SADIE
MISS Morgan called me nearly five in the morning. She told me that Dale Cafe would be close for one week because she had to visit someone in the next town and mentioned that my salary would be gone too for seven days. It was quite an awful news but I was still thankful to earned a lot these past few weeks. Miss Morgan was way too serious and worried these days, maybe something was happening in her life but I never had the gut to ask her. I couldn't start it even with just a simple question though.
My room was in deep chaos. My clothes were everywhere and some of my books were resting down in a lowkey shelves. The curtains in my window kept dancing back and forth, that was when I realized that the November's wind was better than it used to be.
It was quarter to six when the sun finally faded in the living room. I brought my glass of juice in the next couch and sat there. My Spotify playlist was stronger than ever. There was always this indelible feeling when I listened to some of my beloved songs written or performed by my favorite artists in this world. Music could change your life, that was a fact.
As I bent over to grab my hair tie on the ground … there were loud knocks were happening at the door. Was Aunt Molly changed her mind? Or she just wanted to come home in this evening?
I paused the song that I was listening to and immediately opened the door.
It had been twenty-four hours since I hadn't seen his face. There was sadness in his eyes as I studied it though. I held the doorknob for as long as I could remember and he didn't say anything at all. I let him in and he kindly placed himself on the couch.
"I'm sorry", Jared uttered. His eyes were looking down and rubbed his hands repeatedly. "I didn't notice that you called me last night, it was a bad night for me and I never expected it. Mister Mile saw that you went home by a yellow cab"
"Mister Mile?"
"One of my drivers", he explained.
I stood right beside him and crossed my arms. I was mad, really mad at him. That birthday party was a mistake, I regretted coming there. It was so hard being left alone in a place where everything was way too extravagant and too much.
"I got here safely and that's the only thing that mattered to me that night", I told him. Finally, he placed his eyes on me. He really looked tired and sad like I couldn't explain it. I hadn't seen his turquoise eyes being unusual like this.
He stood up and confronted me. "Something happened at work. They blamed me again even though I tried everything for it. I went to the building that night and didn't bother to say goodbye to you. I know it was rude but I just didn't want you to see me like that. Being angry like that". He took a step and became closer and closer at me. I could feel his breath, he was drunk, there was a smell of strong beer in his mouth. "I called my driver to pick you up but it was too late"
I closed my eyes and opened it again, "It's okay now".
His forehead touched mine. It felt erogenous. If he would dare to kiss me in this early evening, I wouldn't gonna survive. Luckily, the air conditioner worked powerful this time and my head remained cool to think and absorb things.
"I've been crying the whole time Sadie. My life is fucked up and you're the only one in my mind that I want...I really want you Sadie"
His hands were on my hips, it crawled like a turtle. It slowly went to my ribs and ended on my bust. I was still frozen, never had any idea on how to deal with this. "I want you", he kept saying it all over again. "I know I'm drunk but you're all I need now"
I wanted to escape, I had to escape but deep down in my stupid soul, I just couldn't. His eyes were absolutely drowned, maybe he was crying for too long. I caressed his face and I saw him closing his eyes. "What happened Jared? Why are you crying?"
"The pain is still here", he was still closing his eyes. "I can't explain it"
What kind of pain Jared? I never see you being like this.
"I want to fuck you", he groaned. I was speechless. I had all my force now to scoot him away in this house but I knew I would be so cruel for that. I didn't even know half the story of this man, but deep inside I felt like his pain was way too painful than mine.
"You can say no Sadie. You have the right to say no", his voice was sincere, "if you don't want me to be your first then let go of me now. Push me away"
I didn't know what to do, what to say, what to react, what to feel and what to prove. I had nothing but this strange feeling for him. My youth had burned me so much, it reminded me of how my life in Nebraska was. I directed his hand to touch my private part. My pajamas were still on but I could feel a tingling sensation as he moved his hand to mine. I moaned.
"Jared"
"Sadie"
"My youth is yours".
He put his lips on me torridly and deeply. I kissed him back again and again. We were fighting and roaring with our mouths. He carried me, asked if where my bedroom was, I pointed it and we went inside.
He placed me carefully in my bed and stripped my pajamas down. He stood up and took off his shirt, his abs appeared to me closer than his face. He unzipped his pants and slowly put it down.
His eyes were staring passionately into mine and then he asked me to take my shirt off and I did. Now, it was just me and my bra and my undies. There he was standing in front of me with his boxers and big masculine body. Damn.
He crawled just to reach me and helped me took off my bra. His eyes were surprised to see my big breasts pointing into his gaze. He then focused his attention on pulling my undies down. He kissed my thigh first and I almost groaned. His left hand was squeezing my breasts alternately. As he removed my undies successfully, he rubbed the cloth in his hands and smelled it and threw it on the ground.
My womanhood was facing him. Shaved, cleaned and the purity that went with it. He slowly pulled his boxers down and I almost shut my eyes on how big and thick it was.
"Just open your eyes", he said gently.
I opened my eyes and he smiled at me. He kissed my lips again and then to my neck and to my breasts. Rolling his tongue all over it. I moaned and he did it even better. His whole body was on top of me, I crossed my legs on his back and touched his hair. He soothingly kissed my stomach down to my hip and down to my secluded part.
"God!", I exclaimed as he played his tongue in my inner part and ate it as if it was his dinner tonight. That was so damn good. After a second, he stared at me. "Do you want to touch it?", he whispered.
Without a word, I placed my hand on his. It was extremely huge. I heard him moaned as I rubbed it gently up and down. He closed his eyes and kissed me as I continued rubbing his.
"That was great", he said after a minute. He touched my hair and said, "are you ready? I'll be gentle Sadie"
I nodded immediately. With all my force and power, I pulled my blanket off as he thrust his manhood to mine softly and slowly. He kissed my face over again when he noticed a bit of tear fell from my eye. "It's okay", he kept whispering to my ears. I put my lips to his mouth for as long as to ease the pain I felt down there.
He thrust me from slowly to moderate to faster and harder. The bed was shaking and my head were resting from right to left not knowing what to act as the pleasure kept killing me alive. I heard him groaning so loud and he held my hands. We were holding our hands the whole time he was thrusting me.
The room was tremendously empty, it was just me and Jared and our moans and our bodies intertwined.
I closed my eyes, strongly shutting my eyes. It was the mixture of pain, happiness, pleasure, ache and warmth.
The sensation was eating us alive and there were just our ferocious screams filled the room as we hit the climax. He screamed my name and I screamed his too. And that was it, it was done. He pulled his from mine and he kissed my cheek one last time. He rested his body next to my pillow. He looked better when he was in my bed, so better that I wanted him to repeat it again to me. We were now staring into each other's eyes. Full of happiness and passion.
"Oh God", he growled, "that was great"
I never said a word. I couldn't speak at all. My legs were still wet and I bet he was feeling the same also.
"Are you okay Sadie?"
"Yes, that was really great", I uttered. He let me rest my head in his massive arms and it created an enormous smile on my face. "It'll never hurt next time"
Next time? I laughed in my mind as I heard that words. So, there would be next time.
"I never felt that before Jared", I said as I placed the blanket all over our body. I could still feel his manhood in my thigh.
"Thank you for this night Sadie"
"You're my first Jared"
He kissed me for so damn long and pressed his body towards mine. Oh God.
He buried his face to my ear and proclaimed:
"you got me and I got you now".
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Eleven Years
RomanceSadie Wynn, 19, whose life stumbled from Nebraska to Philadelphia with the word 'failure' attached in her skin. Not until she met Jared Boston, a man who just turned 30 and whose life filled with so much stories. With their ELEVEN YEARS age gap and...
