Elena Unleashed

Teeny Weenie- 24

"I have to go help my friend pack later on tonight, but I am free until then. I don't mind you being here. You just have to understand that this is all new to me. I just don't want you to think I have any expectations," I tell him sweetly as I keep kissing his back while I feel him up.

Jaxon, turns around, grabs me and picks me up by my ass. I squeal and giggle when he grabbed me.

I instinctively put my legs around his waist, and I wrap my arms around his neck. He kisses me so deeply and passionately I think I just got some of my honey all over his slacks. He grinds his erection on my bare pussy, and I feel his cock trying to break free from his fabric prison.

We pull away to catch our breath "de ja Vue. Isn't this how our sex-capades started last night?" I giggle as he rubs his scruff down my neck as he breathes me in.

"Hmmm, I think you might be right. Want to take a trip down memory lane," he says seductively.

"I would love to, but can you feed me first,". I start laughing when he starts tickling me on my side, I wiggle out of his grip as he puts me back down.

"Fine, but I'm holding you to it later," Jaxon says playfully.

We eat breakfast on the couch, snuggled up together.

I told him about my relationship or lack thereof with my egg donor and how she just died a couple of years ago. About the medical and credit card debt she left me when she used my social to get credit cards and charged them up. Yup the dirty twat stole my identity. I know, I shouldn't call my egg donor a twat, but in all honesty she was a horrible person inside and out. I would never treat a child the way she treated me. Yeah, you can say I'm still bitter, but I am working on it.

I actually opened up and told him about how I was left alone for weeks at a time when I was little and had to fend for myself from a very young age. And that Emma and Charles have been the only positive and stable family since they came into my life. Luke is a story for another time, but I did tell Jaxon that he is the reason I don't want anything to do with relationships now or in the near future.

"But enough about me, what about you and your family?" I asked.

"Not too much to tell, I have a younger brother Bradley and younger sister Lindsay. They both live with my mom. My parents divorced when I was about 10. I ended up staying with my dad. I was the oldest and was molded from a young age to take over his empire. He was not an affectionate man; he was all business," Jaxon admitted.

"What about your mom, are you guys close," I asked.

"My mom was the affectionate one, and we have an okay relationship. She keeps wanting me to settle down and attempts to set me up on blind dates from time to time. It's quite frustrating honestly. My siblings try to keep her occupied and out of my hair for the most part," He replies.

"How about your Dad," I asked.

"When he had a stroke at work about 6 years ago, the pressure was on me to take over. I had to get the Dean's approval in order to switch to an accelerated plan to graduate early. This was the only way I was able to take over my dad's position in the company. So, I wasn't able to fully enjoy college like most of my friends," He reflected.

"Ever since his stroke, my dad changed his tune about his work life balance. I know he regrets working so much and alienating my mom. But I do have a stronger relationship with my dad now. He makes sure we have dinner or Lunch at least 3-4 times a week. I just want to make him proud; you know. I feel I am always under scrutiny from the media as well as out Board of Trustee's, " He conveyed.

"Personally, I have never seen anyone so dedicated to his company, you should be proud of what you have accomplished. I know I'm proud of you," I express.

I'm truly flattered that Jaxon trusts me enough with these private details of his life. It doesn't seem that he has many people that he is able to confide in.

"Thank you for saying that. I don't think I have ever heard that anyone is proud of me. It means a lot," Jaxon admits.

It's nice to just sit here in his arms. It feels so natural when we snuggle. I just can't let myself get attached to him, I just can't.

"On a different note, you had mentioned you have to help a friend pack, is it a male friend," he asked cautiously.

As we lay on the couch snuggling my back to his front, I turn to look at him. "Are you jealous Mr. Hart"?

"No... not at all, I was just curious, "He said matter a factly. I just chuckled at him.

" No, the friend in question is not male. It's one of my three best friends, two of them already live here in this building. My Friend Dawn and her baby are the ones that need help packing. She will be staying with me until her apartment is ready. Which reminds me, they normally stop by in the morning to get their cup of coffee and eat up my food. I'm surprised they didn't stop by today; I need to call them."

"Oh, I forgot sorry, someone did come over. Tall Hispanic girl, long hair, she walked in when I was trying to find your pans. She might have caught me in my underwear in the kitchen. That's why I put on a pair of pants. When she saw me, she knew who I was and said something about definitely not a teeny weenie and left. What was that all about," He asked.