I want her all to myself; no sharing, no returns, no refunds, no replacements.

I want everything that comes with Journee. She's the ultimate high and I can't get enough.

With her nails, she leaves the same kind of scratches on my back that she did on the jet ski trip. The only difference is that it turns me on now.

Mix that with her begging and pleading for me to give to her and she's got me rock hard.

We're trying to find our way to the bed but struggle because we don't want to separate from each other.

I just want to rip that sexy ass dress off of her. From the moment I saw her walk in, I've been waiting for the right moment to devour her. Why do you think I kept kissing her at the lounge?

Well...actually nah. Scratch that. Not only did I want to jump her bones but I wanted to feel her on a much deeper level than just sex; read past Journee the Guard and see what's up with Journee the Lover.

Or Journee the Freak, at this point.

"Oh my...fuck!" Journee hollers out as her hands move around my head. I eye her chest growing and falling with each deep breath. Her facial expressions and lip biting are the best part in all this.

Speaking of chest, I was able to get her dress off and wondered what the hell was on her chest. Watching her stand there in her own skin had me mesmerized but that tape had to go. She warned me to go easy with it but I just let her take it off while I moved to other parts of her body.

That's how we got to where we are now. This is after she got the tape off and her chest was free.

Her hands brush over my ears and her thighs take hold of my entire head afterwards. As soon as that happens, I lose control and dig my tongue inside her already wet slit, mistaking her for a delicious meal.

Licking and sucking on her flesh got me groaning and grunting. She's an aphrodisiac, putting me in a trance and stimulating every part of my body. She knows how to turn a guy on.

My dick is aching, throbbing as I move my lips and tongue up the inside of her thigh. Leaving delicate bite marks on her skin, I expose her drenched core and contemplate going back in.

Instead, I leave a trail of kisses and connect my lips with hers. Once we fall into a deep kiss, my dick hits her clit and she moans in desire. I'm ready to put it in.

"Tripp, I don't know why I'm saying this, especially now, but I want you so bad."

Her breathless words make me smile and her pleading eyes have my heart beating out of my chest.

Yeah, I want you too. Now, let me have you and you can take all of me.

I'm about to put myself inside her until we check each other out, especially each other's eyes. We pause in this moment and smile at each other. There's something going on and I think we both don't know what it is but we like it.

I'm hovered over her, ready to give it to her, but something else is changing my mind. Studying her put me in a moment and I am feeling it. My forehead falls against hers and we continue looking at each other.

"What made you stop?" Journee asks, smiling as a way of saying that she knows exactly what she wants to hear.

"Someone once said that 'the eyes are the window to the soul'. I believe that means we're making love, right now, by just looking at each other."

"I believe you're correct."

Her smirk grows as I sit back and just watch her sit against the headboard. Her skin's exposed, glowing from the illuminating ceiling lights.

"I want to just sit here for a minute or two. I love what I see." Journee expresses as she moves her fingers against my legs.

As hard as I am and as much as I crave her release, her wish is my command. We're sitting opposite ways of each other, my feet near her hips and hers close to mine.

I'm sitting here with a hard rod but a thrilled heart. Masturbation nor intercourse could beat this interaction with Journee.

Looking up at her, Journee rests her head against the headboard again with her some twists all over her head, her bun barely holding up, and her naked body spread all over half the bed. Watching her live in this moment gives me all the pleasure I need because she's comfortable in her own skin. It's sexy.

"What are you looking at, boy?"

Her hand slides up my hairy leg and I feel the warmth from her hand. She's on fire right now and that's got me feeling some type of way. Her sweet, warm energy was something else.

"It's just you. You look so secure in your own skin. It's absolutely beautiful."

There goes that gorgeous smile that makes the blood rush through my body. Her giggle is contagious but she chills out and run her hands through her hair.

"Tripp, how the hell did you get through to me? How in the world did you capture me the way you did? I'm worried because I feel this way and we don't have long until I have to go back home."

"Four days, to be exact. I've been counting."

Though she finds that cute, I can't help but feel confused. My eyebrows furrow at her question because I thought we already talked about this.

"Yeah, and that's been on my mind. Even though we agreed to go with the flow on this, what if the flow goes a different way and we don't see each other anymore?"

These worried eyes scare me and I have no idea what to say.

"Well, if we focus on these 'what if's, we won't get anywhere, right? I think that-"

"Tripp, I have feelings for you. Okay? I want you in all the ways I can have you and I haven't wanted anybody like this in so long. I was too scared to be with anybody but this brushes that fear away. It feels right and I want to continue this relationship once I leave. You've seen the best part of me."

Again, confused but I just go with it. My hand moves across her leg as she opens up to me about her love life. She's barely had any dating experience, which is something I could relate with her on.

As I massage her thighs, she ends her confession with "This world is so cold, so selfish, and dangerous. It's hard to trust anyone in a world filled with so many selfish people, willing to do anything to make themselves look good...even push their partner into the dirt."

Her eyes plead for me to save her somehow. The way she looks at me...the cutest brown loving eyes makes me want to say something stupid again.

This is how Journee makes me feel. Never, in my life, would I tell someone that I wanted to fight bad bacteria in their body. That was me going off some high school Biology knowledge but it came from the most dependable organ in my body.

I take her hand and hold it tightly just to say something stupid again.

"Your love and trust are weak by themselves. When the two come together, they're like covalent bonds in your DNA. They're super strong."

Journee gives me this crazy look before dying of laughter. Hearing that laugh makes me surrender to her. Anything to throw a smile back on her face again.

"Never say that shit again, Tripp. You big ass nerd."

I want the same things she wants and I'm guessing she just needs some confirmation that I'll still be there for her after this vacation. She has me gone and I just need to fall into those feelings; be more direct about them.

Here I go, saying the same stupid shit again.

"I want to hold your heart in my hands and protect it, make you feel even warmer than you did in your past. You've got all of me as long as you want me." I say as my other hand moves up and down her leg slowly.

My goal is to please her this evening and I feel that I've partially done that. I want her to be out of her element and live in her own fantasies for a while, witness what being out of the real world looks like. I want to show her my world even if it's just for tonight.

My hands are eager to touch her skin, tempted to massage every inch of her body as my words stimulates her mind and relaxes her nerves.

Speaking of my words...

"Tell me how close you want to be with me again."

My eyes look up to hers as I see a lustful look appear in them. She wants me to repeat that last-minute, off-the-top-of-my-head, silly poem?

As I said before, her wish is my command.

I move on top of her and our lips come together, move in sync, with clear intent. We want more than just sex and dating. She's my sanctuary, my home, my comfort zone. This is what I want forever.

Reciting the first and second line of the poem, I'm leaving those delicate kisses on her skin, knowing how much she loves them and seeing how her flesh reacts to them. The goosebumps, the tense joints, all of it.

"Say it again."

I repeat the same words over and over again, saying them until she tells me to stop.

This is what she wants and it turns her on so much that she opens herself up to me physically. This time feels completely different from the last because it was out of love for each other, confirming our feelings for each other.

We want each other. We need each other. We have each other for as long as we can have each other. I was perfectly fine with that.

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Heeeeeeyyyyyyyy everybody!

Well, that's the end...

Of another chapter! Lol we still have more to go!

But until then, tell me what you think? Do you believe Journee and Tripp will stay together? Will something happen to tear them apart before Journee leaves?

Who knows?

We are getting closer to the end though so yeah.

Have a great weekend and I'll see ya on Wednesday!

Love ya!