JC and Amanda spent the rest of the morning sipping on coffee and chatting.  She learned more about the artist he had been working with in Chicago and about his family.  Amanda shared more about her family and friends.  It was afternoon and Amanda realized she had no idea what JC's schedule was.

"I don't want to ask, but what is your schedule?  Do you have a flight?"  Amanda inquired.

"I'm on your schedule right now.  My flight is tomorrow morning.  I changed it to leave out of Milwaukee."

"How did you manage that?"

"A few texts and it was done.  And it's important to note that there are direct flights from Milwaukee to LA," JC added.

"I'm aware.  Those direct flights usually don't cooperate with my work schedule, but I appreciate that you noticed," Amanda smirked and readjusted the pillow next to her.

"So can I take you out on an actual date tonight?"

Amanda knitted her eyebrows.  "Can you just go out?"

"I love going to cities without paparazzi.  Worst case scenario is that someone asks for a picture."

Amanda shrugged and smiled.  "Okay, I'd love an actual date.  I know a great place for dinner."

"It's your city, so we'll go wherever you recommend."

"I can make a reservation; is 7 okay?"

"Perfect."  JC confirmed and sipped some water.

Amanda picked up her phone from the coffee table.  She had mostly ignored everything since JC had arrived, including many texts from Emma.  It was unlike her to go this long without communicating to her best friend.  There were several texts from Emma trying to check in; the most recent seemed nearly frantic.  She made a reservation for dinner at one of her favorite restaurants and proceeded to text Emma.

Amanda:  I'm alive, don't panic.  JC surprised me.  He's literally in my house.

Emma:  WHAT???  I'll forgive the fact that you ignored me then.

Amanda:  He showed up last night.  We're going out tonight.  Need outfit ideas.

Amanda could feel JC staring at her.

"Best friend," she stated and held up her phone.  "She thought I died."

JC nodded and smiled.  "What does she think of me?"

Amanda grinned and chuckled to herself.  "I haven't asked."

JC had been seated on the loveseat on the other side of the room, but at that moment, he stepped over to her on the couch, pinned her in place by leaning his arms on either side of her, and leaned so that he was only a few inches from her.  Amanda nearly shivered at his closeness again.

"Liar," JC quietly declared with a grin.

"I haven't specifically asked what she thinks of you.  I did let her know that you were the reason I've been MIA," Amanda retorted.  "I hope that's okay."

"Just as long as neither of you post it online."

Amanda could feel his breath against her cheek and she could feel her heart racing against her chest.

"Good thing you mentioned that.  My next move was to..."

JC silenced her by placing his lips on hers.  She wrapped her hand around the nape of his neck to draw him closer and deepen the kiss.  He moved a hand to her cheek and gently rubbed his thumb.  Amanda lost control of all thoughts as this was happening and quickly realized that she was now beneath JC on the couch.  She broke the kiss to catch her breath.

"I've been wanting to do that all day.  I got carried away, sorry," JC said as he backed away slightly.

Amanda grinned back at him and took a fistful of his shirt to draw him back down to her.  She traced his jaw with her fingertips and kissed him deeply.  Her tongue met his and swirled over and around.  This time JC pulled away.

"You should start getting ready."

Was he asking her to stop this?  She felt a pit in her stomach and blushed.

"No, honey, I don't mean it like that.  I mean, if you don't move, I won't be able to stop," JC explained with a smirk.

Amanda stroked JC's cheek and smiled.  She felt another bolt of electricity to her core at the idea that JC wanted her.

"I'll go shower.  Alone."

JC smiled and moved off of her.  "That's an unfortunate thought."

Amanda stood up, took a deep breath, and started towards the bathroom.  JC playfully smacked her butt.

"Amanda," JC said with a raised voice, "Your phone - Emma texted to wear your red dress.  If that means what I think it does, I better see you in red later."

Amanda smiled to herself and felt herself blush again.

******

While Amanda finished putting loose curls in her hair, she hummed to herself.  JC was in her shower while she was finishing getting ready.  The thought of him being in her bathroom in that position sent a shock to her spine.  Trying to push away the thought, she moved to her closet to search for a few options.  She pushed clothes aside to get to where her dresses hung.  She reached in and pulled out the red dress that Emma had suggested.  She immediately had some reservations about wearing this.  It had a rather low cut neckline which exposed her full breasts.  She had worn it once before for a friend's bachelorette party.  She gingerly laid the dress on her bed and reached back into the closet to grab a favorite black dress.  She placed the black dress next to the red on her bed.  She turned and inspected both.

