Loving My Knight

My phone still in my hand as various thoughts whirl around in my head after talking to Phoenix and we didn't fight. We never used to fight til recently. I can't believe I have actually agreed to go to his place and talk things through with him. We need to do it though but I'm anxious and apprehensive. Jordan is here trying to tell me it's for the best. He understands how much I miss my best friend but I'm still hurting. Anyway, Jordan helps me with a shower which he ends up joining me. I kept splashing him with the shower head, his reaction was hilarious. I thought he only went high with his voice when he sang but now he's squealing like crazy. "I'm going to have to take these off now!" I couldn't stop my giggling. "Oh what a shame, you're usually so eager getting half undressed on stage and now you're complaining, and squealing like a girl. My bad." He's glaring at me now, with that look on his face. I bite my lip. "That's it baby, you're gonna get it now." The huskiness in his voice makes me squirm in my seat. He quickly undresses himself and puts his clothes in a pile in the corner of the bathroom.

"Do you trust me, sweetheart?" His eyes gaze into my own. Nodding knowing that I completely trust him with all that I have.
"I want you to lean back in the seat and hold onto the arm rests." I do as he says. Then his hand gently parts my thighs and he positions his leg against mine to keep my legs apart. "Close your eyes." He commands. I feel the water spraying on my body being aimed at my upper body and then slowly moving down my legs. The water is no longer spraying on me and I'm wondering what's going on. "Jordan, have you finished?" He kisses me. I hear the shower being handled. "Keep your eyes closed and stay in this position, honey." He reassures me. Then I feel the shower spraying on me again but it feels harder on my skin. It's moved so it's settled between my legs. It takes me a few moments to feel the effect it's having on me down there. I curse out loud, causing Jordan to growl. I move slightly so I'm not sitting as straight up as I was so that he can hit that spot even more.

"You like that baby? Tell me, what does it feel like?" I'm panting. I'm able to open my eyes and I gaze down at Jordan who's watching both me, my reaction and what he's doing. His eyes are dark and hooded with lust. "Don't stop. Jordan, please just there. Hmm..." is all I can manage to say. "You look absolutely stunning, Nina." I try to push myself up without compromising myself with moving the shower head being held against me. I'm yearning to kiss him and put my arms around him. Sensing what I'm wanting to do, he gives me the shower head to hold before lifting me up off the chair and sitting myself on top of him as he sits down. He spreads his legs a little and secures the shower head between his legs with the hose resting on top of my leg. Due to how he's positioned us, I'm able to wrap my hands around his member. As my fingers slide up and down his length, his hands gently cup my face. All you can hear is our rapid breathing, grunts and urging each other for more. "I need you, Jordan." I plead. He curses before telling me he needs me too. "Let me move that shower head and lift you up, but are you sure you're ready?" Not finding the words, I nod. In one swift action, he does exactly what he said. "You're so tight, baby but my god, you feel so freaking amazing." He murmurs as I lower myself down his left, his finger rubs against my sensitive bud enabling me to push him into me deeper. We spend however long; kissing, caressing and making love to one another. When we've both climaxed, with my head resting against his firm chest and his arms wrapped around me tightly as we come down from the high. We stay like this for a little while. "I love you, darling. I hope that was alright for you?" Humming into his chest unable to speak coherently, I wait until I can. Eventually, I lean back away from him. "That was incredible, how did you know about that? I want to do that again, sometime. What time is it?" He lifts me up and carries me to the door to look at the clock in my bedroom. Cursing, he walks back to the shower chair and grabs the shower gel. "We should get a move on. So let's get washed up now and get ready." Together we wash and him helping me with areas I struggle to reach, then we dry. Soon enough we're both dressed and grabbing our belongings ready to take with us to Phoenix's apartment.
When we pull up outside Phoenix's apartment complex, I struggle with my anxiety. Jordan noticing that I'm struggling, he climbs out and walks around to my side. He lifts me out and sits himself down pulling me down in his lap. His fingers gently caress my face and brushes my hair back away behind my ear. "You are going to be just fine, baby. I know it's not easy but you'll be so glad that you are giving it a chance to talk everything through with him. You're both hurting and the only way you can start to heal is to face this head on. My phone is in my pocket, okay?" He wipes a lone tear away with the pad of his thumb. "I don't know if I can do this, not sure I'm ready." He ducks his head slightly so he's eye level with me and with his spare hand, he takes my hand. "Baby, I believe in you
And every little thing you do
Every time we kiss
It always feels like this
I believe in you
Baby, I believe in us
And every little inch of our trust
Whether I'm around, you never let me down
I believe in you
Maybe I might sound crazy
For the way I feel about you
But baby, you're just so amazing
And I'm so in love, girl, with you
I believe in you." I smile as he sings one of my favourite songs that he sings to me, but he sung it in the most beautiful, soothing voice I've ever heard. "I love you, Jordan. Thank you." He kisses me lightly. "You ready, sweetheart?" Smiling, nodding. He lifts me and stands me up while he locks his car. He carries me to the apartment as it's difficult to manoeuvre my wheelchair around here.

We're greeted by Jon, who has a warm smile on his face as he waited for us. I stay fairly quiet in Jordan's arms as he and Jon chat between themselves. Jordan notices Phoenix before I do and he alerts me. I tighten my grip onto Jordan, and if I was hurting him he didn't let on. I try to hide my nerves but I'm relieved to see he's doing much better just by looking at him as he stands at his front door. He looks nervous too which makes me feel more comfortable. Then Jordan takes me over to the couch. "Are you sure you're going to be okay?" J checks with me. I tell him that I am. He tells me that he's just a phone call all away if I need him. Then he stops to say something to Phoenix on his way out. He waves and walks out with his brother leaving me here with my estranged best friend.