Catfish: The Untold Story.

Jordan and Blake

Jordan

"Hey J, I know we don't really talk much but Blake's been gone a while and he's not answering his phone."

"His phones on the counter, he said he was going for a run."

"That was almost two hours ago."

"Maybe he ran far."

"Oh...okay..."

Jordan let out a sigh, "I'll go see if I can find him, and will that help?"

"Yes please. Will you let me know?"

"Yes I will."

"Thank you Jordan."

"You're welcome Jaye."

Jordan walked outside onto the deck which faced the Atlantic Ocean. He took in the view, people flocked to the beach. Boys playing a game of football, girls around watching and sun bathing. A few surfers catching the incoming waves before they broke for shore lingered in the cooling water as the weather went from in the hundreds to the lower eighties. It was still nice for him considering he was from Michigan and September in Michigan was the lower fifties. He walked shirtless and in a pair of basketball shorts no shoes to feel the cooling sand between his toes. He inhaled the cool crisp salty air.

Blake would be found when he wanted to be found. He knew his friend well enough to know that when he was done being inside his own head that he would come home and be okay. But because he told Jaye he would go check on him, he did. Jordan walked to the spot that had once been a hideaway for Zadan and Sam, sure enough Blake was seated looking at the ocean. He was glistening with sweat and breathing heavily.

"Hey."

Blake kept his back turned as Jordan moved up behind him. He placed his hand on his shoulder as Blake slumped forward.

"Your girls worried about you."

He nodded keeping his head down.

"You should tell her buddy. Get it off your chest."

Blake nodded again and held out his hand. Jordan handed him the phone, "I'll see you back at the house. Take your time."

Blake

Blake closed his eyes letting the wind crash against his face sending little sprinkles of sand with it roughly hitting his skin. He looked down at the phone he held in his hands. He knew he couldn't just leave her hanging. "Hey babe."

"Hey baby, how are you feeling?"

"I'm sorry I left you hanging for so long,"

"It's okay love, I just didn't know if you were okay or not. Are you home now?"

"Not yet, I'm sitting by the water seeing if that'll clear my head a little."

Jaye nodded unsure of what else to say. She knew not to push him but she was curious to his thoughts.

Blake sighed closing his eyes, "I'm going to head home now, and I need a shower. I'm all gross and smelly."

"Eww baby." She said trying to lighten the mood.

He smile a little, "Best watch it or I'll rub my stench all over you."

"Don't you dare!"

He grinned at her, "Or what?"

She backed away eyeing him.

"Just means you'd have to shower with me."

"Is that what that means Babyboy?"

"It is." He leaned closer to her taking her hands in his, placing them around his neck, he leaned down and moved his arms around her waist.

She looked up to meet his eyes, he looked down into hers. He leaned in and kissed her lips softly, his lips gently parting hers. His tongue moving along her bottom lip. She kissed him back her fingers moving up the back of his neck into his hair.

He lifted her up and carried her into the shower with him, the water hitting their bodies. He raised her shirt above her head and tossed it to the floor, he kissed down her wet body as he undid her shorts, he slide those down her legs as his mouth lingered on her hipbones. She moaned softly as her fingers moved through his hair.

He moved back up her body lifting her into his arms, her back against the shower wall. She ran her fingers down the back of his neck as he gently moved inside her. She let out a moan as he moved deeper. His mouth moved over her shoulder into her neck, his hands held her in place. He thrust as deep as he could over and over until they both finally came. They stood there with the water running over them, Blake still inside her as she held him. She didn't let go and wouldn't let go until he was ready.