My Addiction

Chapter 13: Thank You

Narration

Yesterday was pretty eventful for Jasmine. No one should ever go through that. Especially in one day, but as usual, she finds comfort in Max. It seems like Ross' cover as a nice guy has been blown, and I think his actions will not go unpunished. Let us see.

Jasmine
It was very hard to sleep last night, until Max wrapped his arms around me. Even though I been put into the center of He'll last night, Max made everything feel alright just by holding me. When I woke up, Max wasn't in bed with me. I tried to get up, but I was still sore as hell so I got up as slowly as U could. I walked into the kitchen and I saw Max by the stove making breakfast. "Goodmorning Sleepy Beauty.", Max jokingly said. "How are you feeling"? " Better than last night, but still a little sore.", I answered as I slowly sat down at the table. " Well eat up. you need to something on your stomach.", He told me as he put a big plate of food in front of me. Bacon, eggs, sausage, toast, and a nice, cold cup of orange juice. He knew just how I like my plate. Full. We Sat with me and we ate. "Hey you think you can drop me off back at home. I need to go back.", I asked. "No you don't. You're not going back.", He calmly said while stuffing his face. "But I live there.", I said. "No you don't. You're staying here with me now. I can't have you going through anything else. So when we're done eating, WE are going to go and get your stuff.", He told me. "But-". " No buts. We are going to get your stuff.", He said, interrupting me. We got dressed after breakfast and headed back to Ross' place. As soon as we pulled up, I saw Ross' car still there and got a very quesy feeling in my gut. " Let's go Max. He's still here.", I said. " Jasmine, you can't run from fear because it's going to fuck with you for the rest of your life. You gotta stand up to it, and it's going to be much easier because I'm with you and will continue to be with you every step of the way. Now let's go.", He said to me, holding my hand. We walked up to the door and I knocked on the door. I started to shake as I heard footsteps come closer to the door, but I stopped once Max grabbed my hand again. Ross opened the door and stared into my eyes and smiled. "Baby I'm so glad you came back. I'm so sorry about last night. You know how I get at times, but I assure you that it would never happen again I promise.", Ross pleaded. " Ross. I came to get my stuff. I can never forgive you for last night. We're over.", I told him as I swallowed my fear. I walked passed him to the upstairs bedroom. "Baby please.", he begged as he reached for my hand to stop me. Before he could grab it, Max quickly pushed him over. "Don't you dare touch her.", Max told him.
He followed me and Max upstairs, still trying to change my mind about leaving, but my mind was made up. Max helped my pack everything up and WE were on our way out the room. Ross stood in front of the entrance of the stairway. " I love you too much to let you go so easily.", he said to me, looking at my dead in the eyes. I felt a small portion of my heart light up, but I forced it down to my stomach. " But I don't love you anymore Ross.", I responded. I tried to move passed him but he grabbed my wrist tight until I said ouch. "I told you not to touch her!" Max yelled as he tackled Ross down the stairs. I was too scared to do anything. Ross landed on top of Max and proceeded to punch him. Max grabbed his hands and rolled over until he ended up on top. He repeatedly struck Ross until his lip and nose bled. Ross gave Max a headbutt to gain the upper hand. and Max hopped up. "Jazzy stay up there so you don't get hurt. I'll handle this bastard.", Max said, squaring around with Ross. Ross then grabbed a vase and threw it at Max to distract him so he could tackle him, which is exactly what he did. Max guarded his face so Ross couldn't hit it, then kicked him off. They stood and started trading blows back and forth. I wanted it to stop, but I took this advantage to take all of my bags downstairs. Max managed to knock Ross onto the ground with a vicious uppercut. As I headed towards the door, I felt Ross' hand grab my ankle. " Jazzy. Please.", He pleaded pitifully. I stared at him as I saw a tear drop from his eye. I then moved my foot. Then proceeded to give him the most hate-fueled kick to the face face he deserved. "I told you to never call me Jazzy.", I told him. Max grabbed my other bags and we put them in the car. As we got in, I looked back at Ross' house before we drove off. I began having those cinematic flashbacks. I began think again. God I hate thinking. I began picturing stuff. Everything that has been going on since me and Max got