TRYING NOT TO LOVE YOU

~Seventeenth Part~

Suddenly he lifted me up and took me to the bedroom. He let me down in front of the bed and looked at me questionably. I knew what he wanted. He didn't want to do anything, so he waited for my consent. I nodded and he kissed me passionately at the same moment. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let myself to him.
We were kissing for a while, then he takes off my shirt and I undress him. I stroked his muscular arms, shoulders and back. We didn't say anything, we just looked at each other. And our looks have been told everything. He kissed me again, then continued to kiss my neck, he removes a strap of my bra and kisses me on my shoulder. Then he knelt down, kissing me on the stomach, until he reached the top of my panties. He gently grabbed the elastic and stripped them off. Then, he kissed and licked me right there so I moan with a pleasure. He soon returned to my lips and kissed me again.
We spent a wonderful, passionate and wild night together and we fell asleep early in the morning.
Now I am lying in his bed and try to open my eyes as he walks in the room with the tray in his hands. "Good morning, sweetheart," he greets me. I get on my elbow and stare at him. He's wearing only a boxers and he smiles widely. I smile too: "Morning."
"You slept so nice that I didn't want to wake you up. So I decided to make you breakfast. This time I didn't burn anything," he said when he puts the tray on the nightstand and sat down to me on the bed. "It smells very nice. Let me see what you've prepared," I say and look at the tray. On the plate are waffles with Nutella and strawberries, coffee and orange juice. "You're wonderful," I say and give him a gently kiss on the lips. "Now, eat it before it cools," he said to me afterwards. "Won't you eat too?" I ask him when he gives me a tray and he shakes with his head: "I already drank a vegetable smoothie. I transgress yesterday too much," he winked at me. "Ah, come on. You just ate a pizza, it's not a big deal," I laughed and eat a piece of waffle. "No, it was not just a pizza. I transgress with you too," he said and I feel the heat. "Now, I'll leave you to eat in peace, because I have to get dressed," he said and kissed me on the forehead. "No, stay a little longer," I pout and he laughs: "Why?"
"There is so much chocolate and strawberries and I don't know what to do with them..." I say and smile. "Really?" he asked and I nod. "Well, I know what to do with them," he said and threw himself in bed next to me. I put the tray back to the nightstand and I only take a plate with waffles. He's lying on his back, I take advantage of the moment and clamber on him. I feel his friend is getting hard in his pants, so I smile.
I smudge the chocolate through his stomach and lick it. "Sara, why are you doing this?" he muttered, when I put a chocolate on the top of his cock and lick it again. Then I give him a passionately sticky kiss. "It's my turn now," he said and rolls me on my back. He smudge the chocolate on my nipples, my stomach and crotch, then adds strawberries. "You're crazy," I laughed when he starts licking all these places. It's time for sticky and chocolate sex.
"Do you allow me to get dressed right now?" he asks when we both lay breathless on the bed. "I don't know..." I say and kiss him again. Yeah, I can't stop kissing him. When I am with him, I forget to all the problems. Yes, I also forget my "cousin", whom I also love the same way as Jorge. It's crazy, isn't it?
"Well, I have to take a shower before I dress myself..." he said. "What did you want to say?" I ask him. "You can join me," he winked and got up. I'd love to, but I know how can it end again. I can't do that, because for the last time I took a shower together with Marc.
"I'd like to take little nap, so go yourself," I say when he nods and kisses me. I really fall asleep and he wakes me up with a gentle kiss on the cheek. "Oh, I fell asleep," I mumble when he smiles. "I want to ask you something. You don't have to respond me immediately. Take your time and think, okay?" he said when he sat down on the bed. I nod and wait for a question.
"Sara... I spent the wonderful night with you. I felt like three years ago when we were together. I know that I have a difficult character and that people can hardly tolerate me, but I am different when I am with you..." he stops a bit and I nod to him, then he continues: "Although I cheated on you very bad at that time, I never stopped loving you. When I saw you at Dani's party, I knew that I need to apologize and ask for a new opportunity. You don't have to give it to me. I know what you feel about Marc, but anyway... I want to fight for you. If I fight with him on races for the championship title, then I will fight with him for your love."
I am going to cry again.
"Sara, would you be my girlfriend?" he asks me with a trembled voice and I can see the tears in his eyes. I look at him and I don't know what to say. The entire film rolled in my head. "I..." I start, but I shut up. "Think about it, Sara. I don't want you to answer me now," he said and caresses my face. I nod and a tear runs down my face and he wipes it. "Take a shower so you don't get cold. I'll be in the fitness room," he said and kissed me on the cheek. Then he got up and left. I take a deep breath, then I get out of bed, I wrap myself in the sheet and go to the bathroom. I take a shower with cold water to clear my mind. Then I wrap myself in a towel and walk to the living room, where I left my dress yesterday. Everything is tidy and my clothes are nowhere. I decide to go to Jorge and ask him where he puts off my dress. When I get to the door, I hear he's talking to someone on the phone. I don't want to listen, but I still wonder what the conversation is about.
