Meeting part two.Kalia. He was right, nothing about us was complicated. We both knew exactly where we stood with each other. But could I separate my feelings for him from what I was supposed to do from my mission. Something was completely off, I could feel it but it could easily have been my paranoia. Since last night something had happened between us, something had changed. I know I had been vulnerable with him but it also felt like something else had changed, even the way he looked at me. He didn't look at me like he used to, with hatred. Maybe I should just let go and see how everything was going to play out. I wanted him, I wanted to feel him, to kiss him. I could easily separate my feelings for him from my mission, I tried to convince myself. He was somewhat right, nothing about us was complicated, atleast in his eyes, but that was because he didn't know what I was after, he didn't know what I was accusing him and his family off. If he knew what I did, he would never want
JakeDesire It was my turn to stare at her as she walked away, my body telling me to ran after her and kiss her, touch her, beg at her feet. But I needed to get some work done, so instead of following her no matter how tempted I was, I decided to give her some time to think. I went into the office without bothering to watch her make her final decision. My body ached with need and it unsettled me. Yes, it had been a long time since I had felt this way about a woman but something about her was different, I was drawn to her. Ironic that I had never come close to proposing marriage to a woman in my life, and the one I had married was a con. I knew nothing really about her, everything out of her mouth was a lie but yet somehow my body wanted to do things to her body. She wanted me too. But something was stopping her from making the final step. It could all be part of her act playing at reluctance in order to build my level of sexual frustration to a fever pitch. Or she could be genuine
Kalia.Getting physical “I was looking for you.” Jake’s husky whisper drew me from my reverie. I turned to face him and my throat dried. He was so impossibly handsome, so amazingly, sensationally masculine. He made everything feminine inside of me quiver with expectant longing and desire.“I took a bath,” I said, hoping the silver moonlight disguised the blush I knew was staining my cheekbones. “It helps me relax.”He moved closer to me, his eyes black in the dim light, the planes of his face thrown into sharp relief. He reached a hand out and cupped my cheek, stroking it lightly with his thumb. I shivered, and i felt mynipples tighten and press against the thin, insubstantial fabric of the robe, my aching flesh calling for his attention, his touch.He tipped my chin up and I met his eyes, shocked by the stark hunger I saw in them, a hunger that reflected my very own. “If I kiss you I won’t stop,” he said, his voice a rough whisper. “Not until you are naked beneath me, crying out my
Kalia. Getting physical part twoI inhaled and wrapped my fingers around him. His skin was even hotter there, like aflame. I moved my hand over his velvety skin, exploring him, learning what he liked and what made him moan with pleasure.“Enough teasing.” He picked me up again and I found myself lying flat on my back on the cool white comforter.He drew a nipple into his mouth, sucking it, leaving it with the flat of his tongue, before moving his attention to the other breast and repeating the act. Heat flared in my pelvis and all nervousness fled, pushed out by the intense longing that was pouring through my body in waves.Jake pulled back and looked at me, his eyes glittering with passion.He let a finger drift up my inner thigh, coming close to my pulsing wet center. I shivered, anticipation of the unknown coupled with my intense arousal making the muscles in my legs quiver.Testing my readiness, he slid the tip of one finger inside of my tight pussy. I gasped, my hips bowing up o
Jake. I rolled onto my back, my breathing labored, my blood roaring in my ears. My whole body was still on fire from what had been simply the most amazing sexual experience of my life. And the most reckless, stupid act I had ever committed.But mostly from the shock of the news I had just discovered. Kalia was a virgin, untouched. My head went back to the flashback of the pictures of her naked in a hot with some guy. She had wanted me to believe she had sex. She really was a smart cookie, I thought to myself. I had sex with her without a condom, taking her word for it that she was safe which was the least of my worries. She was a virgin. I was the only man to ever touch her. A virgin. And I had just finished inside of her. I had never so much as kissed an innocent before, I liked my women a little more experienced, and now I had taken one tobed and initiated her none too gently. I was torn between immense guilt at the realization that I had taken her virginity, and a building rage
The morning after. Kalia. "Good morning.” The sound of a husky male voice pulled me from my comatose sleep. Gradually my senses returning to me. I opened my eyes looking around me. There was a large masculine hand splayed across my belly, and i could feel…oh…icould feel his erection pressed against my backside.The events from the night before came flooding back to me with brutal clarity. I had finally slept with Jake. He knew I had been a virgin, a twenty three year old virgin, and he has been my first. I knew what the arrangement was, two years of playing house and yet I had let him in, knowing this was never going to be a real thing. I had officially lost my mind.His hand drifted up and began toying gently with my nipples. I moaned with pleasure. Yes. I had really lost my mind. And if he kept touching me like that itwas going to be lost to me forever.“Good morning.” I tried to squirm out of his hold, away from him and back into a realm where critical thinking was possible,
JakeUnexpected visitor. She had been gone for a few minutes to freshen up. I was laying on the bed looking at my phone when she walked in. I looked up, and was momentarily frozen by the pang of lust that hit me square in the gut and the swelling of emotion that tightened my chest. She looked so young, so vibrantly beautiful. All of her haughty, don’t touch me demeanor had faded, giving way to a soft, well. loved the expression. She looked like a thoroughly satisfied woman, and i couldn’t help but glory like a caveman over the fact that I had been the man, the onlyman, to make her feel that way. I had brought her to the pinnacle of pleasure and caught her as she fell. I had been the only man to kiss her. lush breasts, to join my body to hers. The novelty of it was extraordinary.No, i wouldn’t even call it a novelty; it was much more than that.I still had no idea what her game was if there was a game. For the first time I considered that she might be everything she claimed to be.
