Faceless-Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Faceless-Chapter 2

... their childhood. My boyfriend was one of those people. Just when I thought I was alone in my own thoughts, a pair of brown eyes finally opened. “You’re awake.” Jay’s voice always sounded so deep in the mornings. “So are you.” I smiled, resting my head in my hand and stroking his face. “You didn’t hear me thinking about you, did you?” “Fortunately, no.” His lips curved up into a lazy grin. “I’d hate to have to hear what you really think of me.” “You already know how I feel about you, but if you heard my thoughts on a regular basis, you’d be a hundred times cockier than you already are.” He laughed. “I guess you should be thankful that I’m not telepathic.” I smiled once more. “I’m still so exhausted,” Jay expressed. “I don’t blame you after last night’s activities.” He painfully groaned, hiding his handsome face in his pillow. “Don’t remind me.” “Sorry.” I giggled softly, completely unbothered by the fact that he had sex with another woman in this very bed. “How long have you been watching me sleep?” He met my eyes again. “Um, long enough.” “I really don’t get why you do that. That’s got to be the most boring pass-time ever.” “Please, it’s the only time you look so peaceful.” He paused a moment, reflecting on my words before saying, “I’m at peace when you’re in my arms.” Jay reached for my waist and pulled me toward his body. We were spooning now, and I was just happy that he was touching me. “What were you thinking about?” he asked. “The first time we met.” “If you were ...

... wise, you would have listened to Skylar’s advice. I’ve ruined you.” I rolled my eyes. “That’s not true and you know it.” “You made me break my rules that night.” I couldn’t help but smile. “I didn’t make you do anything. You had freewill then, and you still do. This is a non-caging relationship.” “I know that. I guess I just couldn’t resist you,” he murmured in my ear. “Your personality was captivating.” “Ah, yes, my personality—never mind the fact that you were totally checking me out at every given opportunity.” Jay chuckled. “I’m a man, what do you expect when you strut around wearing a sexy dress? Your breasts was just begging to be groped by me.” I laughed at the memory. A moment of silence lingered between us as he kissed my shoulder and caressed my body. “Maya?” “Yes?” “You know that I love you, right?” I smiled. “Of course I do.” He kissed my neck and cuddled me close to him. Jay had never been the cuddling type. But he was with me. He was always affectionate toward me. “I was having that dream again.” “The one where I’m pregnant?” “Yes.” “Well, you know that’s not possible.” “I know, Maya. I just—you looked so happy holding your baby in your arms.” It always stung me a little every time he’d say your baby, a part of me wanted it to be our baby. “She was beautiful, just like you. She always is when I see her in my dreams… big blue eyes.” “Jay—” “I feel guilty every time I wake up. I can’t help but feel like I’m robbing you of motherhood.” “It’s my choice.” “I know that. ...