JD
I kiss all up and down J's body and she's breathing heavily arching her back to get closer to my kisses. I look up and she's looking me in the eyes and smiling.
"What is it baby?" I ask her smiling and kissing her stomach.
"Nothing babe." She smiles still trying to catch her breath.
I make my wya back up to mouth and give her a small peck and then just when I'm about to make my way back down to her stomach she grabs my head by my hair and pulls me gently back up to her face.
She keeps her hand in my hair and then pulls me all the way back up to her face and she puts her other hand on my shoulder and her hand slips onto my bare back as she curves her hand back up towards my shoulder and she kisses me over and over again.
I bite her lip softly and pull his lip softly into my own and lick her lip. She gives my tongue permission to enter her mouth. I run my tongue over her lips and kiss her slowly and softly.
We keep kissing and it feels so right with her in my arms and her so close to me. I feel like she's the person I was always meant to be with. She already knows everything about me and she loves me for who I am and for who I'm gonna be. And right now that's all that matters. She took her chance on loving me and she took the right one because I love her so much.
I run my hands up and down her thighs as I lie on top of her kissing her. She reaches down and grabs my hand and holds my hand and I look at her and I can't help but smile at this beautiful woman in front of me.
My mouth reaches the band of her basketball shorts and I bite it with my teeth and she looks down and nods.
I pull her shorts down off her beautiful long legs and I kiss her legs from her foot to her hip.
She reaches down and pulls my sweats off of me and she throws them down on the other side of the bed.
We are both left in nothing but our undergarments and hers are a beautiful matching bra and underwear that're black lace. I continue kissing all over her body and she arcs back. I keep one hand on her hip and one on her neck.
As we lay there kissing and loving being in one anothers space the door swings open and there stands her grandmother.
Holy shit we are in deep trouble...
She looks at us and gasps at the sight of her only granddaughter sprawled out on the bed with me in nothing but her black lace bra and underwear. I look over at her grandmother and reach for the blankets to cover up J's body so she's not so embarrassed.
J's face is bright red and she looks like she was shot. She said her grandmother was scary and this would prove it because I'm pretty sure she's gonna kill me.
JORDAN
I grab the covers that James tossed to me and quickly cover up my body and I feel so ashamed that my grandma just saw me in nothing but my underwear with a boy lying on top of me kissing all over my body.
She's gonna kill him. I already know it.
"Hello Jordan." My grandmother says calmly which is scary.
Most people would be scared when their family yells at them but you know you're in deep shit when they're quiet.
"Hi Grams." I saw looking at the bed and trying not to make eye contact with her.
"I suppose this is James all grown up?" She asks.
"Y-yes 'mam." James stutters.
"I used to change your diapers and now you're on top of my granddaughter with nothing but your bra and underwear on." She says.
"..." James just sat there and didn't say anything.
It's a good thing he didn't say anything else because that would've made it a hell of a lot worse than it already is.
"Well..." She says.
"Get up and get dressed because we're going out to eat altogether. Your grandfather is waiting downstairs." She says walking out of my room and shutting the door.
"Dammit J. I'm so sorry." James says.
"It's fine." I say.
"Is she gonna tell your brother and your gramps?" He asks sounding very concerned.
"I don't know but we should probably get dressed before she comes back." I say getting out of the bed and grabbing my clothes that were strewn all around the room and picking out a new outfit worthy of a nice restaurant dinner.
"Put on nice clothes babe." I say.
"Okay." He says walking over to the suitcase laying on the floor and picking up a button down shirt and jeans.
I put on a white dress to match his white button down shirt.
I match the dress with a subtle red lipstick and white heels with a black cross-body purse and my black leather jacket.
We leave the room hand in hand and walk downstairs where we are greeted by my grams and gramps standing by the door all ready to go.
"Hey gramps." I say smiling trying not to think about what my grams just saw me doing with James.
"Hey sweet heart." He says smiling back.
"Hello Mr. Daniels." James says extending his hand to my gramps.
My gramps shakes his hand and we get into the BMW waiting outside and we're off to dinner.
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He Might Be Bad But He's Mine
RomanceAll throughout their childhoods James David (often referred to as JD) was constantly in trouble whether it was with his parents, friends, neighbors, or teachers. Jordan was not always perfect either but was never in nearly as much trouble as JD was;...