True Love Tales

Old Blue Jeans


Part 4

Saturday Morning

The sun shone through the window brightly, breaking through the gap in the curtains and waking Pacey from his deep slumber. Yawning widely he rolled over, pulling Joeys body towards his.

“Morning,” he groaned, burying his head into her shoulder, planting small kisses on her skin.

“But is it a good morning?”

“When you’re naked and next to me it’s always a good morning,” he mumbled allowing her to roll over to face him and snuggle into his chest, kissing it softly.

“Well I’m glad it’s a good morning,” she said softly looking up at him. “I hate to fight,”

“For someone that hates it you sure do like to do it a lot,”

“You make me,” she fought back, sitting up. “If you weren’t so damn intent on making things perfect…”

“Well I’m sorry, I’ll try to be more insensitive for you,” he promised jokingly, pulling her back to him and kissing her lips softly, running his hands down her body and resting them on her stomach. “Hey do you know what I think would make this an even better morning?”

“I think I know what you think would make it a better morning,” she chuckled, leaning into him as he kissed her neck lightly.

“Excellent,” he smiled, leaning down to her lips, kissing her deeply.

“However,” she mumbled. “We still need to talk,”

“Talking is overrated; I mean you said last night that actions sometimes speak louder than words,”

“Yes well I spoke with actions last night,”

“No,” Pacey said, leaning down to kiss her shoulder. “You ‘taught’ me how to speak with actions… now I have to show you so you can tell me weather its right or not,”

“Well sweetheart I’m afraid that just isn’t going to happen,” she told him, removing his arms from her body and getting out of bed, slipping on her dressing gown and tying it around her waist. “I’m meeting Jen for lunch today and I don’t want to turn up smelling of sex,”

“What’s wrong with smelling of sex?” He asked, leaning his elbow on the pillow and turning on his side. “It’s natural,”

“Well I’m still taking a shower,” she told him, walking over to him and kissing his lips gently.

“Can I come?” He called after her watching her as she turned back and shook her head before heading into the bathroom and closing the door.

Joey stood in the bathroom and removed her dressing gown, stepping in the shower and turning on the hot spray. As she tilted her head and let the hot stream run over her body she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist.

“Give me some of that water woman,” Pacey requested into her ear as he nibbled her earlobe softly.

“Didn’t I just tell you that I had to shower?”

“You did,”

“So what are you doing here?” She asked, turning around to face him still in his arms. “

“Showering,” he said innocently, leaning down and kissing her lips softly, caressing her wet cheek with his hands as he pulled her closer to him.

“Showering huh?” She mumbled through his kisses, craning her neck as he kissed her shoulders. “It seems awfully like you’re trying for some shower nookie,”

“There’s nothing awful about that,” he mumbled through his smiles, holding her body closer to his.

“The purpose of this shower was cleanliness,”

“Well I don’t think you’re dirty enough for a shower yet,”

“You don’t have to be dirty to have a shower,” she reminded him turning around to escape his kisses. “You can stay but you have to get clean,”

“Well I can shower and have sex, that’s the great think about shower sex Jo,” he whispered, pulling her close to him and kissing her shoulder.

“That is true,” Joey smiled, turning her head and kissing his lips softly. She delved her hands into his wet hair, bringing his lips closer to hers as she felt his arms tighten their grip around her. “However,” she mumbled moving away from him a little. “I would like to know just why you love me,”

“You want the list don’t you?”

“Just an excerpt would do; just the top five,”

“How about I roll all of the reasons into one statement to quicken things up?” he asked,

“Wow!” Joey smiled, turning around again and grabbing the shampoo. “You’re just one hell of a Romeo Mr. Witter,”

“You’re a hard woman to please,” he whispered, “but that just makes me love you more and more every day; high maintenance is just high quality from a different perspective,”

“You think I’m high maintenance?”

“I think you’re high quality,” he responded taking the shampoo from her hands and washing her hair. “High quality, beautiful, smart, one hell of reasonable woman and you have the most beautiful hair in the world,” he whispered, leaning his head on her shoulder. “I want touch it every night, smell it every morning and wash it whenever you let me,”

“What about when it goes grey?” She asked leaning back into him

“It’ll make no difference to me. It will be the most beautiful grey hair on the planet and I’ll touch it every night when you sleep,”

“But what would happen if it all fell out?” Joey questioned turning around and wrapping her arms around his neck. “What if I was as bald as a coot?”

“Then I would call you q-ball Joey and I would polish it every single day until I could see my face in it,” he joked kissing her lips.

“Is there anything you don’t make joke about?”

“That’s no joke; if I have to polish your q-ball head every night to take care of you then that is what I will do,”

“You’re so cute when you get bizarrely romantic,” she told him kissing his lips softly. “I love shower Pacey, shower Pacey is bizarre but wonderful,”

“How am I bizarre?” He asked, pulling away from her kisses as he pushed her slowly towards the wall of the cubicle.

