With and Without You (A Jordan Knight Fanfiction)

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Vivian felt his erection against her thigh. She was surprised by this. She pulled away from him. "How's that drink coming along" she asked.

He turned away from her, somewhat embarrassed by his body's betrayal. He poured them each a whiskey. He handed her a glass and took one for himself. She walked back into the living room. He followed her, bringing the bottle with him. He figured they'd be needing more before this interview was through.

He sat back down across from her. She took a long swallow of her whiskey. And looked at her notes. 

"Okay, next question: Will you be touring for this album? If so when?"

Jordan answered, "Yes there will be a tour. We're planning it for next year. I've been touring so much, I need a little time off."

"Is there anyone special in your life right now" she asked him.

Jordan smiled and answered, "I'm not really sure how to answer that. I've always had someone special, I'd just lost touch with her. But very recently she's reappeared in my life. I guess it'll be up to her where we go next."

She eyed his face when he spoke to her, she wasn't sure if he was being serious or just fucking with her. "Jordan, its not funny. Our situation isn't a joke. You're making light of the fact you broke my heart. You destroyed me. And then walked away. Now you joke about how I'm the only special person you've had in your life? I'm not stupid enough to believe you've never loved another woman since me. You think I haven't heard about you over the years?"

Jordan's eyes turned to her, full of anger. "I broke you're heart? I broke your fucking heart? The last time I saw you, you were naked, in bed, with my best friend. Do you not remember that? I was mad as hell. And I left to meet with the music exec's and to sign my recording contract. When I got back, you were gone and no one would tell me where you were. I've missed you every fucking day for the past nine years. I'm not the one who married someone else. You are the only woman I've ever loved. And you're the only woman I will ever love. You are my first and only love."

Vivian was shocked to hear this. She never knew, she always figured he was out enjoying his star status. And if he only knew what really went on in her marriage, he wouldn't have even brought it up. But she felt terrible for her choices she made. Seeing the hurt in his eyes, seeing how the decision she made nine years ago still effected him made her feel like a really horrible person. Again, he didn't know the whole story.

Hearing him confess he loved her still, this warmed her heart. But seeing the pain that love caused him, crushed her. She stood and walked over to him. He sat with his head in his hands. She knelt in front of him and pulled his hands away from his face. She put her own hands on either side of his face and pulled him to her. She placed a soft kiss on his lips. All she wanted was to tell him that she never stopped loving him either. That he was her only love. But she was way too damaged now. She didn't know if she'd ever be able to tell him. But she could show him.

She kissed him again harder this time. He matched her kisses with his own. Both of them full of passion. He couldn't believe he was kissing her like this again. The nine years they'd spent apart disappeared, and it was like not a day had past since their last kiss. He stood and wrapped her in his arms. This time when he pulled her close to him and she felt his erection against her, she didn't pull away. She actually pushed closer to him. "Let's go to the bedroom Jordan" she said breathlessly. He asked, "You're sure"?  She closed her eyes and said, "Oh God yes Jordan, I'm so sure."

He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He put her down at the side of the bed. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, she opened her mouth and her tongue moved against his. He pushed her blazer off her shoulders. Then he lifted her shirt over her head. His hands went to her breasts, they were fuller now. She had a womans body, more defined curves. He turned her back to him and unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor.  She stood in front of him in only black lace bra and panties. She was so sexy. He pushed his cock against her ass so she'd feel how turned on she had made him. She turned to face him again, he unhooked her bra, and when she pulled it off her arms he moved his mouth to her breasts. She pulled off his shirt and then pushed his sweats down. His cock sprang free. She wrapped her hand around him. He gasped when she touched him. He'd missed her touch. She laid back on the bed. He pulled her panties off as she crawled backwards on the bed. He followed her onto the bed, hovering over her. His mouth crashed down on hers. His tongue sliding into her mouth. She grabbed his cock and positioned him at her entrance. She wanted him, now. She couldn't wait any longer. Almost as if he knew what she was thinking, he pushed into her, causing her to moan and raise her hips to him. She thrust her hips with his rhythm. He was taking his time. Pumping into her with such torturous slowness. He wanted to make this last. She wanted him to consume her, make her forget the last nine years.  She clawed at his back, this made him wince in pain. He took her by the wrists and held them above her head. He then gave her exactly what she wanted. He pulled out of her, she whimpered, he slammed his full cock back into her. Her breath caught in her throat and she cried out. He did this again, and again. She was lost in ecstasy, feeling him inside her. Her release was building inside her as he pulled out slowly and then back in. He felt his own release building, he began to thrust harder and faster, watching her face he knew she was close, so was he. She cried out his name as her release exploded around his cock. Hearing her voice cry out his name was his undoing. He lost all control and had the most intense orgasm of his life. After which all he could do was lay beside her and watch her. Neither of them said a word, she closed her eyes and smiled. He watched her as she fell asleep.