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Part 19 – A night to remember. I love the way you look tonight Is he thinking about what to say to me? Wondering how we can remain friends after this. No wonder he was in a daze. At least he's not doing what I'm doing. ********** and I love the way you dance your slow sweet tango "You know, when we were younger, I thought that this was one of the coolest scenes ever." I tell him as I stand before him with butterflies in my stomach, while he sits on the bed. "Not that I ever wanted to be an exotic dancer or anything. And well...not exactly a big tank of water..." I say as I raise the glass of water above my head before pouring it's contents over me. I take a sharp intake of breath at the feeling of the freezing water on my body. The bra and thong I wear now drenched as water drips from my hair. My eyes are still locked with his, they have been ever since I took off my bathrobe. let's make out, let's do something amazing "You know Dawson ." I start as I walk towards the bed. "There are a few different ways I wanted to do this..." I put my hand out indicating for him to stand. "...So I've decided to just go with it." He takes my hand as I finish, and I step away from the bed, Dawson following me. "You know Joey, the lead in Flashdance didn't strip!" He says and I place a finger over his lips. "I know." I tell him as I take one of his hands, placing the other one just under my butt. " Dawson ?" "Yeah." "I know the dare was for me to do a sexy little strip routine for ya...but I'm gonna change it a little." let's make a night to remember I place my hand over his, dragging his hand upwards, very slowly. "I have a question for you." I whisper as our hands reach my hip. "Okay." I drag his hand around to the front of my body, pushing his hand towards my clothed breast. "Would you remember what I look like at this very moment if you were to close your eyes?" I say as I brush his hand over my breast, moaning a little as I whisper. "Oh...am I what you'd see?" He nods his head, closing his eyes briefly as I drag his hand down my belly. Then lower, his hand resting on my inner thigh. "I can pretty much guarantee that, Jo." He says, as I drag his hand back the way it came, towards my breast... "Although visions of you in a whipped cream bikini may be there..." towards my butt... "On occasion." His hand now rests below my butt as I let go of his other hand, so that I can place both hands on either side of his face. I whisper, "Good" my voice low and husky, as I lean up to kiss him. I love the way you move tonight Dawson places one of his hands on my back, lifting me a little as he pulls me closer to him. I feel his erection pressing against me and I moan into his mouth as he does the same. We stop kissing and he starts to suck on my pulse point. "You know Dawson ...I still have a little bit of a show for you." "Doesn't matter." He says looking at me with a grin on his face. "Oh, but it does." I tell him as I push him away. He groans, "Okay." And looks disappointed. I run one hand down his chest and start to walk around him, trailing my hand over his butt. "Are you sure you'll remember if you were to close your eyes?" I whisper seductively in his ear, as I press myself against his back. let's make out let's do something amazing "Uh-huh." He whispers back. " Dawson , look at me." He turns his head, watching as I let go of him, reaching up to untie the black silk scarf from my hair. He raises an eyebrow. "You about ready to break out the leather straps soon?" I just smile at him as I place the scarf over his eyes. "Can you see me when you close your eyes?" He nods his head and I turn him to face me, placing one of his hands underneath my butt. "The thing about not being able to see me..." I whisper as I start to drag his hand along the same path as before. "...not seeing what you're doing, it hightens the senses." let's make a night to remember I let go of his hand and it continues on it's journey towards my clothed breast. "When you can't see it, you have to rely on everything else. Smell..." I trail of, pausing for a moment as his hand reaches my stomach. "Sound." I whisper in his ear, before kissing him, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth. "...Taste." I trail my other hand down his chest, running a finger over the tip of his erection. "And touch." One of his hands rests on my hip as the other brushes over my breast again. We kiss again, this time I brush my tongue against his lips. As his hand comes to rest on my butt we break the kiss and both of us are breathless. I push him onto the bed, still blindfolded. I kiss down his chest, ready to relieve the tension that is building inside him. ********** I can feel that my cheeks are all flushed, as I look at Dawson out of the side of my eye. Oh what a night that was. I remember the feel of my body surrounding his, our legs tangled. I remember his face. How his lips explored me, the way he looked at me. This really isn't helping me. How am I supposed to be mad at him when I'm thinking about what he does to me? ********** I think about ya all the time I look at her out of the corner of my eye again and she's tapping her fingers on her thigh. I can't help but remember all the places she's put those hands. On her...on me. And all the places she put my hands. ********** well I'm never holding back again "Wow!" I exclaim as I lie back on the bed, pulling Joey on top of me, still blindfolded. "Well that was certainly different." As I finish Joey kisses me, placing my hands on her butt. "You know, Dawson ." She says into my mouth. "Mmhm." I reply after breaking the kiss. "I'm still not naked yet." Joey tells me as she climbs off of the bed, pulling at my hand. I climb off of the bed with her help and she places my hands on either side of her thong. I lower the sides of it, it falls to the floor and she steps out of the thin piece of material. let's make a night to remember She pulls me closer and I start to unclasp her bra, then lower the straps. Now that she's naked I trail my hands over her body again, along this now familiar journey. Joey reaches up and unties the scarf, letting it fall to the floor. I trail my hands over her body again, my eyes following my hands as they explore her body. I wrap my arms around her, lift her up and kiss her. I take a step back, both of us falling onto the bed, Jo on