Amelia’s Debut

JC watched from the wings as Amelia captivated the audience. She was such a natural on stage. No one would believe this was the first time she’d been solo. She was absolutely “wowing” the London fans. The entertainer/producer half of him was thrilled. She deserved this success. The lover half of him was disheartened. It would happen all too quickly from here on in. Amelia would be snatched from his arms. He would lose his brown-eyed baby girl to adoring fans. His chest actually ached at the thought.

“I know this is supposed to be my set,” Amelia was telling the audience, “but I have a friend who wants to join me for the next song.”

This was JC’s cue to join her for their duet. The song was ‘Working On Forever’. A poignant melody saying lasting love took work and true commitment. He believed it was her best work to date. It was awesome – and perfect for them.

“Don’t be shy, JC.”

The fans went wild when JC Chasez joined the singer billed simply as ‘Amelia’. He took her hand and began singing the first verse. The crowd hushed as their voices blended in the loving ballad. When the last note faded, he bussed her forehead. This was for her, not the audience.

“Proud of you, baby,” he whispered for her ears only. Waving to the crowd, he left the stage to prepare for the group’s performance.

A strong arm grabbed Amelia from behind and pulled her against a familiar, hard male body.

“Smile, Ami. You did fantastic. They love you!” JC murmured in her ear.

She turned to duck her head against his neck.

“What, baby?” he asked, worried.

She shook her head.

“We’ll talk later, okay?” He hated to leave her, but he had to get on stage. Pressing a hard kiss on her lips, he called as released her, “Love you!”

Amelia let the chatter flow around her. After a concert, the guys were usually pretty jazzed. Tonight was no different. They all seemed to chatter at once as she watched London go by outside the limousine windows. Shouldn’t she be as high as they were? She made a successful debut. Shouldn’t she be thrilled?

JC stopped talking as he noticed Amelia. She stared out the window. She had never been to London, so she appeared to be taking in the sights – But he knew better. She wasn’t seeing a thing. After a while, he took her hand. It seemed chilled – and her face looked sad. No what one would expect from a performer coming off a wildly triumphant debut. He had a million questions, but they would have to wait until they were alone.

“You guys comin’ to celebrate with us?” Joey asked as JC and Amelia headed for their suite. “Amelia, you had one helluva opening night. Don’t you want to party?”

“No, thank you,” Amelia replied.

“’C?”

JC shook his head. He wouldn’t give up a single moment he could have with Amelia. “Not tonight, thanks.”

“Your loss.”

Amelia took JC’s hand and winked at her man. “Somehow, I don’t think so.”

Once alone in their suite, by unspoken agreement, they reached for each other. JC pulled her to her toes as Amelia speared her fingers into his hair. Their mouths crashed together and their tongues tangled, mating hungrily. Cupping her little butt, he brought her hard against his raging arousal.

Tearing her mouth from his, she whispered urgently, “Oh, Josh, now!”

“Baby…” He nipped at her throat then let his tongue soothe the bites.

Amelia moved her hands beneath his shirt, caressing his ridged stomach and lean ribs. Sliding up, she let her nails scratch lightly at his chest.

JC moaned softly at her seduction. She wasn’t usually this hungry and bold. Did she get thhe same adrenaline rush from performing he always did?

Taking his hand, she led him to the bed. Jerking back the covers, she returned to strip the clothes from his body. She had his full cooperation as he let her take the lead. She trailed her mouth down his neck, licking and nibbling until she reached his chest.

“Damn, Ami!” he groaned when she sucked at his flat nipples.

“Lie down,” she urged.

“Ami?—“

She gave him a feline smile. “I’ll be right there, handsome.”

JC lay back to watch her unhurried strip tease. She unbraided her hair and shook it out, making him want to run his hands through it. Slowly, she removed her shirt and bra – causing him to lick his lips at the sight of her rose-tipped breasts. Toeing off her shoes, she then peeled off her jeans and panties.

JC was practically drooling. Holding his arms out to her, he commanded, “C’mere now.”

