Love Me Unconditionally.

Chapter One.

   Jaxson up above.

I lie in bed, waking up with someone kissing on my neck. I groaned a little, pushing him away slightly as I snuggled in the sheets. "Baby, wake up." he moved my hair around, bringing his face down and he kissed the back of my shoulder, putting his arms around my body tighter but I tried to lean away from him. "I didn't get much sleep last night." I moaned out, I saw him take in a grin as I cracked my eyes open.

"You can't blame that on me, you were the one who said to keep going." I turned around and I smiled slightly as I felt my breast against his chest, the buds of my nipples hardening immediately just by the touch of his flesh. He was grinning and I rolled my eyes lightly.

"Have I ever denied you? I am too weak to withstand your touch, I'll always give in when you're the one setting the fire." I said softly as I put my left leg around him, pushing my pelvis toward his stomach so I could stretch.

"Mmm.. No, so I don't think you will now." he put his lips on mine, and I shook my head lightly in an amused manner. He ran his hands up and down my bare side, and I moaned quietly at his touch. He turned me on my back and I felt him position over me.

"Sweetheart, you won't deny me, will you?" He asked as he nipped at my ear, talking in a hiss of a whisper. I felt myself become heated, and my cheeks as I shook my head.

"What?" he asked as if he couldn't hear me as he pushed his already hard 'it' into my thigh. I put my hands on his pecks, slowly moving down his chest that is where they stayed until he had to put them around his neck where they hung uselessly like they always did.

"How do I know if you want it or not if you don't tell me?" he said softly and I narrowed my eyes at his fake serious face, and I heard a little chuckle as he put his hand through my hair, kissing my neck, trailing down to my breast +that were already perked and ready.

"I want to." I said quietly in a whimper at what he did to them, and he pulled back moving to my lips that were being chewed on by my own teeth.

"You want to what, deny me?" he asked in fake conviction and I shook my head.

"I want to continue with this.." I said even more quietly and I felt his large thing twitch from down stairs and I bit my bottom lip hard.

"Are you sure sweetheart?" he asked intently and I nodded.

"Yes. Please." I whimpered and he crashed his lips to mine and entered me like it was my first time all over.

"Ah.." I whimpered quietly as he moved inside my already wet lips, his 'it' was going slow and tantalizing.

"please.." I said quietly, closing my eyes of the feel of the pleasure and intensity he was bringing me.

"Open your eyes sweetheart." he said and I did as said.

"Please what? You have to be more open on what you want with me. Sweetheart you got to tell me how you want me to pleasure you." he said as he kissed my jaw line.

"You know what I want.." I whimpered out as he kept up his slow rhythm. I didn't know how he could stand to keep it so slow and patiently paced.. I need more..

"Tell me." he said and I let out a frustrated groan.

"I want you.. To.. Um go faster.." I said shyly and he grinned, though I couldn't see him.

"You what?" he asked me and I bit my lip.

"If I say it any louder it might wake the others.." I whispered and he pulled back, stopping and just holding himself inside of me. I cover my upper half the best I could, but he grabbed my hands and pinned them easily, letting him have full sight of me. Something I didn't want even though he's seen them before.

"Why do you hide yourself from me? I don't like you doing that, and who cares if the others wake up? They've woke us up having sex before, on account of many times." he snapped and I sighed, turning my head away from him.

"Tell me, Sinica. You hide yourself from me, you are careful of what others think of us, why they think that, you are so self conscious, and it pisses me off because everyone loves you, yet you still very rarely feel comfortable or are able to talk out around any of them, even me." he snapped, taking himself out of me but grabbing my face and bringing me up to look him in the eye.

"I've been trying, more than I do with most things, but all you do is distance yourself away from me more." he yelled closely to me, and I pushed him away from me, getting up and dressing myself hurriedly. I wasn't just a 'thing' and I wasn't going to be in his book..

"What are you doing?" the man snapped but I ignored him, slipping on my shoes.

"You don't talk, you don't tell me anything, you're overly shy, you never stand up for yourself, though you don't have to because everyone adores you, and yet here we are, you and I, still on the first base of you not talking to me. We have been intimate for two- almost three years now." he snapped as he pulled up some trousers, following me out of the room.

No doubt everyone was up by now. He was yelling and ranting, certainly making a fuss.

He grabbed my arm and stopped me as I reached the stairs.

"Talk to me!" he yelled as I pulled myself from him.

"What do you want me to do, change!? I'm me, I'm shy. I'm sensitive, I'm secretive. So WHAT, I don't talk much, or like to fight or argue with people, and yes, I'm SO SORRY if I care about what YOUR family think of me," I breathed angrily.

"You keep trying to mold me, to get me to open up, to get me to talk, and fine, I get that! But when I try to it's not good enough. It's not good enough for you, so if this long list of expectations you have for me isn't fitting your fancy, then let me go. Leave me be, and when I'm ready I'll come get my things." I finally blew up, the first time I have ever yelled at him, and I flew down the railed stairs and slammed the wood door shut in his shocked yet pained face.