A whole year has passed since I have last seen James in person, since I have kissed him, hugged him, but throughout his year of absence from me, I have been texting him, calling him of course when appropriate. Although I am not going to say he was doing the same...
I am scared I might be annoying him, but I am also worried if he is alright. I am worried because I still love him so much! I am so happy that I was wrong, our love will never die out, nothing will pull us apart... 'Not even the Atlantic'... as he said.
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"So, did he text you back?" Andrea queries me.
"No, not yet... he could be asleep... or working...".
"Yeah... he must be a busy man.".
"But I never knew he was only 26 years old, look..." I tell Andrea, showing her his Instagram account.
"Yeah, Darko is a year older than him...".
The room became silent at her mention of Darko.
"I am so sorry about Darko..." I gently reply to her as I can see her head hanging low.
Darko and Andrea broke it off a few months back. It was absolutely heartbreaking when she told me about the break-up.
"I am a failure, am I?... He broke it because of me... Fuck, it is all my fault..."
"Don't say that..." I reply, pulling her into a hug. "I am so sorry, Andrea...".
"And I thank you, Ana. You were here for me ever since the funeral of our love.".
"It's what best friends, they are here for each other..." I whisper to her, as I rub her back.
"God, I will never forget that night... that night after the break-up," She replies and it instantly comes to me.
"I'll never forget it either... we cried the whole night...".
"Milica, you and me..." Andrea says, "what movie was it again?".
"I am pretty sure it was Notebook," I reply.
"Right...".
We pull away from each other as we are both in tears.
"Hey, how about we go shopping?..." I ask. What is there the shopping can't fix?
"And cover our sadness with clothes?" She asks.
I just look at her as I don't know how or what to reply with.
"I am down..." Andrea adds, smiling at me.
I can see it in Andrea, she still has feelings for him. I still have hope in them...
"Did he text you?..." she asks me again.
I smile at her before looking down to check my phone.
"Nope, although, it does say he is online..." I reply.
"Persistence is the key," she replies, turning back and smiling at me.
I smile back at her.
"I am scared that I might be boring him... I don't want to do that, I don't want to be that girl who is on the phone with him 24/7 but I just... I need to hear him, I need to hear his voice, you know...".
"Yeah... I wish I could hear Darko again... I wish I could see him again... but I can't... and that is what hurts, I can't see him again... Well, I can, but I don't want to. I'm just going to get hurt even more.".
I walk up to Andrea before wrapping my arm around her.
"I am sorry... let's just forget this conversation..." I whisper to her as she nods before giving me a big hug.
"Thank you, Ana...".
I just return a smile.
We both walk out of my house and head towards Andrea's car. Once we get in, I make sure to put on my seatbelt, Andrea does the same.
"So what mall?...".
"Ušće?".
"Može (sure)" Andrea replies before starting up her car.
During the ride, I try to think about something positive, something that will make me happy... but I can't help but think about James, what James is doing and if he is okay...
God, I hope he is okay...
James POV -
"Fuck..." I moan out, rubbing my hard manhood while looking at pictures of Ana.
I scroll through the pictures before coming across one that shows off most of her body...
"Fuck...".
I grunt to myself as I can feel myself getting closer and closer.
I dig my head back into the pillow as I continue stroking my hard shaft right before...
"AHHH!... Mmmm..." I moan out as I release my juice all over my body.
I close my eyes as I smile grows on my face.
"What do you do to me Ana... what do you fucking do to me...".
I rub my man juice off me and get cleaned up before laying back in my bed.
I look through my phone again and I see that Ana has texted me. I smile as I read through her messages.
Ana:
Hey, are you asleep, if so, sorry I woke you up. I just wanted to see how are you and to say that I love you.
Ana:
And I miss you so much. Too much.
I can feel my heart is beating faster.
James:
Hey baby, I am fine. But I'll be better if you were here beside me in my bed. ;)
James:
How is my birthday girl?
James:
Ana, I miss you so fucking much too baby. I can't wait until I see you again, kiss you again, hug you again, lick you again, eat you again... fuck you again.
Fucking hell, I need to see her, but in person.
I go onto Euromania Airlines website, look for any flights from Belgrade to Los Angeles. I find quite a few flights, with a stopover in Euromania International Airport, of course. But I desist from further investigation.
I go onto my texts and I see that she has seen my texts and she is now typing.
I receive her texts moments later.
Ana:
You know that me getting wet, plus being out in public does not go hand in hand, right?
She is wet? Fuck me...
James:
I am going to make you rain the next time I see you, that is my promise to you ;)
Ana:
That is not helping my leaking problem, you know that?
James:
I know... I am just saying what I will do to you the next time I see you.
Ana:
James!...
James:
What? ;)
Ana:
You are going to make me jizzle-wizzle!
I can't help but laugh out loud. That's her way of saying that she is going to squirt.
James:
Well, can't let that happen.
Ana:
Thank you god...
James:
You can only squirt only for me, only on me.
I grin at my message. I want to let her know that I am still in control.
Ana:
Is that so?
James:
Beautiful, what are you trying to do? ;)
Ana:
Nothing... ;)
That is when it hit me...
James:
Baby, can you answer my one question?
Ana:
Yes, my handsome...
I fucking love it so much when she calls me her handsome. Something about it makes my dick throb.
James:
Baby, do you want to see me?
I see that she is typing.
Ana:
I think we both know the answer ;)
James:
Just answer a yes or a no, babe.
Ana:
Yes, ALL THE FUCKING WAY!
Ana:
Why are you asking?
James:
I'll be right back.
I go back onto the internet, and I go back onto the flights.
I don't care about the prices, I care about her comfort. I am going to buy her tickets to Los Angeles. I am going to buy her tickets to me.
First Class on both planes.
And Purchase.
I send her the tickets Via her Email before returning to my texts.
James:
Baby, I sent you something on your Email, something that I hope you are gonna like. Happy Birthday.
I hope she will like it.
I turn off my phone before putting it on my night table right before closing my eyes and falling asleep.
I love you so much, Ana.