"How dare you go to him? You really are the breaker of the relationships," he said.
"No, I am not happy.
"Yes, I do love her, but I can't watch her suffer. He don't want to talk with her anymore, because of you."
Does he talk to Ruby? I get even closer to the door and hear: "Ruby, I called you just to tell you how you're disgusting me. If you have any compassion, go to Marc and tell him the truth. Sara doesn't deserve that he behaves like that to her. I hope I never see you again. Bye," and then he hang off. I hear that he turns on the running device again and starts running. What should I do? Should I enter and ask him for a dress? Or should I turn around and wait in the living room? I decide for the second option, so I quietly turn around and walk to the living room where I (still wrapped in a towel) sit on the couch. Why did he call Ruby? He loves me and wants to be with me, why he wants that Marc forgive me?
I sit in the living room and think for the next hour, when Jorge comes. He's all sweat and when I look at him, I feel the heat again. "Oh, here you are," he said surprised, "why aren't you dressed?"
"I can't find my clothes," I say and smile. "Oh, sorry. I put them in a closet. You won't believe, but you still have some clothes here."
"Really?" I ask him surprisingly and he nods to me: "Yeah, when we broke up, I put them in a guest room. Go for them, I have to take a shower again."
I go to the guest room and he goes to the bathroom. I open the closet and there are really some of my things and clothes in it. I smile. I decide to wear jeans and a gray shirt. I pull out the drawer and there I find my favorite thongs.
"Did you find anything interesting?" he asks me at the door. "Yeah, I really am. I was looking for them," I say and throw them to him. He caught them and laughs: "Oh, your favorites," he said and smelling them. "They don't smell like you anymore," he said as I walked to him: "Oh, yeah? Does any of your lovers wear them?"
"Not at all. It has been three years in this drawer and has lost your smell. Maybe you should wear them again."
"Maybe," I say and I turn around and I brushed up with my butt at his crotch. "Sara, what are you doing to me," he said. "Can you give them back to me, so I can wear them?" I ask him. "Are you going to wear them now?" he asks quickly. "If you want," I answer and look at him. "R-rather not. I should be on the training, so I am in a hurry," he stutters. "I understand," I say, "I have to go home," I close the closet. "You won't take these clothes at home?" he asks. "No, I'll leave them here. I'm sure I'll come here again someday."
"Fine, they'll wait for you," he said then we go back to the living room. "I can leave you the keys if you want," he said. "No, I take the bag and I'll go."
"Well, then we can go together."
Then, we leave the apartment together.
We both keep silent in the elevator. I am thinking about the conversation I have heard and he is probably thinking about something else, because his eyes are darker and full of lust. "I have to kiss you one more time," he said, pressing me against the wall of the elevator and kisses me passionately. I laugh when the elevator stops on the third floor and the older woman enters.
"Good morning, Mrs. Morales. How are you today?" Jorge asks her when he repairs his shirt. "I'm fine, Jorgito. And I also see that you're not bad at all," the lady said and looked at me from head to toe. "You're still my favorite, you know this, don't you?" he answered while he caresses my butt. I look at him and I can barely keep myself from laugh.
"I am too old for you, Lorenzo. Stick with this beauty. See you," she said when we arrived to the ground floor. "Goodbye, Mrs. Morales," we both greet her. "She's a very nice lady," I say when we leave the building. "Yeah, she has the whole wall in the living room stuffed with my posters," he said. "I don't believe," I laughs. "Okay. She has one poster. Where do you have a car?"
"There, under the tree," I show. "I'll walk you. I have my own in the garage," he said and winked at me. "Oh, you should leave it on the garage," I laugh. "A car, Sara. Did you think about something else?" he asks me when we walk to my car. "Ah, of course not," I laugh, "thank you for a nice evening and... even a nicer night," I thanked. "You're always welcomed at my home," he said and steps closer to me: "Can I give you a goodbye kiss?" he quietly asks and I nod. He leans to me and gives me a beautiful gentle kiss. "See you," he said then. "I think you have something mine," I say. "Your heart?" he asks and winks at me again. "You hit on women like that?"
"Only you."
I laugh: "You have my thongs."
"I thought you forgot about them," he said, and took them out of his pocket, but he didn't return them yet: "I'll give you them, if you promise that you'll be wearing it the next time we meet."
"Is this a blackmail?"
"Do you think it is?"