top, straddling me. When we stop kissing we just look at each other for a moment. "Hey you...long time no see." " Dawson , stop it with the chat up lines!" She says, playfully hitting my shoulder. "Okay." We just lay in silence for a moment, kissing occasionally. "So was that strip sufficient enough for you?" I lean up and kiss the side of her mouth. "Well it wasn't exactly what I had in mind..." I say as she lifts her hips rubbing herself against the tip of my erection. "You're insatiable, woman." I tell her as she lowers herself onto me. "Don't you think that my little performance deserves something?" She asks me as she starts to rotate her hips. "Oh..." I moan as she kisses me. ********** yeah, oh let's make out, let's do something amazing I woke up the next morning with something resting on my chest. It was more a case of someone, not something. A quick glance at the clock on her night stand told me I was late. I hated to move from that position, hated leaving her. Missed the feel of her skin against mine as soon as I left her bed, the urge there to just crawl back in bed beside her. But I had to leave and now I must face her wrath. We pull up outside her dorm, both of us still quiet as I cut the engine. The only time either of us have said anything was when she told me that the lights had changed. We sit for a few minutes longer. I know I have to say something, explain why I wasn't there when she woke up...alone. She turns to face me, the first time either of us has looked directly at the other, she opens her mouth to say something but doesn't and turns away. Everything is silent again for a moment. "It sure was nice having this conversation with you, Dawson..." She snaps, reaching for her bag. "We'll have to do this again some time!" As she finishes she opens the door, climbing out of the car. "Joey... " I call to her, but she slams the door shut and turns to walk to her building. "Nice one, Dawson." I mumble to the empty car, leaning my head against the headrest. I glance towards her again before climbing out of the car. Part 20 - I wanna be with you I know that he'll follow me; he'll want to resolve this. But I'm afraid that this could be the day our friendship is ruined. Three wonderful nights and one ruined friendship later...how could I ever cope without him in my life? I don't think I could ever go back to how things used to be with us. Not when I want more. Not when I want everything. I hear someone approach behind me, but I don't turn around. As I get closer to my building he calls to me. “Joey…wait.” Still I don't turn around. I don't turn around until I feel his hand on my arm, pulling me back. “Joey – talk to me! Don't do this.” “Leave me alone, Dawson .” I tell him, noticing a few people staring. “No, we need to talk about this now.” I just shake my head. “Goodbye Dawson .” I tell him as I turn and walk away. I've barely taken ten steps when he calls to me again, this time louder so that other people can hear. “I won't let you push me away again.” He pauses, maybe waiting for my reaction. Waiting for me to turn around, but I don't. Suddenly I recall a time so long ago when we promised never to air our dirty laundry in public. Promise me we will never air a relationship crisis about anything like that. I can't think of anything more embarrassing and immature. “We've been friends forever.” He starts as he runs his fingers through his hair. “You can't just walk away from this without telling me why you want to throw away what we have!” I turn to face him. “You're creating a scene.” I tell him, my voice loud enough for only him to hear it. I try but I can't seem to get myself to think of “It's about to get ten times worse, Jo. You really should have invited me in to discuss this.” He replies before raising his voice again. “We can't spend an amazing night together and then call it nothing!” “ Dawson …” "I was inside you". He growls in a husky voice and I'm uncertain if anyone else heard him say that. I really have to stop him from going any further, the only thought going through my head as I walk towards him. “I made you…” He stops talking as I press my lips against his, taken aback by my actions. Maybe Dawson expected me to punch him as opposed to kiss him. His final word muffled by our lips pressed together. “…scream.” For one moment everything stops. I forget about everything that is unrelated to Dawson…the people that are watching, focusing only on him...on us. I briefly forget about what brought us here, about the fight that we were about to encounter. Only letting my thoughts be of his tongue brushing against mine, as he moves one of his hands to cup my cheek, while the other rests on my hip, mine are wrapped around him. I wanna be with you The way he looked, the feel of his skin, the sound of his breathing; they're all permanently etched in my mind. If only this was one of his romantic gestures, as opposed to what it really is. An attempt to save a dying friendship!! He knows as well as I do that there is no going back to what we were before. He breaks the kiss and I groan internally at the loss of contact. How does he do this to me? I'm mad at him but I want to kiss him again. To wrap my arms around him and never let go. A girl knocks into me pulling me from my daze. “Sorry!” She calls to me as she runs down the street. As I look back at Dawson I notice that most of the people who were staring a moment ago are gone. I guess our lives are not that interesting to some people. A few people still remain, wanting to see what happens. “Jo…” “You have two minutes.” I cut in. “Come on.” “Sometimes that's all it takes, honey.” I hear a guy call as Dawson and I make our way to the entrance of my building. ***** As we enter the dorm room I don't look at him. I haven't said anything to him, not since I invited him up here. I hang my jacket up in the closet and turn to find him standing behind me. “Jo…” I shake my head. “You don't have to say anything, Dawson . You can go now.” He shakes his head, raising an eyebrow. “You want me to leave?” “Yeah.” I reply, walking towards the door, ready to show him out. As I reach for the door handle he places his hand against the door. “You said I had two minutes!” “What can I say, Dawson ?? I lied.” I tell him. “I just said that to get you to stop causing a scene. Now go.” “No, not until we talk about this.” I don't reply, instead I walk towards the