Chapter 27

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Amanda POV:

After leaving Thomas Wholesale, we made a brief stop at a roadside vendor selling roast pork and chicken with festivals. Jamie and I ended up getting a portion each of the roast pork with festivals. We couldn't resist the urge to eat and started eating throughout the ride back to my place. The meat was succulent and well seasoned. Even down to the barbeque sauce paired perfectly with the pork. Sweet, spicy and a little bit tangy! The festivals were airy, crisp and golden to perfection. It was definitely filling and worth the long wait time that we had.

Once we made it back to the apartment, I stuck the wine bottles into the freezer until we were ready to indulge. While on my tippy toes I stretched to reach the glasses on the top shelf but, my fingertips barely made it above the ledge. Jamie's left hand wrapped around my waist and lowered me back onto my feet. Using his right, he removed two wine glasses and placed them on the counter.

"I know you stubborn but it doesn't hurt to ask. I'm right here Amanda," he said against my ear.

I shivered and bit down on my bottom lip.

"Anything else you need help with?" he asked.

"No. T...h...at...is...it," I stuttered.

He removed his hand from around me and threw his arms up in defeat. I turned around and giggled at his silly action. In that moment his cheeks got red and he nervously ran his fingers through his curls.

"Am I making you nervous?" I teased and walked closer to him.

He lowered his head and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. I definitely wasn't expecting that. My body froze and I stared down at my feet. He lifted my head up with his finger and in that moment I felt most vulnerable.

"You okay? I hate when you have that look on your face. Talk to me," he said.

"Why did you get angry when you saw these marks on my neck?" I questioned.

"I honestly don't want to make things between us uncomfortable but I really like you Amanda. It's not just about how physically attractive you are. I love how you command any room that you walk in to despite your shyness. Especially when it comes to the classroom. You get very passionate when you're standing in the front of the class lecturing your students. Your articulateness is so fucking sexy. But I noticed how very reserved and quiet you can get when you're by yourself. I just don't want anybody taking advantage of you and disregard how precious you are. As I told you before I want what's best for you. If it means us just being friends I'll fuck with that. I just got a little carried away earlier at the thought of another man pleasuring you in ways I desired. Fuck! I hope I'm not making shit awkward between us," he sighed.

I cracked a small smile when I felt the tears forming in my eyes. If I stood a minute longer in front of him I would have broken down and started crying. Instead I walked over to the couch and sprawled my body along the cushions. Jamie came over and sat beside me. He gently lifted my legs up and placed them onto his lap.

Jamie POV:

A million thoughts ran through my mind as I stared at the blank television screen. She didn't even say anything back but forced a smile on her face. Why was she scared to fucking open up to me. I saw the tears forming in her eyes. Wasn't she used to men opening up to her? Or did I fucking say something wrong? I looked over at her as she twiddled her thumbs together like a child. Amanda looked to be in such a deep thought. I opened my mouth to ask her a question but I refrained. The silence between us was fucking awkward and I hated every bit of it. I should've kept my fucking mouth shut earlier and not ruin our moment.

I took one of her foot and started to massage it. Her precious eyes darted up at me and I returned a smile. I took turns with her feet, one after the other. Her head tilted back and rested on the arm of the couch. I passionately massaged her feet until I heard that fucking moan slip pass her lips. My heart pounded vigorously in my chest and my body felt tingly. My cock sprung alive but was restrained by the spandex. I then shifted her feet for her not to feel him against my thigh. Just her moans alone was driving me fucking crazy. I could only imagine when I have her pinned under me opened up like a butterfly. Sinking my cock slowly into her pussy while I have my fingers wrapped around her fucking throat as she gasp for air. My cock twitched so I got up and walked to the refrigerator.

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