She walked out to the living room to grab her phone and consult with Emma.  If she wore the red dress, it would definitely be out of her comfort zone and would need some encouragement.

Amanda:  I have the red dress and my black strapless out

Emma:  If you wear that black dress, I'll never forgive you.  This is your chance with JC Chasez.  The same JC that you've adored forever.  TAKE A RISK.

Amanda knew she was right.  She needed to stop second guessing herself.  This was her chance.  She marched back into her bedroom, closed the door, and hung up the black dress.  She retrieved a pair of nude, heeled, strappy sandals that buckled around the ankle from the closet.  She selected a pair of simple diamond studs from her jewelry tray and pushed them into her ears.  Afterward, she picked her phone up again.

Amanda:  I'm doing this.  Send prayers.

Emma:  You know you look incredible in that dress.  JC will lose his mind.

Amanda had a mischievous smile.  She knew she looked good in the dress and she did hope that JC's reaction would be worth it.  She slipped off the robe she had been wearing and slid into the dress.  She carefully adjusted the spaghetti straps and zipped herself in.  Once she had gotten her shoes on, she examined herself in the mirror.  Her dress was held up by the thin straps and had a sweetheart neckline that dipped slightly between her breasts.  The fabric wrapped tightly around her waist and ended just above her knee.  She sucked in a breath and opened her bedroom door.  Immediately, she was hit with the scent of JC's cologne and was reminded of her purpose.  She was feeling a bit more confident and sauntered down the hall and into the living room where she found JC checking his phone on the couch.  He glanced up when he heard her heels inching towards him and immediately stood to meet her.  She noted that his icy blue eyes deepened in shade as he took in her new look.

"Wow mama, you look gorgeous," JC said in a breathy tone and snaked his arm around Amanda's waist.  Her breath caught in her throat as he pressed his lips to her bare shoulder.   "Let's go or I don't think we'll get out of here."

JC was continuing to live up to his sexy stereotype.  He had called her "mama" and she hoped she would hear it many more times.  His reaction to the dress was everything she hoped for.

******

JC and Amanda shared a great meal together.  As JC predicted, barely anyone had noticed him at all.  He received a few curious stares, but no one approached.  As they exited the restaurant, JC slipped his hand around Amanda's and they headed towards the car.  They walked in silence and Amanda was content to share a quiet moment with him.  He was relaxed during dinner and the conversation was easy.  When they approached the car, JC unlocked it and opened the door for Amanda.  She slid in and appreciated how thoughtful he had been.  She expected him to close the door, but felt him lean down and give her a passionate kiss instead.  She reached her hand up and slid it around his shoulder as JC pulled away slightly and sweetly dropped a kiss on her forehead.

"That was a great official date," JC grinned and shut the door.

Amanda could feel herself tingling from his touch.

As he got into the driver's seat, Amanda gently placed her hand on his thigh and swiped her thumb.

"Hey, thank you," she said quietly.

"For?"

"Dinner, being sweet, taking care of me."

JC took her hand in his and drew it up to his lips and pressed his lips.

"I like being with you," he stated simply.

Amanda grinned and relaxed in her seat.  She still had no idea what his intentions were with her and let go of the idea.  She had really enjoyed every moment with him.  He was insightful and she was surprised at how well he could read her.  It scared her a bit that she was willing to open herself up to him after a few days.

She watched as JC turned up the radio.

"How can I get you to sing for me?"

Amanda raised an eyebrow.  "More drinks?  I used to perform all the time without any nerves, but you're on the list of people that would make me panic."

"Why?"

"I've told you before... you're one of the most talent vocalists ever.  I've seen you be a judge before," Amanda said with a laugh, "You're a tough critic."

JC chuckled.  "That's flattering, honey.  I'm not here to judge you.  I have a smoking hot girl next to me who is clearly talented, forgive me for being curious."

Amanda couldn't wipe the smile off her face.  "Someday, Joshua."

"Full name, huh?"

Amanda glanced over at him and nodded.  She had caught herself staring at him several times throughout the night.  She was insanely attracted to him.  He had worn dark jeans with a navy button-up shirt and stylish brown boots.  It was his easy, signature style these days that she loved.  JC had a way of making anything look sexy, and in her opinion, he always had.  Even when his fashion choices were questionable, he had always managed to pull off looks.