close. All the bullshit, mistakes. Yet, we are still close. I guess the old couple was right. We pulled up back at Max's house and we took the bags in. "Hey Max.", I said as we put away clothes. "What's up Jazzy?", he asked. " Thank you.", I told him. " No problemo Jazzy. He deserved it.", Max replied. "Not just that Max. For being there for me no matter what. Even though we haven't spoken in months, it didn't feel like it was that long. I still had these same feelings, but now they are stronger for you. You have always been my backbone throughout my life. even before all this. I love you Max, and I'm always going to be here for you just like how you have been for me.", I confided to him. He walked up to me with a touched look. "Jazzy, the reason I haven't left you is because I love you. You can't take real love back. I care about you and I never want to see you hurt even though I cause it at times. You are the best thing to enter my life and I'll go through hell and back with you just to shelter you from it's flames. I love you too Jasmine. Always have, and always will.", he confided to me as he held my hips. We stared into each other's eyes, and kissed like we would never see each other again. His tongue was so warm and soft. I met his tongue with mine and they began to dance with each other. He grabbed my waist tighter and pulled me as close to him as he could. We kissed like this before, but this time, I felt more passion. It felt like I never wanted our lips to separate. He pulled and stared into my eyes again. "Are you sure you want to do this?", he asked me. The fact that he truly cares about what I want and how I feel makes me want him more. "Yes Max.", I told him. He proceeded to kiss me passionately again. He picked me up and began to kiss my neck. I bit my lip to stop from moaning. He noticed this, so he started to bite my neck instead. I let out a big gasp and I clenched onto the back of his head. My hands rubbing through his soft luxurious hair. He put me back on the ground and he took of my shirt as I took of his. I began to tease him by tracing the outline of his abs with my tongue. He layed me gently on the bed a started kissing and licking around my belly button while his hands undid my bra and carressed my breasts. His tongue glided from my belly to my breast. Sucking on each nipple like a baby longing for it's milk.
He looked at me and kissed me me again as my hands undid his belt and pulled his pants down. He gave me a cute grin. "Why are you smiling.", I asked. "I just have a strange case of deja vu.", He answered. I blushed as I knew what he was talking about, but at the same time I felt special because he remembered our first time. He kissed me lips, then down to my neck, then my breasts, then my belly button, and then he kissed the tip of my vagina as he pulled my pants and panties completely off. He gave the tip of my clit a kiss and his two fingers explored the inside of me. He was reaching closer to my G-Spot. The closer he got, the more my legs twitched. I began to tighten. He found my spot. He then rubbed his finger against it. I couldn't take it. I couldn't take the teasing anymore. "Max. I'm ready to receive you.", I pushed out as I tried to catch my breath. He then rose up and climbed on top of me. "You sure?", he asked me. "Yes. Please.", I confidently answered. He then kissed me and slowly tried to stick his manhood inside. He was so big. He began to put more force into it and slid it in. I flinched hard. I forgot how big he was. He stroked slowly inside of me, swirling his hips as he stroked. He was already in my guts. "Faster Max.", I moaned. He did just that, thrusting harder as his speed increased. He didn't hit my G-Spot, he made it beyond that. My back arched as he created me a new hotspot for me. I tried to gain control by tightening around him, but it became a perfect fit. It was like our parts were made to intertwine. His warm foreskin brushing against the sheaths of my vagina stimulated both of us since he began to moan himself. Our eyes locked as our breath shallows. He grabs my hands and the stay locked for most of this romantic session. I then realized something. For the first time.,We weren't having sex. We were making love. I could feel his energy channeling into my heart. I see we were meant to be together. Everything we have been through together, led up to this feeling. "Max..I love you!", I yelled as I climaxed. "I love you too Jazzy!", he yelled back, following in suit. He rolled over and I crawled on top of him. We layed there, dripping and covered in sweat and we wiped off our love organs. Then he kissed my forehead and held me tight. This. This moment. Meant the world to me. And he does too.