Joining him, Amelia stretched out on top him, the heat of him searing her skin. She allowed him to pull her head down for a hungry kiss. From his lips, she made a slow foray down his torso, kissing and licking her way to his hard member. Her tongue fluttered over his sacs.

“Jesus, baby!” he moaned at her exquisite touch. This was followed quickly by a hiss of breath when her lips covered the tip of his shaft.

Her mouth sank slowly on him, inch by tortuous inch. She swallowed several times to accommodate his length.

“Oh, Ami…Oh, God, baby!…” JC fairly purred with pleasure. She had never done this before, deep-throated him. It took all what little will power he had left not to thrust up, forcing her take even more. Meanwhile, her little mouth worked on him, sucking and licking, bringing him to the brink of a blissful explosion. “Ami!” he cried out, lifting his hips as he emptied himself down her throat.

Amelia swallowed then slowly eased him from her mouth, kissing her way back up his hot body. She snuggled against him, the sexy tigress turning back into a soft kitten.

“You amaze me, baby,” he murmured, stroking her hair. “Every time I think it can’t get any better, you prove me wrong.”

She lifted her head to meet his hot blue gaze. “That’s because our love gets better, stronger.”

“That it does.” He laid her back, kissing her softly. “Your turn, Ami.”

JC kissed her lingeringly as his hands stroked and caressed her body. Leaving her lips, he feasted on her tender flesh until he lowered her head to take one rosy nipple between his lips.

“Josh!” she gasped as his tongue teased the sensitive bud. His suckling elicited a whimper. “Oh, baby…”

Switching breasts, he trailed the fingers of one hand over her belly until he reached the thatch of downy soft curls hiding her treasure. Teasing her feminine slit, he found her already damp.

Amelia watched with rapt attention as he brought his hand to his mouth and licked her moisture from her fingers. She felt a rush of heat explode between her legs.

“Sweet.” He met her gaze, questioning and asking permission.

Without hesitation, she nodded. “Oh, please…”

JC wondered if she realized what she was saying or if she was too lost in the moment to refuse. “You gave it all to me, Ami. I want to do the same for you,” he told her huskily as he moved his body between her legs. He leaned to kiss her once more. Lowering his head between her slender thighs, he found her nether lips glistening and unfurled for his exploration.

“Yes, baby,” she whispered her encouragement at his hesitation.

Tentatively, he stroked his tongue along her intimate flesh.

“Josh!” It wasn’t a protest but a siren’s call.

With her eager cooperation, he set himself to devouring her in a way she’d never truly allowed before. Damned, if she didn’t even taste different now there was no fighting back her demons. She was sweet and musky – and he couldn’t get enough. Cupping her behind, he lifted her for his feasting.

“Oh, yes!” she whimpered when his tongue fully entered her. “You do that so good…”

Working his tongue in and out, he waited until her pleasure button appeared from its hood. Flicking his tongue at it had her gasping and raising her hips for more. He sucked tenderly at the nub, occasionally teasing with the tip of his tongue.

“Josh, I’m…” Amelia didn’t know how much more she could bear – It was too wonderful! “Baby, oh, please, I—Ahh!” Wave after wave of perfect bliss washed over her.

Even after her love juices spilled, JC continued. She was simply too delicious to leave.

“I need you now,” she pleaded as she speared her fingers in his hair. “Please, Josh.”

Moving between her thighs, he slowly lowered his length into her as they both watched, seemingly awed by their totally joining.

“I’m always amazed…” he began

“…You’re so big…”

“…and you’re so tiny…”

“…and we fit so perfectly…” she concluded.

JC leaned into kiss her hungrily as he nearly pulled all the way out, then plunged back in. He did this several times, until she began to meet his thrusts.

“I love you so much, Ami,” he growled as he quickened his pace, his eyes blazing with possession.

“There’s no one else for me,” she assured him in a helpless gasp. He was dominating her , controlling her – and she was safe in letting him do so because he loved her. She owned him as well.

“You feeling me, baby?” he demanded, nearing completion.

