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Date Posted: 21:05:11 10/26/02 Sat
Author: Tiffany
Subject: The Sweetest Taboo: Part Two

Okay, so...people have been telling me that they thought Up Against The Wall and The Sweetest Taboo were seperate stories. I'm so sorry for the mix up. They are the same stories centered around Reagan, hehe. The next and last installment of this series will be called Should've Known Better and Until I Find You Again. Once again, so sorry for the mix up and enjoy!

~Tiffany

The long drive to the outskirts of Orlando was spent mostly in silence except for the whipping sound of wind searing through the car and the light hum of the jazz station. Reagan seemed to be content with the silence so JC didn�t disturb her. He constantly observed her. The way her auburn hair seemed to blend with the strong wind, the way her legs uncrossed and re-crossed. He always imagined himself with a woman like Reagan. Classy and sophisticated yet extremely sexual. She looked as if she was taunting JC into touching her.

Reagan could feel JC�s eyes on her but she felt no reason to react to it. The cool breeze had captured her and was bathing her with its touch. She licked her lips against the wind and smiled. This reminded her of something. Something sensual and uninhibited�like a song. And as this crossed her mind, she felt words flow out of her mouth easily.

�Cool breeze caresses my face
Before it leaves me without a trace
With sweating brow and mysteries
Lovers cry though history
Now I know what the fuss�s about
The forbidden spell of the south�� Reagan flowed as she inhaled the salty air

�What�s that?�

�A lyric I just made up�

�So you DO write� JC observed

�Only when I have inspiration�

At long last, JC�s estate came into view. She smiled when she saw that he�d turned the five acres she sold him into lush trees and gardens. When she�d showed him the area three years ago, it was almost bone dry and the trees were badly over grown. She was reluctant to sell it, but when JC saw the old abandoned chateau style house, he fell in love with it.

�Josh, it�s beautiful! Truly it is!� Reagan exclaimed as they passed through the ivy covered iron gates

He explain that he hired landscapes for the gardens but had to approve every plant on the grounds. She felt as if she�d gone to a new country as JC drove over the crunchy road gravel. She could smell the herb gardens thick with lavender and chive buds. Finally, they pulled up to the house, which JC had thoroughly restored to beauty. The once filthy gray stone exterior now glittered against the full moon glow.

When they entered the house, Reagan gasped. The hallway floors were a brilliantly shined and waxed cherry wood. Instead of a clutter of artwork lining the walls, simple Japanese drawings. The color scheme of the first floor seemed to be rich greens and grays that blended with the outside. They took the food into the kitchen where they set up shop at the small two seated breakfast table.

As soon as the bags were open, Reagan tore into her chili fries like a homeless person eating her first meal in weeks, eating three and four at a time. Halfway through the order, she looked up at JC who was staring at her having only eaten three bites of his sandwich.

�What? Only guys are supposed to eat this fast? I hate being prim and proper all the time�

�I think women have the right to eat fast but�I�m concerned about your health, you might choke� JC said biting into his sandwich

�Believe me, I�ve had much bigger objects rammed down my throat, I think I�ll manage� Reagan said nonchalantly. JC choked on his sandwich with wide eyes

�Okay�just eat your food before I choke�

After their meal, JC and Reagan decided to go straight to bed. He showed her to her room explaining that he�d gone with themes for the each of the bedrooms. There was the rain room, celestial room, a meditation room, and his bedroom themed like a rainforest. As soon as she saw the meditation room, she knew that�s where she wanted to sleep.

The walls were a soothing shade of red, with Indian and Tibetan artwork freely hanging from them. The adjoining bathroom resembled an Indian terrace with deep gray and maroon chairs. As soon as she saw the large whirlpool bathtub, Reagan decided to take advantage of it. JC agreed to bring her some fresh clothes to sleep in, but she explained that she�d rather sleep naked.

�Okay, whatever, I�ll just take your clothes downstairs to the laundry�

�Alright� Reagan said walking into the bathroom �Do you have a robe for me?�

�In the linen closed behind the door�

A few minutes later, Reagan came out of the bathroom wearing a taupe robe with her clothes neatly folded in her hand

�Thanks for letting me stay over, I really didn�t feel like driving all the way back to lance�s house�

�No problem. Besides, I like having the company� he said taking the clothes

�You should get a roommate Josh, there�s no reason to be lonely�

�I need to learn to be alone. It�s not an easy business, but it must be done�

�I agree, but you shouldn�t have to be unhappy. Being lonely�it leads people into making bad choices and getting into bad friendships and even worse relationships. Even if you think you�re in love with the person� she sighed and took her hair out of its ponytail �You realize that you�re in love with who they used to be. You just don�t want to be alone�

�And you do things that you wouldn�t ordinarily do� he said draping his arms over her shoulder �I respect you Ms. Reagan, you have a lot of class�

Reagan sat on the bed and took a deep soothing breath before looking up into JC�s eyes.

