Chapter Twenty

When I get back to Jay’s bedroom, I throw open the door but Mitch doesn’t wait outside like last time.

“Akira, clearly something is wrong. Tell me,” He insists.

“I can’t sit here and let Jay get hurt.”

Mitch crosses his arms over his chest as I pace, despite my shoulder pain.

“What are you talking about?” Mitch questions.

“He’s going to confront Will… and I don’t want him getting hurt. Will will try if he doesn’t uphold his end of the bargain. And he wouldn’t agree to meet unless he had some major backup. I don’t want Jay to get hurt,” I ramble.

“He will be fine,” Mitch attempts to reassure me.

“Stop saying that. Those words are meaningless to me. You can’t know that and I won’t sit here in this fucking tower like some damsel in distress. I will do what I have to in order to get peace between you all.”

“I can’t let you do something reckless.”

I realize it’ll just make things worse if you go into detail, so you move to the bathroom door.

“I want to shower. Could you leave?” I reply dryly.

Uncertainty passes Mitch’s expression before he nods and sighs, leaving me to my racing thoughts.

Now just how to get out of here without getting caught? I don’t know how I will pull that off. Unless I steal a car and drive it myself.

Fuck.

The rest of the day goes by uneventfully, I end up not putting on my shoulder brace to test out my shoulder. Pain still radiated through it, but I can manage. Jay is immersed in his plans which he keeps secret from me, but I’m unphased because I’ve decided that tonight I am going to go to Will. Way before the meeting.

It has to be done.

I’m nervous when the sun finally goes down and Jay enters the bedroom. I hope he can’t tell that I’m uneasy as he moves to the bed and peers down at me laying there.

“It’s been a long fucking day,” He admits. I bite my lip, admiring his powerful stature for a moment.

“Make love to me, Jay,” I request with wide eyes. He frowns.

“No. N-not while you’re injured.”

I don’t want to beg him, but right now, before I betray him and put myself in harm's way, I want to feel him inside of me one last time.

“Please? I need this. More than you could know. Make love to me,” I urge him and he closes his eyes. His hands tighten into fists down at his sides.

“I don’t want to hurt you anymore, Akira. I hate myself for what I did in the beginning,” He says, his voice husky with guilt.

“Well, then make it up to me and kiss me.” I sit up and his eyes open.

“Akira,” He warns. I bite my bottom lip, praying he will cave just this once. Hoping he won’t hold back at this moment. When he lets out a sigh and moves towards the bed, he climbs onto the bed and hovers in front of me. He strokes my skin softly.

“Why don’t you ever fucking listen?”

I grin.

“I’m not sorry,” I reply, with a cheeky grin.

With that, he kisses me with the force of a man who’s afraid to lose me, who’s willing to give up everything just to have me. I kiss him back equally as passionate, afraid to let go of his shoulders as he hooks his fingers into the waistband of my pants to pull them down my thighs.

I have to help him a little to free them from my legs but once they are, he lowers his head between my thighs.

“Oh, Jay!” I moan his name repeatedly as his breath greets my core first, followed by the velvety feeling of his tongue which glides up my slit.

“Don’t stop,” I rasp wildly as he expertly drives me wild. His tongue works magic between my thighs until I feel my stomach muscles clenching as I get close to an orgasm, I hadn’t expected to build this quickly.

“Oh my god… I can’t believe I’m—” I gasp. “I’m already… coming! Jay!” I cry out when I come from his tongue. I scoot down when he rises so that he can hover over me. I admire how he is careful to avoid the shoulder that is injured as he undoes his pants and frees his cock.

“Jay, I—” I swallow nervously. “I love you,” I admit, his expression becomes guarded for a moment as he registers those words. My heart begins to race the longer he stares at me and remains silent until finally, I can’t bear it so I thrust my hips to grind myself against his throbbing member.

“Make love to me, please?”

I grab ahold of his length and position it at my center which causes him to tremble before I push my hips down to capture the head of it.

“Just don’t think right now. Let me lose myself in you.”

He swallows and with one powerful thrust, he enters me, and we both simultaneously. The feeling is exquisite. My body vibrates with pleasure as he stretches my insides wonderfully.

What if this is our last time?

He thrusts fast and hard as if he’s lost himself after hearing me speak those words. He fucks me like he wants to break me as he is broken himself. I take every thrust as it amplifies that need inside of me.

“Oh, Jay! Yes!”

“Fuck, Akira. I…” He grunts, delving as deep inside of me as he can.

“Don’t stop! Please don’t stop. Fuck me!”

“You’re fucking perfect for me,” He groans, before moaning my name and the sound is a symphony on his lips.

I love the way he says my name with such passion.

Absolutely love it.

I thrust my hips back against him to meet his rhythm until I feel that familiar tightening in my gut.

I’m going to come!

“I’m close!”

“Give it to me, Akira. Come for me. Give me your pleasure,” He demands huskily and that’s all I need to hear to come undone. I come hard, my inner walls milking his length desperately.

“Oh god! I’m coming!” I cry out, and a few more thrusts have Jay orgasming right along with me. I cling to him as I float back down from the high of my orgasm. He places a kiss on my lips before he rolls beside me. I fix myself, aware there’s this thick cloud of tension surrounding us.

Oh god, why did I have to tell him I love him?

I sort of want to take it back.

I feel like I’ve offended him, almost.

After a few minutes of silence, I look over, ready to address Jay’s silence about earlier but he’s already asleep.

I won’t wake him… I can’t now. Not when I have to do this.