Rachel

Jayce

“Fuck…” I cursed, closing the door of the bathroom, holding my hand to my heart, that is thumbing in my chest as if I were a teenager.

Sharing the same space with Rachel was dangerous. I knew it, but didn’t realize that it was going to be that hard.

I took some deep trying to calm down my thumping heart, which seemed to be popping out of my chest at any moment now.

Rachel was never the type of girl who was shy, she speak what was in her mind, at least when things come to sex. Other than that, she is pretty good at hiding anything else.

I have to be careful around her, or I don’t know if I’m able to control myself. I mean, just a glance is enough to screw my mind.

I don’t even know what would have happened if I hadn’t left the bathroom.

I guess that was what Rachel had in her mind before attempting to act by throwing the only piece of clothes that was covering her nudity.

I don’t want to control my feelings, but I have to if I want to give Rachel what she deserves all this time.

I tried my best to shake off the image that my eyes had just witnessed inside the bathroom.

“I need to cook and get things ready for tonight.” Why the hell am I talking to myself?

I made my way to the kitchen, making some super simple and fast food and cooking.

I made some phone calls, making arrangements for everything that I need to make tonight special and memorable for Rachel.

I want to have her best time today, and also to assure her that I’m nothing like her father and never going to cheat or leave her.

I want Rachel to see my love, not through my words, but by my expressions of showcasing it to her.

“Jayce,” I heard Rachel’s voice as I was serving. And fuck me.

“What the hell are you wearing?” I asked, scanning her figure that was covered only in a towel. “You can get sick walking only in a towel and that too barefoot,”

“But I have nothing to wear,” Rachel said with a smile.

“Wear my clothes then,” I replied, holding her hand and taking her to the bedroom. “You know, Rachel, your actions are making me think otherwise…. I think your intentions are good at this point.”

“Maybe, if it works, but so far it seems like I’m failing,” Rachel said, taking the shirt I took out for her. “You don’t seem interested,”

‘Fuck,’ I cursed in my mind. “You even know how interested I am.”

Rachel smirked, with her now fully covered in my clothes. “Show me then.”

“I will, but now is not the right time for this,” I replied, planting a gentle kiss on her forehead.

“Then when?”

“Later…”

“But..” Rachel sighed.

“Let us eat before it gets cold,”

“I hate you..”

I smiled at her words. “Sometimes you make me think that you only love me because of sex.”

Rachel smirked at my words. “Sex with you is great, and it is one of many reasons for dating you.”

Her words made me curious as I pulled Rachel close to me, smashing her body within. “What is the other reason for loving?”

“You’re curious, I see,” Rachel said, smirking like a devil. And I nodded my head, not trying to hide it. “Fuck me and I will tell you.”

Rachel’s words made me laugh out loud, “No one has ever been so interested in me as you.”

“Well.. they don’t know like I do,”

“So, you know me,”

Rachel nodded.

“I don’t think so…,”

“Why..?”

“If you know me, you should also know that I have a genuine reason for me to make you wait,” I said, trying my best to act sad about Rachel’s actions. “I don’t know that you only love me because of sex,”

The surrounding atmosphere all of a sudden turned all serious, and I think took me too seriously.

Rachel wrapped her arms around my waist, enveloping me in her arms. “I was only teasing you. Fool, I love you, and I can wait as much as you want.”

“I know,” I replied, squeezing her tiger in my arms. “I was also teasing you,”

Rachel pushed me away from her hearing my words, “I hate you.”

“I know you don’t,” I said, touching my lips to her and sharing a quick but passionate kiss with her, and even when in anger, Rachel didn’t reject my advances. But wrapped her arms around my back and turned a quick kiss into a hot and intense, something that is so passionate. I can hardly control myself before my senses take over, ruining everything that I have been planning for so long.

“Rachel,” I broke the kiss, breathing heavenly.

“We should stop, I know,” Rachel said the words in my mind, breathing as heavily as I.

I pecked her lips one last time before taking her hand and making ours to the kitchen.

“Sit,” I said, making Rachel sit on one of the kitchen stools as we both continued eating the food I cooked for us.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Rachel groaned similarly to the way she did the first time I cooked for her.

“Don’t make that sound. You know what that does to me,” I said, my eyes staring at every mere action of hers.

“Huh… What?” Rachel replied, before taking a spoonful into her mouth that made that sound again.

“Something never changes,” I smiled, hearing Rachel laugh at my words.

“I will stop now,” Rachel said, not being able to control her laughter.

I can’t help myself but join her, laughing at naughty acts. “Trust me, you gonna regret teasing me,”

Rachel smirked at my words. “Show me how,”

“Later..” I said, getting close to her with my face a mere inch away from her, with her eyes all focused on mine. “You don’t know what kind of effect your actions have on me, but you will later. And I will make sure that you do.”