Georgia On My Mind-Book Four

Chapter 15 - Built Up Frustration

After I close Scarlett's door and walk down the hall, I march over to him. "You want a beer?"

He looks up at me. "Yeah, I'll take one."

"Okay," I reply as I creep to the fridge and grab us each a beer. I walk back to where he sits, hand one to him, and plop down on the recliner. He takes a drink and sits it down on the coaster.

"So, you will have to catch me up on what adults like to do for fun, seeing as how I've only spent the last three years hanging out with a child," I say jokingly.

He flashes a sexy grin, scratches the back of his neck, and sits back. He crosses his leg over his knee and looks at me with eyes blazing. I remember that look all too well. My body instantly reacts to him. I cross my legs to try to calm the storm rising inside of me.

"You know I can't say what adults like to do for fun since I've been overseas a while. I can tell you it's not fun over there." He confesses.

"Oh, I can't imagine John Luke," I respond as I reach out and pat his hand.

He grabs my hand, and my body starts to tense up as I have yearned for his touch for so long. The s****l chemistry is off the chain right now. I already know what's coming, and I can't stop it even if I wanted to, but I'm a ball full of nerves right now. "You know, I have a great view from my balcony. Do you want to sit out there with me? It's my favorite place." I ask, trying to mask my anxiety.

He shrugs. "Yeah, let's go."

I get up from the recliner and open up the balcony doors to go outside. I have two fold-out chairs out there with a table between them. "Wow, this is nice. It has a great view of downtown." He says as he follows me out.

I walk over and lean my back up against the balcony railing; he walks up beside me. "Yeah, I come out here to unwind once Scarlett goes to bed. I leave the door open, so I can hear her if she calls out for me." I tell him.

He nods and takes a swig of beer. "Since when do you drink beer, Georgia?"

I shrug. "I don't know. Since I was old enough, I guess."

He chuckles. "I honestly never pictured you to do that."

"Well, you know, I'm down for whatever helps me to relax." I blurt out.

He leans in a little closer to me. "Oh, yeah?"

I swallow hard and begin to fidget, realizing I just set myself up for that one. Oh boy, why am I so nervous? I take a swig of beer and stare straight ahead to avoid eye contact. He reaches up and rubs my bottom lip with his thumb. "I have been dreaming about these lips ever since I left." He says breathlessly.

His confession causes a rippling effect throughout my body. My n*****s harden, and I feel wetness pool in my panties. I cross my legs to ease the storm brewing inside me. "Oh?" I manage to choke out.

He nods and leans into my neck, and brushes my hair to the side. "And this beautiful neck." He whispers as he brushes his lips along my neckline.

My breathing quickens as I become putty in his hands. "John Luke, are you seeing anyone?"

He shakes his head and responds. "No, you?" He asks as he leaves a trail of kisses up my neck and around my ear.

I begin to moan and lean into him. "Well, yes, but it's not serious," I reveal while in a daze.

He stops. "You are seeing someone?" He asks in disbelief.

"Kind of," I respond, trying to snap out of the spell I'm under, but his cologne is f*****g intoxicating.

"Oh! I see," he responds as he scratches his chin and stands there staring at me.

I remain still, waiting in anticipation of his next move. His face is inches from mine. He runs his tongue along his bottom lip, and I cross my legs tightly as my p***y tingles and aches for his touch at that moment. "So this guy you are seeing, does he do this?" he asks as he runs his hand up my thigh. He goes up the leg of my shorts and rubs the outside of my panties. He tenses up as he feels me.

"No," I whisper.

"Really?" he asks in shock as he looks at me in the eyes.

I nod reluctantly. 

"Does he do anything to you?"

I shake my head.

"What?!" he asks as he pulls away.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" I ask innocently.

He bursts out laughing, "You tell me you are "kind of" in a relationship, but he doesn't touch you the way I just did? That doesn't sound like a relationship to me. What could you possibly get out of this arrangement?"

I shrug my shoulders, "Maybe he is just a gentleman?" I'm not sure if I'm trying harder to convince him or myself.

John Luke snorts and takes a swig of beer, "How long have you been "kind of" seeing this guy?"

"Six months," I reply.

He begins to laugh hysterically.

"What is so funny?" I ask him, smiling.

"Georgia...sweetheart... listen... this guy has to be gay. There is no way I could keep my hands off you. You are a fine piece of ass; I mean the finest I have ever laid eyes on. No straight man in a relationship with you could ever keep from touching you after one day, let alone six months."

"Well, I don't know about that," I say defensively.

"Oh, I do. You can take that to the bank, sweetheart." He asserts.

"Oh, you do, huh?" I ask as I bite my lip to keep the laughter from escaping.

