My lips touch his again and it's a lot more rough. I know we both need this, we both crave the others touch. It's intoxicating. He pushes the straps of my dress down to my hips and he reaches out and palms my breasts in both his hands.
A small moan...
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Jacob packs our suicases in the back of the taxi before closing the boot. I sent him a small smile, and his hand is on the bottom of my back as he leads me into the backseat of the taxi.
The ride back to Jacob's flat in London was long, but I spent most of my time sleeping before Jacob gently wakes me, stroking his thumb down my cheek. "Hey. We're here." He smiled nervously, and I blinked multiple times until I was fully aware of my surroundings. I sit up, looking out of the window. He lived in a normal block of flats, and I smiled at the sight.
Jacob opens the door, steeping out and holding it open for me. I offered him a smile before getting out of the taxi and walking over to the boot.
By the time we made it inside his flat, I was a little more awake and aware. It was a small place, not that I'm complaining. I liked it. As I looked around, it seemed as though Jacob had attempted to clean the place before leaving, but he didn't do a very good job. There were alcohol bottles scattered around the place, and I took a deep breath.
This has been his life because of me. Because of my actions. I've damned him in the process of loving myself.
"It's..." I shrugged my shoulders. "Cute. Cosy." I sniffled, and Jacob rolled his eyes before stepping further into the flat and shrugging his coat off. I watch as he drapes it over the armchair, crossing his arms over his chest. "I'm serious."
"I know. I just wish I hadn't let myself..." Jacob gulped, pressing his lips together tightly. "Fall so far down the rabbit hole." He itches the top of his bicep. "Football was going really well for me." He murmured, mostly to himself.
"I know. I'm sorry."
Jacob sighed heavily. "It's not your fault. I'm an adult and I have to take responsibility for my actions."
"But-"
"Aria." Jacob warned, stepping towards me. I stand a litttle straighter as he takes a soft hold of my shoulders, squeezing them a little. My body physically relaxes with his touch, and I find myself leaning into him a little. "It's not your fault. What I did with my life is no one's blame but my own." He tells me, carressing the back of my hair. "I didn't blame you then, and I don't blame you now."
"Okay." I whispered, even though I could feel that familiar feeling in my chest. That self-hate. The anger. But, I pushed it down. I have not come this far for my own insecurities to be my downfall. I will not let myself fall back into that horrible mindset I was in. It's so damaging and it's not affecting just me. Jacob will end up even more hurt if I don't learn to control my impulses. "Okay." I repeated, my eyes fluttering to a close.
Jacob pulls me in, kissing the top of my head. His fingers lightly pressed to the exposed part of my back, and I melted into his touch. "Come on." He murmured. "Let's put our suitcases away and I'll show you around town. You can meet my pub friends."
