Running Into You

It was indeed his only drink, we left before anyone else. We left around 12:30am.

I took directions from him ad I drove threw the streets of downtown San Diego, Jaime lived on the opposite side of town.

When we finally got to his place, he gave me a little tour of his place.
I dropped my stuff in his room. I took out a my sleeping clothes and went to the bathroom to get changed.

I washed the make-up off of my face, and shook my hair out. My face was red from trying to remove the make-up. I walked out of the bathroom, and into the living room to find Jaime.

He was sitting on the couch in a t-shirt and soccer shorts. His hair was starting to get curly. He was so cute. He noticed me staring, and cocked his head to the side. As if to ask me what are you looking at.

I smiled and shook my head and padded my way over to him on the couch. He pulled me by the waist and bought me down on to his lap. I laughed at how fast he pulled me down. I giggled at him and kissed his cheek.

“So… what do you wanna do?” I asked, resting my head in the crook of his neck.

“I don’t know what do you wanna do?” he asked,

“Blaah. Sleep,” I said, smiling.

“No,” he whined, “Not yet,” he said, like a little kid whose mom just told him its past his bed time.

“Fine lets watch a movie then,” I said, getting up off him and picking a random movie and putting it in the DVD player. It was Step Brothers, I walked back over to him and grabbed a pillow. I leaned the pillow up against him and laid down. He patted my head, at first I felt like he was petting a dog. But then I started to drift a sleep.

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I woke up to the warm sun on my face. I rolled over to Jaime’s sleeping face. I smiled, wondering how I got into his bed. I dimly remember falling asleep on the couch last night. I think he might have said something to me, I remember mumbling something back to him.

I stretched in bed, looked around for a alarm clock. I found one over on Jaime’s side of the bed, it read 6:30am. Damn, why am I awake? I tried to move out of the bed to pee. When Jaime’s arm swung around my waist and brought me back down on the bed. My back against his belly.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he growled, sleepily in my ear. I felt him grow against my lower back. I giggled, and turned around so I was facing him. I kissed his lips lightly, as he wrapped his arms around me.

“I was going to go pee,” I said, dragging out the word ‘pee’.

“Nope sorry, you’re not aloud,” he said, tightening his arms.

“Jaime, I have to pee,” I whined, trying to wiggle out of his tight grasp. He grabbed my shirt, trying to hold me in place. But I was able to get lose, but he pulled on my shirt, taking it off. I gasped,

“JAIME!” I shrieked, smacking his leg. He was doubled over laughing. I crossed my arms over my chest and stomped my way off to the bathroom. I heard him jump out of the bed chasing after me. I ran to the bathroom and tried to close the door behind me, but he wedged his foot in between the door and the wall.

He pushed and finally got the door open. I turned and faced the wall, he came up behind me and ran his hands along my sides,

“Your hands are cold!” I said, shivering. I felt him smirk against my neck as he nibbled on it. He continued to run his hands along my stomach and up to my breasts.

He pulled on my nipples. I moaned, and he smirked again.

“Jai-mee…?” I moaned.

“Hmm?”

“I still really have to pee,” I said, doing a little pee-pee dance. He laughed and pulled away.

“Get out,” I said, trying to push him out the door.

“No,” he said, holding his ground and crossing his arms.

“Urgh…FINE, turn around then,” I said, backing up to the toilet. He turned, as I pulled down my pants to urinate.

“This is supposed to be a private affair,” I said, finishing. He just chuckled, and shook this head. I washed my hands, and dried them on a towel.

“Jaime, I want my shirt back,” I said, walking up behind him and wrapping my arms around his waist, pressing my bare chest against his bare back.

He turned to face me, I wrapped my arms around his neck, and connected our lips. He slid his hands down my back, over my ass, and down the back of my thighs. He grabbed the back of my thighs as I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. Never breaking the kiss.

He walked us back to his bedroom, and stumbled forward to the bed. He flipped me onto the bed, and smiled down at me.