�Can I ask you a question?� JC nodded ��Have you ever�slept with any of the other girlfriends?�

JC sighed and sat down next to Reagan and put his hands in his lap. He made eye contact and once again nodded. �Once, when Joey first cheated on Tiffany, I slept with her�

�Really?� Reagan asked surprised �Tiffany?�

�Yeah. She�s quite passionate. She�s not the vixen she likes everyone to think she is�

�How an you tell?�

�Well� JC said scratching his chin �She likes to be held. She looked right into my eyes and was completely submissive. It was strange at first, but to this day, I don�t regret it. All I know is that I miss that feeling. I miss the feeling of knowing that I alone make someone happy. I did that once, but I messed it up�

�Yeah. But you�ve learned from that mistake. You and Zahra should still be together, but I guess fate had other plans. Maybe, one day, you two will reconcile�

�Maybe. First I have to get her to forgive me�

�That�ll take a while, but it can be done Josh. Sometimes, all a girl wants to hear is �I�m sorry��

�Is that what you want to hear?�

�I just want to know that he still wants me. Because honestly, I don�t think he does. I honestly thought that I was hideous�

�You�re not hideous, Reagan. You�re beautiful, sexy, intelligent, spunky, and completely desirable� JC said putting his gentle hand on her cheek

�You think so?�

�I know so. I don�t know what�s wrong with Lance. But�I hate what he turned your birthday in to� Reagan giggled and rolled her eyes �Really, I do�

�Yeah?�

�If I was your boyfriend things would�ve been different�

�How so?� Reagan said crossing her arms over her chest

�Well� JC said running his finger along the profile of her jaw �I would make you breakfast in bed. A plateful of ripe and juicy fruits that were grown from my garden� she smiled �And then I�d bathe you in a bath full of sweet herbs and flowers. All you�d have to do is lay back and relax as I washed your body. I�d be attentive and responsive as I washed you� Reagan closed her eyes and inhaled deeply �I�d take you downstairs, sit on next to me at the piano and play for your. I wouldn�t sing�I�d just�play and play and play. Then, I�d make love to you on the piano a few hundred times�

Reagan looked up at JC and sighed quickly before allowing herself to give him a slow grin. Her eyes sparkled mischievously as they peered into him. Is he for real? She thought. The last time Lance hadn�t played for her in so long, she was starting to think that he�d forgotten. Lance couldn�t cook, so breakfast in bed was out of the question, and he�d never even bathed with her. As she thought about it, Lance wasn�t romantic even in the least bit. Sure, he�d send her cards, flowers, or candy and he was attentive enough, but not romantic. If JC really was as romantic as he claimed he was, she was hard pressed to find a reason why Zahra would�ve ever left him.

�And you�d do this all before lunch?�

�Yup. But�I�m not your boyfriend�

�Then how about you be a good friend then?�

�That means that you get a revised and less romantic version of that� JC said grinning

�Fine by me�

* * * * *

�My God� Reagan thought as JC kissed the side of her neck �This could get me in a lot of trouble�. His usually mild tongue was gliding up the length of her neck only stopping to nip and kiss tender areas. Reagan moaned and let her bashful hands roam into his shirt. As she let palms rest against his chest, she could feel the beginnings of sweat form in tiny beats along his pecks. For just a moment, she backed away from him only so she could take off his shirt. Once it was rightfully discarded, she attacked his chest. Her eagerness surprised him and as much as it was appreciated, he wanted to take things slow. He wanted to give her what she wanted�a little romance.

�Wait�slow down a bit baby, we�ve got all night�

�I�� she stumbled as she turned her head away from him, embarrassed

�No, you�ve done nothing wrong. There are just some things that I want to do�you�ll have to be patient� he said untying her robe �Can you be patient?�

�Maybe�

Once the robe was completely untied, JC slowly pushed it off her shoulders kissing the sensitive area with moist lips. Reagan�s head tilted to the left, exposing more of her neck. As if he were sipping cool water, he licked up the side of her neck until he felt her pulse underneath the tip of his tongue. He closed his mouth over the point and sucked at it lightly. A shudder came from the fibers of Reagan�s skin as she felt helpless against his scrutiny.

For the first time since he undressed her, JC leaned back and looked at what he�d daydreamed about all week. Her beautifully freckled breasts taught and supple. His hand found one and kneaded it kindly alternating flicking and light pinching. His other hand trailed down her stomach, past her panty line and rested against her swollen heat. Instead of exploring it, he held it in his hand and absorbed its power. Just to torture her a little more, he took one of her semi-swollen nipple into his mouth and suckled it until it hardened. By now, Reagan�s eyes were closed so tightly that she could see his image making love to her behind her eyelids. Involuntarily, her hips rocked against his hand desperate for appeasing.