“Yes!”

“Please, come with me, brown-eyes.” At that final moment, he allowed his vulnerability to show.

Amelia arched into him. “I am, Josh. I will.”

“Ami!—“

“Josh!—“

Their cries of ecstasy echoed together.

A moment later, JC moved beside her as not to crush her beneath his weight. Pulling a sheet over their cooling bodies, he whispered, “Damn!”

Amelia gave him a sated smile. “Uh-huh – and wow!”

“Definitely wow.”

“O-M-G?” she asked teasingly.

He chuckled. “That too.”

She smoothed the damp curls that fell over his forehead back. “You really are something, Mr. Chasez.”

“So, are you, Miss Parker.”

“I mean it, Josh. You’re so wonderful and you’ve been so very patient—“

Now was the time to get some of the answers to the questions he’d had earlier, when they sated and secure in each other’s arms.

“Ami, it went beautifully tonight. You had them in the palm of your hand. Why aren’t you elated?”

“I don’t know. I should be, shouldn’t I? You guys seemed to feed off the energy of the crowd.”

“We do.”

“I felt more like the life was being sucked out of me.”

JC tenderly tucked a stray strained of hair behind her ear. “We’re drained, too.”

“But you are drained physically. It’s different.” She shook her head, bemused at her own emotions. “I don’t know how to explain it. It’s almost like I wanted to snatch myself back as if to say, ‘No! This is me!’ Does that make any sense?”

None. JC had never felt that way about a performance. “Maybe ‘cuz your so new at it.”

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her to his heart. The crowd’s reaction to her meant the end for them. He could probably count the days they had left in double digits if he were to make a guess.

“Tell me why tonight was different.”

Amelia didn’t even pretend ignorance. “I couldn’t tell you. All I know is that this was the first time there was completely only you and I in this bed. Not once did anything but your love break through.”

And it had to happen when they were losing each other, he thought morosely.

For several weeks after her encounter with Carter, it had been tough on her. Intimacy was strained. She had needed JC more than ever; at a time his honest assurances and unfailingly love could heal her. Instead he’d become almost fatherly. When the bruises had faded, he’d had to start nearly from square one. And now this fantastic breakthrough!

“Josh?”

“Wool gathering,’ he excused himself.

“Baby, I’m scared. We’re too good now.”

“Since when can love to be too good?”

“Too good to leave behind.”

He didn’t want to give her false assurances. “I know, brown-eyes. I’m scared, too.”

Amelia’s warm, small hands trailed down his body to stroke his manhood – which responded immediately and enthusiastically to her touch.

“Ami…” he growled when her touch became a firm pumping motion.

“Too tired?”

“Hell, no!”

She nudged him to his back and came over him. “Then it’s my turn to ride,” she announced saucily.

JC grinned up at her. “I love a take charge kind of woman.”

“I know,” she replied huskily.

“They want her to stay and schmooze in London,” Johnny announced over the speakerphone. “They love her. Even Prince William thinks she’s awesome.”

Amelia was dumb-founded. She looked to JC who tried to offer an encouraging smile.

“That’s great for you, baby,” he told her.

“But I still have a place with the troupe,” Amelia reminded Johnny.

“The guys have a couple of days of promotion in Germany. You can meet up with them there later.” Johnny reminded her, “You need to do this, Amelia.”

“If I have to – I have to,” she said quietly. “I’ll shop for schmoozing clothes tomorrow, I guess.” What did one wear to such an event?

“Good girl. I’ll make arrangements for you to keep the room for a few more days and email you with the rest of the details.”

“Okay.”

“Good job, Amelia!” Johnny said as a way of ringing off.

Her eyes went to JC.

“It’s starting for you.” He hooked a hand around her neck and brought her close. It was happening too fast! He wasn’t ready to let her go. He wanted more time to hold her, to love her.

“Josh, I’m scared," she whispered.

“You’ll do great.”

“No, not of performing. I’m scared for us.”

“We both knew this day would come, Ami. The world finally saw you and they want more.”

