The Best of Me

It's Been Exactly 1460 Since I've Seen Your Face

I was trying to quote the lyric from Pretty when Abel was saying how he hasn't seen her in at least a year. Since Christina and Abel will not see each other until four years from now, I just changed 365 to 1,460 cuz that adds up to four years. Also, I want to thank @whatkind for the idea for this chapter.

Abel

"One more round. Please?"

Christina and I have been going at it for the last 4 1/2 hours. I tell you, this woman knows how to treat a man during sex.

"Maybe."

"What do you mean maybe?"

"Abel, I have came at least 10 times during this flight."

"Well, can I make you come at least two more times?"

"I'll think about it once my breathing is normal."

"Fine."

It just stayed silent for about ten minutes. It felt like hours until I realized that I was breathing heavy too.

"Ok, I thought about it."

"And?"

"Being with you is all that matters. Not sex, not anything else, but loving you."

"So, is that a yes to sex?"

"Yes, yes it is."

I got on top of her and kissed her hungrily. She did the same and flipped us over, me being on the floor and her on top. We getting a little Usher action up in here. She kissed my lips down to my neck and to my already hard dick. She stroked it and put her mouth on it. Damn, it feels so good when she does that to me. She bobbed her head up and down while I was holding her hair. What can I say, I'm a gentleman. I slid my dick into her wet pussy and she moaned my name.

Christina

"Abel..."

I moaned his name in pleasure as he was going in on me. I grind my hips on him and kissed his sweet lips. He sat up and cupped his hands in my cheeks. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned under the kiss. He kissed my jawline and made his way to my neck. I moaned as he squeezed my breast.

I rather not tell you guys everything we did because, you're gonna be here for a while. Long story short, I fucked him good.

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When we got to New York, he had gotten a driver to drive me to Juliard. I looked at Abel when he didn't get in the car with me.

"Babe, are you coming?"

"Nah, you go and unpack your stuff. I'll see you at the concert."

"Are you sure? I thought you wanted to see it."

"No ma. Go be with your people."

I got out the car and gave him one last kiss.

"I love you Abel."

"I love you too, Christina."

With that I got in the car and we drove off, lacing Abel at the airport.

I got to the apartment that my mom left for me in her will. My mom died when I was eight. When she died my father fell into a deep depression and killed himself four years after. I lived with my aunt in L.A for the remaining years of high school until I moved out into the world. Living in this apartment would make me depressed, but I know that I'm making my momma proud.

I instantly went on my phone to purchase tickets to Abel's show. Aww fuck! There all sold out. I tired getting tickets for the next show in Toronto, but that was sold out too. Abel is gonna be so pissed once he finds out. I think he'll understand that it's not my fault that he now has some bandwagons since his song Often came out. I texted him what happened with the tickets.