Maija
After a fun lunch with the guys, I leave the kitchen and make my way to my room upstairs. As I walk to my door, I am very aware of the room Zayne stayed in last night. I sneak over to the door and peer in since it was slightly open. I look around, but Sienna is nowhere in sight, and neither are their bags. Good, they moved, which makes me happy since I do not want to room next to them and hear any of the sex I am sure they’ll be having. I groan at the thought of Sienna touching him or kissing him, especially after he kisses me. I sigh as I enter my room and plop down on the bed. The kiss yesterday was something I can’t stop thinking about, his warm lips pressed against mine, his hands exploring my curves.
Ugh, I have a boyfriend. I can’t kee
Jade I sit on the rock with this beautiful girl beside me, I first saw her two years ago and wanted to talk to her, but of course, I was more focused on my idiotic friend finding love than myself. Even now, I can’t focus on her like I want to because of those two dolts on the beach. I glance over at Maija sitting beside Zayne and sigh, a blind man can see how much they love each other, yet they refuse— well, she refuses to admit it. “So, your philosophy on love Maija was….” I hear Kenya say, but I’m still looking at Zayne as he pushes her hair behind her e
Zayne I pull away from Maija, even though I don't want to since I’m so hard. I want her so badly, and she is finally giving herself to me, but my conscience won’t let me give in. I have to ensure she is ok. I followed her because something about how she looked felt off, and when she started running, I knew something was wrong. Yet I can’t believe the truth, that asshole had my world, the love of my life, in his hands, but instead of cherishing her, he broke her heart. “I would never hurt you, my love, if only you would choose me,” I whisper more to myself than her. “It was never a choice,” she says, which my heart drops. Right, matters of the heart aren’t something you choose. It just happens, just like I fell in love with her. “I know…” “No, it was never a choice because you took m
Maija After spending fifteen minutes in the shower, I walk out feeling refreshed and more than satisfied after Zayne's visit. Zayne whistles as I enter the bedroom. "I have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world," he says as he approaches me, still nude. He wraps his arms around me and hugs me. “Come back to bed, my love,” he whispers as he nuzzles my neck. "Zayne, stop it. I told you I have to go." I nudge away and drop the towel to pull on my dress; he groans as he watches. "I know,I want to spend the day with you too, but there are things I have to do." He grunts and leans in to kiss my lips. I sigh. I really don’t w
Zayne I step out into the fresh air and squint as the morning sun hits my face. I unclench my fists and growl. Why is that asshole acting like they’re still together? Why isn’t she telling him not to kiss her? Did they talk things out? Did she forgive him? That thought alone rips my heart out. No, she wouldn’t. Would she? No, she spent all night and this morning making love to me. A small smile cracks my lip as the memories of finally being inside her come flooding back, moving with her, kissing her. But sadness replaces my joy because I still have a hard time believing she loves me even after all that. She kisses me as if she loves me,
Maija I rouse from sleep with a desperate thirst. The room is dark, and I can feel Zayne’s hands tightly wrapped around my waist. After not talking to him all day, I came up to his room last night and put on his shirt because I missed him and needed him to know that I love him regardless of Danuel's antics. Today was awful, seeing him and not speaking to him; I hate being away from him, which is new for me since it was never like this with Danuel. I can't get enough of Zayne. I smile, recalling a couple of hours ago when I woke up to him reading the card. And then we made love and fell asleep in each other arms. It was amazing, I told him to show me how much he missed me, and man, did he show me. I try to smile, but my dry mouth stops me; oh right, I need to get something to drink. I remove his hand and slip out of bed, and head to the door. I make my way down to the kitchen quickly and head for the refrigerator. I pour myself a glass of water and take a seat at the table, l
Chapter 40 An hour earlier Zayne I hop out of the shower, super excited to see Maija in a couple of minutes. I grab my boxers, pull them on, and head to the bedroom. I scan the room. The maid changed the sheets while we were away and cleaned, so it looks good. I also instructed them to set up some candles and roses around the room to make everything perfect when she arrives. I grab a lighter and begin lighting the candles; someone knocks on the door as I light the final one. I groan, hoping it wasn’t one of my annoying friends. I love them, but all I
Zayne I lay in bed waiting on my love to come back so we can pick up where we left off. I close my eyes as the memory of her lips on my dick comes flooding back, making me horny again. I hope you're ready, my love, because I'm going to work you out tonight. “You’re happy to see me.” My eyes open immediately at the sound of Sienna’s voice. What the hell is she doing in here? I sit up as she begins to crawl over towards me. “Sienna, what the fuck?” “You said rain check last time, it’s dry now, and you look like you could use to help.” She glances at my hardened shaft. Shit. I’m naked. I spot my boxes on the floor, but as
Zayne We arrive back at the house a little after six after stopping for dinner at a burger joint in town. We enter the house, all laughing as Maija and I recount getting chased by security for a second time. I grab Maija as soon as we step through the door and scoop her in my arms. She smiles as our lips meet. “Ugh, get a room,” Santana shouts as we pull away. I rub my nose on hers and kiss her forehead. “I like the sound of that, my love. What do you say?” “Shouldn’t we at least spend some time together? I don’t know, maybe watch movies?” I groan when Samantha suggests this. I am about to protest, but Kenya chimes in before I can. &n