Just In Love

Chapter 10

“Baby... stop being so nervous,” Joe said, holding my hand in his, as he drove his G Wagon. His parents had flown in from Dallas to meet me and see me again, and we were driving to the airport to pick them up. It had been almost three days since the blow ups on the phone.

“Your dad doesn’t like me, your mom hates me....” I said, “Why shouldn’t I be nervous?!”

“Because Frankie is gonna love you.....” he stated, chuckling. I smiled. Little did I know as we parked his car that things were gonna be far worse than I expected. We were waiting in the terminal at LAX waiting for them , when I heard a voice.

“Mallory!!!!” it said. I turned to see my Uncle Johnny, Greg Garbowski, and the rest of the ocean grove band.

“Oh my god, what are you guys doing here????” I asked, hugging them

“Joe’s dad called us, said to fly in and see you guys,” Uncle Johnny said, “So here we are... with every one else..” Then he gestured to Joe’s family walking up to us. Oh dear god. Joe protectively put his arm around me and held me tight to him as his parents walked up to us.

“Mom, Dad, this is Mallory,” Joe said, smiling lovingly at me. Denise kinda cringed at me and just nodded, “Malls, these are my parents, Paul and Denise.”

“Please, call us Mr. and Mrs. Jonas....” she said, curtly. I offered my hand which they gingerly refused. I pulled it back and sighed, trying to fight the tears. We got everyone’s luggage and headed back to the waiting G Wagon, while everyone else got their cabs to the hotel where they’d be resting until dinner at Joe’s tonight. Once the G Wagon took off, I burst into tears, and Joe sympathetically squeezed my knee.

“Oh god, baby, please, please don’t cry....” he begged. I just shook my head and tried to not think about it. When we arrived back at the condos, I went over to Joe’s little twin bed, and crawled under his covers. I heard him sighed and the clicking of Winston’s little happy footprints as he greeted Joe. I heard him sigh and then the covers move as he squeezed himself into the tiny little bed next to me. His arms wrapped protectively around me and I just sighed, holding his arms to me as we held one another close.

I tried not to cry, but I broke down. Joe was silent, just brushing my hair back and kissing my shoulder, holding me as I cried. His sympathy and pain was evident as I heard him sniffling softly, and occasionally removing his hand from my waist to I assume wipe his own tears. I mean sure, I may be over reacting, but his parents hating me, not wanting to be polite or anything, got to me... More than that, the fact that they called my Uncle Johnny and my family to come here and more than likely gang up on us to leave one another, it hurt.

“Mallory, I love you, and nothing they can say or do, is gonna change that......” he whispered, “You have to know that, before anyone gets here.. You have to know your it for me... you and I are in this together.. no matter what...” I nodded and smiled.

“I need to hear you say it...” he whispered. I giggled through my tears.

“I love you Joe, and we’re in this together,” I whispered. I turned to face him, so our fronts were flushed together.

“I love you more than anything, Mallory, my mother can say whatever she wants, you come first, you hear me?” he said, quietly, staring into my eyes. I nodded insecurely and kissed his lips. I needed to forget, I needed him and he seemed to catch on, quickly. He moved us slowly so he was laying over top of me, kissing my lips and removing his shirt, tossing it to the floor. His lips trailed over my neck and soon yanked my shirt over my head and we were naked in no time, him sliding in gracefully, causing me to groan loudly. His size was still a shock to my system, and my body automatically wrapped tightly around him as his body rocked over mine, his grunts and moans were intense and I was trying not to sound like a wild animal, but let’s face it, sex with Joe was always intense... breathtaking... and left me with no air in my lungs.

“Oh god, Joe.. mmm, fuck,” I moaned as orgasm rocked my body swiftly.

“Oh god, Mallory, baby, come with me,” he breathed and his tiny little bed started to rock and thrust underneath us. I nodded furiously and after 35 minutes our bodies rocked into these amazing orgasms, both of us gasping for air, and moving in sync, before we came to a breathless, sudden halt, his face buried in my neck and my arms and legs wrapped tightly around him. Joe’s orgasm face was by far the sexiest thing I’d ever seen in my life. The pleasure rolling over him and this complete look of euphoria washing over his face and watching his muscles tense and his body shake was priceless. I never wanted him to make that face for anyone but me ever.

“Oh, god, baby, your incredible,” I breathed, kissing his lips.

“Not even close to you,” he whispered, “So sexy, so soft, so wet, tight, fuck your amazing.” I laughed at his after sex commentary and brushed his sweaty hair back.

“We really should get ready....” I said, softly, “We got house cleaning and cooking to do.....” He nodded, but pouted a bit.

“I know, but right here is so damn comfy.....” he whispered, softly, moving his hips. His hard on had vanished, but even soft Joe could make me moan. Which apparently worked for little Joe too, because he was soon back to fully erect and off we went again. We were wrapped in one another till almost 3 in the after noon, before we dragged ourselves from his bed to get ready for what would surely prove by far to be the worst night of our lives, so far.....

Little did I know, this was only the first battle in our relationship and apparently, the war was not far behind.. things were only gonna get worse from here on out.. You never would have guessed by the scene Joe and I were displaying in his kitchen, cooking together, tasting off fingers and spoons, laughing, and pretty much being so in love we couldn’t take it... I loved him more than life itself, and I couldn’t wait to prove his parents wrong. Like he said, we were in this together.