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Jessica's point of view

"Are you going to stare at me all night? If so let me pose for you," He said, with a teasing look in his eyes.

"Go and take your shower," I said and step towards the food.

"Don't you dare eat until am finished." He grabbed my towel and walked towards the bathroom."I'll put this back for you."

"But am hungry."

"We both are hungry so wait!" He shouted from the shower.

"Holy fuck, the water is icy in here!"

"Maybe that will help, cool us down a bit," It slip from my mouth and I squeezed my eyes tight. I waited for him to say something dirty but he was silent.

Damn me

I removed my phone from my bag and as I was about to close it. I saw a small packet with a Hair dryer and curling iron.

I took out the hair dryer and plugged it in and started to dry my hair.

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For so many years, and now he is back in my life, now am going to see him in a couple of hours. I'm maybe going to sit down with him and drink coffee and talk.

I'm going to see him again, a father that I loved and thought I knew. Understanding doesn't stop the feeling of disappointment.

I always love action movies, not the killing parts but the fighting parts. He saw my interest in it and took me under his eyes. He was the one that thought me how to fight, he would bring me out and train me, even in the rain. Whenever he sees me too silent and sulky he would get me out and tell me to fight off the emotions.

I would return from college sessions and box away like crazy, reading and boxing away was my passion.

So whenever I get angry, I would stay away from fights, because I knew I had it in me to kill someone, because those fights weren't just baby fights. I earned bruises from those fights, cuts, and slashes, that took months to heal with healing ointment and self-love. He would hit me hard and tell me to give him my best. He would tell me later to bathe, and he would clean my wounds with salt.

He made a soldier out of me, too bad I didn't know that he was preparing me for my future. Too bad I didn't know I was going to have someone looking for me, to get back to him.

Too bad I didn't know that I was going to get into mafia gang wrongs, and sleep with one in a hotel room

"Shit!" I felt the heat on my neck and realized I was gazing off.

A sexy one at that

I got up and put the hair dryer back into the bag. I shoved both bags under the bed.
Laying on the bed, I scoot over to the one side and pulled my knees to my chest, with my phone In my hands I entered the Wattpad.

'Come on find it,' I thought to myself, I was at book three of a book called AFTER, which is written by an amazing author; Anna Todd. I watched the movie but, the movie wasn't as interesting as the book.

"Are you ready to eat?" He asked and I look up to see him drying his hair. My eyes noticed his naked muscles and I sat up and the bed setting my phone aside. My heart dropped at the sight.

He stood at the end of the bed, wearing just black underpants. His muscles and abs and tattooed skin. He walks towards the food table and it's like a runaway, only missing a red carpet.

Holding the towel in his hand, he bends and lifts the cover from the food.

"Mhmm, mom told me to always smell my food, and damn, this smells like heaven. I hope you eat lobster," I watched him sniff and walked around my side of the bed.

He took the bag from under the bed and put on his deodorant. His perfume and freshness hit me and made me overthink if I bathe.

Jesus Christ

"Where is he? Jessica, I know I look hot but am not Jesus," He said with a chuckle.

"Oh, I was just wondering if I took a shower already."

"Are you okay?" He asked after putting back the bags, he leaned over me and touched my forehead.

"I'm fine."

"You haven't developed dementia or amnesia have you?" I saw a flash of genuine concern for about thirty seconds but was suddenly replaced with a teasing mockery.

Asshole maybe know what he is doing to me

"Move it, am okay."

"I hope you don't mind me looking like this, this is what I go to bed in, usually with an office shirt but I can't bother digging into that bag."

"Mhmm it's okay."

'It's okay if you continue to fry my brain,' I thought to myself, then sighed,  that didn't escape my mouth.

"Okay, I'm going to find that shirt, just for you, out of respect, or maybe to save both of us," He said and I smiled watching him going through the bag. I got off the bed and sat around the small glass table.

He came in a white long sleeve shirt, open I don't even see the difference, and sat across from me and open both of our plates.

"I don't eat lobster, is there anything else?" I asked, looking at all that disgusting sauce.

"Oh shit, am so sorry, I should have asked first. There is something else, what's that? Barbecued chicken?"

A smile formed on my lips as I look over at his plate.

"Want us to switch?"
He switched our plates and started to eat.

"Wait."

"What?"

"Thank you lord for this meal, thank you for allowing me to survive on that plane, for making us survive," I said holding his hand. I felt him tense and It was like he was scared.

