Die for us

I missed you...

Jason’s POV –

I still have something planned for Jane; I wasn’t going to just take us having sex and make that my way of making it up to her. No, I wouldn’t take advantage of her that way.

But in all honesty, I never thought Jane would be the one to make the first move in this situation. I always pictured me being in control but that clearly wasn’t the case. She wasted no time getting to me on the couch and I loved every minute of it.

Jane has nice hands, gentle and soft to the touch. Jane’s body was just perfect all around, her curves were perfectly shaped. My hands loved exploring herbody and not to mention her ass was amazing for grabbing, I could barely keep my hands off.

I rub her back slowly; we had both finally caught our breath. Jane moves her head back and looks up at me, I look down at her and she smiles.

I sit up and so does she, using the blankets to cover her chest as she rests her cheek on my shoulder.

“Jason,” Jane says, lifting her head up and kissing my cheek.

“Hmm?” I look at her and kiss her lips softly.

“How many girls have you actually been with?” She says seriously, staring at me.

I bring a hand up and scratch the back of my neck. “Not many.”

“How many?” She urges.

I look at her and she stares back at me waiting for my reply. She holds the blankets close to her chest, her other hand on my shoulder.

“To be honest...” I start saying, looking around the room. “Only four, I won’t count Ashley because she was a mistake. You’re the fourth girl I’ve been with.”

She raises an eyebrow at me, “Liar.”

“I’m not lying.” I laugh. “Honestly, I don’t go around fucking anyone I see Jane. I mean I do love sex...god gave me a dick for a reason.”

Jane laughs, biting over her lip as she stares at me.

“I’ve only had one serious relationship and by serious I mean....I was in love.” I say.

Jane narrows her eyes, I can see the jealously in her expression perfectly. She couldn’t fathom the thought of me loving someone else besides her. My past relationship was one that took me in too deep so of course I was in love but I’ve moved on, I’m willing to love someone else more than I loved Veronica, my ex.

I’m willing to love Jane.

“If you guys were so in love why’d you break up?” She scoffs, lying down on the bed, not wanting to look at me.

She turns on her stomach, head facing away from me. I lean down and rub her back slowly.

“...It’s just something in my past.” I say nervously.

Jane slowly pushes herself up, not using the blankets to cover her chest. Jane was waiting for me to continue but honestly this was something I was afraid I’d have to talk about.

“Tell me something deep about you and I’ll return the favor.” She whispers.

I remember our conversation in the car, I had shown her my chain from Jazzy and she had told me about her parents. She told me there was more to her story and my curiosity always wanted to know what it was.

I take a deep breath and Jane waits patiently. I look away from her, down at my fingers, trying to find the best way to explain what happened.

“...I met Veronica when I was fifteen and we didn’t date until I was sixteen....I was in gangs still at the time. I came into the gang life when I was twelve which was the same year my parents died in a shoot-out. I didn’t know how to do anything else but shoot a gun so of course I chose to be a thug.” I try to laugh. “Veronica didn’t accept my lifestyle and she tried to leave me, but at the time I was so head over heels that I did anything, anything to keep her with me. But I knew deep down that she didn’t love me the way I loved her.”