�Just a minute�take it slow��

�Josh, don�t do this�please�I need it�

�Need what sweetie?� he said licking the inside of her earlobe

�Josh��

�Need what?�

�I want you to be inside of me�

�Uh uh�sorry, you�ll just have to wait. I�ve other things planned for you�

JC laid her down on the bed and slowly slid the robe from underneath her. He watched her lay shyly on the bed and smiled. He rolled the robe up into his hands and threw the robe into the corner of the room. Reagan giggled and felt herself relax a little more. And as soon as JC�s playfulness appeared, it disappeared. He unbuckled his pants without breaking eye contact with Reagan. As he unzipped his pants and pulled them down, he watched
Reagan�s eye widen and a laugh escape her throat. He looked at her puzzled until he looked down at what she was looking at.

His face immediately flushed red as he rushed to shuck them off her body �Oh God�I�It was laundry day and�I didn�t have any other clean underwear�Chris bought them for me last year as a birthday present�I didn�t��

�I was there, Josh, I remember� Reagan said laughing so hard she gripped her naked stomach

�It isn�t funny� JC said starting to chuckle

�Then stop laughing super freak�

* * * * *

He entered her gently with one smooth stroke. His size and girth caused her to gasp. The fluidity in which he slid out of her made her moan with pleasurable torture. He held her eye contact steadily and adjusted himself to where he was comfortable. Then without warning he slammed deep into her making her whole body quake. He had her hands pinned above her head with one hand and with the other; he held her left leg up. When she adjusted to his size, she matched his thrusts equally clenching him hard.

He knew she�d fit him like a ballroom glove, but he hadn�t expected this. Her body held fast him as though she were made just for him. They rocked slowly at first enjoying the new sensations so foreign to each of them. Then, as though they couldn�t wait anymore, they sped up, slapping the wooden headboard against the wall. When he felt his moment approaching too fast, he slowed his pace until he stopped.

�Where is it?� he asked whispering into her ear

�Press down�� he obliged her and pressed into her deeply �Now lift up�and press harder�

He did as he was told. When he lifted himself, she shuddered and groaned a little against the torture once again. As he pressed down into her one final time, he felt it nip at him and he let out an anguished moan and let his head drop down, but held fast. He pressed down again and felt her buck up to him, moaning and gripping him tightly.

�Yes Josh, right there�� she wailed

They went at again hard. He pushed her legs up until her knees were pressing against her chest. He ran his thumb across his tongue and rubbed hard against her clit, which in turn drove her completely crazy. She screamed his name over and over again until no other sound would leave her throat. A series of swear words followed hoarsely. He held himself steady as he thrust into her coaxing her with his words.

�Come on Rea, let it out baby, shout�come one�I know you feel it�yeah��

She could feel his sweat falling onto her chest as he pumped into her. Reagan squeezed her eyes close as she felt the palm of his hand firmly pressed down on her quivering numb. She purred at the new sensation before feeling a tidal wave build up inside of her. As if she were having contractions, she moaned in warning until she couldn�t hold back anymore.

She came hard onto him, clenching him tighter and tighter as every second passed until he couldn�t hold himself anymore. He pressed a little further and groaned into her hair until he couldn�t move anymore.

Sweating and exhausted, JC lay on top of her gulping for the air he�d denied for two hours. He could feel her body quivering beneath him. He managed to push himself up slightly to look at her. He saw a few tears slip from her eyes and immediately got concerned.

�I�m so sorry, Reagan, did I hurt you�

�No� she sobbed into his chest �It�s not fair that in order to get a decent lay, I had to fuck three of my boyfriends best friends�

As she cried into him, he pulled them both underneath the covers of the sweat soaked sheets. She held him tightly not knowing what else she could do. Reagan hated herself for ruining a perfect moment but when JC kissed her sweetly and told her to go to sleep, she stopped crying. He cared.

When they both came down from their high, they held each other sleepily but content. And as they watched the clouds turn pale blue under the rising sun, they fell asleep uncaring that the busy day ahead of them was waiting restlessly for them. The day could wait and so could the world. For the next twenty four hours, there was no world. There was no Lance Bass, no *N SYNC. There was only JC and Reagan.

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............................................................... -- Reagan, 00:34:31 10/27/02 Sun
Yeah...what Reagan said....Phew, man, it just keeps getting better and better.. -- Z, 01:31:38 10/27/02 Sun
Holy hot sweaty monkee love, Batman! That was.... -- Mickey, 16:18:17 10/28/02 Mon
Whew.......... -- Sonali, 12:53:18 10/30/02 Wed