Numero Veintiocho

As I turned around and started to walk away Jordan grabbed my arm. "Rae wait." "What do you want Jordan?" "Rae I didn't mean to say that, it just came out." I was just so overwhelmed I didn't really have anything to say. "Look I'm really sorry. Everything is going to be okay." "No, it's not going to be okay. I mean Jordan, I wouldn't even be in this mess if you wouldn't of worked with my Dad to get me up here. Not to mention the fact that you wanted the little break that led us to this." He just looked at me with shock like he was expecting an instant acceptance to his apology. "I understand that you are sorry, and I accept your apology. It's just I don't know anymore Jordan. Things are REALLY messed up." "I know Rae, I know." "Can we just go home? Well to your hotel because I'm not dealing with him." "Yeah, that's fine." He took my hand in his and we walked out to his car. The ride to his hotel was silent. There wasn't much to say anyways. As soon as we got in his room, I slipped out of my dress and put on a pair of his boxers and just decided to sleep in my bra. As I was pulling back the covers on the bed he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. "Excuse me." "Yes?" "Did you ask to borrow those?" He said while joking. "No, actually I didn't." He leaned in closer, whispering in my ear. "Well I guess it doesn't matter much, they are going to be on the floor soon anyways." He turned me around and starting kissing me while pushing me back onto the bed. "Jordan...." "Yes?" "Why do you always have to do this." "Do what?" He said while kissing down my neck. "Oh don't even play innocent with me." ".....You like it." "Well I wasn't denying that." "Exactly, so shut it." "...what if I don't want to." "I'll make you." "Oh really? how so?" He looked at me with an evil smirk on his face, pushed me down on the bed again, and got on top of me. He then took both my arms and held them down above my head. While doing this he started kissing down my neck, then stomach, then back up to my mouth. He lingered around there for awhile, which I didn't mind. "This isn't very fair you know." I said once he left my mouth. "...I know but, that's the fun in it." He held my arms above my head in one hand now, while the other went down to slide off his boxers that I was wearing. I could of easily gotten my arms free, but where's the fun in that? For a not even a minute he let go of my hands so he could take his own clothes off. Of course just for the sake of it, I left my hands where they were. After he had undressed himself he came back to me. Considering I already didn't have a shirt on, he ran his hands up my back and took off my bra. His hands roamed around my body freely, which I did not mind. I decided it was now my turn. I sat up and pushed him off me. I ran my hands along his upper thighs, teasingly. His muscles tightened and his breathing quickened. I could tell he was getting anxious. Every inch I moved closer and closer. Right before I touched his dick, I stopped. "Rae..." He pleaded. I loved doing this to him. He grabbed my hand and put it in it's place. I decided I had tortured him enough. I moved my hand up and down, until he decided it was time for the real thing. He flipped me over, spread my legs, and got on top of me. Need I say more?
After our little rendezvous I was quite exhausted. I snuggled up next to him and feel asleep, trying to forget everything that had happened that day.
'RING, RING.' I rolled out from under Jordan's arm and grabbed my phone. Before I answered I looked at the clock, 12:18. I didn't even bother to check who it was. "Hello?" I said groggily. "Rae, your brother informed me this morning everything that has happened with you recently and let me tell you, I am not pleased. Nor am I surprised, for that matter. I didn't really expect much from you anyways yet there was a little bit of hope." I didn't really know how to respond to that, so I just didn't say anything. "Are you there?" He asked. "....Yeah." I nervously replied. I wasn't expecting Blaine to tell him so soon. "Babe? Who is on the phone?" Jordan asked me. "Oh so you are with someone at the moment? Figures. Who is it? Anyone I would know?"Or just some random guy? I'm not really sure who you sleep with now a days. Seems like anyone and everyone." My brain told me to say something but, my mouth wouldn't move. "I asked you a fucking question and I expect to be answered." ".....I'm...I'm with uh Jordan." "I thought I had a deal with him. I thought he was staying away from you. I guess I didn't make myself clear enough before or maybe you're just to stupid to understand but, I don't approve of you guys being together and in my world that means you won't be together." "You can't fucking control who I date." "Rae, Who is on the phone with you?" Jordan asked again. "Tell your little faggot boyfriend or whatever he is, that I'm on the phone with you. He is getting on my nerves." "It's my dad Jordan." "Okay now that that is settled, back to what I was saying." My Dad continued. "I don't fucking know what I'm going to have to do so that your dumb ass will understand and obey me. But I will promise you this, you will do what I want. No matter what the hell it takes." "Oh really? I'd like to see that happen." "Oh don't worry it will."