The sound of jangling keys in his hands as he unlocked the door was the only thing that disrupted the stillness of the night.
Their ride back home was long and quiet - it felt like an eternity. The awkward, radiating silence between them enveloped the confines of his car. Where earlier it was hot and steamy inside, it was now cold and filled with tension. And it wasn't the sexy, electric tension they normally feel when they're with each o
K looked down on her phone's screen.
Their eyes met, and she had to dart them away immediately as she felt hot tears welling up again from inside her. She just got over the whole crying part, and thought there weren't any more left for her to cry out.She tried to distract herself so she would not tear up in front of him. She looked down on her satin pajama shorts and tugged it down a little, realizing she haven't even taken a shower yet and that she probably looked like a t
"What?" Jesse asked, it came off a pitch higher all with the pure, pleasant surprise. A smile was finally drawn in his beautiful face.K couldn't help but smile, too. Seeing Jesse finally a little relieved from all the negative emotions that washed over him earlier. There couldn't have been a more perfect timing for her to say it. "My name..." She trailed off. "IsKristen."
"Morning, baby." K whispered on his cheek, kissing Jesse awake. Her mouth was cool and smelled citrusy from drinking orange juice. She grazed her lips all around his face, sending a buzzing tingle on the nerves of his warm skin.Jesse groaned and stirred awake, pulling K to him so that she's locked and helpless in his arms. He breathed her in and smiled through his sleepiness. K smelled like vanilla, pancake batter, maple syrup, and orang
She could literally hear a loud ringing in her ear.It reminded her of the first time she fell off from Lacey, her American Quarter horse. She badly wanted to do short strides, testing out Lacey to jump off the makeshift horse fence. She was just six years old then. Her kind and gorgeous beast was too scared to make the jump, though. She was galloping way too fast, and came to an abrupt halt before even making it to the fence - whic
"Are you kids having fun?" Joel asked Jesse and his friends, his mouth curved into a huge, welcoming smile. He was holding a half-filled glass of whiskey, and was so impeccably dressed. He walked towards them as the piano soloist in the drawing room played Frédéric Chopin'sNocturne No.8 in D Flat. It made his entrance really cool, sheathing his presence in a nonpareil and paragon atmosphere.
"Sit down," Joel asked his son and gestured to be seated on the black, leather visitor chair in his office. He walked to the table beside the window and poured bourbon from the two fresh glasses hegrabbed from his office cabinet."I'm not sitting down," Jesse was quick to respond, closing the door behind him. "What is it that you want to talk about?" He was turning apprehensive and want to make the conversation quick. He didn't want
"What the hell are you wearing?" Jesse asked K, who was twirling in front of the mirror looking at her pert ass - wearing a super sexy, skin-tight, Catwoman costume.It was Halloween, and they were going to Levi's loft in Manhattan for his annual Hallow's Eve party. They didn't talk about what costumes they were wearing. Jesse haven't even bought his costume yet. He decided to just drop by the dollar store on the way to get something ther
"What's that on your face?" K asked Jesse as he typed nimbly on his laptop's keyboard, with his eyeglasses on and sitting on top on his bed. She lit the Chesapeake Bay Reflection + Clarity candle by the nightstand table, and Jesse's whole apartment started to smell like K's bedroom up in Williamsburg.He loved that scent. The combination of eucalyptus, lavender, and sea salt with hints of sage provided a perfect sense of calm. It smelled sexy, too - especially when combined with K's light perfume sprays and hand cream be
"Hi, baby," K greeted as she closed the door to Jesse's office. "What's up?" Her voice was soft and smoky, effectively sending shivers in his spine and shooting down straight to his groin."What's up?" He snickered as he stood up from his swivel chair and hurriedly made his way towards K's direction. He was feeling so incredibly hot, like his body was set on fire. Having sex with K on top of his office desk has always been one of his fantasies, and now they're finally making it happen.
Did you know that my story"K."was wholly inspired by this song (with the same title) from an amazing band namedCigarettes After Sex?! Yeeeeees! Their song "K." really moved me to write this whole story -Jesse and K's story!I never thought my imagin
The sun shone brilliantly and the virescent shades of the spring day under its glare was offensively bright and cheerful. It was as if the weather and the season conspired to show how the world would go on, move on, continue to live life as it is.It shouldn't.Everything should be gray and foggy, he thought. Like a cold and freezing February morning, like an eternal winter,
Jesse's eyes darted left and right, searching for the nurse's station. It was at the far end of the hall. He took Mike's truck to get to the Togus VA Medical Center. Mike softened on him at the last minute, seeing how panicked and restless Jesse was when he couldn't book a cab ride."Miss, I'm looking for Kristen Noelle Miller," he approached the blonde nurse who was quite busy checking a patient's medical record.
Joel unbuttoned his suit jacket and slipped it off from his arms, then perched it at the lean of his swivel chair."Take a seat, son." He commanded as he loosened his necktie, then walked back to the window after picking up his drink on top of the desk.As expected, Jesse didn't heed to his father's bidding. "I need to talk to you." He hissed, getting straight to the point. He didn't want to waste time with all the bullshit. He's don
K felt like she should be relieved, but she couldn't feel an ounce of it. If Joel isn't her father,then who could it be?Nothing still made sense to her. If anything, she was just left with more questions. She wasn't even sure if Laura was telling the truth.