Come to Me
Chapter 12's

I like her hair. The length was right for me to run my fingers through his gentleness, over and over again. Jis let out a satisfied sigh, her cheeks leaning against my chest and I caressed her in my arms.

We endured like that for quite a while, in pleasant silence.

When her breathing started to slow down, and I thought she was asleep, she lifted her head, kissed my chest where her cheeks were and our eyes met.

"Stay with me this weekend."

"I think we've decided that" I replied.

"Yes, fuck." He kissed me quickly and then rolled me up, and walked to the bathroom. Yeah, he's got a lovely ass.

"I have one question" I said to him in the bathroom.

"Ask," he answered.

"Did you use a surrogate role to show your back body in the movie?" I pulled my dress from the top of my head and braided my hair, tied it behind my back.

"Uh.." I heard a stream of water in the sink and he poked his head out of the door.

"No."

"Oh." How do I feel about this?

"You don't think you're watching my movie?" he threw a half smile at me. Swoons!

"I didn't. It was Anna's favorite special scene." I clearly.

"Ah." She disappeared again, returned to the bathroom for a few minutes then appeared in a fresh red boxer – drool dripped – put on her jeans back and buttoned shirt.

"I don't know how I feel about that." I muttered when I saw him dressed.

"Why?"

"I don't think I like it if everyone in the world is free to look at your ass."

He pulled me from the bed towards his hard chest, hooking his finger on my lower back.

"Why, Put, are you jealous?"

"From about a hundred million girls who flirt with you?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Why should I be jealous?"

"Of course it's nothing." He gently swept his lips at me in a way that made my knees go limp.

"Your eyes and hands are all I want to be on my ass, baby."

"Okay" I whispered in his mouth.

"If I stay here this weekend," I backed away from his arm and grabbed his hand. "I need to go back home and pick up some stuff. I don't have any weekend plans."

"Let's go now, then come back here again."

"You want to spend the whole weekend at home?"

"Most of all, yes." He took my hand to his lips. "We can date here today, do whatever you want. I'll cook for you and take care of you."

My mouth was open, unable to speak.

"And tomorrow, I want you to go to my parents' house, be with me for dinner."

"What?"

"They're having family events every Sunday, and I think my sister's in town for the weekend."

"I can't meet your family!" I pulled my hand from her and wrapped my arm around the stomach. Meet family!

"Why not?"

"You've only known me for less than a week!"

"Then?"

"Then? Then! Jis..."

She quickly grabbed my hand again and smiled lazily at my panicked eyes.

"That's just an event with some burgers in the grill, Put. Not a big event. I want you to meet my family."

"Are we moving fast?"

He pouted and looked down at our hands then looked back into my eyes.

"You're staying with me this weekend. Part of my weekend is spending the afternoon with my family. I want you to come."

He wants me to meet his family! I just can't think about this.

But she seemed very hopeful, and I have to admit, part of me was very curious to meet her parents and see where she grew up.

"Okay, I'll come."

His eyes shone with the joy of a boy.

"You want to?"

"Yes, it seems that I can't fight your attraction" I said sarcastically.

"Come on," he punched me in the ass and pointed me up the stairs.

"Let's go get your stuff before I strip that dress of your body again."

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I'm sitting in Jis' dining room, editing photos. We spent an hour or so collecting my clothes, my needs and my laptop, my camera and memory card from my house, and then spent half an hour cleaning up our breakfast.

Things go fast if we're not too busy touching, kissing, and stealing glances all the time.

Suddenly, Katy Perry's song Teenage Dream makes all the sense.

I looked at the bright living room up to Jis's couch, where she sat relaxed, her bare feet crossed at the ankles, a stack of movie scripts on the couch. He opened one manuscript on his lap, and he bit his thumb while reading.

My shadow was on Jis' lap and throwing the script behind the sofa made me smile, but I returned to the picture on my laptop screen.

