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The sound of her loud, breathless moans builds with the slapping of my thighs against the backs of hers. I can tell she’s trying to tell me she’s close because of the way her breathing switches. It’s harsh and urgent, needy and wanton, just the way it’s supposed to be. My girl’s knees give, relying on my hold to keep her up. The way she relaxes while her pussy strangles and floods my length does me in.
We stumble into bed, too tired to shower off even though we should. I like the thought of my cum dripping out of her as she wiggles around to get comfortable. I set an alarm to wake us up in time, running my finger through her hair while she mumbles threats about cashing in on her foot rub.
Dixie
Waking up to the obnoxious sound of an iphone alarm is never fun. Waking up to the sound and then remembering your boyfriend owes your feet a massage and that he’s made mysterious plans for the most romantic holiday of the year? That isn’t so bad.
Valentine’s Day may be a marketing scheme to some, but to me, it’s the epitome of romance. The one Valentine’s Day Jasper and I spent together before was every bit as magical as I could have dreamed. Flower pedals, strawberries, chocolate, and cream with breakfast. Couples massage and hot masseuse role-play afterward for lunch. And a candle-lit dinner followed up with three of my favorite sappy movies.
He could play a single part of that day on repeat today and I’d swoon. NakedTwistercan definitely be added to my mental list of holiday activities.
Jasper isn’t in the room, just his blaring phone and a dress laid out. The name of the alarm is “You have fifteen minutes. Middle deck.”
After freshening up, I pull on the silky peach-colored mini dress he picked, opting for a pair of strappy sandals to do with it. I fashion my hair, half up, half down quickly before running out of the room to find him, only bringing his phone with me.
I almost knock myself out running into Jasper because my eyes are too busy trying to figure out if the sight in front of me is real.
“Hey beautiful,” he says, kissing the top of my head. “I have some people here to see you.”
Daughtry.Daughtry is here to meet me. The whole band, and they’re sound testing their set, which has taken over the middle deck of my boyfriend's yacht.
It feels like a dream the entire time they introduce themselves.
It continues to feel unreal until the third song,Waiting for Supermanwhen I snap out of being starstruck and dance in my seat.
Jasper got us a private concert from one of my favorite bands. They stayed for over an hour before deboarding into the city we docked outside of.
Dinner came next, but nothing could compare to the overwhelming feeling I had eating at me. Jasper projectedMe Before Youon one of the ship walls. We tossed popcorn at each other, ate way too much cake, and this time, Jasper teared up as Will and Lousia said goodbye.
The universe had balance as we passed out in each other’s arms.
Our week of regret came to an end, and we became free.
Chapter 8: Ghost
“The earth laughs in flowers.”
?Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Dixie
Saying goodbye is one of the hardest and easiest things you can do. Someone you can’t think clearly without disappears, and your world crumbles. Shitty friend leaves you behind for a nonsense reason? Easy. Fuck you very much for getting out of my life.
Goodbyes are funny like that, because it can mean a new beginning or a harsh end. And nobody likes an unsatisfying ending.
Coming home to find the love of your life so distraught that he can barely manage telling you he needs to be alone, lying about being sick, hurts worse than almost any goodbye. The fear of every possible circumstance floods your mind faster than you can comprehend. Pretty soon you're panicking.
How do you help them? What do you do?
And you make a snap decision, trusting your gut because it’s all you can rely on at the moment. This is that moment.
Sniffling, I pressdial, gripping the phone as tight as I can.
“Jasper, it’s like 2am your time, what the hell, man?”
“G–Gio?” I choke on a sob. “Gio it’s Dixie.”
He bristles on the other end, letting out a sharp breath. “Dixie. You’re crying. Deep breaths, tell me what’s wrong. Where is Jasper right now?”
