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Chapter 11: Dance in the kitchen
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Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me Chapter 16: Confession
DalonRejena fits into me like she was made for me, or was I made for her as she is older? It doesn’t matter, the only thing that matters is the fact that her lips taste like tomatoes and basil from the sauce that she had been tasting earlier. What matters is how soft her lips are, and how hard her nails are digging into my chest. Her back is arched, pressing harder into me as if she wasn’t to get as close to me as humanly possible.I lick her lips, begging for access to her mouth and she opens up for me. My grab her legs right under her arse, and then lift her. She quickly wraps her legs around my hips and I feel like I am home. We pull apart to catch our breath, but instead of completely letting her go, I move my lips down her jaw, to her neck, sucking hard right under her ear, wanting to leave a mark on her, needing to show the world that this woman belongs to me.“Jack.” She says, not moaning, but sounding withdrawn. I quickly pull away, not sure what I did wrong. Did she not want
Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me Chapter 15: Date with the boys
RejenaAfter three hours of writing, I get up and stretch before I head to the shower to wash off this morning as I had walked straight to the typewriter after coming back from the hike with Dallon. I take my time to wash off the sweat and the river water, taking extra care to wash my hair. Once I am done, I decide to put a bit of effort into my looks. I take my time to style my hair in perfect waves, then apply a light eye-shadow that makes my eyes pop slightly more.I slipped into my green summer dress, the lace cool against my skin, light as a breath. The green is the shade of new leaves and summer fields, soft and alive all at once. Tiny, embroidered vines curled along the hem and sleeves, little leaves stitched in delicate patterns that danced when I moved. It felt less like putting on clothing and more like stepping into something wild and beautiful, like wearing a piece of the season itself.My shoes are silver sandals that wrap up my legs, giving me the feeling of being a godd
Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me Chapter 14: All in
DalonAfter four hours of walking through the woods, Rejena taking photos of every possible thing she can, including myself and a few of us together, we finally make it to the river she had been swimming in yesterday. With the heat and the constant movement, the river sounded like a dream, and I didn’t bother to hide like Rejena felt the need to do when I changed into my swim shorts. You only live once, right? I tried not to turn around after I got dressed, trying to give her the time and privacy she needed, but I turned around, hoping to even get just a glimpse of her. What I didn’t expect was to get a front row view of her getting undressed. Her back is to me, but I don’t mind as I am an ass man.Rejena is busy pulling on her bikini bottoms, her upper half behind the tree she was probably trying to hide behind, but doing a really bad job of. Unfortunately, I am too far away from her to see anything more than that perfect ass as she bends over to put her feet into the bikini bottoms.
Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me Chapter 13: Wishing upon a star
RejenaHe doesn’t want to tell me the truth, doesn’t want to tell me who he truly is, and I am not going to lie, that hurts. I understand that he is afraid, but I had hoped that I was worth risking it for. I wonder if I am the only one developing feelings, if I am such a sad romantic, so lost in the hopes that I would some day have the kind of love like those in romance books, that I am going in way over my head and making this into more than it is. Did I imagine the times he looked at me with interest? Did I imagine the deeper emotions? I feel like I am on a racetrack, racing at top speed, only to realize there are no breaks. I am terrified of how this is going to end and at the same time, I am pumped full of so much adrenaline that the idea of stopping is just as terrifying. I don’t want this time with him to end, but I know in a few days, he needs to head to Miami for his race and I need to get back home, to my boring, over worked life. Reality sucks sometimes.“Are you ready to ge
Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me Chapter 12: Opportunities
