We ate in silence for a while. My mind felt like it would explode all week. I still hadn’t told Jaime about the kiss. I felt so guilty. Why had I let Leo kiss me? Even if I didn’t kiss him back, the temptation was there. I wanted to kiss him, even after three happy years with Jaimie. What was wrong with me?
A few times I contemplated going back to the family house to ask Leo what he meant, but I talked myself out of it every time. If I saw him again, I knew it wouldn’t end well. If we kissed one more time, there was no telling what could happen. Still, I couldn’t get the kiss out of my head. His rough lips had felt divine against my own. As much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn’t. I had yearned for that kiss for so long. At the same time, I felt disgusted with myself. How could I enjoy the touch of another man when I was in a happy relationship with someone else? To say the least, his kiss had left me confused. Oh, so very confused.
“Earth to Lola.” My friend waved her hand in front of my face, snapping her fingers.
I jerked my head up, looking at her with wide eyes. “What is it?”
“You zoned out on me. I was trying to ask you how work was going, but you just kept staring off into the distance. Is something bothering you?” She asked, stabbing some lettuce with her fork. “We can talk about it if you want.”
I tore off another piece of my bread bowl, kneading it in my fingers. My stomach turned into a tight knot. Did I want to tell her what had happened or did I want to keep it a secret? I sighed, putting down the tattered piece of bread. “Yeah. Something happened last weekend.”
“Oh?”
“You remember Leo?”
“Leo? Quarterback Leo? High school sweetheart Leo?” She asked.
“That’s the one.” I nodded, my cheeks darkening before I looked down, idly moving my spoon through my now lukewarm soup. “So… you know how he ran off to join the army?”
“Yes… I remember. Nothing happened to him… right?” She asked hesitantly, expecting bad news.
“No. Not that I know of anyway. He looks just fine.”
“What do you mean? Have you seen him recently? Did he finally send a picture? Called or something?” She asked, sounding surprised.
“No. Worse.” I groaned. “He came back. He’s done with the army and apparently, he’s staying for good. He’s not going back.”
“Awkward.” Marsha dragged out her word before she took another bite of her salad.
“Tell me about it. But get this, his parents threw him a dinner party and invited me and Jaimie and of course, it didn’t take long before they were at each other’s throats. People started arguing. Leo stormed out of the kitchen. Jaimie and I left prematurely. It was a disaster.”
Marsha frowned. “That sounds horrible.”
“But that’s not all.” I leaned back in my chair. “I was foolish enough to go over and apologize the day after …” I sighed. “It was all great and then, just as I was about to leave, he kissed me.”
“No…” She whispered in disbelief.
“Yes.” I looked down, wringing my fingers together. “And deep down… I think maybe I haven’t gotten over him yet. I think I never really stopped loving Leo…”
“But you’re with Jaimie now. There has to be a reason why you went with him, right?”
I chuckled, pushing a few strands of hair out of my face. “Well, initially I just wanted to hurt Leo, you know, for leaving me like that. But now… I genuinely love Jaimie. He makes me laugh. He makes me feel like the only girl in the world. But now, I’m in this strange place because Leo’s return made me realize I still have feelings for him…” I propped my elbows on the table and rested my head on my hands. “God… I have no idea what I’m going to do.”
“There isn’t much you can do. Just follow your heart.”
“You sound like some crappy fortune cookie right now.” I glared at her.
She shrugged. “Sometimes, those things are more accurate than you think.”
Chapter 5
After my lunch date, I continued to ignore Leo. I simply couldn’t face him. What was I supposed to say? What was I supposed to do? If Jaimie found out what had happened, what would he say? I just didn’t want to open that can of worms, especially with the article deadline approaching.
I tried to focus on my work as best I could. I locked myself in my office with Buster snoring in the corner. Sometimes, I would take him for a walk, just to get some fresh air and clear my mind. He didn’t particularly like walking through the frigid, New England temperature. Even as a big, tough Pitbull, he would come in shaking and hide by the fire. By my third walk, I remembered to put on his sweater and he managed to last a total of twenty minutes before he started to whine like a baby.
By Thursday, however, I couldn’t keep ignoring Leo. Whenever I closed my eyes, he would pop up like a phantom. I didn’t want to acknowledge my feelings, but my heart began to protest, fogging up my mind until I was incapable of doing anything else. Finally giving in, I drove to his house.
I lingered in my car. If I just put it in reverse, I could still escape without anyone ever knowing I was there. Yet, there was a little voice in my head, nagging me to go inside and talk to him. With my mouth tasting like copper, I finally got out of my car, slamming the door shut just a little too hard.
Hesitantly, I walked up to the door, my finger hovering over the doorbell. I could still walk away from all of this. Leave the same way he left me three years ago.
Ding-dong. The doorbell chimed through the house so loud that I could hear it. Was it always that loud? I snuggled in my coat, trying to ward off the harsh wind as it whipped all around me. My cheeks felt like they were burning from the freezing cold. I shuffled on my feet, trying to keep my blood pumping. Maybe no one was home.