"I don't promise anything," I say then I take them out of his hands and blow him a kiss and sit in a car. "Bye, Jorgito," I say and drive away.
I look into the rear mirror and I see that he is still standing in the same place and looking after me and smiling like a silly.
I turn on the radio and the same song that we listened it yesterday is playing. I increase the volume and sing out loud.
Soon I drive at home and suddenly I am not as happy as I was before. I park the car in the garage and go to the house. "Oh, mum, you're not at work?" I am surprised when I see mum in the kitchen. "It's Saturday, Sara. I am at home on weekends," she said and cuts the onion.
"Right, I forgot," I smiled. "Where have you been all night?" she asks me. I hear annoyance, perhaps an anger in her voice. "I slept at Jorge's place," I answer after a minute of silence. "Yeah," she answered shortly. "Where dad and Gloria are?" I ask her. "Dad is with your uncle and Gloria is in her room."
"Okay, then I'll go to her."
"She's studying for the exam, you better don't bother her."
"Okay. Can I help you with lunch?"
"You can prepare a salad."
I wash my hands and start preparing salad.
"You were wearing a dress yesterday, if I remember correctly," she said.
"Yeah. I still have some clothes there, so I dress different today."
"It doesn't seem right to me."
"What?"
"To spend so much time with him.
"I am old enough to hang out with someone I like, mum."
"Yes, but at the moment Marc is the most important."
"My cousin doesn't want to see me again. He sent me out of the hospital."
"I heard it," she nods.
"And you won't say anything about it?"
"Obviously he had a reason."
"Yes, he had. His ex-girlfriend visited him and lied to him."
"It is your thing, Sara."
"Yes, it is my thing if I am with Jorge, too."
"But he is..." mum starts, but Gloria interrupts her: "Mum, stop it."
"It's okay, Gloria. Let her say what she has to say," I say when I finish with a salad. "Good appetite," I say and leave the kitchen. I go to the garden and sit down on a staircase. I am thinking about what Jorge asked me in the morning. I am thinking about being his girlfriend again. "Won't you eat?" my sister asks me when she joins me in the garden. "No, I don't have appetite. I don't know why is mum talking to me like that."
"Leave her. She'll calm down soon. In the morning, she has fight with dad. He defended you, you know."
"What happened?"
"Alex visited us in the evening and told us what happened. It is understandable that Marc is confused and it is difficult for him because he does not remember anything. Whoever could do him a brainwash." I nod because I agree with her. "She was mad because you didn't return at home. She's angry with Jorge because he cheated on you."
"I gave him the chance to tell me what happened then," I say. "He is a good guy. You know best if you'll forgive him. There are never too many friends."
"About that..." I start, "friends don't sleep together, right?"
"Wait, I don't understand. You went that far?"
I nod.
"Oh, sister," she said and hugs me, "would you like to talk?"
"I need to tell someone how I feel. I... actually... it's hard for me. They are so different. I am in love with Marc since childhood. When dad told me that we're not related I was so happy. Finally, I could tell him what I feel. And he felt the same. All the time. I couldn't have wanted for better. When I met Jorge again... at the party... the world turned to my head. I just looked at him and I felt what I felt years ago. I never stopped loving him. And yesterday, when Marc bounced me out of the hospital, I only wanted to see Jorge. I didn't want to talk to anyone from my family. That's why I went to him. I told him everything and... in the end, we couldn't resist the lust. We spent the night together."
"And... how did you feel?"
"In love," I confess. "And you know what else?"
"What?" she asks.
"He asked for a new opportunity."
"That means he asked you if you'd be back with him?"
I nod.
"And what did you answer him?"
"He said that I need to think."
"And?"
I shrug with my shoulders: "I don't know. I really don't know."
"Listen to your heart, sister. You don't have to care what other think."
"It is hard because I love both of them. I want to be with Marc, but I can't be with him because of the accident. Not even now, when he thinks that we're cousins. And here is Ruby..."
"I know... look, you and Marc are a perfect couple, but now I would advise you to try again with Jorge."
"I already thought of that..." I confess.
"You have nothing to lose. No one knows how long it will take to recover Marc memory. It's ridiculous to wait for days, weeks, months, possibly years. You are young and you have to take advantage of life. Be with someone who loves you. And I know Jorge loves you."
"How are you so sure?"
"I didn't tell you, but we met in the store few weeks ago... we all know him as arrogant and haughty, but when we started talking about you, he became quite different..."
"Attentive, smiling, gentle," I start and my sister nods: "Exactly. Believe it or not, he's voice changed when he started talking about you. His eyes were sparkling. He undoubtedly loves you, and he is very sorry that he cheated you."
"Thank you, Gloria. Thank you for everything," I say and I hug her.
I am sure that I decide it right.