He leans in close to me. "Why don't you let me take care of that part for you since he can't satisfy you." He whispers in my ear and takes a swig of his beer.

"Well, I don't know if it would take much because I haven't been with a man since you," I confess.

He immediately spits his beer out over the balcony.

I cover my face with my hands and begin laughing at him. He smiles ear to ear and wipes the beer from his mouth, "You are joking?" he asks.

I shake my head, "Nope."

"You seriously haven't been with anyone but me?" he asks.

"You are the only one. Swear to God."

"Oh, my God! I'm speechless!" he says as he tightly grips the balcony railing and leans forward.

"What did you think I'd do, fling my cat all around town? I don't think so."

He chuckles before pressing his body to mine, "Georgia, I f*****g want you bad. I have dreamed of this for years. You are killing me right now, baby!"

He holds the railing on each side of me, boxing me in.

"Oh? Did you come here expecting to get some, Mr. Madden?" I ask jokingly.

"Never expecting but always hoping." He grins.

I can no longer restrain myself; I lunge at him, reaching up to cup his cheeks. "Ahh, you make me go crazy, John Luke!"

He leans in, filling my mouth up with his tongue while running his hands down my backside, squeezing my ass. He then reaches for the front of my shorts, fumbles with the button, and slides his hand under my panties, sticking one finger through my slit, feeling the warm, wetness of my arousal. I stick my tongue out to meet his and dig my fingernails into his back. He wiggles his finger inside of me, massaging the inner walls of my p***y as I pull one leg up, wrapping it around his thigh to give him easier access. He pulls away from me for a split second, "God damn it, woman! We better take this inside before we put on a show for everyone to see!" he says breathlessly.

Without hesitation, I take his hand and lead him to my room. We dart down the hallway and quickly rush into the bedroom. I start to close the door behind us but leaving it open just a c***k to listen for Scarlett. I put my finger up to my mouth to let him know we have to be quiet. He rushes over and picks me up as I wrap my legs around his waist and squeeze tightly. "Ahhh, what are you doing to me, John Luke?"

"I should ask you the same thing."

I lace my fingers through his hair, and he carries me over to the bed and plops me down. I cover my mouth and quietly giggle as he reaches down, yanking my shorts and panties off. Feeling self-conscious as I lay there on the bed, I pull my legs together. He kneels at the foot of the bed, lacing his fingers around my thighs as he pulls me to him. "Baby, you aren't going to spread em to give me a taste? You know I can still get to it either way." He says with a cheeky grin.

I lay there stunned as he pushes my legs into my chest and digs his face into my p***y. I yelp from the intensity and pull my legs into my chest. He sticks his tongue into my slit and rolls it around my flower. I cry out as he assaults my p***y with his tongue, and I begin to buck at him as the sensation intensifies. He holds my thighs down further and runs his tongue up and down my slit and in a circular motion covering his face with my arousal.

After a few minutes of enjoying the sweet torture of John Luke's tongue assault on my p***y, my abdomen tenses. I start to wildly buck at him as my c**t begins to pulsate. I grab a pillow from my bed, cover my face with it to muffle my cries.

After I hit my c****x, I begin to relax. He releases his grip on my thighs, and I lower my legs around him. I lean up and gaze at him with my post-orgasmic stare. "Wow! You did it to me again, John Luke!" I say to him breathlessly.

"Oh, I'm not done with you yet." He chuckles.

He stands, pulls his shirt off and tosses it, takes a condom out of his pocket, and throws it down on the bed next to me. Then he quickly removes his jeans and boxers, tossing them to the floor. I sit up and marvel at how gorgeous his body is. He notices I'm checking him out, and he casts a sly grin my way as he climbs on the bed with me. He unwraps the condom and slides it over his rock-hard c**k, before he situates himself between my legs. I lift my arms up as he pulls my tank tops off, tossing them to the ground. I'm naked and feeling exposed and vulnerable lying beneath him, so I place my arms up to cover my breasts. "No, you don't. You are going to let me see that beautiful body." He barks as he takes his hands, places them over my wrists, and holds them over my head. "Okay, baby, If you don't want to continue, tell me now because I don't know if I can stop after this point." He admits, looking down at me.

I answer him breathlessly, "No, keep going."

He leans down, leaving a trail of kisses down my neck, and palms my breast. He begins to lick and suck my n*****s. I moan in anticipation and enjoy the way his skin feels against mine. Then he sits up and pulls my legs apart. My breathing quickens as he reaches down and glides the tip of his c**k along my slit, getting it slick with my arousal. Then he eases himself into me slowly. I throw my head back as he fills me up. "You are so f*****g tight! Jesus Christ!" he cries.