Kalia.I was about to get in the shower, when I heard the start of a car and immediately went to my window. It was Jake, he was leaving with her. He looked up and I was certain he saw me, looking at them before he drove off. I stood there for a few more seconds until his car disappeared. I looked at my empty room with an entree of breakfast food on my bed before I walked out. I needed answers. I saw his door was still open, the door to his office. I looked around, making sure no one was watching before I sneaked in and slightly closed the door. I had always wondered what his office looked like, I was not surprised at all when I found out it was bigger than my bedroom. It had what looked like a lounge area, and it also had a bed in there, which explained why he spent so much time there. I walked over to his desk, spinning his chair around as I looked around. That's when I saw the framed photo on his desk of a little smiling girl, she looked about two years old in that photo. I p
Kalia.I turned around and it was Maya, she slowly sat on the cold pavement next to me. She seemed to be in so much pain. "You should be in bed." i said helping her sit comfortably. "No, I should be on a bed next to Jake in the ICU," she said looking away. "Everyone keeps saying I am lucky, but i don't feel lucky at all, not when it was my fault""Maya, accidents happen. It's not your fault, it's not your fault he is in there and you are out here." "But it is, I could have taken a cab, but instead I let him come pick me up." "I know Jake, there is no way he would have let you take a cab and you know that too. He will be fine, he will wake up from there, he is a fighter.""You really believe that?" "I have to believe that, I have to have hope that he will fight, that this is not how our story ends. He has to fight.""You know he talked about you, he told me alot about you." Maya said, catching me off guard. A part of me got excited, with little butterflies in my stomach. "Let me
Kalia. After dinner, I went out by the pool. It was a beautiful night, the full moon out along with a sky full of stars. It was so beautiful and calming out here tonight and generally in the country. I had always wanted to raise my family in the country, away from the buzz of the city.I dipped my bare feet into the cold water, getting a certain satisfaction. I was still reeling from dinner, from that made up how we met. I had watched Jake all night, he seemed happy, he was so committed to the fake story that I wondered if he really did remember how we met. He could be a good actor because even I bought it. Which is why it was going to be difficult to read him, to trust him. My phone buzzed, and I looked at the watch on my wrist, it was past eleven almost midnight. Who would be texting me at this hour? Maybe something was wrong with my dad, that was the only reason I could think of why someone would be texting me this late. I quickly got out of the water, rushing to the table
Kalia. After dinner, I went out by the pool. It was a beautiful night, the full moon out along with a sky full of stars. It was so beautiful and calming out here tonight and generally in the country. I had always wanted to raise my family in the country, away from the buzz of the city.I dipped my bare feet into the cold water, getting a certain satisfaction. I was still reeling from dinner, from that made up how we met. I had watched Jake all night, he seemed happy, he was so committed to the fake story that I wondered if he really did remember how we met. He could be a good actor because even I bought it. Which is why it was going to be difficult to read him, to trust him. My phone buzzed, and I looked at the watch on my wrist, it was past eleven almost midnight. Who would be texting me at this hour? Maybe something was wrong with my dad, that was the only reason I could think of why someone would be texting me this late. I quickly got out of the water, rushing to the table
Kalia. I had been working overtime for the money and the hours were starting to get to me. I was exhausted, but I needed the money. I turned away from the cashier’s counter closing it and slammed into a hardwall.. well, it felt like it was a hard wall, but in fact, it was a man’s solid chest. Large,powerful hands came around and gripped my upper arms to steady me.For a second it was all right. I had the apologetic, slightly flirtatious smile and appropriate words that passed for polite regret ready, I’m so sorry. But when my eyes flew past the broad shoulders up to his face my whole world tilted crazily. I felt the blooddrain away from my head and my face whiten. A part of my brain screamed, No. No. No.No fucking way. Not halfway across the world. Not after all this time.I had done a pretty good job of starting afresh, far away from my previous life, far from anyone that knew me. And for a while it had worked, or atleast I had thought so. I opened my mouth and… Closed it like som
