mouth tries to find mine but I push her off, I don’t want to kiss the broad, I just want to get my dick wet. I turn her around and push her face into the door. Slipping her knickers down I tease her hot, wet entrance before slipping a condom on and ramming my cock inside her. I pull on her tangled, blonde hair as I hammer my dick into her. It doesn’t take me long, all I can think of is Jasmine. I was meant to be forgetting her, but it seems she’s all I can think about. I jerk out the remnants of my orgasm, pull the condom off and zip my trousers back up. Julz goes to say something but I cut her off, holding my hand up.
“Thanks, I needed that. Don’t expect a cuddle, though.” She pouts and straightens her skirt, pulling her knickers back up. I can’t even remember if she came or not, and I couldn’t care less if she didn’t. I walk out of the door, grab my jacket and helmet, and get the hell out of there.
Chapter Six
Jasmine
Dexter is lovely. He’s funny and smart and he’s nice to look at, but he isn’t Max. I hate that I feel like I’ve led him on, although I’ve not actually said that I want to date him, I haven’t said that I don’t. I hate letting people down, but I just don’t fancy him the same way that I do Max. That first moment that I saw him I felt something inside of me. Yes, he’s a complete moron who has done nothing to suggest that he even finds me remotely attractive, but I feel the sexual tension whenever we are in the room together. When he touches me I feel the spark of electricity shoot through my veins.
As Dexter was walking me to my car last night, I turned and saw Max ride off on his bike. I started to wish that it were him that was putting his arm around me when I shivered from the cold. Anyway, am I really ready for a relationship with anyone? I’ve Austen to think about and I need to start looking for a flat soon. Plus, I can’t risk putting another person in danger if anything were to happen to me. My head is still a mess; I need time to sort my life out.
I took Austen to the zoo today. We spent hours looking at all the animals. He loved the giraffes, especially the baby one. We took a picnic and ate it on the grass in front of the lions, which he also loved; the male was pacing up and down the cage waiting for feeding time. Austen walked up and down, following him for ages, in the end I had to bribe him with ice cream to get him to move. Dad is taking him to the cinema this evening while I work. I hate that I have to work unsociable hours, but it’s good that I get to spend time with him during the day. I don’t know how I’ll cope when he starts back at school, but we will find a way. I’m still not sleeping well. Nightmares of people chasing Austen and I haunt my mind. I wake, terrified. Every person that I see, I wonder if they’re here to kill me. The longer time goes on, the more at ease I will be. I need to give it time. I witnessed something horrific. You don’t just get over that in three weeks.
Tomorrow morning I’ve got my first lesson with Scotty. I’m nervous, but excited. I’ve been watching the girls when they perform and they are so elegant. The control they have in their arms and legs, I’m not sure I have enough muscle strength to be able to do what they do, but I’ll give it a go. I park my car and head towards the bar, pausing when I hear someone shouting my name behind me. Whipping my head around, I notice Dexter running up the street. He’s wearing jogging pants and a tight white vest. I take a glance at his well-defined body and lick my lips. I’m not mentally attracted to him, but physically he isn’t a bad second choice.
“Hey.” He bends over, trying to catch his breath.
“Hi, Dex. You been for a jog?” I ask the obvious.
He laughs. “Nah, this is how I walk.” He gives me a cheeky grin.
“I’m late, are you walking that way?” I move my head in the direction of the club and start to walk. He follows like a
“Thanks, I needed that. Don’t expect a cuddle, though.” She pouts and straightens her skirt, pulling her knickers back up. I can’t even remember if she came or not, and I couldn’t care less if she didn’t. I walk out of the door, grab my jacket and helmet, and get the hell out of there.
Chapter Six
Jasmine
Dexter is lovely. He’s funny and smart and he’s nice to look at, but he isn’t Max. I hate that I feel like I’ve led him on, although I’ve not actually said that I want to date him, I haven’t said that I don’t. I hate letting people down, but I just don’t fancy him the same way that I do Max. That first moment that I saw him I felt something inside of me. Yes, he’s a complete moron who has done nothing to suggest that he even finds me remotely attractive, but I feel the sexual tension whenever we are in the room together. When he touches me I feel the spark of electricity shoot through my veins.
As Dexter was walking me to my car last night, I turned and saw Max ride off on his bike. I started to wish that it were him that was putting his arm around me when I shivered from the cold. Anyway, am I really ready for a relationship with anyone? I’ve Austen to think about and I need to start looking for a flat soon. Plus, I can’t risk putting another person in danger if anything were to happen to me. My head is still a mess; I need time to sort my life out.
I took Austen to the zoo today. We spent hours looking at all the animals. He loved the giraffes, especially the baby one. We took a picnic and ate it on the grass in front of the lions, which he also loved; the male was pacing up and down the cage waiting for feeding time. Austen walked up and down, following him for ages, in the end I had to bribe him with ice cream to get him to move. Dad is taking him to the cinema this evening while I work. I hate that I have to work unsociable hours, but it’s good that I get to spend time with him during the day. I don’t know how I’ll cope when he starts back at school, but we will find a way. I’m still not sleeping well. Nightmares of people chasing Austen and I haunt my mind. I wake, terrified. Every person that I see, I wonder if they’re here to kill me. The longer time goes on, the more at ease I will be. I need to give it time. I witnessed something horrific. You don’t just get over that in three weeks.
Tomorrow morning I’ve got my first lesson with Scotty. I’m nervous, but excited. I’ve been watching the girls when they perform and they are so elegant. The control they have in their arms and legs, I’m not sure I have enough muscle strength to be able to do what they do, but I’ll give it a go. I park my car and head towards the bar, pausing when I hear someone shouting my name behind me. Whipping my head around, I notice Dexter running up the street. He’s wearing jogging pants and a tight white vest. I take a glance at his well-defined body and lick my lips. I’m not mentally attracted to him, but physically he isn’t a bad second choice.
“Hey.” He bends over, trying to catch his breath.
“Hi, Dex. You been for a jog?” I ask the obvious.
He laughs. “Nah, this is how I walk.” He gives me a cheeky grin.
“I’m late, are you walking that way?” I move my head in the direction of the club and start to walk. He follows like a
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