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Miserable Alone
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Jaded Trapped
LisaLisa let the conversation die between them, the warning look she gave pensive and painful. She was stunned to think that he might feel the same. Even if he did... nothing was going to change. She didn't do long-distance relationships, or relationships in general. Falling in love with Marc couldn't change that. It was core to who she was as a person. She had built her identity on her sexuality, on her prowess. It was a protection if nothing else.They finished dinner and Geno refused to let Marc pay. Lisa tugged at his arm, urging him to let the restaurant owner treat them."Thank you. See boy? Beautiful and smart. Hold on to her. Once in a lifetime." Geno reached over and touched Lisa's shoulder before popping Marc on the back again. "Get out of here and go live your life, eh? You only get one.""Thanks, Geno." Marc opened the door as Lisa moved out onto the busy New York street. She turned to wait for Marc to move in beside her. "Let's go get the car and I'll get you home.""Sou
Jaded Love in an Elevator
Lisa"Start the elevator again. I'm not doing this with you. I'm not fighting over what could be. Lust is my king. Whatever this thing is... I don't want it. You don’t either.""Yes you do." He took a few steps toward her, moving her until her back hit the glass wall. He took her wrists in his hands and pulled them up, pinning her in place as he pressed his forehead to hers. "Tell me you don't want me.""I don't want you," she whispered, tears filling her eyes. "Don't do this to me."He brushed his lips by hers, his hand shifting to leave one holding her wrists pinned high above her. His other hand slid down her extended arm, over the curve of her breast and down her flat stomach. He pressed himself against her, a soft sigh leaving them both."Just let it be about sex, Marc. Leave it there. It's better there."He released her hands and turned her fast and hard, pressing her chest against the glass. "I agree. Let's leave it there. I'll try not to lose my mind over another guy buried de
Jaded The Beast
LisaLisa had grabbed a cab from downtown, the driver kind enough to wait for her to run into her mother's house for money while he waited. The night had been filled with tears and screams into her pillow, the emotions accompanying love so much more violent than lust.It had been a mistake to come to New York. Seeing him only compounded the fact that she was in love with him. If she gave him an inch he would drown her. She would pick up and move back to New York just to be near him. Love felt like obsession, wicked and controlling.The morning came quickly, Lisa still staring at the white dress he bought her on the floor. She forced herself to get up and shower again, the one the night before not seeming like enough. She could still feel him on her, smell him all over her. Where there was nothing she wanted more than to bathe in his scent, his way of controlling her was confidence shattering.Maybe she wasn't who she thought she was?Her phone buzzed. Kari asking if Lisa was going to
Jaded Life's Too Short
LisaLisa waved over her shoulder toward Fredrick before walking slowly up the dilapidated steps of Ms. Martin's house. Marc's truck wasn't in the driveway, which was a good sign. Disappointment tried to rear its ugly head, but she shoved it back.He wanted to be overtly dominant and try to teach her, HER, a lesson... he could find someone else to fuck with.She reached up and knocked on the front door, a bit of white paint chipping off to land on the ground before her. How Kari's mom didn't make more money as a nurse was shocking. The cost of living in New York was outrageous, but the condition of her house plus the location was disturbing. The door opened and an older version of Kari reached out to pull Lisa into a hug."There you are. Marc texted this morning that he wasn't sure you were coming over.""I wasn't sure I was either, but Kari wanted you to have these." Lisa lifted the small bag as Ms. Martin squealed with excitement and moved back into the house."Well, you're here now
Jaded A Slap in the Face
Lisa"No, no need to apologize. It was my fault. You were in the right." Lisa moved into the living area.Marc turned to face her, his eyebrow lifting.The tight black leather jacket that rested over his white t-shirt caught her attention first. Surely he didn't. He extended a large red bag toward her."I got you something." He didn't seem at all like himself. It looked as if life had pulled the plug on his joy and forced him to watch it die."I don't need anything. I have everything I want back home." She shrugged and moved past him to sit down at the table. "Ms. Martin, do you need help with lunch?""Hmmm? Oh no. Just take a load off. We'll eat in about twenty minutes. What time is your flight?""It's at five today." Lisa shrugged, not sure what time the flight was. Trisha had yet to get back to her, but she would spend the night at the airport if it meant running hard and fast from her feelings."Five? I thought you were staying until tomorrow." Marc moved into her line of sight, s
Jaded Ruined
Marc"I just can't believe she left. I'm seriously in shock." Marc turned to Drayer, his best friend for the last twelve years. There isn't much the two of them hadn't been through together."I'm shocked as fuck that you care. Since when does Marc Martin care about one girl?" Drayer laughed and leaned back in his chair, his eyebrow lifting as he almost lost his balance.Marc reached out and steadied the chair before his friend busted his butt in the middle of the pub they inhabited every Monday afternoon for happy hour. It was a ritual to get there an hour before the rest of the frat house and just chill together. Summer school wasn't part of the plan that year, but failing Trigonometry put a spin on those plans fast."I know. That's the part I can't seem to get past. Why her?""Is she hot?""Wicked hot. I don't think I've seen a woman turn more heads, but it's not just about how good she looks. She oozes confidence and authority. Lisa has this fiery red hair that feels like silk unde
Jaded Invitation to a Threesome
MarcThe bartender scoffed and Marc laughed, turning to walk back to the table. His basketball scholarship at NYU was the only reason he was still there. The big city life offered a lot, but he was growing weary of it more and more. He looked at Drayer as he approached and motioned toward the bar."The hot blond has your beer. Go get her.""The blond or the beer?" his friend asked as he stood."Both?" Marc chuckled and set the beers down before taking his seat. Some of the guys in the fraternity were on the team, but most of them were focused on academics. He had no choice but to remain focused, but it was getting harder and harder. He had decided to forgo med school, but the bachelors and masters in biology were still on the table. Teaching would be a good first career."Marc Martin... NYC's most eligible bachelor." The pretty brunette nibbled at her lip after speaking to him, her arm wrapped around another girl’s waist. They both stared as if waiting for greatness. It wasn't happeni
Jaded Like She's Everywhere
MarcMarc sat in his truck on the side of his mom's small house, the world not making much sense all of a sudden. He didn't want to go back to campus, too many people to answer to. Staying at his mom's was the only other choice. He hadn't left the bar more than five minutes before he realized he couldn't sleep with the girls. No way. The image of Lisa sitting on his lap, his hands all over her, the smell of her... the fucking smell was so good, it drove him mad.He growled loudly and hit his hands on the steering wheel. He had to text Drayer to get him with some emergency bullshit to get him out of the situation. It was a code blueberry. The word was fucking stupid and it caused his lip to lift even as anger rolled over him in waves. Since junior high if one of them needed pulling out of a sinking ship of any kind all they had to do was give the 'code blueberry' to the other and the shit was on.He hadn't wanted to do it, and Drayer would give him loads of crap over it, but Marc had n
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