bathroom. “Joey…Jo, don't do this!” He says as I feel his hand on my arm, turning me to face him. “We have to talk about what happened!” “No we don't. I said it before and I'll say it again…there's nothing to say.” “You know that's not true, we have to…” “To discuss this!!” I cut in. “Why?? So you can say what I know you're gonna say!” I tell him, my words acidic. “Anything that's said right now…I know that it's just an attempt to salvage whatever friendship we had...So just go.” “We have nothing to fix, Jo.” He whispers as he takes a step back and slumps on the bed. “Wow!” The word escapes my lips before I can think about what he's really said. “Say how you really feel!!” “That's not what I meant.” He replies and I look at him questioningly, as he adds, “And you know it.” I don't reply, I just glare at him. “We do have something…” He starts as he stands back up, taking a step forward as he continues. “…but it's so much more than friendship…” “ Dawson , don't! You don't have to say all this. Let's just call it what it was.” “And that would be?” “Your girlfriend wasn't in town and you needed some, but you're not alone in this…I needed some too. So just call it what it was…Sex!” I tell him as I shrug my shoulders, trying not to show him that I want so much more. “Nothing more.” so I'll hold you tonight like I would if you were mine “Is that what you really think it was Joey?” I don't reply, afraid my voice will betray what I feel…what I want to say. We just stand looking at each other for a few moments, my eyes yet again drawn to his lips. But I manage to snap myself out of whatever this is, as I walk towards the window. “I've already saved you the trouble of saying it first, it was just sex…go. Say it!! It was just a weekend fling! That's all this was, that's all I was to you.” “You may be a lot of things, but that's one thing you could never be.” He replies after a moment. “I'm not sure I believe that.” I spit back at him. “Who are you trying to convince that that's all this was, me or you?? I've told you before; it's not just sex when it's us. It has to be something more.” “Really?? You have a funny way of showing it, because your actions speak volumes.” I tell him, my voice slightly raised. Then more calmly I add, “You just left.” I wanna be with you I wanna be with you (I wanna be with you) He runs his fingers through his hair as he replies, “I didn't want to leave. You have no idea how much I wanted to stay with you. To be there beside you when you woke up…” He says, walking around the bed to stand in front of me. “Did you ever consider that there may have been some reason why I wasn't there, something unrelated to us…to you?” Without realizing it, I shake my head a little and he must see the small gesture. If he was standing any closer he wouldn't have seen it because it was such a little movement. “No.” “The reason that I wasn't there, was because I had to take care of something at the restaurant, for mom.” “Oh…” I mouth, before adding. “I'm sorry, I never…I just...” Oh, baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore I don't know what to say, we're now in this position, the chance now upon us to say how we really feel. But once I say what I want to say, there's no going back on it. After a few minutes we're both still standing there, facing each other, nothing being said by either of us. “I'll see you later Joey.” He says to me as he turns towards the door. “Obviously there's nothing more we have to say about this.” I'm suddenly overcome with the need for him to stay, to show him it means more to me. I follow him across the room and before he makes it to the door, I place my arm on his. “ Dawson …don't go.” I wanna be with you I wanna be with you (I wanna be with you) He stops walking. “I thought there was nothing to stay for.” Dawson replies, turning his head slightly. “It was just sex, nothing more.” Moving to stand in front of him, I smile as I place my hand on his shirt, pulling on his collar, bringing his lips to meet mine. At first my lips are just lightly brushing against his, and then in a matter of seconds it turns into something much more. The kiss turns more passionate, both of us hungry for more. My tongue brushing against his lips, his lips parting, our tongues dancing as I run my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to me. “It's never just sex when it's us” I whisper breathlessly my lips burning from the kiss as I push him backwards. “There has to be some kind of love there.” I finish as he falls onto the bed pulling me on top of him. I start an assault on his lips again as he lightly strokes my back. Part 21 - Drowning Her head rested on my shoulder, one of her arms thrown across my stomach, while one of my arms was behind my head, the other around her body. I lay beside her, watching her sleep (something that wasn't totally new to me anymore) as the reality of what had happened this past weekend started to sink in. Her nose twitched a little and a small smile played across her lips. Joey's words from before played continuously over and over in my mind. “It's never just sex when it's us Dawson…it's never just sex.” Those were her words whenever we broke a kiss as we removed each others clothes. I continued to watch her sleep for a moment, wondering what she was dreaming about before I closed my eyes. I felt her stir a little again, then she mumbled “ Dawson …oh“, before she made this little giggling noise and moved her body closer to mine. My eyes shot open; could Joey have been having one of those dreams about me? No sooner had the thought crossed my mind when she said it again, this time moaning my name. She blew in my ear before giggling, “I'll bet that took the attention away from looking at me”. “I think you might be right about that.” I replied as she started to nibble on my ear. “So…” “So…” “You knew I was awake?” “Yep.” “Watching you?” ohhh... don't pretend you're sorry I can't imagine life without your love “Oh yeah, I can tell when you're watching me.” She said as she quickly moved to straddle me, one leg on either side of mine, not caring that the cover had fallen and I had a clear view of her breasts. She placed her elbows on either side of my body, rested her chin on her hands, her face merely inches away from my own. And moving closer. “I was awake for a little while.” Joey told me just before her lips met mine. “And I had been thinking…well