Jo POVThe way the orgasm hits my body makes me wonder if I ever really experienced an orgasm before. My legs shake, my stomach turns, my walls contract and my brain goes foggy. Everything around me disappears and it’s just me and Dylan here. His hands touch every inch of my body while his tongue works its magic.No one has ever made me feel like this, his touch is addictive, and the tingling I feel makes my heart beat faster and my blood moves faster all over my body. Besides being funny, and kind, Dylan is a God in bed. Does he even have any flaws? Why is he so perfect? He is making it hard for me to hate him, to wish he would be away from me instead of inside of me.Dylan starts licking his way up to my breasts again, and I pull him up by the collar of his shirt. I start pulling on it and we manage to rip it off of his body. His chest is toned, he looks lik
Jo POV“I have to answer it,” I say as I try to escape Dylan’s arms that are keeping me in place.“No, don’t burst our bubble, come on,” he says and I can’t help but giggle at his face. He is pouting like a little kid while he tries to grab me while I escape the bed and grab my phone.“It’s my mom, we have been here for three days, she is probably worried,” I say as I bring the phone to my ear.“Hey Mom” I say and I can hear the relief in her voice on the other side.“Where are you? I have been worried sick, I even contacted the police” she starts saying I look at Dylan and I can tell by his facial expression that I might look horrified.&
Dylan POV“So? How was your time away?” Richard asks as I walk into his office with my hands in my pockets. I nod slightly and sit in front of him, crossing my legs. Richard is in a steady relationship with Layla. He is the only one that can give me advice about my love life, but I don’t even know how to tell him what I have been doing.“It was good,” I say, and he nods, focusing again on his laptop. He raises his eyes from time to time to focus on me. I am biting my nails like I used to when we were kids and I would do something that I knew I would get in trouble for.“Okay, what the fuck is wrong with you?” Richard asks and I take a deep breath, resting both my hands on my leg.“My life is a shit show,” I finally say, and Richard closes his laptop and rest
Jo POV“Mom?” I shout from the bathroom. Once again, I forgot to bring clean towels, and as my mom is a control freak and a clean maniac, she changes my towels every three days. She doesn’t reply, so I open the bathroom door and walk naked back into my room. When I close the door, I am faced with Greg sitting on my bed holding a picture of Layla.I grab my robe immediately covering myself as his eyes move up and down my body. I feel my stomach turn as he looks at me like I am a piece of meat. “Looking good,” he says, and I roll my eyes crossing my arms in front of my chest.“What do you want?” I ask, gathering courage I have no idea I had. He stands up and walks to me curling a strand of hair that has fallen off of my messy bun. I smack his hand away and he grabs my wrist pulling me closer to him.“Oh my little
Jo POVI wheel my bag through the airport. After passing airport security, I sit at the bar looking at the drinks menu. I think I need some liquid courage. I need something to make me relax. I have no clue what I am doing right now. I have nowhere to stay. Our house is gone, back to its owner, and all of my belongings are in storage.“Can I please have a martini?” I ask the bartender, that smiles and nods. He walks around the bar prepping my order and when he places the drink in front of me, I drain the glass in one go. He looks at me, raising an eyebrow and I smile, pointing at the glass while I shove the olive in my mouth.“Another one please,” I say, and he nods. When the second one is placed in front of me. I smile and give him the money for the two drinks, plus a tip. My phone is ringing and I look at the name. Layla. My heart beats fast
Dylan POV“What is going on between you two?” Layla asks as soon as she walks through the door of my office unannounced. I need to make sure that Soraya starts doing her fucking job. This is becoming a thing now, with everyone barging in here.I place my glasses on the table and look at her with an eyebrow raised. “What are you talking about?” I ask, pretending I have no clue what she means. I know she is asking about Jo, but honestly, I don’t know what is going on. I haven’t spoken to her in a few days. My head is spinning and after that spontaneous sexual affair with Savannah in my office, my head has been turned.“Don’t play dumb,” she tells me as she sits in front of me, crossing her legs, and then crossing her arms in front of her chest. This girl knows how to make everyone know she is upset. “I know there’s something going on. Don’t brea
Jo POVDylan looks at me with the craziest smirk on his face, his eyes are locked on mine while he pulls the zipper of his pants up and I do the button of my jeans. I pass my hands through my hair and he smiles as he pulls me into his arms and kisses me deeply again. I close my eyes, allowing myself to melt against his strong arms.“Spend the night with me,” he asks as he kisses my neck. My eyes roll back and I arch my back, giving him better access as his hands keep me in place, pressed against his raging erection that decided to appear again.“I can’t. I am having dinner with Layla. Besides, I am staying in a hostel,” I say and he scrunches his nose.“Hostel? No, I will be booking you a hotel. I don’t want you sharing a room with random people. It’s dangerous,&r
Jo POVI turn around facing Layla which looks how I feel. Like we have just seen a ghost. I drain my wine glass and then get Layla’s and drain it after mine. “Shit,” Layla whispers, and I look at her as she puts on the fakest smile I have ever seen.“What a coincidence,” she says, and I can feel Dylan standing behind me. I don’t even dare to turn around. I don’t want to look at him so he can see the disappointment on my face.“Layla, darling, so good to see you,” the blonde says to Layla and I can see her face shifting and she is frowning now. The girl pulls Layla into a half embrace and gives her an air kiss and I can’t help but scoff. Her eyes move to me and I take a deep breath.“Is everything okay?” Dylan’s girlfriend asks, and I