***Taylors POV***
The moment I see him I want him. Almost like an addict looking at her next fix. I need it. That's my man. He strolls over he's still in his jeans and top from earlier and I smile at him. We don't even talk straight away.
He grins picking me up, I flinch because of my new tattoo and he looks at me shocked.
"No we're all good" I say encouraging him to carry on. I kiss his lips first, I want every single stretch of his skin. My legs wrapping around his waist, he carries me to his bed places me down and takes my dress off. I arch my hips allowing him to scoop it under me. I sit up grabbing his shirt and pulling it off.
"You're a badass" he says and I follow his eye-line. The tattoo. His beautiful blue eyes looking at me full of mischief.
"You're gonna tell me all about that in a hot minute" he smiles.
"But for now I need you Taylor" he says undoing his belt. I watch his loose blonde hair falling down over his face.
Within seconds he is inside of me and I feel close to him again. Like this is right, this is perfect. The love of my life, I obsess over the way he looks over me, his chest and nipple ring. Him kissing me everywhere, his eyes meeting mine revealing love and affection. As we finish he holds me close kissing me, telling me he loves me.
I lay watching him afterwards. I'm so lucky.
"That was perfect" he smiles.
"So what's this" he asks inspecting it under the wrap. I love his playful side. He grins looking at me winking.
"It's a treble clef, music notation" I explain and he rolls his eyes smiling.
"It's the start of all things musical" I say.
"And it hurt like a bitch" I say laughing.
"I love it. Impulsive of you. It suits you" he smiles lost for words.
"Thank you, I missed you" I say pulling his arms around me I need him.
"Oh I can guarantee I missed you more" he smiles rubbing me.
"Ross okay ?" He asks casually looking into my eyes again. Jay doesn't get jealous. He's secure, self assured. He's confident, he knows just how much I love him.
"Yeah he's all good. Enjoyed the show, the tattoo hurt on his scar" I say remembering the way Ross grit his teeth when the needle hit scar tissue.
"I can imagine, I remember the feeling" Jay smiles looking at his leg.
"You've got a scar" I ask.
"Yep" he explains.
"Not because I almost died though just because I'm a dick and I fell of my BMX doing stupid shit and had to have stitches and it scarred so now I've got a Ying Yang sign there instead" he says shrugging his shoulders.
"You're gonna have to talk me through all of these pieces you have" I sigh.
"How many do you have" I ask.
I've seen him naked over and over again but I've not counted.
"Ugh I've almost got a full sleeve that I guess now counts as one. Then with all the others I've got about 10" he laughs.
"Hmm" I nod smiling, his smile is addictive it grows on you. I find myself wanting to make him smile all the time, I never want to see sad angry Jay ever again.
"I like the tongue piercing a lot" I say kissing him.
"I want one" I say like a child demanding sweets. He rolls his eyes. He can't stop touching me all over I love it.
"Mmmm" he sighs.
"See I'm a bad influence" he says sighing.
"Now though I'm going to drive us to the lake house." He smiles excited.
"You're excited" I observe.
"I'm with the love of my life, I'm allowed" he says.
"Oh I need to pack my dress and heels for tomorrow" I say as we're meeting Mr and Mrs Scott tomorrow. His parents. Lord, I hope they like me. He's kind of the one and I need them to see that.
I've been trying not to think about it. In the same way that I cannot wait to see them, I'm also nervous. So nervous that they won't like me or that they think I'm not good enough for their beautiful blonde son. That I'm not beautiful enough for him, he's drop dead gorgeous and I'm me. He's their only child and I feel like they will want somebody perfect.
I move into his chest, I could live out the rest of my life laying on his chest.
"They will love you" he whispers, reading my mind. He softly kisses my forehead over and over again.
"I missed you so much tonight" he says pulling me even closer.
"Mmm me too" I sigh.
"I cannot believe that you got a tattoo just like that" he says laughing.
"We can pick up some non-scented soap on the way to the lake house" he adds.
"To wash it with. It's not itchy is it?" He asks. I look up into his blue eyes full of care and concern.
"Actually I can take off the wrap now, can you peel it off for me" I say back to him.
I stand up by the side of the bed and he sits facing me. He peels it off slowly.
"It looks awesome" he says smiling inspecting the little black treble clef.
"It will heal so quick, it's so cute and dainty and you" he smiles.
He looks up at me hands around my waist and I fall in love with him all over again. Something about the position he's in cupping my waist. I shake it off, its not something we've really thought about. He bows his head and lightly kisses my tummy whilst rubbing my back.
"Jay" I sigh and he chuckles.
"Just one more time" he says softly pulling me onto his lap. I ease myself in and he sighs closing his eyes at being inside of me again. We have really missed each other.
I bounce up and down on top of him.
"Mmmmm you're perfect" he says sighing, my nipple in his mouth.
"I want everything with you Taylor" he says.
"I want everything with you too" I reply.
I keep my rhythm up, thrusting into him until we reach our second climax.
"I mean it" he smiles kissing me.
"I want everything" he says.
"The whole thing" I ask suggestively watching him closely. He's still inside of me.
"Yes" he says rubbing my waist. I kiss him slowly.
"I want it with you Taylor" he says looking into my eyes.
"I want it with you too" I say back. He's making me feel needy again. Like I can't be without him ever. If he left I would be devastated.
"Whenever you're ready to start trying we can" he says and my tummy flips.
"You want to actively try?" I smile rubbing his cheek and pushing his blonde hair back for him.
"The amount of times we have sex Jay" I laugh suggestively.
"Yeah" he sighs rubbing my tummy. He lifts me up to standing again and kisses my waist over and over again.
"Imagine though" he says looking at my tummy.
"If it did happen" he smiles and his voices breaks a little.
He puts his hands on my tummy and I feel like this is a progression.
"I can't imagine being without you" I say.
"When we are okay to try we will" I decide clasping his chin in my hands.
He smiles at me, kisses me and then we begin to get ready.
"You can have my shirt if you like we're only driving to the lake house" he says and I decide to wear the one he's worn all day because it has his scent on it. I love it. He then passes me his hoody and I smile. I then put on my own leggings and vans.
I take out my maroon dress and I feel his eyes watching me smiling. He places his arms around me in an embrace from behind.
"You will look sensational" he says.
I pack stiletto's, and he smiles at me almost blushing. His cheeks go pink and he carries my stuff out to the elevator. I follow behind him and he pulls me in, arms around my waist. He really cannot stop touching me, I'm not complaining.
He drives us to the lake house for our weekend together, and his hand never leaves mine for the whole ride down.
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Desire me - the third novel ****editing
Romance"I'm a bad girl. He is gazing at me in his car, I imagine our relationship and it flashes before me through my mind. He's drop dead gorgeous, and how I can even manage to stop touching him is truly remarkable. He's handsome in a true and honest way...