It was a short drive back to her house and JC had pulled into the driveway.  She quickly rifled through her purse to find her house keys and once JC had parked, he took them from her hand.  He exited and quickly made his way around the vehicle to get her door.  Once opened, Amanda stepped out and kissed him lightly on the cheek.  He took her hand and led her to the door which he quickly unlocked.  Amanda pushed the door open and dropped her purse on the table in her entryway.  Before she could turn, JC grabbed her hand and pressed her back against the wall.  He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer.

"I've been waiting all night to show you that I can't take you in this dress, mama."

His fingers trailed the strap of her dress and Amanda was immediately filled with desire.  She was finding it hard to catch her breath.  His hand moved to cup her jaw and she leaned in to meet his lips.  The kisses were needy and aggressive.  Amanda reached to move her hand to his neck, but he caught her wrist and kissed it gently before pinning both of her hands in his against the wall.  He used his other hand and moved it slowly down her jaw and neck as he kissed her deeply.  Amanda felt frustrated that she couldn't touch him, but had never been so turned on by anyone.  She loved that he had taken control.  She felt his fingers trace over her breasts and she nearly moaned at the touch.  He continued down her stomach and back to her butt.

Amanda broke the passionate kiss and whispered into his ear.  "Honey, I need to touch you."

JC pressed his lips to her cheek and released her hands from his grip.  She quickly snaked an arm around his shoulder and pressed the other into his back.  She leaned back in to kiss him again.  She parted his lips and caught his lower lip in between her teeth.  She released and swirled her tongue around his.  With anyone else, she had never been so forward or needy, but if this was her only chance with him, she wanted it to count.

She felt JC inch her dress up slightly and felt his fingers starting to stroke the back of her thigh.  He dragged his fingers around to the front of her leg and when he reached the inner part of her thigh, he stopped.

"We do this and you're mine.  I don't share well," he whispered into her ear and kissed the shell of it gently.  Amanda felt weak in the knees and felt goosebumps where his breath had hit.

"I don't share either.  I'm in," she whispered back in a breathy tone.

He took her hand and led her to the bedroom.  Amanda felt like she was spinning and watched as the man of her dreams stopped them at the foot of her bed.  She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and drew him in.  The combination of years of following his career, thinking he was incredibly sexy, and the fact that he had initiated this was sending a shiver down her spine.

JC had dipped his head and was dropping kisses along her collarbone and shoulders.  Amanda couldn't help but let out a small moan.  She couldn't take much more and started unbuttoning his shirt.  When she was finished, she pushed it off his shoulders, leaving him in an undershirt, and traced her fingertips along his biceps.  His arms were so toned and she couldn't wait to explore the rest of him.  She felt him slide the straps of her dress down her shoulders gently with the tips of his fingers.  It felt like fire when he touched her.

"Amanda," he said which ripped Amanda from her thoughts.  "Can I take this off?"

She grinned and turned to provide better access to the zipper of her dress.  She felt him press his lips to her shoulder blade and nip gently.  She grinned to herself and took a deep breath.  He was sliding her zipper down so slowly and she knew he was playing a dangerous game.  She felt him gently push her dress down and it pooled around her ankles.  JC grabbed her hand and spun her to face him again.

"Fuck, you're so hot," he whispered.  She was now standing in front of him with a matching black lace strapless bra and thong with her nude heels.  She reached to pull his shirt over his head to even things out a bit and she immediately ran her hands up his chest.  He reached out and traced his fingers across her bare stomach and Amanda's breath hitched.  She felt him circle his arms around her waist gently and peck her lips.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked.

Amanda was caught off guard by the question and dropped a kiss on his jaw.  "More than okay."

"You're being a little hesitant, what's going on up there?"  He gently tapped her temple and kissed it.

Amanda didn't think she had been hesitating, but she could see how her quiet demeanor was being perceived that way.  She circled her arms around his neck.

"Not hesitating, admiring.  Trying to figure out how this is happening,"

JC grinned and pressed his lips to her cheek.  "I'm reading you wrong."

"You are.  It's surprising because you're really good at reading me."

"New territory.  I'll get the hang of it."

