Ally's POV
The air felt heavy with anticipation as we stepped inside Joe's apartment, both
knowing that this moment had been building up the minute the shoot had started.
My heart started racing as the door clicked shut behind us.
Seeing Joe again had reignited the passion I thought we had buried, and now, alone with
him, I constantly felt my body respond to his presence with an intensity that surprised me.
Standing on opposite sides of the living room, I could see the conflict in Joe's expression, mirroring my own internal struggle.
Should we give in to these resurfacing desires? Was it worth risking our hearts again?
We stood there, frozen in indecision. The ticking of a clock on the wall seemed to echo loudly in the silence, as our eyes locked.
"Ally," Joe started, then stopped, running a hand through his hair.
"I know," I replied softly, understanding all he left unsaid.
We took a small step towards each other, then hesitated again.
Joe's fingers twitched at his side, as if he was fighting the impulse to reach out while I found myself holding my breath, waiting to see what he would do.
The tension built, neither of us willing to make the first move, yet neither willing to walk away.
"Fuck it," mumbled Joe, as he hungrily closed the distance between us, pulling me towards
him, our lips crashing together.
It was as if all the words we hadn't spoken, all the feelings
we had kept bottled up, were being conveyed in that one passionate embrace.
As our tongues fought for dominance, I felt Joe's hands roaming down my back, cupping my ass. Tugging at his curly hair, I let out a moan.
Breaking the kiss, Joe panted, his eyes sparkling with unhidden desire. "God, I've missed this!"
His voice was breathy and urgent, reflecting the need that had been building up inside him.
My breath hitched as I reached for the hem of his shirt, lifting it over his head. My eyes feasted on the
sight of his sculpted chest, as my hands traced the contours of his muscular arms.
"Fuck," I
murmured, my voice laced with wonder.
Taking in the lacy bra and matching thong that hugged my curves in all the right places, Joe bit his lip.
Feeding into his desires, I turned
and sauntered over to his bedroom, my hips swaying seductively, inviting him to follow.
Joe's gaze locked onto the
seductive movement of my body, his member hardening as he watched me lie back on the bed.
As he hovered over me, his breath warm on my skin, he traced the straps of my bra
with his fingers, slowly sliding them down my shoulders, exposing my breasts.
"You're so beautiful, baby," he
breathed, "So fucking beautiful."
Lowering his head, he took my breasts into his mouth, sucking and
teasing at them.
His hand slid down my stomach, his fingers hooking into the waistband of my thong. With
deliberate slowness, he peeled them away, now exposing my entire body.
His eyes darkened with desire as he slid two fingers in, feeling my wetness, a clear sign of how much I wanted him.
"Fuck," His voice was thick with need, reflecting his own growing
hunger, "You're so wet."
I whimpered, spreading my legs wider. Suddenly, he lowered his head, his tongue tracing my clit, as his hands gripped my thighs.
Locking eyes with mine, he inserted another finger in me, as he continued flicking his tongue over my clit.
"Joe, I can't take any more teasing. I need you inside me. Now," I pleaded, my body visibly shaking.
Chuckling, he swiftly freed his member, positioning himself at my entrance.
"Impatient, aren't we?" he whispered.
"Very," I mumbled, crashing my lips onto his.
Sitting up, I reached out, stroking his length.
"I want you inside me," I demanded, my eyes glinting with desire.
Our eyes locked for a brief moment. Suddenly, with one smooth, powerful
thrust, he slid into me, filling me completely.
"God, you feel so good, baby," Joe groaned.
I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist, inviting him deeper.
"Harder, Joe. Fuck me. Please!"
He began to go slowly at first, pulling out until just the tip remained inside, then slamming back into me, his
hips snapping forward.
I dug my nails into his back, marking him, urging him on.
Groaning, Joe gripped my hips, pounding harder into me.
Our breath came in short, sharp gasps and moans filled the room.
Joe groaned, his eyes darkening, as I arched my back.
Reaching our climax, he collapsed onto the bed beside me, our sweaty bodies
fighting to regain our breath.
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Comeback (Sequel to 'Before the Storm')
FanfictionA sequel to 'Before the Storm: A Joe Jonas Fan Fic' Ally and Joe have been apart for three weeks; he was touring and she was doing modelling campaigns. They finally reunite during a surprise visit to one of his concerts, but Ally sees Joe kissing h...