DalonThere is a knock on my door. An insistent banging that has me pissed off before my eyes are even open. “I have coffee, and I am standing in a bra in front of your door.” That has me up quicker than my pounding headache from all the wine last night should’ve ever allowed me. She said coffee and bra though, so my legs are moving even if it takes my head a while to catch up.I rip the door open at the same time I start to stumble and end up knocking my toe on the hook of the door, sending instant blinding pain all the way up my foot. I groan in pain, but still force my eyes to stay open to the sight had tempted me out of bed. Jane is standing in her black tights, black running shoes and bright white sports bra, that to my frustration has enough padding and material to keep me from seeing the outline of anything. I don’t even see a nipple stand. This is what I stumbled out of the bed for and hit my toe against the door for?“I have coffee, I did not lie about the bra, even though I
Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me Chapter 11: Dance in the kitchen
RejenaI get to see the kitchen! That is like another dream come true as I love cooking, but don’t do it often as I am the only one I would be cooking for. It is a lot of effort after a long day. I find Mila waiting for me in the kitchen, an apron wrapped around her waist. I wrap her up in a tight hug and wonder what she is doing here. Being up at the butt crack of dawn and then working late nights can’t be easy, and she is clearly not a spring chicken anymore.“Senorita Mila! What are you doing here?” I ask her, completely forgetting that she might not understand what I am saying.“I teach you to cook. You skinny and need food.” She says with a strict voice, and I laugh at her. I might be slim, but I do love eating.“Jack può unirsi a noi?” I ask her, not sure if I am pronouncing the words correctly, so I say it really slowly. She seems to understand that I am asking for Jack to join, and she calls the waiter whose name I never bothered to ask, but find out it is Simon. She tell him
Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me Chapter 10: Not a date
Dalon“Buonasera, un tavolo per due, per favore.” Jane says and again, I can only assume that she is asking for a table. The restaurant that we found is a very small cozy brick building with low lights. It looks romantic, but I know there is no romance happening tonight, or any other night. Not that I would be opposed to it. I have never been with a woman more than two years older than me, but it is probably the same, right?“You need to teach me how to speak Italian.” I tell Jane as we are lead to a private corner in the back of the restaurant. The couches are a tan brown, nearly blending in with the brick wall. The dim lights casts shadows throughout the restaurant, ensuring that every table has a bit of privacy. Aside from the kitchen making slight noises, the only other sound you can hear is soft music playing in the background. If I ever decide to get serious with a woman, this is definitely a place I would take her. My eyes move from the setting back to Jane and the idea starts
Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me Chapter 9: Bad jokes
RejenaWriting has always been my passion. In high school it was short little poems, then after that, journaling had become my number one go to as I was struggling to talk to people about my thoughts and emotions. Writing as much as reading had been my safe haven and I have lost my passion for writing when work came in the way. The books I had been writing for the past year were books I started writing two years ago and after Collen passed away, I just didn’t feel that passion anymore. For one, I write romance books. How are you supposed to write romance books when every time you even consider getting romantic with someone, you feel like you are cheating on the person that you loved and never learned to unlove?My fingers are flying over the keyboard, the clicking of the typewriter a different kind of music all in its own league. The story I am writing is not one I will ever publish. Not because it isn’t good or worthy of people swooning over it, but because it is private. It is my li
Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me Chapter 8: Big dreams
Dalon“Oh yes, right there.” Jane moans. “Oh, that feels so good.” I tighten my grip on the bottle I am holding, causing the jelly liquid to spill over the top. “You can go a little harder, you know. You really have to get it in there.” I look up at the roof, praying for my thoughts to be purified. It is bad enough that she is only in her bikini, which is practically underwear.“I am really trying to keep my thoughts clean and not think anything inappropriate, but I am going to need you to shut up for me to do that.” I say through clenched teeth and Jane bursts out laughing.“I am so sorry, I didn’t realize how it sounded.” She says, a blush staining her already red skin. Her ears turn a darker shade of red, and I can’t help but smile, even if other parts of me are currently in pain. It doesn’t help that she is sitting between my legs as I try to run the after sun into her poor, fried skin.“As long as you don’t go running around in the sun again for hours, I won’t be mad.” I tease, b
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