already.
Creeping in, I take in her sleeping form; hands tucked under her face, mouth slightly open. She looks adorable when she’s asleep and it warms my heart. I think I finally found someone that I want to stick around for long then a few weeks, someone that I can finally share my life with. Smiling at the idea, I strip off my clothes and climb in beside her, draping an arm around her waist. She says something unintelligible in her sleep and cosies up under my arm.
Bliss. That’s what I feel right this minute, unadulterated bliss. Beautiful woman, house I call my own, a job I love and fighting that pays well. I couldn’t have asked for anything better to happen in my life and I probably couldn’t have written it any better either. My heart was soaring; I’m finally getting what I’ve secretly wanted since my disaster relationship with Jen. I close my eyes after pulling the duvet up to Frankie’s chin. I kiss her and drift of in slumber.
“So where are we going again?” Frankie asks after a round of mind-blowing sex.
“Where we met. My mates are going to be there and I want to introduce you to them of course.” I wink at her as I shove my shit in my pockets. “You almost ready?”
“Yup.” She puts a coat of lip gloss on her mouth and puckers her lips which I find stupidly fascinating and hot before turning to smile wide at me. “Ready.”
We went by hers earlier for some spare clothes and I told her to grab a dress for tonight. Of course, I got the twenty questions as women do which made me laugh before I forced her out of my car. She picked up a… what did she call it? Playsuit? And I must say, great fucking choice. No chance of showing the world her pussy getting in out and of cars, no bending over and showing the world everything God gave her and a plus? Her breasts look insane.
“You gonna keep staring or are we heading out?” She raises a brow at me and I shake my head to clear my sexual thoughts. It seems when I’m awake, all I can think about is being buried deep inside her. I groan as my dick stands to attention.
“Let’s go.” I already called a taxi and it’s been idling at the curb for ten minutes already. Knowing London cabs, the meter is probably already running.
I help her in and climb in after her, rattle off the pub name and wrap her into my side.
“Jase!” Roofie exclaims, standing from his table and giving me a man hug. “Who’s the pretty lady?”
“Roofie, this is Frankie, and vice versa.” I wave a hand between them. Never having done this introducing malarkey, I’m a little awkward at it.
“Nice to meet you, Frankie. Come meet the gang.” He takes over and I breathe easier and rub a hand along the back of my neck.
“Frankie? What do you want to drink?” She rattles off her drink order and I head to the crowded bar, pushing my way forward.
Twenty agonising minutes later, I arrive back at the table with the drinks and take my seat next to Frankie and pulling her chair closer to mine.
“Awww, Jase is finally pussy-whipped,” Carlotta states in a sing-song voice. I don’t tell her to fuck off like I normally would have, I embrace it.
“Fuck yeah, I am. And I’m a proud motherfucker for it too.” I bang a fist on my chest, and make the peace sign with my fingers. I’ve not felt this happy since before Beast got with Carlotta. I don’t mean that nastily, because I honestly wish them all the best, but that’s when the group started changing. Now that it’s evened out a bit? I think shit will go well from now on.
Everyone laughs at my antics and I blow them all a kiss in good humor. We drink drinks and laugh for fucking hours. But it’s not long before something rains on our parade.
“How dare you!” As I turn my head, a stinging slap lands across my right cheek and I see red, I stand up and face Jen. I tower over her but she doesn’t cower. “How fucking dare you leave me at that hospital when I needed you the most!”
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Creeping in, I take in her sleeping form; hands tucked under her face, mouth slightly open. She looks adorable when she’s asleep and it warms my heart. I think I finally found someone that I want to stick around for long then a few weeks, someone that I can finally share my life with. Smiling at the idea, I strip off my clothes and climb in beside her, draping an arm around her waist. She says something unintelligible in her sleep and cosies up under my arm.
Bliss. That’s what I feel right this minute, unadulterated bliss. Beautiful woman, house I call my own, a job I love and fighting that pays well. I couldn’t have asked for anything better to happen in my life and I probably couldn’t have written it any better either. My heart was soaring; I’m finally getting what I’ve secretly wanted since my disaster relationship with Jen. I close my eyes after pulling the duvet up to Frankie’s chin. I kiss her and drift of in slumber.
“So where are we going again?” Frankie asks after a round of mind-blowing sex.
“Where we met. My mates are going to be there and I want to introduce you to them of course.” I wink at her as I shove my shit in my pockets. “You almost ready?”
“Yup.” She puts a coat of lip gloss on her mouth and puckers her lips which I find stupidly fascinating and hot before turning to smile wide at me. “Ready.”
We went by hers earlier for some spare clothes and I told her to grab a dress for tonight. Of course, I got the twenty questions as women do which made me laugh before I forced her out of my car. She picked up a… what did she call it? Playsuit? And I must say, great fucking choice. No chance of showing the world her pussy getting in out and of cars, no bending over and showing the world everything God gave her and a plus? Her breasts look insane.
“You gonna keep staring or are we heading out?” She raises a brow at me and I shake my head to clear my sexual thoughts. It seems when I’m awake, all I can think about is being buried deep inside her. I groan as my dick stands to attention.
“Let’s go.” I already called a taxi and it’s been idling at the curb for ten minutes already. Knowing London cabs, the meter is probably already running.
I help her in and climb in after her, rattle off the pub name and wrap her into my side.
“Jase!” Roofie exclaims, standing from his table and giving me a man hug. “Who’s the pretty lady?”
“Roofie, this is Frankie, and vice versa.” I wave a hand between them. Never having done this introducing malarkey, I’m a little awkward at it.
“Nice to meet you, Frankie. Come meet the gang.” He takes over and I breathe easier and rub a hand along the back of my neck.
“Frankie? What do you want to drink?” She rattles off her drink order and I head to the crowded bar, pushing my way forward.
Twenty agonising minutes later, I arrive back at the table with the drinks and take my seat next to Frankie and pulling her chair closer to mine.
“Awww, Jase is finally pussy-whipped,” Carlotta states in a sing-song voice. I don’t tell her to fuck off like I normally would have, I embrace it.
“Fuck yeah, I am. And I’m a proud motherfucker for it too.” I bang a fist on my chest, and make the peace sign with my fingers. I’ve not felt this happy since before Beast got with Carlotta. I don’t mean that nastily, because I honestly wish them all the best, but that’s when the group started changing. Now that it’s evened out a bit? I think shit will go well from now on.
Everyone laughs at my antics and I blow them all a kiss in good humor. We drink drinks and laugh for fucking hours. But it’s not long before something rains on our parade.
“How dare you!” As I turn my head, a stinging slap lands across my right cheek and I see red, I stand up and face Jen. I tower over her but she doesn’t cower. “How fucking dare you leave me at that hospital when I needed you the most!”
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