“Jaime…” I said, rolling over and squirmed my way over to the edge and leaned and tried to find a shirt.

“Oh no, no, I don’t think so,” he said, grabbing my arm and pulling me back and flipping me over. He climbed on top of me and started kissing my neck. I wrapped my legs around him. He put his hands on my breasts, rubbing his thumb along my nipple. I moaned into his mouth, I felt his member grow. He moved his mouth down on to me nipple and sucked, I threw my head back and moaned.

“Jai-mee…” I moaned, and tried to get away from him, I didn’t want this right now. Later sure, but I just woke up and I am not a fan of morning sex, I am still kind of tired. He pinned my arms above my head.

“Stay…” he growled, in my ear and continued to pleasure me. I was so turned on by this.

“But…” I said, and he cut me off by attaching his lips to mine.

“Sh…” he said, against my lips. He still had my arms above my head, and kissed down from my breasts, and to my navel. He moved his arms from mine and onto my breasts. I tried to moved my arms but he stopped me once again, pinned them down and pulled his face to mine.

“Keep your arms… here,” he said, this was so hot. It was different, I wasn’t 100% sure how I felt.

He moved down to my booty shorts and removed them. He rubbed my clit threw my panties. I moaned involuntary, he smiled at me. I wanted him so bad.

He took my underwear off, and spread my legs.

“Hmm you’re already wet…” he chuckled, while slipping a finger into me. I moaned, as he put a second one in. I don’t understand how he was so good at this. He continued to pump his fingers into me, as moaned.

“Hmm, Jai-jai-me…” I moaned, he started to suck my clit. I got relatively louder, as I started to grinded into his face. I gasped as he switched from fingering me to eating me out.

He darted his tongue in and out of me. It felt so good, he started to rub my clit fast and hard. I put my hands threw his hair, trying to push his face closer to me.

“Oh…Jaimee!” I almost screamed, as I felt the pressure build up in my lower region. I was so close, Jaime had to have known too.
He pulled his face and hands away from my body.

“Wh-what are you doing?!” I yelled, I was so close… and he just stopped?

“You said, you didn’t want too,” he said, licking his fingers. Grinning at me.

“Babe,” I said, straddling him. “Finish please…” I begged.

“I don’t think so,” he said,

“Fine. I’ll finish myself,” I said, with a slight attitude. I got off of him and laid back on the bed. I started to rub my clit fast. He looked so shocked, I could see his boner threw his boxers.

I grabbed my nipple and pulled it. I closed my eyes and threw my head back as I rubbed my clit faster, and pushed down on it hard. I moaned, as I rubbed harder and faster, I was close to my clitoral orgasm. I opened my eyes, and saw Jaime stoking himself while watching me. When he saw that I saw him, he got on top of me and ripped off his shorts. He kissed me hard on the mouth. I was still rubbing myself.

“That’s so fucking hot,” he said, positioning himself at my entrance. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed and sucked it, as he slowly pushed himself into me.

“Oh…Jaime…” I moaned.

“Does that feel good baby?” he asked huskily, while pushing himself into me faster. With each thrust, I moaned.

“Ye-yea-yeah,” I could barley get a word out. The pleasure was taking over my whole body. It felt so good, this was by far the best sex with Jaime. He was going deeper, I tried to get my body closer to his.

“Jai-me, fa-faster,” I moaned, digging my nails into his back. He hit my g-spot and I screamed out. I felt him attach his lips to my neck and start sucking it. He bit down on my skin as he hit my g-spot a second time.

“Jai-Jaime… I-I-I think I’m gon- gonna cum…Ahh..Ohh” I basically screamed, as he hit my spot a third time.

“Wait, not…yet…baby,” he said, panting. He was pushing deeper into me. There was no way I could hold on. I was over come in pleasure. The feeling was amazing. I started to rub my clit in time to his thrust. I tightened my muscles around him, he moaned.

