Yours, Now and Forever Book #2(A Jordan Knight Fanfiction)

Ch. 25

On the drive back to their house Jordan is quiet. Real quiet.

Vivian leaves him alone with his thoughts until they reach the house. "What's on your mind babe? You've been awful quiet since we left Orlando's."

Jordan looks pensive, "I've just had the strangest feeling. I feel bad, because I'm the bad guy here. I stole his wife. Up until tonight, I never thought of you as his wife. You were always mine in my mind. But you weren't, you were his. Then he invites me into his house and has me over for dinner. Its given me the strangest feeling Viv. I'm not sure what it is, but I don't like it."

"Its guilt. He's a good guy and we fucked him over. And yet, he was still good to us. Wishing us the best, and meaning it. We're terrible, awful people J. But I'm okay with that as long as I'm with you."

Jordan looks at Vivian, "Yes, that's it, guilt. I feel so fucking guilty Viv. It's crazy, I wouldn't have thought I could ever feel guilty when it had anything to do with you and I. But goddammit I feel guilty!"

Vivian lowers her head, "Are you regretting our choices? Do you want to change your mind?" Her voice cracks when she asks him this. She feels nervous.

"Guilt be damned, Vivian. You. Are. Mine. Now and forever. I don't care about right or wrong when it comes to you, or us, or this. I would have walked through the fires of hell to get you back. Don't you know that? So guilt be damned. I'll get over it, because you are mine. I'm done sharing my wife with another man. Even one as great as Orlando."

Jordan grabs Vivian possessively and pulls her against him. His lips colliding into hers as he claims her mouth as his. He pushes her up against the wall of their California living room. His mouth claims her neck, teeth nipping at the soft skin just below her ear before his tongue licks up to her earlobe.

Both hands come up to the top of her shirt, but instead of unbuttoning the shirt, Jordan just pulls it open, causing buttons to fly everywhere. He yanks her bra down, freeing her ample breasts. He takes a second to appreciate the sight of them before ravishing them with his hands, then his mouth. His eyes look up into hers as he drags one hard nipple between his teeth. Eliciting a cry of pleasure from Vivian's beautiful mouth. His mouth is covering hers before she knows it, his tongue roughly invading her mouth.

Jordan aggressively turns Vivian around, pushing her front against the wall. He pushes his front against her back, reaching around to undo her jeans. He moves his body off of hers, but she stays still. Jordan takes her jeans and, almost violently, tears them down her legs. Her panties go with her jeans. Jordan wastes no time, his hand goes between her legs, finding her warm and so fucking wet. "Fuck Viv, you're so wet. You want this don't you?" Jordan doesn't wait for her answer. He slides two fingers into her, pumping them in and out, hard and fast. And suddenly he stops, Vivian whimpers when she feels the loss of him. He undoes his jeans just enough to free his steel erection.

"Stick your ass out for me" he demands. Vivian quickly does what she's told. Jordan grabs her by her hips. Vivian places her palms flat against the wall, bracing herself for what she knows is coming. Then he slams into her, hard and without apology. He's claiming what is his. This isn't about her pleasure or his for that matter. This is only about taking back what is his. Possessing her fully and completely. He slams into her again and again. Her cries of pleasure urge him on. "Who do you belong to? Who's is this?" He asks as he slams into her again, making her come hard around him. She screams his name as her walls contract, squeezing his cock tightly inside her. Hearing her say his name and feeling how tight she gets as he makes her come, he's only able to get two more hard thrusts into her. His cock swells and then he erupts inside of her. A guttural moan ripping out of his throat. "Oh. Fuck." His hips jerk as his orgasm continues, emptying all he has in him, into her. When it stops, he can't move, he's too sensitive. He wraps his arms around her, holding them both completely still. She clenches around him, sending a tremor through his entire body. "Oh fuck Vivian, don't do that." But she does it again, with a giggle. "Shit, stop that woman" he says with a laugh, and a smack on her ass. Which, of course, makes her do it again. "Fuck!" Is all he says as he quickly pulls his still semi-hard dick out of her. They both inhale sharply at the absence of the other. Her knees go weak as she turns to face him.

Jordan lifts an exhausted and fulfilled Vivian into his arms. He tries to take a step before remembering his pants are still around his ankles. He has to put Vivian back on her feet as he kicks off his shoes and steps out of his pants. She's clinging to his arm, holding herself up. Once free of his pants, Jordan lifts her back into his arms. She wraps her arms around his neck, resting her forehead against his temple. She kisses his cheek, "I'm yours, now and forever J. I'll love you until the day that I die" she whispers close to his ear. He closes his eyes to keep his tears at bay. "And I am yours, now and forever. And I'll love you until the day that I die, and after."

Jordan puts Vivian into their bed. He finishes undressing her before he pulls the covers over her beautiful, naked body. He removes his own shirt, leaving him naked as well, before turning out the lights and crawling into the bed with her. He wraps his arms around her, pulling her close against his body. He falls asleep tonight, no longer feeling any guilt, just feeling a sense of completeness.