In a democracy that has its fair shares of the good and the bad, many thinks it's time for a change. Others wants it to stay the same, wanting to follow the current leaders in the presidential seat. The urge to keep current president Bronson and his...
"Shit.....yeah....." Jean gripped my hips and rolled his waist tight and slow. The shivers coursing up my spine, I grabbed the sheets, looking back over my shoulder. Jean bit his lips, dropping his head back. My eyes crossed, feeling his dick rubbing my walls.
"Huh.....!" He slammed his hips to my ass and I groaned with my face stuffed in the mattress. My body jerking from the impacts, Jean was fucking me.....but behind my shut lids, it was.....Caine.
The way Jean fucks.....is the closest to how Caine fucked me. Call it sick and distorted, it's been 2 years and I still can't get him out my mind. No matter how hard I try, but it's okay.....me and Jean got an-
"Mm.....fuck.....!" His finger rubbed my clit and he stroked me deep. Jean spread my thighs and pressed down on my spine.
"Ahh......yeah....." He groaned. I wheezed out in pleasure, my eyes closing shut again. I moaned and he followed, my pussy massaging his dick.
I let out a deep breath and laid flat on the bed. I hissed when he slipped out and Jean walked to the garbage can, throwing away the condom. Don't get me wrong.......Jean fine as fuck! But we both got a mutual understanding, this was just to fuck.
I care about him as a friend, but there was nothing emotional between us. Jean ain't wanna be tied down neither, but at the same time he wasn't gonna bounce around female to female. I turned on my back and pulled the blanket over me, Jean walked back to the bed.
"So.....you are going to tell Teddy yes for the position, then....." His thick accent seeped through his voice.
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Jean
"Yeah.....I miss home, my best friends." I miss just chillin with my best friends, I'm getting tired of FaceTime. I miss my tía......
Caine....
No.
"You can come with me." I rolled on my side, looking at him. Jean is an underwear model and I know his contract would let him move anywhere.
"Ouí.....? What about this man.....? Eh....Caine you say...." Jean smiled at me.
He knows about Caine and he knows that I'm using sex with him as just a relief. Caine told me what he wanted.....twice. I knew what I was getting myself into.......but the option was there. If we wanted to do something serious, then do it outside of Release......then we could.
Caine said no twice, I asked Teddy when do I leave for Paris. I left with a humiliation, but I moved past it. Even though he crosses my mind most times. So if I go to DC with Jean, that's not my motherfuckin problem.
"I ain't got shit to say to him. It'll be the same like here.....we get rid of some stress and if you like someone else....we break this....." Jean gave me a charming smile.
