After spending nearly a year apart from her boyfriend, Alexander, 22 year old Amara agrees to help his mother plan a surprise homecoming, not knowing he has a surprise of his own - he has a girlfriend, and it's not Amara.
The shock and humiliation...
Jake and I have gotten closer since I spent the night at his house, especially during spring break. He drove me home almost every night when my shift ended. Each day I worked late I looked forward to spending time with him, and getting to know him better better.
I couldn't believe the situation I got myself into. Yesterday I suggested we be friends with benefits, an idea that appalled him. It was as though my dad's reappearance made me reckless and I recalled my mother's words when I told him I never wanted to see my father.
"Forgive him so you can live without him or the hurt he inflicted on you, and keep and keep holding you back.”
Instead of acting on my mum's plea, I did the opposite. The more Jacob kept on making me swoon these past weeks with little things like buying me my favorite coffee, stocking chocolate bars in my locker at work and getting Soph and I supper so we can focus on the exams, the more I lusted after him.
Him and I wanted different things from each other, he wanted a relationship and I wanted to get in his pants, that would hopefully get him out of my system.
Parked near my mum’s house yesterday when he drove me home——I waited for his reply to my suggestion, and when I couldn't take the silence anymore I spoke up.
"I know it's not what you want––"
"Of course it's not what I want! I want all of you, not just your body. And I am not your friend," he said, sounding angry for even suggesting this to him.
"I'm not completely shutting the idea of being your girlfriend down, but let's take it one step at a time,, yeah?"
"Normal people go on coffee dates, then lunch, kiss, more dates and have sex. In that order Amara!" He said.
I didn't particularly like him calling me Amara, but oh my goodness I don't think I have ever heard a sexy sound as that. Each time he called me Amara was when he was angry with me or wanted me to understand him well, it was then his Australian accent came out to play, tickling my senses.
"I’m not particularly fond of order and rules, and I never said I was normal, Jacob. And stop with stereotypes, we are both adults and can do what we want, in whatever order we want." I softened mI softened my voice, resting my resting my hands on his chest.
The anger in his brown eyes dissipated and lust took over and this pushed me to keep going. I ran my hands on his strong biceps and placed a kiss on the corner of his mouth and I felt him shiver.
Pushing boundaries and still waiting for him to stop me, I kissed his soft lips once, twice and he gave in. His calloused hands held my waist, pulling me closer until I couldn't anymore, and he helped me out of the passenger seat and I straddled him, my bum sitting directly on his growing manhood. Groaning he deepened the kiss, kissing me like a man in need of oxygen and I his only supply.
Opening my lips for him,, his wet hot tongue met my own and he groaned again, his hand leaving my face and going under my sweater. "You little vixen, no bra?" He said roughly as his hand played with my hard bud. His lips left mine and he explored my neck with his lips, making me so wet and turned on.
"Jacob! Fuck me, please!" I begged
And just like that he stopped. I felt like crying for being denied sex and I looked at him, desperate for him to take me. Instead of doing what I asked he took hold of my right hand, and put it on his chest.
"Feel my heart beat for you, do you feel that kitten?" He asked. "When your heart beats for me and I know you're mine, then I will fuck you for taking your damn time and make love to you for loving me back."
With that he opened his door and helped me down before handing me my bag. "Your mum must be worried."
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Back at my apartment I heard the front door opening indicating Sophie was home. She spent Spring break with her sister in Kenton, and after just a day of being away we video called missing each other already.
"Ara? Are you home?" She called out as I got off the window seat to welcome her.
I tried looking for my sleepers, but decided to walk with the socks I was wearing when I couldn't find them.
Looking beautiful as always she walked farther into the house, wearing high waisted washed jeans with a nude long sleeved crop top, a black knitted long jersey and black loafers. Her outfit was perfect for the wet warm weather outside.
"I have been counting the hours since I got here this morning." I said, giving her a hug.
"Oh my! You are a hugger now? Maybe the next time I should go away for weeks if this is the welcome I get," she teased with a wink.
Pulling away I smiled "What can I say, I missed your hugs. Go put your bags away away, I brought food."
At the mention of food Soph walked to her room to put her luggage away. Last night she asked me to bring home food prepared by mum, apparently her food 'tastes like home'. And mum was more than happy to cook for us.
"What did she prepare? It smells like her lasagna in here. OMG!” She cheered, looking at the dish I was heating up in the oven.
Since eating my mum's lasagna Sophie doesn't want any lasagna prepared by me or her. As she sat in front of the oven admiring food, I set the table and laughed lightly. I didn't think I would meet someone who loved my mum's cooking more than April, but I think she has some competition.
As soon as the oven sounded Soph stood and took the oven gloves from the shelf beside the oven and took the dish out. After safely putting it on the cooling rack, she rushed to the sink.
"I forgot to wash my hands," she said, rubbing soap between her hands.
Soph was a hygiene freak, especially after taking that sanitation class before spring break. I sat down and waited for her to dish up for the both of us and thankfully I didn't have to wait for long because she was back in seconds.
After dishing for us she sat down and we talked about everything we didn't cover over texts and video calls we had. Soph wasn't sure about visiting her sister when she invited her two days after the holidays started, but by the sound of stories she was sharing she had fun.
"I was worried her mother would mistreat me or act weird, but she was pretty awesome," Soph said in between mouthfuls of food.
Soph had shared that her father had a child with another woman while being married to her mother, and she lived in London hence she moved here. At home Soph only had a brother and grew up around many male cousins, so when she had a falling out with her dad after dropping out of business school she came here.
"I'm happy you had fun, let's hope it was for the both of us,, cus all I have been doing is work work work," I exaggerated.
"Meaning you and Jake have been seeing each other?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. "No wonder you are glowing so much!”
Before I could comment on her statement, there was a knock at the front door, and we shared a look, not expecting anyone. “I will go check who it is.”
Opening the door I came face to face with none other than my sperm donor.
What the devil was he doing here?!
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