"I don't think I could wear a white jacket."

"Why not?" Kylie says over our facetime call.

"Because I'm a mother of three," I told her.

White cloths plus kids equal no bueno.

"Anyways you should at least include a few white designs. Women will wear anything designed by us which I enjoy but it's more pressure on us."

"I agree. I will get back to you once I have all the designs ready." I smiled and she does too.

We both chat about our life for a little bit and then I hung up to go get myself lunch.

I felt so alone honestly. I would usually have the twins eating with me right now but sadly they're with the grandparents.

I heard the door open and close and I just don't do anything because I only know two people who have the key to my house and the gates which is Jackie and Dylan.

"Dylan?" I asked. No one answered.

"Jackie?" I called out. No answer.

Okay now, this is creepy.

I grabbed my bat that was behind the refrigerator and walked slowly towards the living room.Okay, there's nobody there.

I went up the stairs slowly and into Sol's room. No one.

Man, if you're gonna kill me you might as well now. I'm too lazy for this shit.

I searched the bathrooms, Bodhi and Journey's room, my office, and no one was there.

The only room left was mine.

I opened it slowly and saw a figure standing there looking at the pictures of the wall.

"Excuse me, do I know you?" I stuttered.

The figure turns around and I dropped my bat. I covered my mouth and I felt tears running down my cheek.

"Jax?" I asked. Tears filled his eyes and I run over to him.

He embraces me into a tight, warm hug. I missed his touch so much.

No, this isn't real.

I pulled away, "Are you real? Are you really here?" I asked patting his face, his arms, and his chest.

Wow, he is... uh... muscles.

"It's me Brynn. I'm here." He smiles softly. His under eyes were dark and dull and a scar on his jaw. He still looks beautiful.

"Where? How?" That was all that came out of my mouth. I couldn't stop crying.

"I'll tell you later. I just want to hold you now for one last time." He whispers.

"One last time?" I asked, softly but he didn't reply just holding me in his arms.

We stood there hugging each other for about fifteen minutes. I had my arm tightly wrapped around his torso, not trying to let go ever again. He had one arm wrapped around my waist and the other was on my head.

I pulled apart first because my legs were getting flimsy. I shouldn't have skipped leg day this week.

"How are you?" I asked caressing his cheek.

"I'm happy because I got to see you." He caresses my cheek back and I leaned more into his touch.

"How did you escape?" I asked.

"I wasn't the only one under there. There were tons of guys he kept prisoners. I got out first and helped them all. Ray found out but it was too late because we all managed to get out of our rooms. It was all of us against him. We had knocked him unconscious and ran."

"Wait then how did Ray get on the side of the road?" I mumbled to myself. With his penis cut off.

That's what that bitch deserves.

"I don't know." He answered. "I just ran as fast as I could when they all went for him."

"Well, I'm glad you're safe now." I combed my fingers through his hair.

"Me too. I was gonna come see you first but I was so messed up so I went to my mom's to get cleaned up." He tells me and I just smiled.

He was home again.

I felt my eyes water again.

"I miss you." I wrapped my arms around him and he does the same.

"I miss you. More than ever." He whispers.

I looked in his eyes and then down to his lips.

I know he just got out and probably injured and all but I haven't had sex in five years and I'm horny. I crave for his touch more than anything....even food and that says a lot.

Shut up Brynnley, he just came back you horny fuck!

Shut the fuck up subconscious.

I leaned in closer but he moved away.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You're with Dylan, we can't do that." He mumbles looking down.

"With Dylan?" I asked confused.

"Aren't you and Dylan dating? Engaged?" He asks.

I burst out laughing. The mood swings, sorry. "Oh no no no nooo. Dylan has a girlfriend but it's not me."

"Really? But Ray told me—"

"Babe, why would you believe Ray?"

"I d-don't know." He looks down with a confused face.

"What else did he tell you?" I asked once I stopped laughing. I think I'm pregnant. One minute I'm crying the next I'm laughing.

Hehe, I'm most definitely not pregnant. It's just the hormones.

"You graduated a year ago, a successful businesswoman, Journey is in kindergarten, and you and Dylan were engaged." He says. "He even showed me pictures."

"Everything but Dylan and I being engaged is true. If he showed you pictures of us hugging it's because I asked him if they had any clue where you were and he'd say they're getting close. I'd cry and he would just comfort me. He kept his promise to you." I can see he has a hint of happiness in his eyes.

"So you're still mine?" He grins a little hint of glimmer in his eyes.

"I've been waiting for my man to come back to me." He places his hand on my thigh.

"Good. I could finally do this."

"Finally I've--" He crashes his lips onto mine and tangles his finger in my hair.

He leaves a trail of kisses going from my lips to my neck.

He hits my soft spot causing me to moan. Ah, he remembers.

"I miss you so fucking much." He growls.

He takes off my bra and rips off my panties. Well wow, would you look at that strength.

Am I drooling right now?

"Are you hurt? We could slow down." I said pressing my hand against his chest.

He smirks, "I want you and nothing is going to stop me." He crashes his lips onto mine again.

He moved to my neck, down to my boobs sucking and playing with my nipples. He continues to leave a trail of kisses down my stomach. He spreads my legs, thankfully I waxed yesterday.

"Beautiful." He mutters kissing my inner thigh.

His finger grazes over my clit, making my toes curl.

I haven't been touched in so long, every little time his hand touches my sensitive areas it makes me feel so good.

His fingers move up and down my folds before he replaces them with his tongue.

"Fuck Jax." I tangled my fingers in his messy hair making him release a soft moan.

Oh, how I miss that sound.

"Baby, you taste amazing." He grunts sucking on my bud making my insides go absolutely insane.

Without warning, he pushes his finger inside of me. "Oh my." I sighed arching my back.

His tongue continues to flick my clit while his fingers slide in and out of me.

He stops right before I was about to climax. He goes back up placing his lips and mine.

"I miss you so so fucking much." He whispers dangerously.

"I miss you." I moaned out. He takes off his pants and boxers positioning himself at my entrance.

"Ready?" He asks.

I nodded with a smile. He slides himself slowly inside of me filling me up. Once he's fully inside he pulls out slowly before pounding himself back in.

"Shit baby." He groans gripping onto my boob.

He continues to plunge himself in and out of me, his grunts and my loud moans fill up the room.

He lets me climax first, before pulling out and releasing his juice onto my belly.

We both lay next to each other catching our breaths.

"Again?" He asks looking over at me.

"Fuck yeah," I answered in an instant.

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published: march 11th, 2021

If my smut ain't the best, it's because I've never got to experience that shit yet soooo anyways....

Question: Big Time Rush or The Jonas Brothers?

Now the Jonas brothers are good but Big Time Rush hits so so so different. My dad took cable away from me when I was younger because I'd rather watch Big Time Rush then do my homework. I'd do it again.

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