I was wondering when you'd wake up…” “Wanted to have your wicked way with me, eh?” I asked her playfully as I started to stroke her back. She rolled her eyes at me and laughed. “Hey I'm game if you are.” That comment earned me another roll of her eyes. “Sorry to disappoint you Dawson, but I was thinking more along the lines of food.” “What, am I not what your appetite requires?” “Hmm, let me see.” Joey thought for a moment. “Eat food, or eat Dawson . That's a tough choice.” “Hey I might get offended.” I told her, laying on the ‘you hurt my feelings' face, pouting, the works. “Yeah…right”. She replied, laughing. “I don't believe for one second that you are offended.” “I am.” “Well if I've hurt your feelings it's only right that I be punished.” She insisted as she laced her fingers in mine. “Give me all you've got, I can take it.” I just laughed as I brought our intertwined hands closer to my face and kissed her knuckles. “You really think I'd do that”? I enquired her as I leaned up to brush my lips against hers, sucking on her bottom lip. 'cause everytime I breathe I take you in “Maybe.” She replied before biting her lip. I didn't move, I just continued to lay underneath her, looking at her as I lightly stroked her back with my thumb. She shrugged her shoulders and then moved her face ever so slowly towards mine. I saw her eyes move from looking at mine down the way to my lips and then she looked back into my eyes. Still moving closer looking at my lips again. Feeling that I'd lulled her into this false sense of security, knowing that she'd committed to the impending kiss, I made my move. I rolled us over and trailed my hand to her waist. The sudden change in position came as her lips met mine and caused her to scream into my mouth, while I laughed into hers as I tickled her. maybe I'm a drifter... maybe not I can't imagine life without your love She tried to stifle a giggle while she tried (unsuccessfully) to push my hand away with her free hand as I kissed her neck. “ Dawson no…don't tickle me. Anything but that!” I stopped kissing her neck and looked at her, my hand tickling her wavered for a second. “Anything?” “Hmmm”. She mused as she scrunched up her nose. I started to tickle her again, laughed as she shrieked. She grasped my wrist and whispered, “ Dawson .” “Uhuh.” “Within reason.” I ran a finger over her lips, and then trailed it down her chin…her neck…then her arm, then laced our fingers together. “So…I'm still hungry.” “And apparently eating Dawson won't be filling enough for you.” I told her, raising my eyebrow suggestively. “Nope.” She said as she leaned up on one elbow and whispered in my ear. “Not on its own.” Before she kissed my cheek. “ So what are you going to cook, pasta? Oh wait; no kitchen.” I informed her as I let go of one of her hands, so I could wrap an arm around her as I rolled onto my back, pulling her on top. 'cause everytime I breathe I take you in She laughed at the memory, placed both of her hands on either side of my face before she kissed me, as always soft and tender. Yep, still gives me a tingle when I kiss her. “I was thinking take out” she told me before she kissed me again, this time for longer before she started to kiss towards my ear. She suckled on it, and then whispered “Maybe I'll eat Dawson for dessert.” She climbed off of me and the bed and then grabbed her bathrobe and walked towards the bathroom. “I'll call for it in a minute.” “Okay.” “What would you like?” “Hmm, surprise me.” I told her as she entered the bathroom. I closed my eyes, suddenly tired again. Within seconds I felt myself drift off to sleep. ********** go on and pull me under “ Dawson ...” The sound of her voice whispering my name filtered through to my dream. My nose twitched followed by her saying it again. “ Dawson .” “Hmm.” I mumbled as I felt something lightly trailing across my face. First all around my face, then over one eye, my nose, around my mouth…the other eye. “ Dawson .” Across my forehead again. “Jo?” I enquired, as I opened my eyes, feeling a little disorientated. I found Joey, kneeling by the side of the bed, her finger still lightly trailed across my face. everytime I breathe I take you in “Hey, you're awake!” She exclaimed with a smile on her lips. “Mmhm. What time is it?” I asked her before I yawned. She quickly glanced at the clock above my head before saying, “8:02. The food will be here in a minute, I'm just gonna go get us some drinks.” “Okay.” I replied as I stifled another yawn as she made her way to the door. After just laying there for a moment I climbed out of her bed and put on my boxer shorts before grabbing the rest of my clothes and walking towards the bathroom. ********** baby I can't help it After a quick wash and change (I had some spare clothes in the car), I started to open the bathroom door but before it was even halfway opened she called, “I'm not ready for you to come out yet”. She finished as she stuck her head between the gap in the door. “Give me one minute.” She said as she pulled on the collar of my shirt, bringing her lips to meet mine. Then she quickly pushed the door closed. “What is she up to?” I mumbled as I walked over to the sink. I picked up a bottle of shampoo, unscrewed the cork and smelt it. It smelled of vanilla, it was Joey's shampoo. Just as I had put the bottle back down on the counter she knocked on the door. “ Dawson , come to the door, close your eyes and then open the door”. I obeyed her instruction, getting more curious by the second. “Now what?” I asked once the door was open. Within seconds I felt her brush past me and then she covered my eyes with her hands. “Walk forward. “ As I walked forward I put my hand out in front of me and she giggled. “Don't you trust me or something?” “Yes.” I replied putting my hand back by my side as she guided me through her room. “We're about to come to a chair. You might want to use your hands to help you.” She placed one of my hands on the back of the seat. “Keep your eyes closed.” Once I was seated she took away her hands from my eyes and then I felt her sit on my lap, straddling me. Her lips pressed against my own as I heard music start to play and she placed one of her hands on my cheek. I heard something fall to the floor just before she started to stroke my neck. My hands rested on her ass, and she started to grind her hips against mine as her tongue entered my mouth, both of which caused me to moan. She grinded her hips against mine again before she broke the kiss, and leaned her forehead against mine. “ Dawson ?” “Hmm…” “You can open your eyes now.