Faceless-Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Faceless-Chapter 2

... confused. “It’s how they flirt with me. I don’t like it. I don’t like being touched—by anyone.” This was hard for me to believe. He was extremely good looking, yet he had an issue with physical contact. If any other man were in his body, they would have loved the attention. I was curious as to why it bothered him. Was he a germaphobe? “I’m picky about personal space,” he said. “That’s why.” “So how do you react when someone touches you?” “I don’t make a big deal out of it. If anything, when they touch my arm it just lets me know that they’re down to fuck.” Wow, okay, so he was the arrogant douchebag type. “That’s pretty judgmental. Maybe they’re just extremely extroverted women who are only trying to be gregariously friendly.” “Gregarious?” He laughed out loud. “I have an extensive vocabulary,” I countered. “You don’t need to touch someone to be friendly.” “Are we really going to have a debate about this tonight?” I laughed, blushing slightly. The crowded streets were filled with thousands of people waving glow sticks in the air, glittering in the nightlife. “So, what’s your secret?” Jay asked. “Excuse me?” He stood closer beside me and leaned over the concrete railing. “You’re more guarded than I am.” Jay chuckled. “Relax.” “I am relaxed—I don’t have secrets.” “Lies. We all do.” His eyes were like onyx glistening in the darkness. “I won’t tell anyone if that makes you feel any better.” “I’m not drunk enough to start spilling secrets.” “I don’t drink, hence the virgin ...

... cocktail you saw me drinking earlier—and no, I’m not a recovering alcoholic. Liquor just tends to bring out the ugly in me, let’s put it that way.” “I’m more of a social drinker, and it’s usually wine I prefer.” “You’re dodging the subject.” He grinned in a sexy way. “Tell me something you’ve never told anyone before. Be spontaneous, Maya.” I loved the way he said my name. “Love isn’t real.” There. I said it. Out loud. “We’re going to be best friends you and me.” Jay chuckled. “I was wondering when I was going to find my cynical fraternal twin.” I couldn’t help but laugh. He was just so charismatic. “Tell me why you don’t believe in love.” I paused a moment, listening to the music that echoed from the streets below. “I think it’s funny how we idolize love as if it’s some great feature of our humanity.” “Isn’t it, though?” “Love is sex. We are driven by natural forces to reproduce, so we create this illusion of love to cloak the reality of what is actually happening. Sex and happiness do not require one another. People tend to think that they have all the right reasons in the world to pursue love, but the truth is that it has control over us. The entire universe is compelled by this will power. We are controlled by will. There is no notion of rational force.” “Will you marry me?” I giggled. “Definitely not going to suffer through another failed marriage.” Shit. Why did I say that? “Whoa, you were married?” There it was. The shock. “Now you know my secret. You’re the first person I’ve ...