Jake. I stood at the end of the cracked asphalt driveway, staring up at the old, two-story house that had loomed large in my childhood. The faded blue paint peeled in the corners, and the once vibrant garden lay choked with weeds. It felt both alien and achingly familiar. I had driven here straight from the hospital, I needed the drive, it was therapeutic and helped my mind no to focus on Kalia kissing that man. I stepped onto the porch, the wood creaking beneath me like the groan of old bones. The door, a relic of better days, swung open with a reluctant push, revealing a dim interior that smelled faintly of mildew. Dust motes danced in the shafts of light that filtered through the grimy windows. I hesitated on the threshold, recalling a thousand small moments the laughter, the fights, the palpable fear.I was a rich man who lived lavish, but so was my father. He used to be among the richest self made men, but after my mother left, he started getting reckless, gambling, drinking an
Pregnancy. "Oh my God, I don't feel so good." i said standing up, my hand on my lower abdomen. A few minutes I was kneeling by the bathroom vomiting my guts out. Maybe it was something I ate, it had to be something I ate. I said to myself going in for another round of vomiting. Now that I was thinking about it, I had been feeling nauseated and tired for almost a week now. I just thought I was coming down with something, but this was getting too serious. Maybe I needed to take a test. I slowly got up from the ground, washing my hands and mouth, before I looked at myself in the mirror touching my stomach. I tried to portrude my stomach a little bit, to get a glimpse of what I would look like pregnant. ' I can't be pregnant, not right now atleast.'I fished my phone out from my pocket and went straight to my period tracker. I was definitely a few days late. All I had to do now, was get a few pregnancy tests from the hospital. I slowly picked up my phone and walked out of my ro
The small town ice cream parlour buzzed with the sweet chatter of families enjoying their afternoon treats. Lively music played softly in the background, mixing with the hum of the old-fashioned soda fountain and the occasional scrape of spoons against cold, creamy bowls. Emma sat across from her son, Ryan, both savoring their chocolate and vanilla ice cream cones. She smiled at her six-year-old, his face covered in a delicious mess of chocolate smears. The sun streamed in through the big front windows, casting a warm glow on the tiled floor and the colorful, vintage décor of the shop.Ryan, as always, was full of energy. He hopped out of his seat to peer at the ice cream flavors on display, his eyes wide with excitement. He was a curious child, often getting distracted by the smallest of details. Emma watched him, content, her own cone forgotten for a moment as she admired her son’s wonder at the world.Then, a loud clink interrupted the peaceful moment. A man, tall and slightly dish
Jake.. No matter what happens, we will always be infinite. I looked up from my phone, and for a moment the whole world came to a standstill. I knew her. She was a brunette with all her hair held up in a bun, she was wearing a yellow sundress, and some sunglasses. She looked beautiful, but that was not what caught my attention, it was whose hand she was holding. A boy that seemed to be around two years was tugging on her dress. I didn't even realize I was staring until our eyes met, she almost gasped, one hand on her mouth, she looked horrified to see me, scared even. She quickly took the child's hand and seemed like she was about to run away when a man approached them with candy. He handed it over to the enthusiastic little boy who beamed with excitement. "Excuse me, do I know you from somewhere." I said touching the lady's arm and they all turned to look at me, including the little boy. "Are you my daddy?" the little boy said, looking up at me, with ice cream smeared all ov
Kalia. "Nothing really. It was just that while we were in the Park today Ethan started asking about his father. He is very intelligent, you know, Kalia. He sees that the other kids have a mummy and daddy and constantly he asks me what has happened to his daddy." anguish and pain cut through me. This broke my heart, that I was not able to give him a fully functional family. " Can it really be that his father does not want him? Surely." Ella asked, still holding my hand, caressing it gently. " His father doesn't even know he exists," I told told her harshly, taking a deep breath. "Oh, Ella, please don't ask me about him. Not tonight of all nights. I just couldn't bear it. . . ." "For Ethan's sake you must," Ella said gently. "You cannot fob him off forever. Soon he will be old enough for play school, and children can be so unkind. . . ." "One-parent families are nothing unusual these days," I said defensively, "and surely Ethan is better off with me than with two parents who fight