I edited the photo I took when Jis and I were at the waterfall a few days ago. There are about twenty-five of them that are my favorites, and I will print and frame them, offering them around the city.

When I closed the waterfall photo file, I felt Jis stand up and walk into the kitchen.

"Do you want something to drink?"

"White water, thank you." I smiled at him and opened the next file for editing.

It's gonna be more fun.

The couple I photographed yesterday filled my screen. Jis walked behind me and put water for me on the table.

"Wow."

I looked up and grinned.

"They look good, don't they?"

"Yes. They just need to relax a little."

I laugh.

"The first twenty photos look tense when taken. It takes quite a long time for the client to relax."

I passed about twenty photos and stopped.

"seen? They didn't even realize I was there." Blonde girl wearing black open nightgown. The dark-haired man sat on the bed, his legs crossed, and the woman sat on his lap, his arms around his neck and fingers in his hair, kissing him.

"Yeah, better." He started rubbing my shoulders as long as he saw me working.

"When did you take those pictures?" tanyakanya.

"Yesterday." I leaned in his hand and groaned. He was amazing with his hands.

"After our quarrel."

That's not a question.

"Yes. Oh my God, don't stop."

He kissed my head and I felt him smile. "I'd rather hear those words come out of your sex mouth when you're naked."

I laughed and raised my head, looking up and down.

"Later. I have to finish this. My clients have already received refunds, and I want them to have their pictures as soon as possible."

"Why do they get refunds? Put, these pictures are so amazing."

"Because it's not my usual pleasant fellow. I feel bad."

"I'm sorry." He kissed my head again.

"Don't. They will be happy with the photos, and with getting their money back. Give me an hour."

I put the final touches to my last sexy photo with my charming client and I grinned in satisfaction. Even though my mood was bad yesterday, I can make this photo amazing.

"Okay, look here."

Jis got up gracefully from the sofa and stood behind me again. I opened every picture I had finished, proud of the result.

"They are amazing." She kissed my cheek gently and I smiled broadly, shining in her praise.

"thank you. I hope they like it."

"They're stupid if they don't like it. Are you done for today?"

"Yep, this is my job. I've finished it until Monday."

I turned off my laptop and stood up, stretching my body.

"How's it reading?" my question, pointing at a stack of manuscripts.

"Dull. It's all just bullshit today."

"There's nothing surprising in that pile?" I run my hand down her cheek, unable to hold myself back from touching her.

"Of course not." He turned around and kissed my palm, and I felt my blood start to shake.

"I'm sorry, I became a boring couple this afternoon." Both of my hands swept over his shoulders and neck, pulling him closer and kissing his chin.

"There's nothing boring about you, honey." She tilted her head, gave me a way down her throat and I gave her a kiss, down to her collarbone.

"After all, now that we've both finished the job..."

"Yes?" my finger in her hair right now, pulling her lips down onto mine.

"We can do something a little draining."

"What's on your mind?" I like to feel the way her hands move small on my back when she pulls me closer to her.

"Do you stay naked behind this dress?"

"I don't know" I said sarcastically, and widened my eyes.

"Maybe you should check it out."

"It's a tough job, honey." She collected the skirt with her finger, pulled it up around my hips and cupped my lower body with her hands.

"I like your ass." He bit my lips and squeezed my ass rhythmically.

Mmmm. One of his hands went down between my legs and launched one finger into me from behind making me arch my body.

"Oh, Jis..."

"You're so ready for me, baby."

"I keep seeing you on the couch when you're reading."

"You did it?" his smile looked delighted and he continued the torment with his finger.

"Yes, that makes me horny."

"Damn it, Put, seeing you makes me horny."

"Come here." I leaned back on the sofa and hinted at him to sit down. He followed and looked at me with lustful glowing black eyes.

I did not sit on his lap, but knelt between his legs and grabbed the belt in his jeans.

"You're wearing too many clothes."

My voice gasps.

