Jake's POVAll this waiting is killing me. Sam is up there in some room with Emi and Tracey. What if they tell her to think twice? I mean, she still could realize she can't deal with our past, right? What if she does a runner? My heart is breaking just by the thought of it. Damn, I couldn't even be with her last night, because fucking Emi said, if we want to have it traditional we need to stick to this rule. I would have loved to tell her to fuck the rules, but I know how much she has helped Sam in the last few weeks. Not having any family here, is damn hard for her. Another reason I am worried about her right now.At least I had Cara partially with me today, keeping me a little sane. She says mummy is going to look like a princess, and she is too. Cara is nearly as excited about this wedding as Sam and I are, only out of a different reason. For her, it's more like the fairy tales we read out to her each night. And she wants to be a princess so badly. That nearly made me chuckle if I
9 months later"Babe, could you please step down a bit with your work?" I hear Jakes concerned voice as soon as he enters the room."Jake, you know exactly exams are due in three months.""Yes, I know. But baby number two is due anytime now. So why do you have to do this book right now on top? Can't you push it a little longer?""No, I have a deadline. Gosh Jake, this is the first book I am getting published. Not many have that kind of luck. Can you push your deadlines while doing your screenwriting?"Jake has been driving me crazy with this for weeks now. Guess he's simply freaking out because of baby number two being on its way. He's even suggested for a midwife to live with us for a couple of weeks, just to make sure someone is there during birth. The doc has warned us that this birth will probably be just as fast. If I feel the slightest difference or contraction to call the ambulance immediately. Well, at least we know what we are in for this time. But I am not going to hire a mid
A/N: This will only be a very short prologue to hopefully get you a little curious about Samantha's story.This book will contain mature, steamy scenes, swearing, and heavy context.So this is an explicit 18+ book, read at own risk!!!⚠️⚠️⚠️Btw I am a beginner in writing. It might take you a couple of chapters to fully get into the story, so please don't give up too soon on me❤❤❤Oh, and sorry for the spelling ahead due to my brain tumor, I know there are a lot of spelling and grammar mistakes, but I hope you enjoy the story!Be ready for a rollercoaster ride ;) And sometimes nothing is at it seemsI grew up most of my life in a small village near Nottingham. Growing up in a small village is kind of heaven and hell in one go.Heaven? Well, no great pollution, a lot of green around you. Everyone knows everyone, as kid you could run the streets without worries (most of the time anyway), spend the time at streams or in woods. Hell? Well, there are so many reasons why a small village can
****6 weeks earlier****I never sleep much. Last night, I kind of nearly skipped sleeping totally. Emily and I texted way into the night. And the rest of the night, my mind was simply going crazy due to all of the excitement. Today is the day, I finally get to leave this fucked up village behind me. To be honest I don't even intend on coming back, not even for a visit. Grams doesn't know yet and it's probably going to break her heart. I will just have to make sure to have plenty excuses and invite her down to Oxford instead. It's not like I could go without her. In fact, I need her in my life. She's all I have. But I need to get out of this place for good.Looking out of the window, I can see dawn is breaking while I yawn and rub my face. Ok, an hour and a half of sleep might be too little. Then again, I need to get used to it anyway. Seriously, I am really not the type to get up early, but today it's a different matter.Emily and I have set our plans, and besides sleeping in after
2. Girls timeI wake up way gone midnight. I must have been damn tired to haven fallen asleep on the couch while watching Netflix. Admitted it might have been the wine on top. Emily has already left the couch, and I start crawling into my bed to catch another couple of hours of much needed sleep.Waking up in the morning is weird. There are noises coming from outside I am not used to. This definitely isn’t a village. A quick look in the mirror tells me what a messy state I am in. Instead of going for the shower first, I just quickly brush my teeth and pee before I head to the kitchen. Emi is already sat at the counter, reaching out a cup of coffee to me."You're my rescue", I state while yawning away."Always have been", she answers, smiling.Yes, she really has been, even if she wasn't physically there. Emi was there at any time of the day if ever I needed her. My only friend and I missed her so much."Right, what's the plan for today?", I ask, ignoring I should start getting my bags
We drink quite a few sour cherry shots. Gosh, I love this stuff. Slowly, I am feeling slightly light headed. Looking across to Emily, I have to smirk. Obviously, she has already found her guy for the night. From what can be seen, he is good-looking. He has a good build and blond hair in the style Paul Walker used to wear in the first Fast and the Furious part. If I imagined the face under the mask, I'd say a sunny boy type. Definitely not mine, but sure Emily's type of guy. I like guys looking a bit more rough.The guy with the green eyes keeps on staring at me, I have no idea why. And I sure don't want to know what's going on in his mind as he is surrounded by three girls at the same time. Two on his lap and one dancing right in front of him. If it wasn't for his eyes, I wouldn't even want to give him a second glance. He seems such a self-centred piece of shit."Don't get irritated by our womanizer. Believe me, you don't want to get anywhere near that guy. He'd just hump and dump yo
I push him away a little, as I am unable to think straight with his body so close to mine. To my surprise, he doesn't try to push me any further. Instead, his eyes are set on mine again with an intense look."I said I wouldn't do anything you don't want. So tell me to leave and I'll leave. But deep down inside, you know you want me too. Your body is telling me how much it's longing to feel me on your skin.""You sure you are talking about my body, or is it your body talking to you?" I try to ignore he's totally right. Everything inside me is craving to feel his body pressed up against mine. He doesn't answer. The look on his face tells me he knows he's right and has no doubt at all. With my last piece of my sanity left, I turn to leave. "I need to leave, I need some water", is all I mumble before my feet start moving."You shouldn't go alone, I'll take you", his words cause me to turn back into his direction."I live in the apartment underneath Evans, so not far to go. So, suck it."
His kisses keep coming and even after just sucking him off, I feel him getting hard right next to me again. He pushes his hard dick against my hips."Feel what you are doing to me? If you allow me I will keep this up all night," he whispers softly against my lips causing sweet shivers to run down my spine."Don't promise too much Fuck Boy", an amused laugh escapes his lips at me calling him this and I can see a twinkle in his eyes."You know I won't deny I am a Fuck Boy, but I do have a name I would rather you call that out", his fingers softly playing with a curl while he talks only inches away from my lips."No fucking names.""Ok", he gives in reluctant.At least he is honest and doesn't pretend he is not a man whore. God, I still can't believe I am in with this. Guess him being so skilled has it's reasons though. In next to no time, he's got me panting again."I want to fuck you", he says with desperation in his voice and I know it's a question at the same time."Condom?", I ask a