Chapter 9

"Jack?" Emma yawns rubbing the sleep out of her eyes which are still closed. I take advantage of this and make a quick dash for the bathroom. I use the door to hide my chest and still hard dick. Jamie covers himself up and bunches the covers to hide his hard on.

"Huh?"

"Did you call Auntie?"

"Uh no. Can you? I have to get ready."

"Fine." She sighs leaving. Jamie jumps up from the bed and comes running full speed into the bathroom.

"Looks like you need another shower." He smirks evilly. He shoves me into the shower turning the water on. It falls down our faces as our lips smash into one another sloppily.

"Fuck." I moan as quiet as possible, "Please." I beg as we break for air. Jamie smiles and is way too eager to fulfill my request as he sinks down onto his knees.

"So hard for little old me?" Jamie says in a sing song voice.

"Please." I repeat bucking my hips towards him. He smirks at me and just pokes at it.

"Jamie." I whine as quietly as possible.

"Yes?" He asks in a sing-song.

"Come on." I plead as I buck my hips at him again. He just keeps smirking at me. He stands up.

"I want our dicks to connect." He whispers in my ear. I feel him grab my dick and he rubs our dicks together. I bite my lip, it feels so much better than it sounds. But, it still doesn't please me, that much.

"Jamie." I say as I begin to pant.

"Yes?" Jamie asks again in another sing-song voice. I look at him and he gets close to my neck. He bites down and I moan as quietly as possible. I hear the door open. Oh no.

"Jack?" Emma asks. I watch as Jamie gets down on his knees and begins to suck.

"Yah." I get out trying not to moan as much as possible.

"I'm going out."

"Where?" I ask as I feel Jamie move his hand to my back side and he begins to play with my ass.

"Are you alright?"

"Yah, I'm fine. Where are you going?" I ask trying not to gasp for air when he adds a third finger.

"I'm going to Pipa's." She says.

"Ok. Have fun." I say. Once the door closes I grab hold of Jamie's hair and hold him there. I cum into his mouth. He takes out his fingers and stands up. I look at him with a sad expression on my face. He places his index finger under my chin and pulls me towards him with it. He kisses me. He has a little bit of my cum still in his mouth and I taste it. I try to push him off me, wanting him to take me in the ass, but I can't. We venture in each others mouth making sure that we get every inch. When we pull away there is a string of saliva connecting the two of us.

"Jamie." I whine softly.

"Jack."

"Touch me. Take me, again."

"Someone's in a hurry aren't we?"

"Don't you have an interview soon?"

"Yah, but that doesn't mean that I can't have fun with you." Then I think about yesterday.

"Jamie?"

"Yes, baby." I blush at him calling me that.

"Where did you go yesterday after our fight?"

"Out."

"Where did you go!?"

"Why are you getting so anxious?"

"Because if you went out to have sex with someone else, then I don't think I can believe anything you say ever again."

"Why do you say that?"

"You said that you'd try to stop being a prostitute."

"Well..."

"Jamie."

"I swear that was my last time." I sigh.

"Let's just hurry up and get this over with. Then go to your job interview." I say sighing. I can't believe he would do that to me. I think as I turn around.

"Jack. Are you mad?"

"What do you think?" I ask coldly.

"But-"

"It doesn't matter. Let's just finish taking the shower and let's go." I demanded as I finished up and got out. I quickly get dressed and head out into the living room. Jesus, he's such an ass.

Yah, but you could of been nicer to him.

Who the hell are you anyways?

I told you already. I'm your deepest and darkest desire and I will give you what you want.

The hell are you talking about. I don't hear the voice anymore.

"Great now I'm becoming a schizo." I mumble as I run a hand through my hair. Maybe I was too hard on him. I guess, I can try to be nicer. I hear the door to my bedroom open and I turn around to see Jamie wearing my clothes.

"What the hell?" I ask.

"What? I don't have any other clothes."

"Then ask me."

"Can I wear your clothes?" He asks and I look him up and down to see that the clothes are tight on his muscular body. I feel my face burn up.

"Yah, fine." I say and I walk out. "Let's go."

"So, there's something that you're worried about."

"Why do you say that?"

"I can see it in your eyes."

"You're not looking at my eyes."

"I just know." He says. I close the apartment door an lock it. I then hear someone else on the floor locking their door. I look over to my left to see Jamie's mom standing there. Shit! I quickly unlock the door and shove Jamie inside.

"Hi, Mrs. Bennett." I smile.

"Jack, I have been meaning to talk to you."

"About what?"

"Jamie."

"What about him?"

"Well you said you saw him."

"At school." I smile.

"I was hoping that he would try to come and stay with you since you are one of his favorite people."

"I am?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

"Like I said, he is a little obsessed."

"Obsessed?"

"He talks about you,all the time -" She gets cut off by a loud banging noise coming from inside my apartment.

"What was that?"

"Uh, Emma is inside. She's probably cooking something."

"Oh, well can you keep an eye out for Jamie."

"Yeah." I smile as I try to get rid of her.

"If you do see him be careful. The things that I have read that he wrote about you are very-" She gets cut off by the loud banging noise again.

"Emma stop tearing the place up." I call. She smiles.

"Well I'll let you go then. Have a nice day."

"You too." I smile. She turns and walks away. I sigh in relief. I have to really ask Jamie what she was talking about. Obsessed? I think to myself. I open the door.

"What the hell was that for?"

"What are you talking about?" He asks innocently.

"That loud banging noise you were making."

"Oh that, I got bored."

"Bored?" I ask angrily. I take a deep breath. Be nice. Be nice. Be nice. I think.

"Come on let's go." I sigh. We head down to the car garage. He gets in the drivers seat of his Cavalier and I in the passenger's seat. After we've been driving for a while I decide to ask the question.

"Why does your mom keep saying that you're obsessed with me?"

"Hey, isn't that the playground we used to play at?" He asks dodging the question.

"Jamie, are you even listening to me?"

"So after the interview, you want to go out to eat." What the hell? I decide to just answer him.

"Fine." I rest my chin on my hand and stare out the window.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Isn't that your favorite movie theater?" I ask trying to imitate him.

"What are you talking about?"

"Jamie, do you even bother to listen to me anymore?"

"What are you talking about?" He asks me in his sweet voice.

"Don't play dumb with me!" I yell as I turn to face him.

"Jack are you feeling ok?"

"No, I mean yes. Physically I am. Mentally I am not."

"What do you mean?"

"Explain to me what your mo-"

"We're here." He says interrupting me in mid-sentence. I sigh, realizing that I'm not going to get anything out of him right now. I get out of the passenger's seat while he gets out of the drivers seat. I look up at the neon sign, which reads Getting dirty.

"Jamie, where exactly are we?" I ask getting suspicious.

"A club."

"You're getting an interview at a club. Seriously. Tell them that you just can't do it."

"Jack, trust me. It's going to be fine." He says as he pats my back and pushes me inside. When we get inside I watch as a male just a little taller than Jamie comes up to us.