Page 59 of When We Collide

My eyes close and i exhale a shaky breath. “On our wedding day, I made a promise to love you unconditionally and to always be patient and wait for you. If I ask you to stay, it would go against that promise to ask you to give up something that means so much to you, something you've dedicated over a decade of your life to.”

“Baby, it’s just a job,” Dean insists, but I shake my head, opening my eyes again to look up at him, I curl my fingers around his wrists.

“It’s not just a job, it’s who you are and it’s who I fell in love with. You belong up there, soaring through the skies, Captain Reyes. You wouldn’t be the man I fell in love with if you were anything but a fighter pilot.” I assert and shrug, “You need to accept it.”

Dean shakes his head, opens his mouth to speak, but I press my fingers to his lips silencing him. “It’s just a year, and you’ll have time off in-between, right?” Dean nods soundlessly. “I’m sure DJ and I can findsomethingto do to occupy ourselves out there while you’re working. I mean, they don’t call it the sunshine state for nothing, right? And, I can do with a bit of sun.”

Dean’s lips curl into a gorgeous smile against my fingers. “JJ, am I hearing right? Are you saying you’ll come with me?”

I nod, smiling. “Yes, you idiot, I’m coming with you.”

I squeal when Dean lifts me into his arms and his lips come crashing down on mine. My arms snake around his neck and I kiss him back with equal zeal. I can feel the excitement exuding off of him, and it makes me happy. This is us. Dean and I, and nothing, not even the looming unknown, can break us apart. As long as we’re together, we’ll face whatever battles come our way, side by side. In my heart, I truly believe our love is stronger than any obstacle life throws our way.

We eventually break apart, breathless and grinning like a couple of fools in love. Dean brushes his thumb against my cheek, his gaze soft and full of love. “I love you so fucking much, JJ.”

“I love you too, but if you take me all the way out there and die on me again, I will hunt you down in the afterlife and spend all of eternity making you pay in the most painful way possible.” I threaten, my eyes narrowing playfully, and Dean just laughs. The deep throaty sound reverberates through me and ignites something warm deep in my belly.

“I’ll gladly take whatever penance you’ll give with a fucking grin on my face, baby.”

Be still my manic heart. I just adore him.

Dean leans in and draws me in for a slow, deep kiss that has my toes curling and my lady bits aching for some much needed attention from my handsome soldier. When Dean’s tongue brushes against mine I let out a breathy moan and my hips instinctively rock against his groin eliciting a groan of pleasure from him. All the passionate times we’ve shared in this very room flood my mind and fuels my desire for him. The sex fog rolls in and it’s so thick that I can’t even think of all the guests and family members that are wandering around the house. The thrill of us potentially getting caught at any moment is electrifying. I want him and judging by the feel of his raging erection grinding against my pussy, he’s feeling the same.

“Dean...”

“I know, baby.” In a matter of seconds, I’m pressed up against the bedroom door and we’re kissing like two untamed animals. I’m so consumed by my need for him that my mind doesn’t even register that he’s somehow unfastened the trousers to his uniform and his hands are slipping up my dress and pulling aside my underwear.

I’ve never been more thankful for dresses than I am in this moment. “Fuck, baby, you’re so wet,” Dean pants into my mouth as he rubs the tip of his cock over my slit.

“Alpha One, you’re cleared for take-off. The runway is all yours.”

“Roger that, base command.” Dean drawls with wicked grin and presses his forehead to mine as he slowly pushes himself into me. My mouth hangs open when I feel him filling me and my walls flutter and stretch to accommodate his length. “Ahh fuck,” Dean groans gruffly when he pushes in to the hilt. That first thrust already has me whimpering in pleasure. “Shh, we need to be quiet, baby.”

Ugh, I don’t do quiet and neither does Dean. It’s impossible for us, so I curl my fingers in his hair and drag his mouth hungrily to mine. It’s the only way I’ll keep quiet. Dean’s mouth attacks mine, nipping, biting and sucking on my lower lip while he works his cock into me with short, hard thrusts. I can feel that pressure starting to build deep in my groin and my moans become louder and so does his.

I wrap my legs tightly around his hips, pulling him closer to me as he thrusts deep inside of me. As I rock my hips back and forth, we both let out a long moan of pleasure. His hands grip my hips tightly, his fingers digging into my skin as he watches me ride him with a hunger that matches his own. Sweat beads on our skin, glistening in the dim light of the room.

Dean's hot breath mingles with mine as he pants into my mouth, his words driving me wild. “Fuck baby, ride Daddy's cock just like that. You're such a cock hungry little slut and I fucking love it. I can't get enough of you.” His voice is raw and filled with desire, fuelling the fire burning within me.

My body ignites with heat as I chase down my climax, desperate for release. It's so close I can almost taste it. My heart pounds against my chest, the sound of it ringing in my ears as every muscle in my body tenses with anticipation. Dean slams his hips up into mine, grinding against my g-spot with each thrust, sending us both spiralling towards our mutual ecstasy.

“Oh God, Dean,” I cry out in pleasure, unable to hold back any longer. “I'm coming... oh yes!” With a low, primal growl, Dean pulls me closer, his body hot against mine as he commands me to milk his 'fucking cock' and make him come. My breathing quickens as I eagerly comply, my mouth watering at the thought of bringing him pleasure. As my lips and tongue work their magic against his, his own movements become more urgentand desperate. With every powerful thrust, I feel myself getting closer and closer to that sweet soul-shaking pinnacle of climax.

And then it happens; a shuddering whimper escapes me as my walls clamp down on Dean, sending us both soaring over the edge together. His growls mix with my moans as we give in to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through our bodies.

But even as my orgasm takes control, Dean's thrusting never falters. In fact, it slows to a grinding motion that only adds to the intense sensations rocking through me. I can feel every part of him as he fucks me through my release, preparing himself to empty all of his pent-up desire into me.

And when he finally reaches his own climax, I can feel it in every frenzied pulse of his cock and every trembling movement of his body against mine. “JJ,” he pants, almost breathless from the intensity of our shared rapture, as he spills rope after rope of his hot cum deep inside me.

We stay still, eyes closed, foreheads pressed together while we bask in the aftereffects of our orgasms until it slowly ebbs away. “Mm, that was the teenager in me that spent countless years in this bedroom fantasising about fucking you in every corner of it.”

“Do you think it would have been as hot as it was right now if we had been together back then?”

Dean chuckles, “Probably not, but I would have given it my fucking all.” I let out a laugh as I picture us as two fumbling teenagers attempting to have sex.

And then, the sound of Ashlyn's voice echoes up the grand staircase, interrupting our blissful moment. “Jeyla!” she calls urgently. “We have a bit of a codebrownsituation down here!A shit grenade has exploded in your child’s nappy, and he’s stinking out the joint! Get down here please... NOW!”

I groan audibly, “Your sister and her impeccable timing as always. I’m convinced the twin bond the two of you share somehow alerts her whenever we’re getting it on, because there is no way this is a coincidence.”

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