“ Joey whispered, before kissing my forehead, and standing up. I opened my eyes as I saw her sit down at the other end of the table from me. She waited for my reaction to what she had set up as she put the remote control for the cd player on the table. I guess that's what fell to the floor. I looked around her room for a second, taking everything in. She had some lit candles strewn around her room; her bed had been pushed a little to the side. The desk by her bed had been pulled away from the wall so that we could eat dinner at the table. The books from her desk were lying on the floor under the window. She'd thrown a piece of fabric over the desk as a tablecloth, and had a few lit candles on the middle of the table. “Wow, you worked fast.” I told her surprised, yet unable to stop a smile from playing across my lips. “So you're impressed?” She asked, as she leaned a little across the table placing her hand over mine. “Yes.” I replied and she smiles. “Well maybe just a little, but that's only because I'd have preferred you eat Dawson .” She grinned back at me, raising her eyebrow. “I'm sure we can work on that later.” She laced her fingers in mine when she had finished. “But for now I'll just eat my chicken pizza and drink my soda.” Part 22 - Softer the Touch As he helped me get my room back in order, I noticed the way he kept shooting quick glances in my direction when he thought I wasn't looking at him. He had this twinkle in his eyes and this cute little smile kept playing across his lips, occasionally showing off his dimples. It took all of my self restraint to control myself and not pounce on him as he moved my desk back against the wall. I started to rearrange the stuff on my desk as he picked my books up from the floor under the window (I could see him out of the side of my eye). He leaned past me as he placed my books on the table, before he brushed his hand against my arm as he pulled his hand back. As he leaned against the desk beside me I felt his eyes burn into me, almost making me look up at him. But I knew that if I looked up at him, I would have lost this little battle. I walked over to the cd player and was in the process of changing the cd when I felt his breath on the back of my neck, which caused me to shiver. In the few minutes that have passed he's managed to turn me on with a series of small gestures. The looks, when his skin grazed mine, that smile and now this. I mentally cursed him as I put the new cd on, at the same moment he started to trail his hands up my arms, then down my sides before he spun me around to face him. As our eyes locked I felt him remove his hands from my waist, allowing them to rest by his sides. How does he do that to me? I would have said something to him but I've forgotten how to speak, hell it would probably just be rambling anyway. I always loved kissing him, back in high school when we dated or now. And in that one instance as I moved my head towards his, I knew I never wanted to do anything else right then. I always had this habit of looking at his lips before kissing him. I knew I was doing it again. vJust as I knew he'd won the battle of wills as my lips met his and I found my arms had woven their way around his neck. I needed to be closer to him but how could I really be any closer than I was already? As my hands had found their way to his hair, still seeking more I forced my tongue into his mouth. I still got that unmistakable tingle in the pit of my stomach as his tongue brushed against mine. I felt his hands on my own, and then he laced his fingers through mine before he brought both out hands down by our sides again. I was falling, getting lost in him, in his kiss, that I never even noticed his hands leaving mine. But I did noticed when his lips left mine. vI opened my eyes and found that he was smiling at me, that same playful smile from before. “So…” he said as he ran his fingers through his hair. “So...” I said back to him as I took a step forward, took one of his hands, while I trailed my other over his chest. “Well, what are we gonna do now?” He asked as he wrapped his free arm around my waist, pulled me closer to him as he raised an eyebrow suggestively at me. “Hmm…” I mused as I leaned forward and buried my face in his neck, sucking on this sensitive patch of skin I never knew he had until recently. “What could we possibly do all alone in my…” I trailed off for a second as he let go of my hand and waist, placed both of his hands on my ass and pulled me closer, letting me feel his arousal. It also caused me to groan out “dorm room” against his neck. “Oh we should watch TV then.” Dawson said letting go of me, backing away towards my bed. “You want to watch TV Dawson? We have a room all to ourselves and that's what you want to do?” I asked him in disbelief. “Yes, I won't allow you to ravish me right now.” ”You won't?” I inquired with a note of bewilderment creeping into my voice. He simply shook his head as he replied, “No because I think that you'll still be too stuffed from dinner, so therefore I'm taking myself off the dessert menu.” He grabbed the remote controls for both the TV and the cd player, turned off the cd player and turned on the TV and flopped down on the bed. “Are you planning on just standing there?” So we're lying on the bed, Dawson behind me, his body spooning mine as we watched TV. Actually, he watched TV, I couldn't tell you what we were watching because in the whole five minutes we've been like this, I had been thinking of ways to get back at him. He turned me on and then wanted to watch TV! I was not going to leave it like that. I loosened his arms around me and turned slightly to face him, a devious grin on my face, but he never looked down at me. Apparently he only had eyes for whatever was on the TV screen. I blocked his view of the screen and asked “what ya doing?” “Watching TV”. He replied as he moved his head slightly to the side so that he could see the screen. I kissed his lips softly but he never responded, so I moved my attention to his chin, gently sucking and biting on it. “Jo?” “Mmhm”. I mumbled as I brought my hand down to stroke him through his jeans. “What ya doing?” “Well I was trying to combine what you wanted to do with ‘ravishing Dawson '.” I replied as I reached for the button on his jeans. He placed his hand over mine, stilling it. “Jo, I really want to watch this and I can't when your head gets in the way!” “Oh…okay”. I told him as I took up the position I was in before. I tried to focus on the TV but to no avail. And even if I could focus I would have been too distracted by his close proximity, the way his thumb gently stroked my wrist…God, even the way he smelt. It's been three minutes since my lips touched his. But now that's 184 seconds. I can't do this, lay here like this with him. So I tried a different approach. I placed my hand over his and dragged both of our hands up from my waist so that they were resting on my breasts, then I let go of his hand. He did absolutely nothing. Sheesh do I have to do all the work? It's been four minutes, 245 seconds, since my lips had touched his. I want to be kissing him. He's moved his hand that I had placed on my breast to move my hair off of my neck. Then placed his hand back at my waist. “ Dawson …“ I begin but trailed off as I felt his breath on my neck a moment before his lips grazed my neck. “Oh…” I moaned as I moved my head forward giving him better access and he left a trail of kisses along my neck. I brought one of my hands up to rest on the back of his neck, turning my head slightly towards him. Damn he was wearing that sexy little grin of his. I pull him closer to me and move my face closer to him, finally our lips met. That was five and a half minutes of pure torture. As we continued to kiss I ran my fingers through his hair and he started to stroke my stomach. But I needed to feel his hands on my skin. I brought my hand back round and interlaced my fingers in his as he nuzzled my neck. I raked his hands over my clothed body, allowing them to linger for a moment over my breasts, before I brought them slightly higher. I removed my hands from his, placing a few of his fingers on my top button. We both sat up, my back still to Dawson . I bit my lip in anticipation as I waited for him to start undoing the buttons. He undid the top one, leaned his chin on my shoulder. so beauty's only skin deep baby "You know Joey..." he began next to my ear, as his hands move to the next button, while mine started to undo the bottom one. "I get the feeling that you're trying to seduce me!" "You do?" I asked him as he started to nip on my ear. "Wonder whatever it was that gave you that idea" After I undid the last button, he lowered the shirt off my shoulders, and brushed his lips against each shoulder in turn. My patience was really beginning to wan and I brought his hands back up to cover my clothed breasts. "I need you to..." I closed my eyes as he gently caressed my breasts. "...touch me” I finished as I leaned back against him. And suddenly his hands left me. " Dawson ?" "Yeah." "Why'd you stop?" I asked him as I opened my eyes. "The commercials are over". He said, as I felt him lay back down on the bed. "Could you move slightly to the right, I can't see?" I can't control Okay, that was it. I turned to face him and grabbed the remote control. “Nu huh. This isn't happening.” I told him as I pointed the remote at the TV, switching it off. “What do you mean?” He asked with this blank look on his face. “This!” I told gesturing towards my messed up hair and the unbuttoned shirt. “Thought you'd have a little fun while the commercials were on? Well not gonna happen that way.” “It's not?” the softer the touch I shook my head at him as I tossed the remote onto Audrey's bed. “This is what's gonna happen. I'm gonna forget this little stunt you were pulling and we're gonna have some amazing sex, during which you will make this up to me”. He thought about that for a moment before he sat up and moved slightly closer to me. “I can live with that, but are you sure you're up to it?” I never answer him with words; instead I threw myself on top of him, straddling him. “Is that a yes?” “What do you think?” “I think I'm gonna need the clarification, Joey.” He said, shrugging his shoulders as he tried to suppress a smile. “I mean one minute you don't want to eat me and the next you want to ravish me, what's with that?” and everytime I feel I'm waning I rolled my eyes at him, “I was hungry and you just weren't what my appetite required.” I told him as I moved my hands to the top button of his shirt. “But now that I've had food…well it's different now.” “It is?” “Okay are you ever gonna stop asking questions and just make it up to me?” I asked trying to sound impatient as I moved onto the third button of his shirt. “Well ya know technically you still have to…” I tried to shut him up by pressing my lips against his. “…make…it…up to…me.” I can't control I started to grind my hips against his and broke the kiss. “ Dawson , you talk too much. Just shut up!” “Yes ma'am. Have I ever told you I love it when you're forceful?” “As a matter of fact...” “Joey, shut up.” He hit back before he kissed me. After his command there were no more spoken words for a while. the softer the touch I finished unbuttoning his shirt, pushed it off of his shoulders and he lowered the straps on my bra, before he unhooked the clasp. I threw my arms around him, needed to be closer to him again, my breasts against his chest, my lips merged with his. I'd have skipped the love making part and just kissed him all night if the deep seated hunger for him hadn't been so strong. His hands were now between us, he cupped my breasts and I groaned into his mouth, again I raked my fingers through his hair and started grinding my hips against his, feeling his obvious arousal. the softer the touch The ache was getting stronger. I moved off of him and trailed my hands down his chest, my hands moved slowly until they reached his pants. I quickly undo the button and the zipper on his jeans and I move down the bed yanking his jeans and boxers down. I move back up his body, intending to trail my hands slowly as I move but instead I move quickly. I need him to touch me. I need his hands on me. is it love, don't know I straddle him again, placing his hands on my breasts as I lean down and kiss him. My lips dancing with his as he caresses my breasts gently, his tongue tracing the outline of my lips. We roll over and break the kiss, Dawson moving his hands from breasts to move the hair from my face. He buries his head in my neck, suckling me as his