JC took Amanda's hand, led her to the edge of the bed and gently pushed her shoulders down to force her to sit on the edge.  She watched as he lowered himself to kneel before her and felt him start unbuckling the strap on her heels.  He was so gentle and so sweet.  After he had removed both sandals, he kissed her ankles gently and started making his way up her calves and thighs by alternating gentle kisses and licks.  She was feeling fire building inside her and wasn't sure how much of his sweet torture she could take.  She watched as he pulled himself back up and stood before her.  Instinctively, she reached for his belt and started to unbuckle it.

JC chuckled.  "I like that you didn't ask."

Amanda grinned and popped the button his jeans.  He leaned forward to kiss her gently and laid her back.  Amanda moved and inched herself backwards until her head hit pillows.  She watched as JC toed his boots off and finished removing his jeans.  She could feel her mouth curving into a smile watching him come toward her in only a pair of black boxer briefs.  He had made his way to her and was leaning over her.

"Isn't it illegal for men like you to look this good?"  Amanda questioned with a grin as she traced his stomach.

"Isn't it illegal for women like you to be wearing so much lingerie in bed?"

"You don't like lingerie?"

"Love it, but you don't need it."

Amanda felt her stomach flip as she felt him snake his arm under her and easily unhook her bra.  He slid it off and dropped it off the side of the bed.  As she caught his blue eyes with hers, he started dragging his fingers down her collarbone and between her breasts.  He lowered his head and immediately caught her nipple gently in his teeth and then kissed softly.  He was driving her wild and she could feel her eyes drifting closed with the sensations he was triggering.  He repeated the action on her other breast.  As he moved, she felt him pressed up against her thigh and she could feel how wet she was becoming.  She really needed him and when he kissed gently between her breasts, she couldn't help but moan.

"Jesus, you're gorgeous, Amanda."

He was doing so much to her and she wanted to do the same for him.  She reached down and grazed her fingertips across his erection.

JC chuckled again.  "Honey, if you do that, this won't last.  Let me take care of you."

Amanda nodded as she felt him drop kisses on this stomach and to the waistband of her panties.  He licked gently over the top of the waistband.  He kissed each hip before kissing her center.  Amanda's breath was jagged now and she wanted to roll over and take him herself.  She felt electricity coursing through her.  She reached down and ran her fingers through his wavy, dark hair.  He grinned back at her and slid a finger through the band of her thong to peel it off.  Amanda lifted her hips gently to allow him to pull them off.  She could feel herself panting and her chest quickly rising and falling at the thought of what was coming next.  She felt him crawl up to face her again and slide his hands up her sides.

Amanda watched as he kissed the corner of her mouth and she reached out to circle an arm around his neck.

"I have a few rules," he stated quietly and grazed his lips over her ear.

"Right now?"

JC grinned.  "It's hard to get them out right now, but yes."

Amanda groaned and placed her hand on his bicep.  She could feel his length pressing against her center.   "You're going to kill me.  I want to..."

"Honey, I know what you want and we've got all night.  I promise to make you feel good," he said as he licked right below her ear.  "I didn't know you were so impatient."

Amanda slid her hand and slipped a finger inside the band of his boxer briefs.  "I am very impatient and I'm the only one not wearing anything."

"Not for long, I promise," he whispered and kissed her deeply.  Amanda shivered; the sensation of being so close and so far from him was taking a toll.  He reached down to her breast and rolled a nipple slowly between his fingers.  Amanda moaned and JC smirked.  "Okay, rules.  You always come first."

Amanda could barely focus on his words as she could only focus on the things he was doing to her, but managed to nod.  She felt her hips rising to meet his and started to grind against him slowly.  She knew she could also play this game.

"Fuck the rest of this, I want you."  He leaned and kissed his way back down between her legs.  She felt him start to trace her slit with his finger and slide gently in.  She could feel her eyes shutting and herself gasping.  He had found her clit with his thumb and he added another finger inside and was alternating.  Amanda could feel the waves starting to crash over her; she knew that the buildup was more than she could take.

"God, mama, you're so wet for me."

That was all she needed to hear before she began to clench around his fingers.  He applied a little pressure to her clit as she lost control.

"Shit, baby," she panted and moaned loudly.

He continued to slide his fingers in and out as she completely finished.  He withdrew them slowly and she grabbed his arm to pull him up to her.

"JC, I need you right now," she whispered to him before passionately kissing him.  No one had ever made her come that easily before.  His voice was velvet and his slight dirty talk sent her over the edge.  She reached over to her nightstand and produced a condom.  No words were spoken between them as he got on his knees, pushed his boxer briefs down, and kicked them off.  Amanda rose up to meet him and pushed him back down to a pillow where she landed on top of him.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked as he pushed some hair behind her ear and kissed her cheek.

