*Sexual Content*

He sat upright in bed, staring blankly at the wall. The metal of the headboard was cool against his bare back, and the blankets sat tightly around his ankles. The room was dark, the muted tv sending a blue light onto his face. The house was silent. Cameron was gone for some kind of business trip, a movie or something, hell if he knew. His dogs were soundly asleep in the corner of the room, making small noises as they dreamed. His eyes got heavier with each second, until they closed. He wasn't sleeping, just simply resting his eyes. Then suddenly, they shot open. She all the sudden crossed his mind. He hadn't thought about her in forever it seemed, and all the sudden she was there, in his mind, as if calling for him.

 

Without thinking about what he was doing, he got off the bed, the noises he made causing one of his dogs eye to open, but then close again. He put on a pair of sweats over his boxers, and put a wife beater on. He walked over to the tv, turning it off, and slipped on his basketball shoes. He grabbed his keys from the dresser, and jogged down stairs. He came to a stop in front of the closet door by the living room. He hadn't opened it for about a year. It's where he put all of the stuff from the past he wanted to forget..things that reminded him of her. His former girlfriend, former lover, former love of his life. He opened the door to reveal the boxes stacked on each other covered in dust. He took the bottom one out, causing the ones above it to tumble down. He dug to the bottom of the box to find a single gold key. The key to her apartment.

 

She loved the apartment, which is why she didn't sell it after they broke up. She never asked for the key back. Maybe it was a sign that he was welcome to her whenever he wanted.

 

He walked out of the house, and locked the door behind him. He stood at his car for a minute, and looked around him. It seemed as if they world was holding it's breath. There was no sound, no movement. But then again, it was around 1 in the morning. He climbed into his truck, putting the key in causing the green lights from all the buttons to light up the darkness. He turned the radio on to the local R&B station, and drove down the rode. Even after all these years, he still remembered the way to the apartment. The tall building had only a couple lights shining through the windows. He looked up to the very top window, and noticed that her light was off. He walked into the lit lobby, and noticed a middle aged man reading a news paper. The man looked up at Justin, and took a sip of his coffee.

 

"Can I help you sir?" He asked in a scratchy, tired voice.

 

"No, I know where I'm going," He said walking towards the elevator. He pressed the button, listening to it click under his finger. The doors immediately opened since no one was around at this hour. He got in and pressed the button to the highest floor, and stood silently as it went up.

 

The doors opened, and he stepped into the hallway, looking to his left at the pure white door he use to be so familiar with. He stepped up to it and knocked, but immediately regretted it. What if he was home? Her husband. The thought of it made him sick. He had no idea how she could marry someone like him. But it was too late now.

 

No one answered the door. Should he go back? Or knock again? Against his better judgment, he knocked again. Still no answer. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the key. He spun it around his fingers a couple times, before putting it into the hole. He turned it until he heard it click, and opened the door slowly. He stepped into the semi dark room, and locked the door behind him. It looked the same since the last time he saw it. Except, of course, for the empty baby bottle on the floor. He picked it up, walked towards the kitchen and put it in the sink. He couldn't believe she had a baby...he couldn't believe she had a baby that wasn't his.

 

He walked around the furniture of the living room, and turned down the hall. Her bed room door was cracked open, and the slightest bit of light was coming from it. He pushed it open to see her sleeping figure on the bed. She was alone. She wore black basketball shorts, and a white tank top. She hugged the pillow close to her body as her hair was spread across it. He slipped off his shoes, the noise causing her to stir. He then pushed a strand of hair behind her ear, making her eyes flutter, and then open slowly.

 

She was shocked to see him standing in front of her to say the least, but the sleep made her actions slow, and made her more calm. She sat up, rubbing her eyes, and she spoke up, her voice cracking.

 

"What in the hell are you doing here? How did you get it?" She asked sitting upright.

 

"Is he here?"

"No."

 

"The kid here?"

 

"No."

 

"Good," He said pulling his shirt over his head.

 

"Why are you here Justin?" She asked, her eyes drinking in the sight of his upper body.

 

He shrugged shyly, not really knowing the answer to the question. "I don't know. All the sudden I just missed you. I had to see you."

 

"Why?" She asked confused. She thought she was the last person he would be missing.

 

"I just did," He said taking a step towards her and sitting on the edge of the bed.

 

"If you want me to leave, I will."

 

"No..of course I don't want you to leave," She said in a whispered voice. He leaned in towards her, closer, closer, until their lips met. It was slow at first, as if they were trying to remember how they kissed each other. But in a flash they remembered, and started to kiss each other more forcefully. Their tongues searched each others, and their hands roamed the others body. He slowly laid her down, kissing her while he hovered above her. Her hands wrapped around his back, and then came back around to his stomach, tracing the curves of his abs with her nail.

 

He leaned down to her neck and shoulder, kissing every inch of it. His hand searched her leg, rubbing it gently, causing her to moan out loud. He then moved his hand to her center, the circular motions he made causing her breath to stop. Even through the material, he cold feel her excitement. He pulled away from her neck, and pulled the shorts down her legs and onto the floor. He leaned down to kiss area just above her panties, causing her stomach to tighten. With one hand, he slid them off of her, and onto the floor. She opened her legs wider, silently begging him to taste her. He kissed her lightly, making her arch her hips towards his mouth. He then gave her what she wanted, and licked her forcefully. He put two fingers inside of her, and put pressure on her clit with his tongue, causing her hands to tighten around his head. "Oh God," was all she said before she came.

 

He kissed her lips, and slid his tongue over her lips, urging her tongue to meet his. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him over so she was laying on top of him. She kissed his neck and let her hand slide under his pants. She grabbed him and slowly rubbed him. His hips started to move with the rhythm of her hand. "God Brit, you're the only one who knows what I want and can do it right," he said in a low, sensual voice. She smiled against his skin and continued to wrap her fingers around him. He took her shirt off, letting her full breasts fall against his chest. She pulled his pants and boxers down, and he flipped her over. "It's so good to feel you again," He said rubbing against her. "Justin, oh God..Justin," She said licking and kissing his shoulder. "What do you want, tell me what you want," he said licking her breast. "Take me now, please," She said wrapping her legs around his back.

 

He looked into her eyes, and kissed her before sliding into her moist opening. The both moaned in unison, moving with each other. He held her hands above her head, looking strait into her eyes as he moved in and out of her. "God you feel so good," he moaned into her hair. "Oh God J," she said grabbing his backside. "More. Don't be afraid to just let go," She said gripping his ass tightly. He started pounding into her, until he moved his hips in a circular motion, causing her legs to tighten around him and for her to scream out his name. "Oh shit, I didn't know that was there," She said with a smile on her face. He did it again, making her moan from deep inside her throat. "What?" He said with a cocky grin, "Your husband hasn't touched this part of you before?" He asked doing the movement again, only going deeper. "Oh God no," She said almost losing her self control. "You know no one can do what you can," She said kissing him. He did the movement one last time, and she came. He felt her walls tighten around him, and he came too.

 

That night the slept in each others arms. They worried about no one but themselves. "It's our night," he whispered to her sleeping body.