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Rachel Berry is popular. She has money. She is pretty. She is read for fame.
Jesse St. James is popular but a cheater. He has money but he wastes it on alcohol. He is handsome. He is ready to live a life full or parties.
They meet on the club that was locates on Fifth Street in New York. He flashes a smile. She fell for his charm. Fives times. The amount of nights they spend together before making a decision.
First time. Her apartment. That same night. The didn't even make it to the bedroom. She gave him pleasure. She kissed every single part of his body. And right there, on the floor, he gives her the best sex of her life. Next day, he left without saying goodbye or giving her his phone number.
Second time. His apartment. One month later. She had gained experience fro previews meetings. This time, she was rougher. He was surprised. After reaching their points, she fell breathlessly on his chest. Next morning, she woke up early and wrote him a message. "Own you a lamp and a new photo frame. Best sex of my life. See you soon. –Rachel." He laughed.
Third time. Her apartment. One month, three weeks after meeting. Jesse makes love to her so many times, she looses track. She's enjoying herself. Watching him sweating and saying her name as he reaches his climax. She too, screams his name loudly. As the sun comes up, they rest on each other's arms. "I love you, Jess." She says. He gets up and gets dressed. She frowns, confused. He kisses her lips and leaves. She realizes she just screwed up.
Fourth time. His apartment. Two months, two weeks after they meet. They bump into each other at the same club. They soon leave for his apartment. They first make out. He takes her shirt off and nibbles her neck. Soon, he's inside of her. But she can feel the distance. She sighs. Jesse frowns. Rachel pushes him off and jumps out of the bed. She gets dressed. "Look for me, when you're ready to concentrate." Then she leaves. He runs a hand through his hair and falls asleep.
Fifth time. Her apartment. Four months after meeting. This time, he goes to her apartment. "We need to talk." He says when she opens the door. She rolls her eyes but lets him in. Soon, they give up on having a conversation and end up on her bed. He stays focused, making her feel all the pleasure, making it up to her. And she's aware of this. They reach their climax and fall breathlessly on the bed. She's blushing, sweating and smiling. He takes deep breaths. "You shouldn't trust me." She turns around, ignoring him. He gets up and puts on his clothes and walks to the door. "Don't trust me." She hears him say and then the door of her bedroom closes.
Six months after they meet, they see each other at a local coffee shop. He smiles and walks up to her. He buys her a cup of coffee and she buys him a piece of pie. "I'm willing to take a risk." She says after ten minutes of silence. He smirks and pulls her out of her chair and they make their way to his apartment. Maybe, just maybe, she can trust him into giving him her heart without been hurt.
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