A Beautiful Affair chapter 4

Mara kneeled on her bed staring blankly at the screen of her laptop; her mind was contemplating what just happened. Jerome just agreed to stop their secret affair. It was mistake, sleeping with him, a very huge mistake but it was a mistake that Mara didn't regret.

She and Mick had a huge fight the night of the big game. Mara thought that they never communicated enough and that he cared more about football then their relationship. Mick started yelling and accusing that Mara only cared about school work and she didn't have enough time for him.

After that Mara ran away from the house and found herself at the library, she climbed the spiral staircase and hid herself behind the book cases. There she allowed her tears to stream down her face. She couldn't control it; her tears were overflowing and became a river. How could she love someone who could cause her so much pain?

"Mara?" she heard a voice that echoed in the old empty library. She easily wiped the tears from her face and tried to lessen her sobs.

She looked down at the first floor and saw Jerome looking for her.

"Jerome?" she asked in shocked. What was he doing here?

"Hey Jaffray" he greeted, looking up at her.

"What are you doing here?" She questioned eyes red and puffy from crying.

Jerome smiled slightly and climbed the staircase to meet her.

"I came to see you" he answered when he was at the second floor. His white opal eyes looked at her smoked topaz ones and she could feel her legs giving out that instant. His eyes were hypnotizing. "I heard what happened"

"Who told you?" she looked up at him.

"Amber" he answered simply

"Of course" she mumbled, sitting on the ground next to a bookcase "who else knows?"

"Everyone" he replied, sitting next to her on the ground.

"Great, that's all I need" she rolled her eyes. "Why is Amber such a gossip?"

"I don't know" he answered "I think she takes pleasure from peoples secrets and news."

Mara smiled at him as he explained his theory. "Maybe"

Jerome laughed at Mara's response and Mara joined in but after their chuckles died down an awkward silence lingered in the air.

"Look, Mara" Jerome started, making Mara turn to look at him "Mick's a meathead. He doesn't deserve you, you could do so much better than him-"

He was cut off when she took his face in her hands and kissed him. It wasn't a gent kiss either, shocked coursed throw Jerome and when the fact that Mara Jaffray, the girl that he has been fancying for years is kissing him, he kissed back but when he was just about to glide his tongue on her lips, to ask for entrance, she pulled away.

A look of guilt was visible on Mara's face.

"Oh my gosh!" she cried standing up from her position "I'm sorry, I don't know what gotten into me. I'm so sorry-"

This time it was her turn to get cut off by Jerome. He had stood up and kissed her again.

"You have a choice" he said pulling away from the kiss but still held her cheeks. "You can either leave and never look back or." He kissed her again this time with more passion.

A million thoughts flowed in Mara's mind but one thing was clear, she had made a decision.

She kissed back with all her might. His hands went to her hips and his lips moved down to her throat, he slid her cardigan off of her and started to unbutton her blouse. He took it off without breaking the kiss and threw it to a corner.

He broke the kiss to take off his shirt and resumed to kiss her, she gasped when he groped her breast over her bra. She could feel the grin on his lips when she moaned. His hands went to her back then unclasped her bra and slid it off of her.

Cold air swept her bare skin but his body heat was enough to keep her warm. He started to massage her breast, his palms hot against hers. Her hands crawled along his stomach and abs. He quickly pulled down her skirt and threw it at the same direction of her blouse. He laid her down the cold wood floor of the library, he kissed her neck to here chest and he licked her nipples and Mara moaned at his actions.

He sat up and unbuckled his belt and took off his pants along with his boxers. He took off her panties in one movement and he slipped one finger down her folds. She moaned and gasped as she gently rubbed her clit. He moved his finger in and out of her slowly and then faster she was panting and when she was so close to losing it he stopped.

Before she could protest he entered her quickly. He pushed himself deep inside of her and she bit her lower lip, trying not to moan too loud. He started thrusting, his pace increasing with every push. Pure pleasure overwhelmed them both.

"J-Jerome" she moaned but at the pace that he was going she was almost mute, just sheer pleasure taking over her

In a final shuddering orgasm she came moaning his name, and with one last hard thrust he followed her release.

He collapsed on top of her and her eyes fluttered close as her rolled over to the side and stroked her hair.

After a few minutes of silence both got up and started to get dress. They decided to go back to the house separately to avoid anyone asking questions.

When Mara got backed to the house she was surprised to see Mick in the living room, waiting for her.

"Mick what are you doing here?" she asked surprised. "Isn't the big game, like, now?" her eyes darted between Mick and the grandfather clock at the corner of the room.

"Yeah, I know that" Mick replied "but no game is more important than you"

His eyes were filled with honesty and love that guilt instantly flooded in Mara's stomach.

"Mick-"

"No, hear me out Mars" He cut her off, calling her by his nickname for her "I love you and I still want to be with you"

Mara was speechless. He told her 'I love you', in all the time of their relationship he has never said 'I love you'to her and with all that Mara couldn't help but say;

"I love you too"

He kissed her quickly then pulled her into a hug. Mara felt the worst pain in the pit of her stomach. And she knew exactly what it was. Guilt.

The next day before breakfast Mara knocked on Jerome's door, the door opened and she was greeted by him.

She entered the room and stood near the door as Jerome ran his fingers through his hair in front of a mirror.

"I want to talk about last night" she began, Jerome turned to look at her. "Mick and I talked last night"

"And?" he arched an eyebrow at her

"We worked things out." She said "He apologized for everything."

"And that's it? You're just going to let him apologize and that's it."

"I love him." She sighed. She loves Mick, right? Last night was just a mistake.

"That's not what your actions said last night." He pointed out, stepping towards her

"Last night was a mistake okay? It shouldn't have happened and I'd appreciate if you not tell anyone."

"It's not like I didn't give you a choice. You wanted it just as much as I did."

"Things have changed." She looked down, not meeting his eyes.

"Really? Because I don't think they have." He whispered.

She looked up at him and he was so close that when she tried to step back her back hit the closed door with a thump. He wrapped his arms around her waist and planted a kiss on her lips. She wanted to pull away but she couldn't, he got her.

HELLO peasants, I just want to tell you all that life is a highway and im sitting at the side of the road eating a sandwich~

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