Chapter Forty-Eight| I Want You.

Lately, I had been feeling exhausted from doing nothing, and it amazed me how that was possible, the thought of doing nothing itself exhausted me.

I had no job, but that doesn't mean I didn't have some potential businesses working on the side that I still needed to get to but I just felt I was in need of a break, from everything that happened with Jason, Rick and whatever else that happened.

Being exhausted was one of the mere side effects of doing nothing, I was horny! I don't know how I was still able to go through the day without getting an orgasm to kick-start it but I did, but the feeling was intense and it was almost becoming annoying. Maybe I should look at the prospects of investing in toys?

Slowly getting out of bed, I made my way to the bathroom and cleaned myself up, staring at the mirror, I decided that maybe it was time I tried a new colour for my hair. I loved the golden shade of brown it had but maybe I should try something darker, and get another trim too.

Running my fingers through my hair, I pushed it to the side trying out different ways I could have it this morning before opting to just tie it into a small ponytail.

As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, my smelling senses were filled with food, food that smelt really good and my stomach growled in hunger. Taking timid steps to the kitchen, I found Jason, whom I thought had already left, standing in my kitchen barefoot as he flipped over the tortilla onto its other side.

Clutching my stomach, I walked closer and found that the little dining table that I rarely used was filled with food, food I had no idea I would suddenly have a huge appetite for until today.

"Good morning," he said and I gave him a small wave while still staring at the food, it looked appetising and I was starving! "Come, sit," he pulled out the chair for me and I thanked him.

Here I was sitting with Jason, in just my pyjama shorts and tank top, with food sitting between us calling for me to eat. However I couldn't stop thinking of why he would cook food for us, I assume.

"I was thinking about what you said last night and I thought that maybe we could start over?" he said and I looked at him wondering what he wanted to start over, his honey-brown eyes looked hopeful to some extent but I couldn't possibly answer if this food is sitting here uneaten.

"Could we maybe first eat?" I asked softly and he smiled nodding, wetting my throat first with the ice tea, I grabbed a tortilla slice and took a big bite of it, tasting the different flavours hit my taste buds making me close my eyes, this moment right here, I felt happy.

He had prepared a lot of options of food to choose from for just two people, but I knew that I was going to eat every option here, that's how hungry I was and I was not going to starve myself just because he was sitting in front of me.

"You must be hungry," he commented and my eyes met his and I could see he was amused.

"I haven't had a good breakfast in a long time," I responded as I grabbed a piece of bacon and popped it into my mouth. Taking a sip of my drink again, I carried on eating without a care in the world until I felt I was stuffed. "Let's talk after the food settles," I breathed out as I leaned back on the chair patting my tummy.

He cleared up the table and did the dishes while I still caught my breath from eating so much, I know 'respect' would be me doing the dishes but he's the one that cooked... nobody forced him but I'm glad he did because I enjoyed every bit of it... even his plate.

Finally getting up from my seat I walked to the bathroom and rinsed my mouth before heading out to find him packing up the dishes. I stood behind him trying to find a way out of this conversation but watching him move like that had me come up blank.

All he had to do was stretch his hand to the cabinet that I had to climb on chairs for, lucky tall ass man. I watched as his back flexed just from doing simple chores and I couldn't believe I was about to say this, I was horny.

I waited patiently for him to turn around, and once he did and once our eyes met, I could feel myself holding onto the last thread of control I had, it was a very thin thread with an even thinner needle.

"So, I just wanted us to-hmmph" I attacked him, I don't know what got over me but I did it. As soon as he started talking my eyes diverted to his lips and I remembered what it felt like to have those on mine and I wanted to feel it once more.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down to my level, his hands automatically went around my waist pulling me in as we kissed roughly, both pouring out our own feelings and want for each other into the kiss.

He hoisted me up wrapping my legs around his waist, I felt my back hit something solid and moaned when he pushed himself against me. Holding on tighter to him, our tongues clashed as we both took what we wanted from each other, there was no starting over for us.

We were far too gone to start over afresh, the only thing we could do was continue and even if it would hurt, I couldn't stop.

"Wait, Lia," he breathed into the kiss trying to pull away but I kept pressing our lips together, I don't need him to talk, I need him to do.

"Jason, shuu," I took his bottom lip into my mouth, sucking it a bit rough and he responded with a groan. Pulling at his shirt to signal him to take it off, we pulled away from the kiss and he took it off and stopped off mine in the process.

We ended up in my living room on the couch with him hovering over me, still kissing fanatically as we tried to get rid of our pants. Somehow in all that movement, we fell from the couch and I ended up being on top.

"Are you okay?" I screeched seeing that his head hit the floor a bit too hard, I know the carpet added some padding but nothing hurts more than banging the back of your head against something, he nodded quickly before pulling me down to kiss him again.

Flipping us over again, I wrapped my legs around his waist and waited impatiently. He pulled away from the kiss and this time I didn't stop him, I opened my eyes to find him already staring at me.

"Lia, are you sure you want to do this?" he whispered against my lips and suddenly the mood in the room changed from wanting to have a quick fuck to something more serious.

Batting my eyes slowly, I bit my bottom lip and nodded before the sound left my lips. "Yes," I answered truthfully and pulled him down with a force of my legs. "I want you."

This was probably a mistake, but I found it to be the best mistake I had made with my poor decision-making skills.