The Necklace

20: Tell and Show

"Elina wake up!" Sienne yells.

I open my eyes and see that both her and Jesse are standing in front of me. I must have fallen asleep on the couch when we got home. Before I can ask, I notice Jesse has the necklace in his hand. He extends it out to me and I see the sorrow in his eyes when I take it back.

"You got it back? Where was it?" I ask as I wrap it around my neck.

"Carlie had it." Jesse replies.

"That bitch!" Sienne interrupts.

"How did you get it back from her?" I ask.

"Back at the pool she gave me her number. I hit her up and I got her to give me her address."

"You went to her house? Did you talk to her?"

"No. I sneaked around the outside of her house and looked through her bedroom window. It was just sitting on her vanity with the rest of her jewelry"

"No fucking way! She straight up lied to our faces?" Sienne Says.

"How did you get it back if you didn't talk to her? Did you sneak into her house?" I ask.

"Not exactly... I called Calvin."

"You called Calvin?!" Sienne and I say in unison.

"I wanted to see if he'd transfer the curse to Carlie and marry her instead. He refused and sent a crow to retrieve the necklace through Carlie's window."

"He refused?!" I ask.

"A crow?!" Sienne asks.

Jesse explains what happened with Calvin outside of Carlie's house.

"I swear I was only trying to help. And I wanted to see if the curse could be moved to someone else. I was just trying to protect you El."

"I appreciate you trying to look out for me Jesse. And I appreciate you bringing the necklace back to me. You're my hero." The words roll off of my tongue and resolve strangely in my brain.

I went from hating Jesse for bringing me the necklace to thanking him for it. So dependent on this thing, but so uncertain about the man it connects me to.

"I'm going to find a way out of this. Please don't worry about me too much". I say the words with a slight pang of guilt.

Speaking as if I'm a victim while memories of Calvin on top of me still live inside my head absolutely rent free. Jesse doesn't know the full truth of what's been happening in my dreams so he sees them as nightmares. I guess the question that has been haunting me lately would be, are they? Calvin had the opportunity to do this to Carlie but he chose not to. But does that actually mean that he sees me as more than a means to break his curse? Or would it be too much work to start over with another girl when he already has me?

We realize that it's gotten pretty late at this point so we decide to call it a night. Jesse hugs me goodbye and heads back to his place for the night. Sienne retires to her room at the same time as I do. I still feel mildly exhausted from the long day and from not wearing the necklace. My face hits the pillow and sleep instantly washes over me.

My eyes open to the familiar stone ceiling of the room. I turn to look over and see Calvin sitting in his red chair across from me. I sleepily meet his gaze. "So you didn't want to trade?" I decide to be direct with him so he knows that I know what happened.

"No." He says firmly. "No I did not want to trade what I have with you for some other girl."

"Carlie isn't so bad. She's beautiful and I'm pretty sure she'd love this whole whirlwind let's-get-married thing you have going on."

"How do you not get that I don't want anyone else but you? Do you really not know how perfect I think you are? I told you from the moment I saw you, I thought you were the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."

"Relationships can't just be based on looks Calvin."

"It's not just your looks. It's you." He sighs. "Being with you reminds me of a time where things were easy. Before magic, before the curse. You make me feel like I'm home."

I catch a brief look of softness in Calvin's eyes before they return back to his usual smug look. "You're going to have to accept that there is no trading. You're mine and I'm not going to accept anyone else. Also, tell your boyfriend to mind his fucking business from now on."

"Jesse is not my boyfriend and he was just looking out for me!"

"Looking out for you? He's the one who brought you to me to begin with. He can say he's trying to help you but at the end of the day he would never jeopardize our deal for your sake. "

"I wouldn't want him to. And you had him bring me to you under false pretenses!"

"Enough!" Calvin yells as the fireplace embers grow to match his rage. "You can act like you hate this all you want, but the way you quiver every time I touch you tells me everything I need to know"

"I-" Before I can respond Calvin closes the distance between us and takes my mouth with his. His kiss is urgent and controlling. Before I can react, he's already pushed me back into bed and he rolls over on top of me. All the anger I had towards him melts away as he slips my wrists into one of his hands and pins them above my head. He kisses and bites my neck while grinding himself into me so I feel how hard he is. I can tell he's leaving hickeys on my neck but I can't seem to care and can only focus on his firmness rubbing my clit through my underwear.

He kisses down my neck and begins to work his way towards my chest, each kiss sending tingles down my spine. He moves his free hand from squeezing my ass to pulling down the front of my tank top to reveal my breasts. He begins to kiss and suck on my skin before taking one of my nipples into his mouth. He expertly flicks it with his tongue and sucks on it, pressure still building in me from his hard dick rubbing against me. I can feel how wet he's making me and any thought of stopping has exited my mind entirely. I can feel his free hand move it's way down my underwear as we uses his fingers to feel how wet I am.

"You're soaking baby." He says teasingly. "Fuck I can't wait to taste you." He whispers into my ear as he starts to rub his finger over my clit in little circles. My hips buck beneath him has he licks my nipples while playing with me. He pulls his hand out of my underwear just as I'm about to finish and gives me a devilish look as he slips my underwear off.

"I didn't say you could cum for me yet" He says before burying his face in between my legs. He licks my slit before clasping his lips around my clit and gently sucking while looking up to watch my face as my body writhes from the pleasure he's giving me.

"Are you going to come for me?" He asks, knowing I'm about to finish. I let out a weak yes and he asks me to tell him that it's his. I pause to consider it.

"Tell me this perfect pussy is mine" He says again teasingly flicking his tongue against my clit. All rationale leaves my brain and I do it...

"It's yours" I say between breaths. Like magic words, Calvin hears this and instantly brings me to climax with his mouth, waves of pleasure rippling through my body like the ocean.

He kisses me deeply and holds me for a moment as I catch my breath. He gets up and slowly begins to take off his pants, leaving just underwear to cover his length. Even with underwear, I can still tell how big he is. He walks to the edge of the bed and I begin to stroke him through the fabric. He lets out a soft moan and begins to lower his shorts when the sound of his moaning is replaced with a loud blaring noise.

"Fuck" is the last thing I hear Calvin say before I wake up to the sound of my alarm.