"Amen," I open my eyes to see his face pale. Silently he looks down.

"Say it, say Amen," He started to pull his hand away but I held on to it.

"Amen," He said "I just haven't heard a prayer in a while, you know. The only time I pray is when am going to kill somebody," He resumes eating and my heart melted.

"Mhmm, can I try some of that?" I asked, just to get his mind back to normal. I frowned my nose up as he lift a lobster towards my mouth.

"You are amazing, you have no idea how much," He said and shift his chair over to mine along with his plate, he then kissed me unexpectedly on the cheek.

"Hah, open your mouth let me feed you."

"Nah, never mind, it looks disgusting."

"Look, it's delicious," He said dipping into the sauce and tearing into it. He set aside that unfinished one and dip another.

"Taste it," He said and I open my mouth. He stood up and leaned over me, feeding me."Yes, just like that, fuck," He said and my chest burned from the heat. Too much heat. He sat down and watched me.

"It does taste good, now I want to try the chicken," I said, licking my lips and dipping my finger into the barbecue sauce.

"Have a bite," I said with shaky fingers. Smiling I offered to him, none of my brain cells seems to be working properly as I took up a chicken leg and offered it to him.

He took hold of my wrist and bit into it, staring at me. I slowly bit the other side of the chicken and his eyes fell to my lips. He started to rise but I stop him.

"Weren't you hungry? Where are you going?" I asked, licking sauce from my fingers, both sauces, surprised, the lobster wasn't so bad. I picked the meat from it and smiled at him.

We ate in silence staring at each other. And if only he knew that with each bite he took. I was imagining that it was on my breast.

Fuck this

I drop the chicken and got up just to sit on his lap.

"What are you doing?" He asked and I felt his partner hard and stiff on my bottom.

"Eating."

"Eat now," He said getting up and sitting me down.

I licked the sauce from my lips again and looked up at him.

"Fuck this, come here," He said and grab my hands he wiped them off on his towel.

"What are you doing?"

"About to teach you something."

Grabbing me around my waist he pulled me to him and dip his head to my mouth.

"I promised you that you taste better than the food," He said trailing his lips on mine.

"I have no idea what am doing," I confessed, pulling his head closer to mine. Brushing my lips on his. I trail my hands down his chest, lower, lower, and lower until he went stiff in my hand.

"Just like that, you take away my breath," He gasped, "I'm going to make you beg me to fuck you."

"I don't think so, I think am going to make you beg me,"And I shove him onto the bed, leaning over him, slowly I removed my dress without a care in the world.

"Sit."

I sat on him.

"Not there," He said gripping my hip, kissing me on my belly.

"Where?"

"Here," He said flipping me over on my back, pulling my underwear slowly down, my eyes widen yet I kept silent.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" I moan arching my back off the bed as he slides his tongue across my clit.

"Stop!"I screamed and shivered in surprise.

"I'm going to make you scream my name until you come for me. I'm going to show you what it's like wanting only one person to fuck," And with that, he took all my clit in his mouth.

"Please, hmm," I moaned. Heat raced through my body. I tear at the sheets as I felt currents in my body force my legs open.

"I'm going to show you how wicked you've been to yourself, what you've been missing from your life," He said flicking his tongue.

I felt his hands come up to my hard nipples and I trembled as he pulled on them. My body begged for him as another moan escape my lips.

"Fuck, am going to get you so wet with such slow ness you'll cry," He said and with that; I could feel the softness of his tongue pressing onto me.

Rubbing me faster with his tongue, then left me and came up to my neck when I was almost near climax.

He sucked on my neck and grind against me, rubbing his hard self against my clitoris, feeling one of my breasts with his other hand.

Just as I felt my body about to shiver he pulled away. Trailing kisses down my chest, to my breast.

He was right, there was no way I could stop the tears from exiting my eyes.

"Say it."

"I want you."

"I didn't quite catch that," He said breathlessly, lifting his head he stared at me.

"Stop fucking around, I want you now. I want you to fuck me like you said you would, " My mind said, speaking for me.

"Damn, you look pretty hot when you are bad."

"Take it off," He whispered in my ear.

"What?"

"Strip me yourself."

"And?"

"Fuck me," He whispered.

"I don't know what to do,"I admit, embarrassed.

"Hold me like this," He said putting my fingers under his waistband."Pull it down like this."

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That was long, I can believe, I just wrote that, am burning up🌡🌬🤳

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