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Something's Getting In The Way.

05.

Jimmy and I walked out of the coffee shop. I had a whole new sense of feeling, this is what freedom felt like. Oh dear God… I never wanted this elation of feeling to leave; it was too great.

Jimmy leaned down and placed a simple kiss on my lips, even though it took my breath away. I felt a small gasp leave my lips as he pulled away, a small grin spread across his face as his blue eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. He grabbed me by my elbow and we ducked into a black car with tinted windows.

“Dear God Jimmy…” I whispered, climbing into the backseat while he took the driver seat.

He looked at me in the rear-view mirror, his eyebrows raised, “What is it Evan?” He asked.

“Nothing… I just… Don’t believe it, we got away, we got away.” I said.

Jimmy smiled and began to drive as I scrunched down in the seat. I had no idea man; Kale could see me any minute, and I’d be done for. No one knows Kale like how I do, yes, he may put on a good front, a really fucking good front, like he didn’t beat me to a bloody pulp every night, or he got so drunk and when he was drunk, he’d do unspeakable things to me. With Jimmy, my heart fluttered and my hands shook. When I was around Kale, I was nervous and jumpy and dear god, always fearing what tomorrow would bring.

So, how long has this secret love between Jimmy and me gone on without Kale suspecting a damn thing? I don’t know, and I was glad I didn’t know, I was perfectly happy with Jimmy.

You see, I actually met Jimmy one night walking the streets. Oh my, how could I? Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard it all before, and frankly, I didn’t care. He was piss drunk stupid one night and I told him to scat before the cops came and he got himself in a shitload of trouble. I ended up giving him my cell number and he stumbled on, drunker than ever.

But, it’s crazy how fate is, how Karma can have the craziest plans in store for you.

Jimmy turned on the radio and She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5 began to play, I hummed along lightly, laying down in the backseat, resting my head on my plastic bag full of my whore clothes. And fell into a light sleep.

I knew everything would be okay.
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“Evan? Evan? Wake up kid.” Jimmy said, shaking my shoulder lightly. I felt a groan escape my lips; I was more tired than I thought. I heard Jimmy sigh and felt his arms pick me up. I let my head fall against his chest and the steady thump, thump of his heartbeat made me realize that this was real.

Oh yes, this was glorious, this feeling that was swelling up in my chest. I couldn’t describe it, but hot damn, it was something I didn’t feel like losing any time soon. Jimmy settled me down into what felt like heaven. The bed was soft, and the sheets were made of silk; Kale could never in a million years provide this kind of thing for me.

“Now you get some sleep, you were more tired than I thought you were.” Jimmy said, the bed shifted as he sat down, brushing the blond hair out of my eyes. I felt a smile cross my face, as my heart sped up. And I sure as hell wasn’t willing to make it stop.

Jimmy leaned down and kissed my forehead, I tilted my head to the side and sat up, wrapping my arms around his neck as he pulled me onto his lap. “Never let me go?” I whispered, burying my head into the nook of his shoulder and neck.

“Never in a million years.” He whispered back, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

I felt a smile cross my lips.

This was perfection, in every which way possible.

Comments

Interesting... Cool so far c:
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11/26/12