Only Mine novel Chapter 15

I was picking at the food on my plate not being able to actually eat any of the lunch I prepared and staring out the kitchen window in my apartment, going through every little detail that happened last night for the hundredth time today.

I was supposed to meet Jake in 2 hours at his place, but I still haven't heard a word from him. Should I text him? Probably he is just sleeping late, but I don't want to just show up at his place after how we left the things yesterday. Indeed, it was me he didn't reply to his last message, so maybe he's waiting for me to make my move.

Ah, screw it, I'll text, act as nothing happened, and simply confirm our plans. Standing up from the kitchen chair, I cleaned the plate and went into my room to find my phone.

Still no messages. Ok, here goes nothing.

*Hi, just checking if we are still on for today? If you are tired or busy, it's fine.*

I'm such a coward.

The reply didn't come for 5 minutes and I started biting my lip, getting more and more nervous. Despite him being surrounded with all other women, I still wanted to be with him. Sexually, I mean. And since I proposed to keep things casual, I can't really complain now, can I? Ugh.

Finally, my phone started beeping, but it wasn't a text. His name was on the screen, indicating an incoming call.

Shit, he's calling me. I actually never talked to him on the phone before.

"H-hello?"

"Hi, beautiful. How are you?"

My stomach fluttered at him calling me beautiful. I groaned silently for being so weak.

"I'm good, thanks. How are you, Jake?"

"Better after reading your text. I thought you'll bail on me."

"Uhm, no. I m-mean, if you still want me to come ... If you are busy are have some other, uhm... plans, we can cancel."

As in plans, meaning screwing one of the long-legged semi-dressed women from yesterday. I detested the idea. And I think he knew what I meant.

"No, Jess. No other plans." His tone became more serious when uttering those words, probably trying to make me see he means it. "See you in an hour or so?"

How weird it is we are talking about meeting up for sex and acting like it's no big deal. Then again, maybe for him, it isn't.

I hate being in so much doubt about myself and what I'm doing.

"Yes, great. In an hour, yes. I'll see you then. Bye."

Not nervous at all. I had to roll my eyes at myself.

"Bye, Jess."

I'm not sure that calmed down my nerves at all. I was too nervous and he was being all serious on me. God, I hope this won't be awkward. Just sex, just sex.

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An hour later I was standing in front of his building, gathering the courage to enter. I made sure I looked nice, put on some nice lingerie after showering and making my skin all soft and smelling nice with my favourite lotion. At least if he's screwing other women, I want him to smell me on his sheets after I leave.

The elevator took me to the 18th floor and I rang the bell when stopping in front of his door. A couple of seconds later the door opened and he was standing there, a small smile spreading on his lips when seeing me. Butterflies!

He greeted me with a kiss on my cheek and opening the door wider, letting me in.

I almost forgot how spectacular his apartment is. The sun was already low in the sky and the living room was bathing in yellow-reddish colours, making it look warm and inviting. He led me to the couch to take a seat and offered me a glass of wine.

Absolutely, anything that could calm my nerves.

I made myself cozy waiting for him to join me in the living room, still not able to tear my gaze away from the view of the city. It must be great to live in a place like this.

I told him this after taking a sip of the delicious red wine he brought for both of us. The man knew his liquor.

He took a seat next to me, holding his glass and bringing his eyes on me after looking out at what I was seeing.

"It is a great place. And if you like the apartment and the view, then it's definitely worth its money."

He gave me a boyish smile and I couldn't help but smile in return while small blush appeared on my cheeks. He could be so cute.

"I do like it. I wish the view from my apartment would be that spectacular."

"Mhm, it definitely is spectacular."

But his eyes weren't on the sunset anymore. He was looking at me, his eyes slowly travelling to my lips, down my neck, briefly stopping at the V of my sweater where you could clearly see the outline of my breasts and then slowly again back up until reaching my eyes again.

I gulped, starting to feel hot all of a sudden, feeling my nipples harden against my bra with the sight of raw lust shining in his eyes.

He put his glass down on the coffee table and gently taking mine away before sliding closer to me, our sides now touching and his heat burning even through my clothes.

He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, reminding me of the first time he did it in the coffee shop when we met, which caused another set of butterflies in my stomach. Slowly, almost predatory, he leaned towards me, giving me a kiss to my cheek. His lips lingered there for a moment before progressing lower kissing my jaw and lightly biting it before moving down to my neck. A gasp escaped me when I felt his teeth graze my skin and he smiled against my neck at my reaction.

"I love how responsive you are."

He took a bunch of my hair in his hand and slightly pull back so he could gain better access to my exposed neck, licking his way down to the sensitive spot just above my collar bones.

I left out a small moan, my hand landing on his thigh and fingers digging in his muscles. He pressed even closer not once stopping his exploration of my neck.

"Tell me, baby, are you like this with me or with other guys also? Would you tremble the same in the hands of the guy you danced with yesterday?"

He bit me harder this time and sucked on the skin of my neck before my lustful brain realized what he was saying.

I slowly pushed back.

"Are you really asking me this?! Tell me, is this how you seduce all of the women you bring here? With wine and sexy talk? Did you at least manage to change the sheets after your latest fuck from yesterday?"

Needless to say, I was starting to get angrier, those images assaulting my thoughts didn't exactly help.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

He leaned back so he could look me in the eyes and I saw irritation in them. Oh, he better not be irritated with me when he was all cozy with all of them yesterday.

"Save it, please. I saw you yesterday talking and being all cozy with that chick in the club and god knows where the things would have led if I didn't interrupt. So don't be irritated if I'm doing the same thing with someone else."

In five seconds flat I was on my back on the couch with him spread on top of me. His hands were holding my head in place, not giving me a chance to look away.

"Did that bother you, Jessica?"

His voice was menacingly low. His mouth connected with mine roughly, but I couldn't even think of stopping him or replying when his tongue connected with mine.

After a few intense seconds, he pulled back, leaving me panting and gyrating his hips so his hard-on pressed firmly against my entrance making me instantly wet.