carefully.
“I don’t know about that. We don’t even know each other so; I think you ought to pass the test first.” I say, cheekily.
“That’s the last thing you want to do right now. You want me to fuck you hard Jenny, stop lying to yourself.” Jeez when he talks like this all the blood in my body freezes. How can he talk like this and tell me I have a dirty mouth? So far we have one thing in common; we both like to talk dirty. Let’s play him at his own game; I’m always up for a challenge especially when he tempts me.
“Well yeah, I want you to fuck me hard but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to know you.” What’s the point of lying when he made it obvious what we both want? We are attracted to each other and we want to have a little bit of fun. There’s nothing wrong with that right? Yeah, that’s I thought!
“That dirty mouth of yours will get you in trouble.”
“Trouble is my middle name.”
He licks his lips again and moves his eyes up and down my body. This time I can’t help but smile. He is seducing me in front of his building w ithout having any shame. Hazel Eyes is dangerous and I love every second of it. He takes the key from the motorcycle and turns around to face me. Suddenly, he grabs my hand and links his fingers with mine. Electricity runs through my blood, burning every inch of my body. My fingers link with his right away and everything inside me starts melting like an ice cream. We start walking to the building hands in hands like two lovers. The atmosphere has changed and now things are starting to feel a little different. He is so easy to love now, watching him holding my hand so peacefully makes me wonder what happened to the flirty guy that I was talking a few moments ago. When we enter inside the lobby he looks at me and smiles gently.
“How old are you Jenny?”
I bite my lip so hard if I don’t stop I will make it bleed and he will get disgusted by it and won’t kiss me. So I stop and try to play it cool like this topic doesn’t affect me at all.
“ Nineteen.” I mutter.
He starts laughing like a full belly laugh. Everything about him is sexy, even though I shouldn’t be giving credits right now because laughing at a lady is not nice.
“You might be legal in Canada but you’re not in America.” He replies still laughing.
“And? We live in Canada, not in The United States.” “Jenny, Jenny, Jenny, what am I going to do with you?” He says and takes my hand close to his mouth and starts kissing it gently.
“How about you?” I ask looking at the movement fascinated.
“Let’s just say I am older than you.”
“I know that but I want to know the age number.”
“Are you sure you can handle it?”
“Yes.”
He looks into my eyes and simply says, “I’m thirty-nine, baby.”
Chapter 6
“Take a sea t. Wherever you want.”
We enter the loft and I look around. It’ s well taken care of and I’m kind of surprised. Everything is clean. I sit down on the sofa and wait for him to come back. I wonder if someone else lives here. Does he have a girlfriend or is he seeing someone? So many questions are bombarding my mind, making me feel uncomfortable.
Great, my emotions are out of control and they’re making me imagine stuff that may not even be true.
I have to l oosen up or else I might not have as good a time as I had planned. Ernest is not someone who comes in your sight every day. He’s different, unique !
“Would you like something to drink?” He says as he comes out of a room which I suppose is his. He’s taken off the motorcycle jacket and now is wearing a white t-shirt that’s making his biceps burst out. I swallow the shame and I just stare at him like a craved woman. How do girls get over someone like him? Under someone else I