I opened her jeans and she lifted her hips so I could pull her down and throw her away.

His erection hangs free, and he's been so hard and ready for me.

I licked my lips.

Even her manhood looks beautiful, which I never thought of. His manhood is large, and hard, being at the small gathering of blond curls. There's no hair remover here, but he doesn't need it either.

I touched her hips and grabbed her with both hands. He took a breath past his teeth, his jaw stiffened and his eyes were fiery.

My hands began to move up and down, and I bent over and swept the tip with my tongue, tasting the liquid.

"Dam."

He pulled my hair from his ties and pushed fingers through it, and I played my mouth more boldly, moving faster and pulling it deeper, rubbing my tongue up and down on his long manhood. My left hand came down looking for the ball and he got angry.

"Enough!" she gripped my arm and pulled me up on it, sat on her lap and pushed into me quickly, and I was so grateful for not wearing panties under this dress.

"Aah!"

"I. Needs. Yourself." Our eyes met, his hands were on my hips, moving me up and down, punishing me, with a sweet rhythm, pushing very deep into my body and almost in pain. I pulled my dress over the head, and Jis' lips found my nipples, pulled it endlessly into her mouth, and sucked it.

I held on to the back of the sofa above her head, and I retreated, giving her a more free path to my breasts, and then succumbed to the grip on my belly, my thighs loosened, she said, and I exploded around him, my body shaking from the sensation.

Jis pulled me down, hard and took it out inside my body. "Oh yeah, baby!"

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We stretch on the couch, lying side by side. Jis traced the writing on my ribs with her fingertips.

"That's for my parents" I whispered.

"Why this word?" answer in a whisper.

"Because it's very important to remember that moment. It could end very quickly."

"And why is it on your left side?"

"Because it's close to my heart."

He kissed my forehead and ran his finger on my back, calming me down.

"May I ask about them?"

God, when he whispered like that, he could ask about anything he wanted!

"certain."

"What happened to them?"

I nodded and kissed her forehead. "They died in a plane crash about three years ago. My dad had to fly and he had a little plane that they used to use for weekend trips."

"It's an expensive hobby."

"Yes, he can do it." I took a deep breath and looked into Jis's won eyes. "I guess I already mentioned that he's a top-class lawyer."

"Yes." Yeah."

"He's great at it. He did very well, and when they died together, I became the only heir."

"Hey, I didn't ask you about your financial situation." He touched my cheek with the back of his finger.

"I know." I shrugged my shoulders. "And also, they had to go to Rainbow City for the weekend. I should have gone with them."

Jis's arms held me tightly and I ran my fingers across her breast feathers.

"I decided at the last minute to stay home because I had my final exams at school the following week."

"I'm so sad." He kissed my forehead now, and I curled up in his arms, absorbing his strength, his warmth.

"They must be outsiders."

"Why are you saying that?" I looked up and looked for his Black eyes.

"Because you're amazing, honey."

Gosh, attraction can't even describe this guy.

"They are amazing" I whispered. "I knew that my father always wanted me to be something bigger than a photographer, like a doctor, or a lawyer, or working in a financial company, something that could make a lot of money. But you know what?"

"What?"

"They weren't angry when I said I wanted to live by being a photographer. They just love me. They just want me to be happy. My father's job is cruel and demanding, and he can be a very jerk in the siding room. I went to see her once, and I couldn't even recognize her. He almost scared me. But when she was at home, she became very gentle. He was a big, tall man with big hands. And he always smelled like clothes and coffee. And even when I grow up, he'll still let me curl up in his lap and hold me."

Jis swallowed with great difficulty.

"What?" my many.

"You don't have someone to look after you anymore."

"I've been taking care of myself for a long time, baby. Even when my parents were still here."

He closed his eyes for a moment and gnashed his jaws, just as when he was angry, or feeling frustrated. What have I said?

She leaned back and swept her lips over mine, slipping me under her, gently, making love to me.

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