hands roam over my breasts. He tweaks one of my nipples and I gasp as I lay one of my hands on his neck. I can't control He moves his hands to the buttons on my jeans and painfully slow, does he start to undo them. I become even more impatient when he does the buttons back up again as he started his assault on one of my breasts with his tongue while he brings his hands up and clasps them in mine. I grind my hips up against his and I hear him moan against my breast. I move our clasped hands down to my waist and let go of his hands, hoping that he'll take the hint. But his hands just rest on my waist. the softer the touch It's time I started to take matters into my own hands. “ Dawson ? “ “Yeah.” He sys looking up at me, his hair all mussed up. “This isn't working.” “It's not?” “No! It's not.” I brought one of his hands up to my lips and kissed the palm of his hand. He moved off of me, but continued to lay by my side. “Joey, what's…?” I cut him off by placing one of my fingers to his lips. “Shhh”. the softer the touch I moved my hands down my body watching his reaction as I started to undo the buttons on my jeans, ever so slowly. Two can play his game was the intention but it never got to that point because all I wanted was to feel his skin move against mine. Feel his hands all over my body, his kisses, him inside me. I hurriedly stripped out of my jeans and thong, throwing the offensive garments to the floor before turning to take his lips in mine, as I pulled him on top of me. “Joey…?” the softer the touch “ Dawson , for tonight just let me love you.” I tell him trying to sound seductive. He smiles and raises his eyebrow at me suggestively. “Are you propositioning me?” “Well I'm not wearing any clothes, so what do you think?” And still he's just grinning at me as he moves his body on top of my own. I wrap my arms around him as I feel him about to enter me and he leans down and kisses my nose. I gently play with the hair and my eyes never waver from his as he enters me, running one of his hands down from my neck…over one of my breasts…resting it on my waist. I start to rock my hips against his, causing us both to moan as I wrap my legs around him. I move my legs even higher so that he can thrust deeper into me, almost not realising that there are gasps escaping from my lips. He slows his thrusts down a little, almost pulling all of the way out, before pushing harder and deeper into me. With my free hand I grasp a hold of the comforter and he places one of his hands over mine, clasping our fingers together. the softer the touch “ Dawson …” I manage to moan out, my voice sounding raspy. “ Dawson …” I repeat again, as though it's the only word I can say or will ever be able to utter ever again. “I'm close Jo.” He manages to say before burying his head in the crook of my neck. “I wanna… see you.” I manage to stutter out, as I tighten the grip on his hand. He lifts his head and continues to thrust harder into me as our eyes lock again and his eyes look darker to me; even though the room is only illuminated by the candles I lit earlier. I feel the spasms start to wrack my body. I don't want to, I try to fight it but I close my eyes as the spasm escalates and he stops moving for a moment. I open my eyes and he's just watching me. He starts to thrust within me a few more times before I feel the spasms start for him and the look of sheer pleasure washes over his face. “Jo…Jo….oh” he murmurs. He collapses on top of me, burying his head again in the crook of my neck. This is pure heaven for me, and I never want this night to end. Part 23 - Heaven I never really noticed it before, but her bed has limited space. We've never actually been confined to such a small bed before. And up until last week it was unfamiliar to me...and to us as lovers. It reminds me of the last time we were in a foreign bed, so many years ago. She's lying on her stomach, with her head resting on the pillow turned so that she's facing me. I smile as I lie beside her on my side, one of my legs kinda resting between hers as I lightly draw imaginary shapes on her back with one hand, while my right hand is clasped in her right one, remembering what happened the last time we shared a bed before we ended up like this. She raises her head a little and brings her face towards mine, gently brushing her lips against my forehead. “Why are you smiling?” She asks as she lays her head back on the pillow after breaking our 20 minute silence of nothing more than looks, kisses and caresses. I keep lazily trailing my hands up and down her back. “The last time we slept in a foreign bed, way back in 10th grade.” “Seems like a million years ago, doesn't it?” “Sometimes.” I reply as she turns her body slightly to face me. “Did you ever think back then that we'd end up like this?” She has this unbelievably sexy grin on her face as she replies. “Hell yeah!” Nodding her head too. I'm rather surprised by her insistence. “You did?” “Mmhm, just never expected us to be squashed… “ She says pressing her body against mine, her nipples grazing my chest as she kisses me full on the lips. “…in this…small…bed.” This past weekend has been nothing short of amazing, but the stark reality of what this is or what it will become has yet to be discussed. I know that the smile on face must have wavered because she looks at me with concern evident on her face. “ Dawson ?” “Hmmm” “What's wrong?” I shake my head. “Nothing.” I reply knowing full well that I'm not convincing either of us. “So what's with the serious look then?” She asks as she traces my jaw line. “Jo…” I pause for a moment and sigh. “Let's not talk about it right now, not when we're like this.” “Oh.” She mouths as she averts her eyes from mine, lowering her head. I move my hand from her hip to tilt her chin up, so she's looking at me again. “Let's not ruin this right now. We'll talk about this in the morning.” “This is the morning!” “Well when we're both wearing clothes then.” I tell her as I rain butterfly kissed over her face. This is how it has been for us most of the night. Drifting in and out of sleep, kissing each other and making general small talk. She doesn't respond to any of my touches or kisses. I look at her for a moment as I brush a few strands of hair that have fallen across her face as a result of my playfulness, off of her face. “If you want to talk about it now, we can.” I reassure her. She shakes her