Helpless

Separate Ways

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT

I woke up a little earlier than Johnny. He would be flying to the UK in a couple of hours, and I was dreading the thought of saying goodbye to him. Even if it was only for a week. I decided to take a quick, warm shower before starting breakfast.

It's only for a week. I kept thinking to myself. A week wasn't all that long. But ever since we had become a couple, we rarely spent time away form each other. Johnny stayed with me most of the time. Rarely seeing his own home. It would feel empty without him.
But I would be flying to Mexico tonight, to be with my grandparents. I needed that. And Johnny will be joining you next week.

I grabbed my towel and began to dry myself before wrapping it around me.

"Getting dressed?"

I turned around and came face to face with Johnny. He was standing there with a smirk on his face.

"You scared me," I said, placing a hand to my chest.

"I don't think it's a good idea to get dressed," Johnny whispered, touching the bottom of the towel. "I think you should do the opposite."

I had forgotten I had a voice for a second, as Johnny's body pressed against mine. His lips crashed against mine, it was as if he lost all control at that moment as he bit my lip. His hands roaming all over my body, anywhere he could.

I felt his tongue tangled against mine. I gave into the craving and temptation, my hands rushing to remove his clothes.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered. "I'm going to miss you so much."

His sweetness was soon overtaken by lust. He backed me into the shower, as he turned on the water once more. The tepid water cascaded down my body as his hands gripped my chest, a moan escaping both our lips. He trailed his hands near my bottom half. His hands sketched at my thighs, as I shook slightly, water droplets getting caught in my throat as I moaned his name.

I lost myself to the feelings of ecstasy, a near scream leaving my throat as my back slid down the tiles. Johnny kept kissing me anywhere he could. I felt as though I was unravelling at the sensation.

He drove himself into me, causing us both to let out a sharp breath. His hands gripped my ass, his arms trying to shield my back from hitting the tiles too roughly as his face buried into my neck, groaning my name.

"Will you miss me?" He whispered against my skin, water streaming down between the space of our bodies.

"Yes, so much," I said barely able to vocalize anything but his name and little moans.

"I love you," he panted the words out, his pace now faster.

"I love you, too."

The pace was almost unbearable, as my fingers dug deep into his shoulders once again. Johnny's hips started to buck, repeating my name again and again before his grip on me tightened completely, his body going rigid as he released himself to the pleasure. His jaw clenched as I kissed his lips lazily, barely breathing.

"I can't believe we won't be together for a whole week," I pouted.

He chuckled. "I'm trying not to think about the whole week thing. I would rather think that we will be seeing each other soon."

"I know," I sighed.

"Come on," he smiled. "Let's get dressed."

I drove Johnny and his bodyguards to the airport. This was it. I was so used to being around Johnny every single day. Every moment. Every single second we could, we spent together.