You Make Me...

Chapter 7 (Eleven Days)

Chapter 7! Sorry it took awhile. School was super busy, but on the bright side I am now on summer break. Woohoo! My goal is to finish this story when summer ends. Lets hope that happens. :)

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When I was a child, I was once asked by a female family member who still believe in tradition and everything old, “Well little Lizzy, who will you marry?” Being that little independent girl who live in the shadow of her sister, I remember holding my chin high with a firm reply, “I don't need no man. I'm going to do everything by myself.” I never understood the astonishment illuminated from her face while she ran to tell my mother. But I did understand the warning glare from my mother telling me to keep my trap shut. What I don't understand now is how stupid and naive I was. Sure, I might not need a man, but having one, my god, felt so good.

The trail of his tongue moving deviously slow up my neck. My knees going weak, but not having to worry about falling as his well built muscular body holds you up from the close proximity. The slight tightening and tug on my hips as we try to morph two bodies into one. The aroused moist on my panties, from never experiencing a sensation like this. A sigh escape my lips as Jack started to suck on my neck no doubt leaving his mark. I arched my neck further, letting Jack have better access. This crazy feeling of being marked by him only made me want to go further than I realized. Oh lord, how having a man feels.

Jack suddenly pulled away, the tips of his mouth were up in a smirk. “now,” he said taking a step back while I try to make sure I don't fall. “Let's go to that date I bought.” I blinked a few times finally realizing what he meant. We have been making out right in the alley way next to the building that currently held who I call family. This could have ended badly if Jenna followed us out. I cleared my throat, feeling like a used tissue. “Come one Ms. Millow.” Jack said gesturing his head to start walking. I swallowed a big swad of saliva as I started to walk beside him.

“Where we going?” I asked trying to make this civilized. I looked over at Jack when he didn't reply to my question. A smile cover his face, “My place.”

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“I'm dead,” I mumbled laying a hand on my very full stomach. I heard a chuckle rumble through Jack. I sigh, sitting up so I was no longer laying on the floor. My eyes gazed around the small condo. From what I see, it look very much like a bachelor pad. A black long sofa taking up the space against the wall. Oddly enough, we both settle to sit on the floor next to the dark wood coffee table that currently held a now empty pizza box. My gaze wonder to a small nightstand that held a lamp. I frowned slight looking at his bare walls.

“No pictures?” I asked intrigued a little. He set up rules that I was not allowed to ask how he could afford to bid that much money and what he is doing now. I had to weed some information out of him. “I moved here about a month ago, I haven't gotten around to the box of pictures and other things.”

I nodded my head. “Question for a question?” Jack asked. I turn back to him, his warm blue eyes digging into my soul. “Okay, you first.” I said trying to hide my nervousness.

“Favorite color?” I smiled, “Blue.” Jack chuckled as my cheeks got hot. It is blue, I wasn't saying it cause I was dreamily looking into his blue eyes. “Umm,” I said trying to change the topic. “Dog person?” Jack nodded, “Yeah, my pup is actually at my sister's right now.” I nodded my head, he has a sister. “What is something on your bucket list.” He asked. I said the first thing that popped in my head from my list. “Camping.” “You never been?” He asked. I shook my head, “I personally haven't, but the rest of my family has.” Jack nodded, not bothering to push. “What's something you hate?” I asked.