Chapter 6 Part 2
My alarm went off. I don’t remember when I’d fallen to sleep. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I required cleaning up since I went to bed, un-hygiene--mouth to toe. I stretched out of bed and went in for a long shower. I was just about done, getting dry with my towel, wrapped myself in a bathrobe, and combed through my wet hair. I heard a sound coming from the living room. It wasn’t the pet since I don’t own any. My purse, my phone, everything was outside. Damn my keys with the taser too.
I became more alert and tied the robs belt with a secure knot.
I padded my way to the bed and took the baseball bat from underneath my bed. I walk out of my bedroom slowly— frightened—but determined. Determined and ready to hit. It was the same kind of fear when the mugger attacked me.
But this time, I will fight back, show my inner ninja, or at least hit and run the hell out of the apartment.
A shadow of a person moved, and I was ready when I saw a man’s back. Three more steps and I duck in slightly, got into an inclined position, prepared to whack the bloody mother out of him.
“AAAHHHH...,” I yelled.
“Woah! Woah!” He yelped.
“Sam?!” I was astounded. “What the hell are you doing here? And how the hell you got in?”
“You tell me, and give me that,” he took my bat away.
“You don’t get to say anything,” he points his index finger at me. “I’m very angry with you right now.” He was—his eyes flashed in a fury.
“With me?” I reacted with anger too. “I should be the one angry with you, damn it!”
“Really,” his nostrils flared.
“Jessica. How could you be so careless?” He scowled at me.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I raised my voice too.
“This!” He dangles my keys at me.
I snatch them off of his fingers. “What about them?”
“I found them hanging in the lock outside of your door. Did it stay out the whole night?” His eyes were hard and intense. I gulped.
‘Fuck, I’m definitely in trouble now.’
My swollen face with anger went low, knowing my own mistake of leaving the keys outside all night. I’ve to admit that I was very fortunate to be safe and sound.
“Answer me, Jessica. Did they?” He shouts that startled me out of my thoughts.
“Y-yes,” I nodded, looking down at my knotted fingers.
“Jesus.” He raked his hair and stride towards me. “Fuck, Jess. How could you...” He paused. “I’m so mad at you right now that I want to take you over my knees and spank the shit out of you.” He sounded stern, but his voice indicated how badly he was worried.
“I deserved that.”
“Yeah, you certainly do.” He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down, then he reached and took me in his arms.
His heartbeat was racing. He was scared and worried for me; though he was scolding me, it felt good. Even his vulgar words were not awkward or uncomfortable. He cared and was possessive, and I like that in a man.
“I’m so sorry, Sam,” I mumbled into his chest.
“I can’t bear to think if something would happen to you, Jess.”
“But I’m okay,” I said calmly. Sam’s body relaxed almost instantly after feeling my arms go around him.
“You came to talk to me, and I pushed you away. You were concerned for me and came to check on me, and I yelled at you. I’m an asshole.”
“I was anxious about you. I wanted to make sure you’re okay.”
“Why?Jess.” He leaned back. “Why?” He cupped my face, his curious eyes looking into my soul. “For someone who showed rudeness, outright disrespect you."
“Yes, but you also care for me. I know you feel very protective of me,” I said gently.
He scoffs, “I don’t even know him and, I-I fucking hate him.” He was talking about Aaron.
“Are you jealous?” I said.
“No selfish, there’s a difference.” He answered with a little envy.
“O..kay.” I shot my eyebrows. “But don’t hate him,” I say, and he frowns.
He inhaled sharply and crashed his lips on mine. We staggered back a bit, but he got a hold of me. Sam took me by surprise. The kiss felt envious, selfish, and also full of jealousy.
Why would he even feel jealous? He is the one who is leaving? Sam had made it very clear what will happen in the end, but he always sprung up on the mere opportunity and ravished it on how he feels for me.
He picked me up in one swift motion, clutching at my ass, and walked until I was pressed firmly against the wall.
Sam withdrew his lips. Leaving my lips swollen from all the sucking. His gaze slides over my robe; there was a hint of greed and lust glint in his eyes.
“Jess, I’m completely infatuated by you.” He says while kissing my neck. “God, you’re driving me crazy, girl.” He tugged at my bathrobe belt. My face was still flush from the kiss, and his words were turning me red with romance.
“Sam...” softly, I murmured his name.
He moaned, his eyes rolling back. “Only you call me Sam, and I call you Mine.” He said against my lips and released the knot energetically, into an opening my rob.
I gasped. “Sam, what are you doing?”
“Knowing you’re naked inside, how could I not...”
The bathrobe flap segmented, and I pressed my forehead on his shoulder.
“Don’t play with my emotions, with my heart; I already like you very much, Sam,” I said, sniffling slightly.
“O, Jess.” He reassures me, and clutches the back of my head, and embraces me fondly. “And I think I’m in love with you.”
“What?!” I looked up as soon as he said that.
“It’s true.” he nodded, “I tried to fight, Jess so many times, believe me.” He shut his eyes hard.
I do believe Sam. He did try to keep the distance. He was even harsh, rude but failed miserably to keep it up with his act and by his heart.
"I can't stop. I'm weak when it comes to you, Jess."
Suddenly I found him very attractive, and I pressed a single soft kiss on his lip, showing my feelings and how I genuinely feel about him.
"But, you're still going away..."
“Jess...” He took my name with a shaky breath. Looking down at me sexily. “Don’t think. Don’t say anything at all; just flow with me, aimlessly, and enjoy these moments with each other. Let me love you. Let me drown in you.” He slides the robe off my left shoulder, exposing one side of my body. I was panting heavily as his gaze fell on my nakedness.
I moan as his hands’ snakes over my breast and cups.
He dipped his tongue into my mouth and took over me. This time it was hungry and demanding. The kiss was hot and deep. As if he was trying to imprint the tastes of his kiss into my memory—again.
The desire that we’d held up for so long was on the rise.
His lips move trails down to my neck, to my shoulder, then surround his wet mouth on the tip of my breast, circling his tongue around. My eyes rolled back in my head. I gave out a low moan of excitement, but his other hand pinches my nipple, making me whimper at the pleasurable pain.
Passionate breaths, staggering heartbeats. The anticipation of what Sam will do next held my curiosity.
He moved and planted a kiss on his way going south. He slowly bent down in front of me. I felt almost intoxicated with admiration and affection for this man kneeling in front of me.
I moan when he licks the slit before taking me into his mouth.
“Aahh...S-Sam.” I arch my back. My hands tugged sharply at his thick locks.
My eyes were close tightly as he sucked me. I was at my melting point when his tongue did that slow la..la..la..la lick.
While the excitement was just getting fired up, he stopped and stood up, raking his messy hair, which I was proud I did that.
“We shall continue after dinner.” He said.
Just as I thought for a moment that he might be able to make me scream for orgasm with the most fantastic sex, and he stops.
“I’ll pick you up at eight. It’s a date.” He said and kissed me again and made it longer.
He pressed his lips hard on mine. “After dinner.” He said and began to walk off, slowly moving backward. He tried to adjust his pants. Which only made me blush all the more.
I couldn’t wrap my head around to how his seductive charm bewitched me. And how he left me So high and So wet.