“Jaimee please…faster,” I panted, as I pushed my body into his. I was so close, I couldn’t think straight. He started pounding faster, my moans were coming continuously. I tightened my muscles around him again, I couldn’t help it I came.

“JAIMEEEEE!” I screamed, he started pounding me so fast I thought he might break me.

“Tori…uhh!” and he came. He fell on top of me, I kissed him. He was sweaty. I lay there, with him on top of me trying to catch my breathe. He pulled out and went to move off of me, but I wrapped my arms around him just holding him close to me.

“Don’t,” I said

“I am hurting you…” he said, looking into my eyes.

“If you were hurting me don’t you think I would push you off?” I asked, as he tried to respond, I hushed him.

“Let’s not talk…just cuddle with me,” I said, as he rolled of me as he pulled up the sheet over us.

I wrapped my left arm around his abdomen and rested my head on his chest.

“I’m no good at cuddling…” he said, running his hand threw my hair.

“Shut up, Jaime…” I mumbled into his side.

We fell asleep again until, 10:30am. I woke up to Jaime staring at me creepily. I started laughing, and kissed him.

“How long have you been staring at me like that?” I asked him.

“Not that long,” he said, sitting up and stretching. I rubbed his back and sat up. I wrapped my arms around him from behind and I kissed his shoulder.

“Ew, we smell like sex,” I said,

“Yummy,” he said, chuckling.

“I think we should get a shower,”

“I’ll go get us towels,” he said, getting up.

“EW! YOU’RE NAKED!” I said, giggling. He shook his butt and walked out into the hallway to get the towels. I walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I made sure the temperature was just right before I got in.

I few seconds later Jaime came in as well. He wrapped his arms around me into a big hug.

“You give thee best hugs,” I said, into his chest. He just laughed as he pulled
away and stepped under the shower head.

After our shower we got dress back into sleep clothes. Jaime lead me downstairs to the kitchen.

“I have cereal, cereal, and…uh…cereal,” he said, turning and smiling at me.

“Um…tough choice I think I’ll have…cereal…WAIT NO… cereal. Yep, that’s it final answer,” I said, smiling.

He pour two bowls of cereal, and then got out the milk. While I got two spoons, we walked to the couch and ate our breakfast watching cartoons.
Jaime tried to get me to watch Adventure Time.

“NO!” I almost couched on my cereal.

“Whoa, why?” he asked

“Because…I just don’t like it… I feel like it’s over rated,” I said.

“That is a valid point,” he said, changing it and finding an old 90’s cartoon.

We laughed at the stupid things that the people in the cartoon did. Also, how inappropriate little kid shows are.

After we ate I washed the bowls. We got back into his bed and just cuddled even though Jaime swears he sucks at it.

“Want to play the question game?” he asked,

“Sure. Is it just were we ask each other questions?” I asked

“Yep,” he said

“Okay you first,” I said, laying on my stomach so I could see his face.

“What’s you best friends name?” he asked

“Logan, you?”

“Umm, Tony. Now you ask me a question,” he said, putting his arms behind his head.
“Um? What is your favorite color?” I asked

“Gray,”

“Gray? Why gray?” I asked, propping myself up on my elbow

“I don’t know, I just like it, it’s neutral. What about you?”

“Purple,” I said

“What’s your favorite TV show?” he asked

“Walking Dead hands down,”

“That’s scary shit man. Mike love it, zombies and all,” he said

“I had a nightmare about it the other night. Logan told me I should probably stop watching it. But its so good. What’s your favorite TV show?”

“It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia,” he said, looking down at me. I laughed.

“You know I have only watched that show once. It’s so funny though. Patty’s Pub, is actually a real place. I love how in the opening credits they show like, the Ben Franklin Bridge, Logan Circle, Market Street, Penns Landing and South Street, I met you there,” I said

“You really seem to like that,”

“Like what?” I asked, raising an eye brow.

“That you know that places in the opening credits,” he said

“Well yeah wouldn’t you? It’s my home town,”

“Touché,” he said.

