Chapter 27 Chapter 14 (i)
Fae
How to get dazed with your eyes closed? I sure was, eyes closed or not, dazed at the experience. How could I have forgotten this? How could I have convinced myself I could live without this? How?
If I opened my eyes, I knew I would still be captivated by the rotating fan on the ceiling atop the bed. Jigo had melted like jelly on top of me, and we were messy, but again it was the greatest kind of messy. Our hearts continued to race against each other, our chests pressed tightly together, and I felt nothing but contented bliss and boundless wonder.
“Wow...” I finally managed to say after swallowing to moisten my dry throat. “Just... wow...”
He lifted his head, grinning as he looked at me. “I know...” He raised his hand and gently caressed my cheek, momentarily controlling his excitement. I was too sensitive. “I debated whether to come to you. I know you need to be alone... but I can’t stay away for long.” In a more intense tone, he confessed, “It may just be an excuse… Lola Leah sending me. If it weren’t for that, I would find other reasons to come to you.”
I remained silent for a moment. Then he slid beside me, stood up and headed to the bathroom. I was about to get up as well, but he returned with a wet towel. Just like at the resort, he took care of me. He wiped me down carefully and I didn’t try to protest anymore. He would just counter it with a smile and I’d melt all over the bed. Again.
If I weren’t still hung up on Carl and angry at Sarah’s betrayal, I’d say I was falling in love with this guy. Except, even for me, it’s too soon. I’d still bet this was all hormones. And him. Mostly him. Had I mentioned a hundredth time that Jigo was just simply delicious?
“Are you okay?” he asked.
I nodded, blushing and suddenly feeling shy under his attention. He had always been this intimate. It seemed he really was like this.
“You’re liking it, so far?”
I suddenly realized that he was worried, thinking that I regretted giving in to our desires when I supposedly had run away. I nodded quickly. “Yes... and I knew Lola Leah was just an excuse.” At first, I admitted to being disappointed. But I immediately sensed his eagerness and longing for me as soon as he crossed the threshold to my door.
“Is it that obvious?” he asked.
I nodded. Then I sat on the bed and buried my face in his neck, proceeding to rain kisses up his jaw. I wanted to get intimate with him, too. I realized I had passed my own threshold. I didn’t want to be shy anymore.
He came to me. He came for me though I didn’t ex\[ect he would. I felt so happy. “Yes...” I playfully whispered before our lips met.
And he kissed me just as I knew he would, his lips incredibly pleasurable as I remembered… his kisses so hot. When our lips parted, I found myself staring at his face, admiring every feature. His intense gaze warmed me. His straight, well-defined nose that playfully bumped with mine as we tried to kiss each other again… I just missed him. I really missed him.
“You’re looking at me like that again.”
“How?” I teasingly asked before biting my lower lip. “I like watching you this close. You’re so handsome,” I told him. And it was something he already knew anyway.
“Yes, and you’re itching to have your way with me,” he whispered. “And here, all I wanna do is to just stay in this bed with you and do whatever we want to do until we get hungry, and then rinse and repeat...”
I giggled while we sat naked, glued to each other in my bed. Oh my god… Jigo, if he’d been my crush since I was a teenager and not Carl, he would have been a better dream. He was the one who should have been.
But he wasn’t, and yet it all still felt amazing.
I withdrew to look at him again, reminding myself that this was real, and we were truthfully flirting in my bed. And I could say whatever I wanted without worrying that he would turn himself off.
There was still a part of me that believed this would work. But there was hope in me now that, maybe, if I gave this my all, we might have a chance.
“I like your lips so much. They’re my favorite,” I finally confessed, leaning in to bite his lower lip a little, deciding I would take what I could get whatever happened to us in the future.