Page 54 of From You to Me

His finger found my clit, and strummed it like he would his guitar. His pace went faster and longer as he drove it in. God, he did fuck like a rock god.

The ecstasy of colorful dots blinded my vision as my arms failed out and gave in to the sweet pent-up release. My toes curled, my pussy squeezing around his cock as we both came.

“Jay,” I screamed as I came, and came and came.

“Fuck,” he grunted as I felt his hot, warm release shoot inside me.

It took me a moment to come back to reality as I felt him slip out of me.

My blurry vision returned back to normal, my body was spent and deliciously exhausted. I drew my eyes shut as I tried to catch my breath.

Words started to form behind my eyes as a sudden jolt of inspiration hit me. I shot upright. I knew exactly what to write.

Who knew having sex could cure writer’s block?

“Whoa,” Jay mumbled as he eyed me. He looked perfectly fine, not like someone who fucked me like a whore he picked up from the street.

I swallowed the dryness in my mouth. As someone who hasn’t used their body in a long time, even the tiniest muscles in my body screamed from the conditioning he gave me.

I grabbed his discarded bottle of water and took a huge swig from it. My forehead began to crease in confusion. What was so special about this water?“This water tastes the same as any other water,” I told him, waving the bottle around.

He shrugged. “It’s supposed to be good for my voice.”

“That’s absurd,” I said to his back. He was already on his way to pick up his weights, acting like nothing happened between us. I hated when he did that. Every time he fucked me, he would make sure to never linger and leave.

“So that’s it, huh?” I voiced out.

He turned around, scrutinizing me with his gaze. “What?”

I gestured back and forth between us. “You’re just going to ignore me?”

He stiffened, dropping the weights on the ground. “I think I made it clear that this will be nothing more than a fuck, Evelyn.”

“Actually, you didn’t. You just grab me whenever you want and fuck me, and then you leave as if nothing happened between us.”

“What is it that you want me to do?” His blues narrowed to slits.

“I don’t know.” I huffed out. “It’s like you’re hot one minute, and then you’re cold. It’s confusing.”

“There’s nothing to be confused about, Evelyn. We are two grown adults engaging in consensual sex. If that’s too much for you, we can end it.”

“Jay,” I started, my voice softening. “It’s not that I want it to end. Don’t you think it’s so weird that we can’t even see eye to eye except for when we’re having sex?”

“What is that you want me to do, Evelyn?”

“I don’t know, talk.” I lifted a shoulder. “Act civil. Stay after having sex?”

His fists clenched around his side, knuckles brimming white. “That’s something couples do, Evelyn. Couples who are in a relationship, and we are not.” He pointed between us both. “In a relationship, and we’ll never be in one.”

Frustration peeked its way up my nerves. “Why are you being so difficult? Yes, our past is an absolute mess, but we can talk about it and heal, Jay. It’s not that hard, is it?”

“Evelyn, let me get one thing straight.” His voice thundered, making my body freeze at a standstill. “You and I, we are done. You made your decision six years ago, and that was the end of us. I don’t want to rehash past wounds nor do I want to relive them with you. I’ve learned my lesson the hardest way when it comes to loving someone. Trust me, I don’t want any man, least of all me, to ever go through that again. I would be blind not to deny whatever physical attraction we have between us, but that’s only what this will ever be, Evelyn. Nothing more, nothing less. All I can give you is a fuck, a fuck that will leave you satisfied, but if you want a companion or a friend, you need to look elsewhere.”

I crunched my molars as the maddening helplessness rushed to me. I breathed out the anger drilling through my veins. “Fine,” I mumbled.

“Good.” He nodded.

I didn’t think as I snaked my hands around his neck. His eyes widened a bit in surprise. I raised onto my tiptoes, pressing my lips closer to his.