I turn away from him and bite the back of my finger to keep from making a sound. He leans down and thrusts himself into me. I wrap my legs around him as he covers my mouth with his. My cries are muffled inside his mouth as he slips his tongue in. I put my tongue out to meet his, and I tighten my legs around him. He slams his c**k into my p***y so hard that I reach up, and I push off from the headboard to keep from hitting my head. We bury our faces into each other's shoulders in anticipation of the release, trying not to make a sound. I dig my fingernails into his back as he tenses and tightens his grip over me. His thrusts are wild and forceful, and my body is overcome with intense pleasure. We moan as quietly as possible as we reach the point of ecstasy.

Once our bodies relax, he stares down at me while trying to catch his breath. I reach up and run my fingers through his hair as he lays his head on my chest. Suddenly, we are startled by a light shining across the hallway. I sit up and watch the bedroom door, waiting for Scarlett to bust in and catch us. I hear the pitter-patter of little feet down the hall. Then, the bathroom door opens, and the light shines through the door opening as she flips the switch. I then hear the sound of little feet scurrying across the ceramic tile. He watches for the door with me, both of us trying to stay very still. Then I hear a humming sound coming from the bathroom. Scarlett begins to sing a tune.." You roll through life like a rolling fire... I bring the rain like a thunderstorm..." After a few seconds, I hear the toilet flush and the water to the sink turn on. John Luke looks down at me, eyes wide. Then I hear her little feet move down the hallway to her room, and her door closes. I put my hand over my mouth and quietly laugh.

"What is it?" he asks.

"She's singing Live Forever by Little Big Town. It's from her favorite movie, Forever My Girl. Have you seen it?

His eyes close tightly, and he shakes his head. "No, I haven't. I'm going to have to watch it now. She is so f*****g adorable."

"So, do you want to stay with me tonight, or is this the last time I'll see you?" I ask him reluctantly.

He stops and pauses to look at me. "Baby, you will not be able to get rid of me now. Are you f*****g kidding me?"

I lay there, stunned, while gazing up at him. He leans down to kiss me before he rolls over, pulls the condom off, and discards it into the trash. I watch as he hops up and walks to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I turn over with a smile on my face. Then it dawns on me... What am I going to do about Mitch now that John Luke is in the picture?

I lay there with a sick feeling in my stomach, thinking about it. Poor Mitch. I know he's good to Scarlett, and my family loves him. Not to mention, he has been the reason I think my business is doing so well right now. I'm dating the Senator's son, for crying out loud. Not just the son of a Senator, but the son of the Senate Majority Leader. I try to shake off the feeling because, to be quite honest, I know that there is something off with us. I don't see much of a future with Mitch other than friendship. I just don't want to hurt him; that's the last thing I want to do. John Luke struts out of the bathroom and crawls into bed next to me.

I roll over and look into his eyes, running my hands up the ripple of muscular his arms, "God, you look incredible, John Luke."

He smiles. "So do you, baby. Curves in all the right places." He says as he wraps his arm around me.

"What's the plan now? Do you want to tell everyone about Scarlett? I guess I just assumed we would since we told Scarlett today."

"Yes, we are telling everyone together. You will not be doing this alone anymore. I will go and get my things in Jacksonville and move back. I have nothing to keep me there anymore."

"I'm glad you are coming back, John Luke. I have missed you so much. You have no idea." I confess as I run my thumb over his jaw.

"Ummm... I think I do have an idea, Georgia. I've missed you like crazy. Memories of you were all that kept me going while I was gone."

I nuzzle up into his chest and breath him in, and he kisses the top of my head. "I hope you have more condoms. You done did it now. You have unleashed the beast." I giggle.

He looks down at me and flashes me a smile. "Yeah, I got more. Don't worry, beastie."

"Hey, do you think your family will be wondering where you are? Did you call them and tell them?" I ask him.

He snorts. "I'm a man; I don't have to check in with them."

"Right.. sure... I'm sorry."

"Georgia, stop worrying about everything. I know that pretty little brain is working overtime right now. Just relax and let go." He insists.

"I don't know if I can, John Luke. I worry about everything all the time."

"Well, I guess I'm going to have to get your mind on something else, huh?"

I look up at him in anticipation. He slides under the covers, moving down to put his face between my legs. "Oh my gosh! Ahhh!" I screech as quietly as I can. He spreads my legs further apart and begins to swirl his tongue around my c**t. "Ahhh! Ohhh! Yeah, I think that will work!" I say breathlessly. I bite my lip, throw my hands up over my head, and enjoy every sensation that John Luke gives me that night. We had s*x in every position you could imagine. He did things to me that night I never knew could be done. As dawn approaches, our bodies wear out, and we fall fast asleep.