New Love Ch. 02

I know that this isn't you. The real you was the one that held me two nights ago, not the you that let me cry alone. You deserve to be who you really are, and not to try to force yourself to be who someone else expects you to be.

Sometimes I wish that we hadn't split in the womb, because then I could just be inside of you, swimming in your veins and never leaving your side for all of our days. I've always felt like this, but ever since we kissed I've wanted you so much more, in so many more ways.

I hope from reading my previous entries that I've made it clear. I love you. I can't live without you Chris. That was never even a possibility. You are what most people spend their whole lives looking for: my other half. I want to be with you Chris. Whenever I'm not, I feel empty and lonely until you come around. When we kiss, I feel so euphoric I can't even breathe, and hearing that you kissed Bella made me feel like a knife was twisting in my heart.

You are all the things I am, and all the things I want to be. Please, please don't be with Bella. Be with me.

-Jake"

I was in tears now. How could I have been so stupid? I hadn't pushed anything onto Jake or made him do anything he hadn't wanted. Who cares what other people may or may not say when we have a love like that? I had hurt him; I had taken our love and told him it was worthless and kissed Bella. I felt so guilty. I just sat there and cried for all the pain I made him go through yesterday. I didn't deserve someone who loved me so much.

When I stopped sobbing, I opened the door and sat back down and waited. Jake came in a moment later.

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I saw the door open from the living room. When I walked back upstairs, Chris was sitting on the edge of his bed, the journal beside him, head in his hands.

"Chris." I said. He looked up. His eyes were wet. Any anger I may have still been feeling melted with one look at his eyes. I closed the door and went to him, kneeling on the floor in front of him and pulling his hands from his face to look at him.

"Jake, I'm so sorry." He choked out. "I love you so much."

"I know babe," I said and touched his face, "but why did you ask out Bella?"

"I just, I heard some people talking about us Jake! They called us creepy and thought we were overly affectionate and I couldn't just let them talk about you like that but it was true so I thought I should make it a lie and asking out Bella seemed to be a good way to do that but..." He started crying again. "But I don't want Bella! I want you, Jake."

"Chris," I whispered as I stroked his cheek, "you're all I ever wanted. Just promise me this wonÕt happen again. From now on, no matter what anyone says, it's just you and me. Forever."

"Forever." He promised; his eyes still full of tears.

"Ok. Now stop crying babe, its just too heartbreaking to watch." I leaned in and kissed the tears off of his cheeks and he closed his eyes, so I kissed his eyelids. I moved down and kissed his lips gently.

"I missed kissing you." Chris said with his eyes closed.

"Me too." I said and kissed him again, this time harder. We kept kissing for a while and I slipped my tongue in his mouth. "You know," I said when I broke the kiss, "I still owe you." His eyes widened a little when he figured out what I was talking about. I slipped my hands down towards his shorts and pulled them off. He widened his legs for me and I went to work on his penis, completely determined to make him feel so good that we would forget the last 24 hours.

I started with my hands: massaging his balls, stroking his penis. I continued with my hand job until he was sufficiently hard. Then I mimicked what Chris had done. I kissed the tip of his cock, and I twirled my tongue around his length. I put the tip in my mouth and sucked. Chris moaned; it was such a sexy sound.

I went in deeper, feeling my gag reflex, I slowed, breathing through my nose and willing it to go away. Eventually it did and I went deeper until the tip was in my throat. It was a strange feeling, having his cock in my mouth, but one I could get used to. "Mmmmm Jake. Your throat is so tight." I sucked on him. He moaned again. I started going up and down, getting used to having it go in and out of my throat. Trying to use my tongue to further his pleasure, I snaked it out of my lips when I had him all the way in to lick the base of his balls. "Oh god Jake." He said.

I started going up and down faster and faster, enjoying the fact that my gag reflex was no longer present. He thrust his hips in time with my movements and I felt him place his hands on my head. "I can't...I'm gunna come." He said. When I was all the way down, he held my head firmly to him and thrust in me as he came. His juice was so hot; I could feel it slide down my throat. I pulled off of him a little as he was finishing to taste it, and I came all the way off of him with a pop as he lay back down on the bed, exhausted. I sat next to him.

"Guess what." I said.

He turned to look at me. "What?"

"You taste just a tad bit sweeter." I said with a smile. "I like it."

He smiled. "Good. You can have some whenever you like."

"Oh, I just might hold you to that." I whispered into his ear. He turned his head and kissed me again.

"You and me forever." He said as he looked into my eyes.

"Forever and always." I replied.

For the next couple hours, we just lay on the bed and talked to each other, trying to make up for the lost time.

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Thanks you for reading my second installment! Sorry if you think it got a little mushy in the middle, but, hey, I'm a romantic. I've already got plans for the third one, which may or may not be the last one. I promise the steaminess will go up, although there will definitely be more romance too, because, well, I like that. :-)