She ignored him because she wanted a chance to explore him as he had done with her.  There was no doubt about it, he was massive and she immediately wanted to play with him.  She pressed her lips to his and started kissing and nipping her way down.  She licked a nipple with the tip of her tongue and traced her fingers behind.  When she reached his cock, she wrapped her fingers around and slid down.  Her mouth followed and she heard JC groan.  As she came back up, she dragged her tongue to the tip and felt him shiver.  He was so hard and the idea of him being inside her made her more wet.

"Amanda, baby.  Come here."  Following his command, she crawled back up to him. 

"You're so sexy," he breathed into her ear.  "You weren't supposed to do that." 

She rolled back over and kneeled beside him to tear open the condom wrapper.  She produced and gently slid it over him.  She watched as his breath hitched.  When she was finished, he gently pushed her backwards and her head hit a pillow.  He leaned over her again and kissed her deeply as he slid into her.  Amanda sucked in a breath and moaned loudly.  She wrapped her legs around him to allow him to get deeper.

"Baby, you're so tight and perfect."

Amanda whimpered slightly as she felt him thrust into her and slowly back out and repeat the action.  Her eyes rolled closed at the pleasure.  He lowered his hand between them and circled her clit again.  The sensation drove her wild and she knew it wouldn't be long before she was collapsing around him.  She felt him gradually start thrusting harder and faster and she was matching the rhythm with her hips.  She felt her abs starting to tighten and she tried to focus on not ending everything so quickly.  She wrapped her arm around JC's neck and met his lips with hers.  He stopped circling her center and started rubbing gently.  Amanda immediately pulled her lips from his mouth.

"JC, please," she whispered desperately.

JC leaned down and brushed his lips across her temple.  "Let go, Amanda, come for me."

She felt him thrust deeper and apply some pressure to her clit with his finger.  That instantly sent Amanda over the edge into the most intense, long-lasting orgasm of her life.  All she could do was scream out and let the sinful sensation course through her tensed body.  As she was riding the waves, she heard JC grunt and follow her into climax.  She lazily kissed him as he came down from his high.  When they were both finished, he kissed her sweetly and laid down next to her.  She rolled to lean her head on his chest.

"Amanda."

Amanda looked up at his icy blue eyes and pressed a kiss to his chest.  He wrapped his arm around her and gently stroked her back.

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm barely forming thoughts, but you're amazing and I don't want you to leave," she stated quietly.

"I don't want to leave either.  You're amazing," he said as he pressed a kiss in her hair.  "How often are there flights from LA to Milwaukee?"

"Every day."

"Good."

Amanda nuzzled tighter into his chest at the thought.  It had been a really long time since had felt as content as she did at that moment.

******

The next morning Amanda was awakened by JC's alarm and was hit by a pit in her stomach.  She knew that he was leaving and she wished she had more time.  She had her back up against his chest and she felt his hand slide down her bare thigh.  He kissed her back softly and Amanda let out a small moan.  She knew now what he was capable of.

"Don't make noises like that or I won't be able to leave," he whispered into her ear.

"Then don't touch me," Amanda chuckled quietly.  "Do you have to go?"

He pressed a kiss into her shoulder and gently pushed her on her back.

"You have work, I have work," he replied.  "We're going to figure this out."

Amanda felt like she was holding back tears.  JC had entered her life so unexpectedly and she hated the feeling that there was no plan, no roadmap.  She nodded while he swept his lips across her cheek.

"This is my life.  I would meet someone great who lives halfway across the country," Amanda whined.

JC smiled down at her.  "You're great.  This is new, but we'll do this.  Isn't this why they have advanced technology now?"

"Says the man who created digital sex," Amanda said with a grin.

JC laughed.  "It was the future, baby.  I didn't create it, I just wrote about it."

Amanda reached up and ran her fingers through his hair.  "Haven't you heard the joke that you invented the internet?"  Amanda grinned again.

"You're not being serious," he said as he raised an eyebrow.

Amanda laughed and started to make her way to the edge of the bed.  "I'll show you someday."

"Where are you going?"

"To make coffee and to make sure you don't miss your flight."

JC wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back down to him.

"We have a little time."

He slid his hand across her stomach and kissed her deeply.  That was all it took for them to repeat the actions of the night before.