head as she replies. “No, you're right. Let's not ruin our long weekend.” “You're okay with that?” “Yes!” She replies, pushing me onto my back before she slides on top of my body. “As long as we're lying in this bed…” She trails one of her hands down my arm. “…there's to be no serious talk”. As she finishes she gets this devious gleam in her eye a second before she starts to tickle me. For a moment I'm completely off guard before I go into full attack mode. I tickle her and she squeals before I roll us over, until I'm positioned above her. I pin her wrists to her waist. “Do you give in?” I ask before I kiss her hard on the lips. “Never!” Even though I hold her hands by her side I can still tickle her and she laughs as she writhes under me. “Under no circumstances?” I ask, leaning down, nuzzling her neck. v“Hmmm.” She moans as I start to kiss along her shoulder, while lightly stroking her sides. “Is that a yes or a no?” I ask her, bringing my face closer to hers. oh - thinkin' about all our younger years As my lips meet hers again, I tickle her and she laughs into my mouth. She kisses me back and manages to move her arms away from her body enough to make me stop tickling her. “Maybe” She mumbles into my mouth. “Maybe what?” I remove my hands from her wrists and slowly run one of them up her side before cupping her breast. “Maybe what?” I ask again giving it a playful squeeze. “I'm sorry; I forget what the initial question was.” She replies, laying her hand over the one that rests on her breast. “There was a question?” I ask with a grin and she rolls her eyes at me. I begin to stroke one of her thighs as I lay quick kisses on each of her eyes, her nose, and the corner of her lips. She moves one of her hands to the nape of my neck as I begin to kiss down one of her arms. Her body is perfectly still under mine, but I'm about to change all of that. I kiss her shoulder before grazing my lips against hers. “So Jo, did you enjoy watching that show last night?” baby you're all that I want “Umm, yeah.” I laugh. “That's really funny then isn't it?” She looks confused. “What is?” “I had on the home shopping network.” She opens her mouth in surprise and is about to respond as I start to stroke closer to where I know she'll be aching for me and I start to lightly sweep my tongue around one breast as I cup the other. A moan escapes from her lips as I roll her nipple between two fingers, tweaking it, eliciting another moan from Joey; I guess that's not important anymore. She must feel how turned on I am as my obvious arousal brushes against her leg. Her breathing isn't as steady anymore. I stop stroking her and remove my lips from her breast, my hands trailing up her body; I cup her face and lay my lips on hers. She parts her lips and our tongues brush against each others. oh - once in your life you find someone One of her hands still rests on my neck as I start the descent down her body again, stopping to nuzzle on the throbbing pulse in her neck and my hands move past her breasts (but not before playfully squeezing them), then her stomach before coming to rest on each thigh. I start to run my tongue over her other breast and she takes a deep breath. Joey shifts one of her legs slightly and I start to stroke her inner thigh as I shift my attention to her other breast, biting, blowing and sucking it. I try to catch her unaware by quickly removing my hands from her body and slowing dipping one of my fingers into her hot, moist center. She gasps from the surprise and takes a sharp intake of breath as I start to tease her with my fingers. and baby you're all that I want She moves the hand that was lying idle by her side towards my thigh and I grasp her wrist with my free hand. I allow her to run her hand over my erect cock. Breathlessly she moans, “I want you!” As I move her hand above her head. ***** yeah and love is all that I need I start to move my other hand towards his erection when he removes his finger from within me and catches my other wrist. I gasp and he lets go of the newly captured limb and I touch him again. He takes my hand, starts to move it up the way before suddenly letting it go. I run my hand quickly down his side, stroking his thigh before stroking his penis. His breath catches in his throat and he grasps my wrist again. Moving it above my head. I've been waitin' for so long He shifts his weight, pins both wrists with one hand and runs the other down my body. I try to move my legs, so he's positioned between them but he has me pinned in place. He starts to tease the other breast again before moving his hand over my stomach, lightly tickling me before resting his hand on my thigh. I hold my breath as he moves his hand to my inner thighs, his mouth on the other breast now as he pushes my thighs apart, his erection now brushing against my entrance. “Oh.” I moan as he enters me. His hands are now on my butt, pulling me closer to him as he moves back up my body. One of my hands is in his hair while the other rests on his ass. I want to be kissing him. He's kissing between my breasts when the dorm room door opens. “Joey, have you...oops.” Jack trails off with a look of surprise on his face. I pull the blanket closer, my first instinct to cover myself but in doing this I'm also pulling Dawson closer. and baby you're all that I want He thrusts inside me, his head now still. “Can I help you Jack?” I moan out. “Sorry. I was looking for Pacey and Dawson . Any ideas?” Jack replies, I wonder who is more embarrassed. Certainly not Dawson ! He's moved slightly and started to suckle on my neck I manage to reply, “Mmhm. Pacey, don't know and Dawson, Capeside.” He nods his head, looking amused. “Okay, I'll leave you since you're a little busy and I'll throw the lock on the door so you don't get any more interruptions.” Jack calls as he leaves the room. “Mmhm...Thanks.” I reply as Jack closes the door and he starts to thrust within me again. “Oh that feels...” He withdraws slightly and then pushes into me again. “...GOOD.” He emerges from underneath the blanket and has this grin on his face and he stifles a laugh. I pull him towards me, kissing him. I briefly wonder who it was that never locked the door, but the thought is soon forgotten as he brushes a piece of hair off of my face as his thrusts become deeper and faster. I'm getting lost in him all over again. -------------------------------------------------- |