“Most men propose on one knee in a restaurant or with candles; Not you. You; my husband to-be, proposed in the shower,”

“Marriage for shampoo… that’s logical,”

“Ahh yes,” Joey reminisced. “I said ‘honey could you pass me the shampoo?’ and you said ‘that all depends; will you marry me? that’s a bizarre proposal,”

“Sometimes you can just be somewhere and realize that you don’t want to live without someone and that if you don’t ask them to be with you forever there and then you might never take the chance,”

“I love you, you’re bizarre and you do some crazy things; you make mistakes and you screw up sometimes, but god do I love you more than anything else on the face of this earth for it,” Joey whispered moving her lips towards his and kissing them.

“I’m glad you still love shower-Pacey,”

“I could never stop loving any part of you Pace. Every part of me loves every part of you,”

“Even the part that does stupid things?”

“Well,” she chuckled, playing with the wet hairs on the back of his neck. “If I stopped loving that part then what part is really left?”

“You just love being high quality don’t you?” He asked moving his lips towards her neck and holding his body against hers. “You just love being that way with me,”

“I love being every way with you,” she answered deepening the kiss and pulling his body closer to hers, moaning when she felt his hands on her thighs, pushing her naked body against his until there were no space between.

Joey pulled his mouth closer to hers and kissed him hungrily, running her fingers down his body slowly, tracing the contours of his wet body with her fingertips. He moaned heavily, kissing her deeper and pushing her further towards the wall as he ran his hands down her back and rested them on her ass, pulling her towards him so she could feel his excitement between her legs.

She groaned into him, begging to feel him and hooking a leg around his waist. Pacey moved his hand from its place on her ass and slid it around her hips, hovering it above the place she desperately wanted him. The heat of the shower steamed up the glass in the cubicle as they kissed intensely, holding onto each other tightly and breathing heavily through the heat. He held her body closer to his, hooking her other leg around his waist and supporting her against the shower wall, invading her mouth with his powerful kisses.

“Please,” Joey mumbled into his kisses, pulling at his hair as he kissed her deeply.

“Please what?” He teased, rubbing small circles around her clit with his fingers; it drove her insane and her moans became deeper. Unable to speak she kissed his lips deeply, attacking his mouth with her frantic kisses.

Pacey removed his lips from hers and kissed her neck, biting her skin softly as she devoured his shoulders with her lips and dug her fingernails into his back. She inhaled deeply and bit her lip, moaning at the sensation of his fingers as they moved slowly in a circular motion in just the right place. Her jagged breaths begged for more as he devoured her neck and let his fingers quicken the pace.

Feeling her moan heavily at his touch he smiled and moved his lips back to hers, kissing her softly; leaving her lips begging for more. Removing his fingers he paused for a second, staring into her eyes for a moment. He didn’t kiss her, he didn’t touch her except for the support she needed to keep her from falling, he didn’t even breathe for a second; he just stood for a moment looking at her, drinking her wet vision into his eyes

“Are you going to stop torturing me any time soon Witter?” she asked in the still moment, sliding her hands from around his back and tracing his chest with her fingers. She watched him as his lips curved into a small satisfied grin and bit her lip as he moved his mouth towards her, capturing her lips in a soft kiss

Pacey moved his hand to her cheek and caressed it with his thumb lightly, letting it slide to her neck and continue down to her chest slowly, brushing over her breast on its way to her waist.

She placed her arms around his neck, pulling his mouth closer to hers as she deepened it, letting her tongue caress his. Her fingers entwined in his hair and her legs locked around his back as she felt his hands move her body towards his, entering her deeply.

He moaned heavily, kissing her powerfully as her hips rocked against his. He took her deeper with every stroke, moving deeper inside of her every time her moan reverberated through him. Their hot kisses intensified causing him to move faster inside of her, pulling her towards him.

Joey removed her lips from his breathing jaggedly and moaning loudly; throwing her head back in intense pleasure; she shivered in the heat when his lips came into contact with her neck and kissed it deeply.

He moved his lips to the crevice of her neck and devoured it as he quickened his pace, pushing into her deeper and deeper every time. Her moans got louder and her breaths became less frequent as he brought her close, tipping on the edge of her climax that would take over her body.

Joey moaned louder, digging her fingernails into his back and letting her head fall onto his shoulder, kissing the soft wet skin as he held her body as closely to his as he could. He moaned heavily, closing his eyes tightly as he felt the pressure build inside of his body waiting for the release to come.

She held him closely, breathing jaggedly as her moans escaped her mouth desperately in response to the dizziness in her head. She could feel the edge coming; they both could, but they held on for a moment, enjoying he closeness of their bodies and the sensations only caused by being together.

Joey moaned loudly as she tipped over the edge and felt the ripples turn into a cascading currant of pleasure that took over her and moaned loudly, feeling him as he emptied himself into her with a jagged breath.

He lay his forehead on her shoulder a minute, kissing it softly, trying to regain his normal breathing pattern.

Placing her hands on his head she stroked his wet hair, kissing his forehead softly, prompting him to raise his lips to hers and kiss her slowly, caressing her cheek with his hand and tucking her hair behind her ear.

“Good morning wouldn’t you say?” she mumbled into his kisses.

“Mmm,” Pacey groaned as he removed his lips from hers and opened his eyes to look at her. “An amazing morning,”

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