I was just about to turn and walk away when the door swung open. Leo was standing there in a pair of jeans. In only a pair of jeans. “Lola?” He asked, tilting his head, his hand on the door.
“Are you just going to stand there and look at me or are you going to invite me in? It’s cold out here!” I complained before I forced my way inside the house. “Where are the folks?”
“They went on a mall trip. If I had to guess, they won’t be home until dinner time.” He explained, letting the door close with a soft thud.
“Aren’t you cold? Walking around without a shirt in the middle of winter?” I accused him as I unraveled my thick scarf.
“This is nothing. Try sleeping in a desert in the middle of the night. It gets so cold you have to check if your toes didn’t pop off.” He shrugged. “I guess I got used to it.” I eyed him suspiciously, noticing he had a new tattoo on his left peck. It was a quote written in an elegant cursive font that I couldn’t read without squinting my eyes, making it obvious. “Anyway, what brings you to my neighborhood?” He asked, raising an eyebrow in my direction.
I sat down on the sofa’s armrest, my hand on my knee. I felt awkward being alone with him in his parent’s house, but at the same time, my heartbeat was racing. I could feel my blood rushing through my veins like I was excited to be here. “I just dropped by to give you a friendly warning.” He cocked his head in question. “What you did the last time I was here, it can’t happen again. I’m with Jamie now.” I said, trying to keep my voice resolute even as my fingers shook. I didn’t dare to look him in the eye. My heart was beating so fast, I thought he would be able to hear it soon.
“Sure, sure. I understand.” He said, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “Hey, do you mind coming upstairs with me? I want to show you something.”
I finally glanced up at him. He was looking straight at me with his intoxicating emerald eyes. Our eyes locked together and my heart skipped a beat. I was a fool for thinking I could ever stop loving this man. Slowly, I nodded in agreement and got up, following him to his bedroom.
Once there, he opened the top drawer of his dresser and pulled out a small, faded photograph. He looked at it before handing it over, his cheeks a light shade of pink. I was surprised to find
a picture of myself. It was my senior portrait. I had worn my favorite purple sweater; a gift Leo had given me for my birthday. My hair was just as nappy as ever, but I had recently dyed the tips a soft shade of pink. “Why are you showing me this?” I asked, confused.
“I carried that with me in the breast pocket of my uniform. Every single day for 1,124 days.” He answered as he walked over to me. “Every single night, I would take it out and look at you, chiding myself for the awful mistake I made.”
“If you really felt that way, then why didn’t you send a letter? A postcard? Anything. You had plenty of opportunities to call, but you never did.” I snapped.
“Look, I know it was a mistake for me to ignore you, but can you really blame me? When I finally gathered the courage to try and talk to you, well, you were already with my brother. How do you think that made me feel?” He was even closer now. I could feel the heat of his body wrapping around me. My teeth locked together. I wanted to say something, but my mouth no longer worked. What was I supposed to say anyway? Apologize? Or continue to yell at him for leaving? Either way, they were both things I didn’t really want to do.
Suddenly, as I looked up at him, about to give the photo back, he was leaning down, his eyes closed, about to kiss me again. “Leo!” I shoved him away. “I already told you, I’m committed to Jaimie. Don’t make me repeat myself.” My hands lingered on his chest as we stood there, an arm’s length apart. I glanced at his tattoo, reading the words: “Doubt that the stars are fire, Doubt that the sun doth move his aides, Doubt truth to be a liar, But never doubt I love.” I recognized the Shakespeare quote immediately. Hamlet. The crazed prince. What had made him get this tattoo in the army?
I stared at it, my fingertips tingled with energy against his chest. I gulped down, trying to forget it. I looked around the room, trying to find the words I needed to make this easier. “No matter the feelings we have for each other, it’s just not fair to Jaimie to go behind his back like this. Besides, you left me. You can’t even blame me for moving on.”
Leo sighed, his eyes growing heavy. “I was a fool for leaving. I never should’ve let you go. Never. But, I didn’t think you’d go for my brother. And that hurts.”
“I never meant to hurt you!” I lied with ease.
“And I never meant to hurt you.” He countered.
“Then why did you leave?”
“I just had to, okay? It was something I had to do. I had to do something with my life. Be a part of something bigger.” Leo said with a voice husky.
“Bigger? Being a part of my life wasn’t enough, was it?” I said, bitterly.
“No… it was. But I wanted more.”
“That’s what everyone says. Whatever.” I rolled my eyes about to walk away when he pulled me back, his hands on my shoulders. Before I could even react, our lips collided together. I wanted to pull away, I really did, but his lips were just too sweet. I don’t know what came over me because I was suddenly kissing him back. Our lips melded together, just like when we first dated, when the passion still burned within us like a raging fire. I was pinned to his body, our hips locked together. My heart skipped a beat as I felt his already hardening cock pressing against my belly. I gulped, realizing the implications, but I still couldn’t pull away from the kiss.
