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That was so hot.
He disappears from the bedroom and comes back with a towel to wipe me off.
Once he’s finished, he puts on another condom and I lie on my back this time as he slides inside me. Gripping my cheeks, he kisses my lips.
It’s so… intimate.
We usually don’t have intimate moments during sex, but this time it feels different. Maybe because I’m so full of emotions. This has been an eventful day and I don’t want this night to end. I wish like hell for our relationship to be real, that this isn’t just two friends having sex, but deep down I know Jasper will never be mine. And I have to live with it.
Poppy
Ihave to meet with my parents tonight for Sunday dinner. When I spoke to my mom, she sounded remorseful, and she promised not to ambush us again. I tuck mine and Jasper’s jackets into my parents’ closet, and Jasper stands next to me wearing a brown suit with a white shirt. He eyes my dress with a smile spreading across his mouth.
We”ve been fucking like rabbits lately.
We fuck first thing in the mornings and the minute we step into our home again after work.
I didn’t expect us to have so much sex, and I also didn’t expect us to become this close. We talk about our days, about what’s going on in our lives—we communicate well. I crave everything about this man, and I kind of like it.
He’s grown on me in a way I didn’t expect.
But sometimes, I’m expecting the ball to drop, for him to turn into an asshole. I’ve never had a healthy relationship before, so I don’t know what to expect.
He leans down and whispers in my ear, “Meet me in the bathroom for a quickie.”
I swat his arm. “Not at my parents’ house.”
Standing in the middle of the living room, in this exact area where my mother disowned me, seems like it was so long ago, but it wasn’t. It was one of the most painful feelings I ever experienced, and I don’t want to experience it again. Jasper clasps my hand with his.
The smell of collard greens, neck bones, and baked chicken wafts through the air, making my stomach growl.
I haven’t had soul food in a long time.
My stepfather stands up from the leather couch and shakes Jasper’s hand. Jasper clenches his jaw and plasters on a fake smile.
Nervousness bubbles in my chest as Jasper grabs my hand and kisses it. Something has changed with him, he’s been different. He looks at me with adoration in his eyes, like the way he’s looking at me now, and my cheeks burn. His gaze alone causes goosebumps to sprout on my arms.
My mother wastes no time giving Jasper a kiss on the cheek, but her smile falters when she sees me. We barely spoke more than a few words to each other after we scheduled this dinner.
I bite the inside of my cheek before I offer her a fake smile.
“Poppy. You look well,” my mother says, keeping her face neutral.
This is the first time she’s ever complimented me, but I don’t respond and nod my head.
I have a feeling this is a setup so they can kiss Jasper’s ass.
“What’s wrong, Poppy?” Jasper whispers in my ear.
My eyes are on my mother, and she watches us like a hawk.
“I’m not feeling so well,” I lie. I don’t want to tell him how I really feel about my mother or this dinner while she’s right there.
Jasper pushes a strand of hair behind my ear. “Why are you lying?”
“It’s nothing, I’ll be fine.”
He casts me a curious glance and I inhale deeply, shaking my head.
