Dre Day

Enduring Love

A/N-

Yeah, just uh be warned and have some bleach ready, unless you're brave to read that is...

December 1994

Jade POV

I hear the front door slam shut and heavy footsteps echoing through the hallway. I know that feeling all too well. Dre has had one of those days again. I can sense it in the air, the tension hanging thick like a storm cloud ready to burst. I brace myself as he enters the living room, his eyes fiery with frustration.

"Hey, Dre. You good?" I ask, trying to read his mood, but his face is already telling me everything I need to know.

He tosses his bag onto the couch and runs a hand over his head, exhaling sharply. "Nah, baby, it's been one of those days at the studio. Shit's been crazy."

I walk over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him close. "Tell me 'bout it. Let me help you unwind."

He looks at me, his eyes softening just a bit. "You always know how to get me, Jade. Fuckin' love that 'bout you."

I smile, pressing my body against his. "That's 'cause I love you, Dre. Now let me take care of you."

He leans down, kissing me hard and deep, like he's trying to pour all his frustrations into that one kiss. His hands grip my waist, pulling me even closer. I can feel his need, his desire, burning through him.

"Damn, girl, you always know what I need," he murmurs against my lips, his voice low and commanding.

I giggle softly, feeling a thrill run through me at his words. "I know you, Dre. I know what makes you tick."

He pulls back slightly, looking into my eyes with an intensity that makes my heart race. "You wanna make a baby with me, Jade? You ready for that?"

His question catches me off guard for a moment, but then I see the seriousness in his eyes, the longing. I nod, feeling my own desire rising. "Yeah, Dre. I want that. I want us to have a baby."

His grin is feral, his hands moving to lift me up. I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me to the bedroom, his grip tight and possessive. He kicks the door shut behind us, setting me down on the bed.

"Take off your clothes," he orders, his voice a low growl that sends shivers down my spine.

I obey, peeling off my clothes slowly, teasing him with every movement. His eyes never leave my body, and I can see the raw hunger in them. Once I'm naked, he strips off his own clothes, his body taut with tension and desire.

He climbs onto the bed, hovering over me, his eyes locked onto mine. "You ready for this, Jade? You ready for me?"

"Yes, Dre. I want you. I need you."

He doesn't waste any more time. He claims me with a fierce kiss, his hands roaming over my body, making me gasp and moan. He's rough, but in the best way, his touch igniting every nerve ending. He takes control, commanding and alpha, just the way I love it.

His thrusts are powerful, each one sending waves of pleasure through me. "Fuck, Jade. You feel so damn good."

I can barely form words, lost in the ecstasy he's giving me. "Dre... oh God, yes... just like that."

He speeds up, his grip tightening on my hips as I feel his dick complertely stretch my pussy with each powerful stroke he gives me.

Dre's face goes red as he grunts and pants out. "We're gonna make a baby tonight, girl. You ready to be a mom?"

"Yes, Dre. I want it. I want your baby."

The intensity builds, the room filled with our sounds of pleasure, until finally, we both explode in a climax that leaves us breathless. He collapses beside me, pulling me into his arms, his chest heaving.