Mr.James *UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION*

Chapter 19- On My Mind Pt.1

I sat on the recliner watching Jazmin sleep, her chest rising and falling with gentle breaths. She stirred and whimpered in her sleep. I was about to shake her awake but she stirred and her eyes fluttered open. She sat up slowly and looked at me. She smiled. She got up and went to the kitchen. "You slept like a rock," I said. "Why didn't you wake me up?" She said. "Wanted to let you sleep," I said. I went into the kitchen. She was sitting on the counter drinking a bottle of water. Her head was tilted back exposing her neck. She looked at me. "Why are looking at me like that? " She asked. "Do you think about me?" I asked her. "James we promised..." "Fuck what we promised," I said. I took a step a closer to her and she stepped back. I closed the space between u and grabbed her by the waist. I pinned her hips against the fridge behind her. I pressed my lips against her throat and couldn't help but smile when her breath caught in her throat."Tell me you don't think about me." I said. I drug my lips against her throat and she moaned. "Tell me you don't like the feel of hands on your body," I said, adding pressure to my grip on her hip. She took in a breath, trying not to moan. "That's not an answer," I said, kissing her throat lightly. "I can't." She said. "You can't what?" I said, my heart dropping. "I can't tell you to stop. I don't want you to stop." She said breathily. I smiled against her skin. "I won't. Trust me, I won't." I said. I grabbed the back of her thighs and hoisted her up on my waist and pressed her back against the fridge. I smashed my lips into hers. She pushed a hand through my hair and held me tight with other. I love her tight grip on me Like she needed me. I gathered her onto my hip and took her to the couch. I laid her down, my lips not leaving hers once. She tore her lips from mine. "Save 15% in 15 minutes without even leaving the comfort of your home!" She said getting louder. I closed my eyes and opened them awake now. Jazmin laid beside me, taking up the rest of the couch. I'd rolled over on the remote turning it up enough for it to invade my dreams. I turned down the T.V. so it wouldn't wake her up. I pulled her feet into my lap, and just sat there watching her sleep wondering how could someone be so perfect for you yet be so untouchable.