couch, still holding her as she straddled on his lap. His hands rested on her waist, his long fingers digging into her skin. Her body began gently rocking back and forth on his lap and his grip tightens. His hands let go of her waist and found the hem of her shirt, pulling it up. He pulled away from her lips to pull the shirt over her head. His eyes met hers with a small smirk on his lips, and then ventured down to her chest, taking his lip between his teeth.

Amelia allowed herself to rock harder against his lap and his arms wrapped around her back, pulling her body to his, their chests pressed against one another. Amelia couldn't help but wonder if he could feel the way her heart was racing, almost pounding directly out of her chest.