Instead, my mind focused on his body. He had packed on quite a few pounds of muscle in the army. His body felt rock-hard and chiseled. As we continued kissing, it felt like I was making out with some sort of Adonis figure. It didn’t even seem like this man was human. The way he affected my body made him seem like some sort of a god. Was I already wet? I could feel a heat radiating from my pussy as I pictured him plunging inside of me, just like he had only a few years ago. God, I wanted him. I wanted him so fucking bad, no matter what I tried to do to convince myself otherwise.
Before I knew what was happening, he pushed me on the bed. My legs wrapped around his waist, my nails running up and down his back, decorating it with soft scratch lines. I was so wound up at this point that I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop what was about to happen. My hormones flooded my body. My head swam with thoughts… Very naughty thoughts. I had already undressed him in my mind, wondering how much he truly had changed since high school. I bit the inside of my lip, wondering if he still had that oh-so-sexy V.
Leo kissed me again, this time with a hungry passion. His lips nearly devoured mine as his tongue forced its way into my mouth. I sucked on his bottom lip and pulled away as my heart hammered in my chest. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. I couldn’t believe I was cheating on Jaimie, but at the same time, I wanted this. It felt so good, I couldn’t force myself to stop.
I parted my lips and let him in. I had lost any and all control at this point. My mind was overwhelmed by old memories of our love and I didn’t even try to stop what had just begun.
His hands roamed my body, reaching into my pants. I shuddered as his fingers snuck under my panties, his fingers grazing against my sensitive clit. I bucked my hips into the air, moaning softly as he flicked it back and forth. Grinning, he pinched it between his fingers, making me howl. “You like that, don’t you? You like it when I play with your pussy?” His smirk deepened as he rubbed it faster and harder. I could feel my juices soaking through the panties I still had on.
He finally pulled his fingers away and grinned. “Look how wet you are…” There was a thin, sticky line of pussy juice between his thumb and forefinger. “Your panties are soaking wet… we should probably get them off you.” He winked. He leaned down and kissed my neck as his fingers tugged on the waistband of my panties, slowly shimmying them down my hips, inch by inch. “I knew you still lusted after me… I could see it in your eyes. The way you looked at me. I knew Jaimie could never satisfy you the way I could.” He nibbled on my earlobe, gently tugging on it with his teeth. I shuddered and pulled him closer. Suddenly, with one flick of his wrist, he ripped my panties right off my body and threw them across the room. They landed on his nightstand, hanging off the corner of the open drawer. “You know, I do prefer them over there rather than on you.” He lifted my skirt and gently blew on my pussy. I moaned loudly and pushed my hips into the air. He chuckled and grabbed my hips. “Good to know that old trick still gets you going.”
With my legs now wrapped around his waist, he pushed one of his fingers inside of me. My pussy tightened around him hard. I bit my lip to keep from moaning as my back arched with pleasure. “Relax, baby.” He whispered, reminding me of my vivid dream. He pumped his finger in and out of me, twisting it at the same time. I looked up at the ceiling, my fingers curling around the bed sheet as my pleasure increased.
He pulled out his finger with a plop. “So wet…” He commented before he leaned down and ran his tongue along my pussy, lapping up the flow of juices. “And so sweet…” He said, his face glistening before he went back down for seconds, his tongue venturing deep inside of me. He twisted and moved it all around, driving me insane. I screamed his name louder and louder.
“Fuck!” I screamed, grabbing hold of his hair and pulling him even closer until his nose pressed against my mound. “Don’t stop.” Just to tease me, however, he pulled his tongue away and flicked it against my pussy. As he flicked it back and forth, he shoved two of his fingers back inside my pussy. My eyes widened and I yelped, my lips turning into a perfect little o. “Leo… please… I need you.” Before I knew it, there was a third finger pushing against my entrance. “I can’t… you can’t keep teasing me… I’ll go insane.” I begged. Still, he pushed the tip of his third finger against me until all three of them wiggled around, caressing my velvet insides. I screamed his name, getting desperate. I didn’t want his fingers. I wanted him. The big, thick cock I knew he was hiding inside of his pants.
There was a burning inside my soul that I knew wouldn’t go away until I had him. I tore away at his clothes, tossing them onto the floor before I rolled over, straddling him.
“You still look just as beautiful as I remember…” He whispered, hi
s hands crept under my shirt, fondling my large breasts. He grabbed them through my bra before he pulled down the cups, letting my tits spill over. He playfully pinched my nipples before he finally took off my shirt and sat up, taking the hard nubs into his mouth and sucking on them hungrily. I held back a moan as I pressed myself against him.
He groaned, feeling my tiny little pussy pressing against him. I ground my hips until his engorged head touched my entrance. I glanced down at his considerable length, admiring how smooth he really was. I ran my fingertips along his cock and grinned. “You still shave I see,” I commented, squeezing it between my fingers, making him groan. I reached down, grabbing his balls and fondling them. As I teased him, I remembered all the times I had taken him into my mouth, my lips wrapping around him until I created a vacuum, going harder and harder until he rammed into the back of my throat. He would just force himself further and further down until he cried out in pleasure. As my memories became more vivid, I leaned down and kissed him, melting into his sweet lips.
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