“Josh—“

“Shh...baby. Just let’s hold each other tonight.”

“But—“

“Shh…” His mouth closed over hers gently, stopping further protest and words. This was the last night he knew he had with her – and he was going to make slow, sweet love to her. Things changed as of tomorrow. “I love you, my brown-eyed baby.”

“No!” Amelia stopped the maid as she prepared to strip the bed she had shared with JC.

“You don’t wish service today?”

“Only towels, please, for the rest of my stay.”

The woman looked at her as if she was crazy. “Certainly.” The uniformed woman put fresh towels in the bathroom and left.

Amelia sat on the bed and picked up the pillow JC had used. She buried her face in it. It smelled so wonderfully of him. Maybe she was nuts to want to keep the sheets musky from lovemaking, but it was the one physical connection she had to the man she loved and already missed. Last night he had tried to hide the way he felt. How could he hide it when she felt the very same way? This was only the beginning of constant separation for them – and in the end it would be the end of them. They both knew it. Last night, their lovemaking was something of desperation and sadness – a ‘good-bye’ before the final one.

Three days would never seem so long.

Amelia crept quietly into JC’s hotel room. Her stay in London while the rest of them had headed for Germany had been an unexpected first separation. The big and final split would come soon enough. JC had heated up the airwaves every free moment. Gazing down at him in sleep, she was struck again how young and sweet he always looked in slumber.

Undressing, she pulled her gown from her bag and put it on. She slipped in beside him, letting him sleep. She probably should wake him, but she was tired. It had been a rough couple of days for both of them.

JC woke to feel the softness and heat of Amelia in bed next to him. He wondered how long she had been there and why she hadn’t bothered to wake him when she arrived. Turning to face her, he put an arm around her bring her close.

It started with soft, nibbling kisses. When she responded, still half-asleep, he lingered. His hand went to the back of her head to hold her still for his hungry exploration. Her tiny mewling sounds of pleasure drove him on.

Amelia came fully awake when his tongue stroked hers and one large, warm hand settled on her breast, fondling her through the thin fabric of her gown. Her hands moved under his tee shirt, caressing his ribs and ridged stomach.

Tearing his mouth from hers, he murmured, “Hiya, Ami. I missed you.”

Giggling, she unfastened the cotton drawstring pants he wore and lowered them. She mused, “You really missed me.”

JC moaned as her fingers found him. “Yeah, I did.” Grabbing handfuls of silk, he tugged her gown up until her thighs were exposed to his questing fingers. Finding her wet and welcoming, he pleaded, “Baby girl, I need you.”

“Yes, Josh, please…” A scant moment later, Amelia was on her back and JC was thrusting into her. “Oh, baby, I needed this, too.”

His mouth crashed down on hers as he pounded into her. Quickly, he brought her to a shattering release, then took his own. He swallowed her cries as she did his groans. Collapsing beside her, he buried his face in her sweet-smelling hair as he sucked in oxygen.

Amelia turned to face him, stroking his damp hair tenderly. “Hey, baby.”

JC smiled. “Hey.”

“Is that what they call a ‘quickie’?” she asked teasingly.

“That’s the short name.” He grinned.

“And the long?”

“Damn-Ami-I’ve-missed-you-and-gotta-love-you-right-now.”

She giggled. “Quickie is much easier to remember.”

He touched her cheek. “I love you so much, baby girl. When we’re apart…” He trailed off. That confession wouldn’t be fair to her. It would only make it worse for her when she had to leave him.

“I know,” she whispered. Her hand covered his as she turned her face to place a kiss in his palm. “I don’t know if I can do this, Josh. Even with the phone calls and the emails, I ached, because we weren’t together.”

He tried to cheer her with false hope. He wouldn’t be the reason she failed. “It’ll be fine, Ami. You’ll see.”

“I won’t lose you, Josh.”

“We can try to hold on, Ami. I just don’t know if we can.”

“Have faith.”

“I have all the love in the world for you, baby. I’m praying it’s enough.”