once in a lifetime

Chapter 12

Silent. completely silent. no text, no calls, nothing.

I start to think his moods are bigger than his penis which will be very difficult...

It has been 5 hours since I sent Jaime the text, but like I said, still no response.

Maybe I should call him, or text him it was just a joke, but I understand the damage had been done.

my mom always told me I should think before I speak which I usually do, but I just wanted to have fun. stupide choice, apparently.

I sit at the restaurant with Jay who is checking my every move.

"That's it, spill the beans, missy. What is on your mind? "

I don't want to talk about it, but like I know Jay, he won't leave until I say something. I don't want to talk about it, because I don't want to admit to myself I actually care. I don't let men get inside my soul, only my body, which he did so good, like glove to my hand and his touch is so delicate and relaxing, just thinking about his hands I start to trample.

"EARTH TO EMMA" Jay is screaming and waiving his hands on my face.

"Oh' what? sorry, I have the worst headache" I mumble the first thought that crossed my mind.

He doesn't believe me, not even single bit, but he lets it go, he knows eventually I will tell him.

He opens his mouth and close it, I see the wheels on his head working extra time.

"Has he called you again?"

Splash on my face, oh my god, I tottaly forgot about it.
I was deep in thoughts about Jaime I forgot about the phone call.
"No, I think he got the massage last time and please, let's not talk about him. So, I have new destanation" I change the subject and pry he'll go with it.
Jay is hestatining but eventually, he drps the subject.

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Jay pulls by my building, I kiss him goodbye and walk out of his car. He usually walks me but I insist he'll go and that I'm ok.
I start to walk and when I pick up my face I see 2 green eyes, staring in to my soul, see all my inner soul.
He leens on his car, black suit which matches his tie and crossed hands.
If a look could kill than his right now will be the first.
"When is the wedding?" his tone cold and flat, giving nothing away.
How the hell I'm saving the situation, well done Emma, the first guy you liked in years and you blew it.
Wait, what?! Liked?! I don't like Jaime, he is just... Refreshing.
God I like him.
I look at him and I realise he looks so tired, like somthing run over him.
I step close to him, lifting my hand to touch his face.
I touch his cheek and he leans on my hand, closing his eyes and taking deep breath.
I kiss him softly on his lips, catching him by suprise but a second later he moves his lips with mine.
"Now it's your turn to help me forget how fucked up my day was" his eyes are begging me, their look is honest and pleading.
5 min later, we are on my bed, his tough exploring my mouth and feels like velvet.
I,m on top of him, pulling my shirt off and unhook my bra, all this time, never leaving his eyes. I lean to him, kissing his cheak, licking his neck, all the way down to his manhood. I undressed him and lower my face, kissing gently the tip of his penis.
"Ough, Emma, what are you doing to me?" his hands are on my hair, playing with it.
"You asked me to forget and after last night, you wish is my command" and with that I put his penis in my mouth, sucking it hard, licking from the buttom to the top, he is moaning siletly.
I take one of his bals in my mouth while rubbing his erection in my hands.
He is moaning agan, his head is lean back and his eyes are closed.
He is lifting up, leaning on his hands, watching me taking it all the way, my tits bounce and I see it cought his attention.
He grabs my hand and flips me on my back, pressing his hard member on my stomach, buring his face on my neck and I feel the warm liquid on me.
"Thank you, babe" he whispers when sleeps takes over him.