“Okay… How tall are you?” I asked him

“Your questions suck. Like 5’10ish. You?”

“Shut up! And I am 5’5 and a ½” I said,

“I hate when short people do that,”

“Do what? And I AM NOT SHORT. I am the average height for a girl,” I said

“When short people add a ½ to their height to make them sound taller,” he said

“Well, every time I go to the doctor the make sure to point out that there is a ½ there. So, yeah suck it,” I said, as he laughed at me.

“Favorite football team?”

“Oh snap. Sorry babe, but I hate football, and yes I know you favorite team is the Chargers,” I said

“You…hate football? That’s impossible,” he said

“Sorry, it is possible,”

“I don’t think I can date you anymore,” he said, faking hurt.

“Dude, you don’t like coffee. We are even,” I said.

“Fine, I think I could possibly forgive you,” he said

“Forgive me? I did nothing wrong, you dork,” I said, as he spit his tongue out.

“Any who… Ever been caught doing something embarrassing? And what was it,” I added.

“Here we go, um, probably masturbating,” he said, laughing “What about you?” he asked.

“Oh me…” I said, I probably should have thought this all the way through.

“Yes you,” he said. “What is something embarrassing you have been caught doing?” he asked

“Um… when I was 12 I stuffed my bra with toilet paper…? And my mom asked for it when she sneezed in the car one time. So, she like new,” I said, my cheeks burning red. He started to laugh,

“That wasn’t that bad,” he said, grabbing my hand.

“Whatever, your turn,” I said

“Ever shoot a gun?” he asked.

This continued for hours. I felt like we know each other a lot better. We just laid in his bed and talked. I had never really done that with a guy before, It was different. We fell asleep until 5:30pm. I woke up when my stomach growled at me to ‘get the fuck up and eat’ (true story it really said that, I was scared)

“Blah, I want food,” I whined, I got on top of Jaime and straddled him. I bounced on his stomach.

“WAKE UP!”

“No, go away you don’t exist right now,” he mumbled, pushing me off of him as he rolled onto his side. I got up and started jumping on the bed.

“Wake up! Wake up! I’m hungry, FOOD! JAIME, WAK- AH!” I yelled, as he knock me on my ass onto the bed. He pinned me down.

“I’m awake,” he growled, and kissed my lips.

“You could have killed me. Knocking me over like that, I could have slipped. Then you would have felt like shit,” I said, crossing my arms.

“Eh, you shouldn’t have been jumping on my bed like a kid, waking up his mommy and daddy on Christmas,” he said, getting out of bed and pulling jeans on. I spit my tongue out at him.

“What do you want to eat?” he asked, as I got out of bed and finding a pair of my jeans in my bag.

“TACOS!” I said

“BURRTIOS!” He said back at me, crossing his arms

“Tacos”

“Burritos”

“Tacos”

“Fine,” He said, pulling out his phone. “Let’s ask people on twitter,”

“Fine,” I said, looking for my phone.
When I found it I typed ‘Tacos or Burritos for dinner? @ptvjaime is a brat and cant decide :P’ and sent it to my twitter account.

I spit my tongue at him again, while I continued to get dress.

“You know, you are so childish,” he said, throwing a dirty sock at me. I dodged it.

“ME?! Okay yeah sure,” I said, tackling him and kissing his face repeatedly until he finally shoved me off. I pulled my Vans on and, Jaime grabbed his keys. We walked out to his car and got in.

“Okay check,” he said.
The vote was Burritos:15 Tacos:16 Both:23. I laughed at the results.

“Okay fine…” he said, as he pulled away from his house. We drove to Taco Bell.

We placed our order and got our food. We ate there, we talked about stupid shit. We always found something to talk about. From music and touring to High School and our teen years. I loved talking to him, he was funny in a corny sort of way, but I loved that about him.

After Taco Bell I asked him if we could go to the beach. He said sure, and we drove there.

“What you like long walks on the beach watching the sunset?” he asked, making fun.

“No…well yeah who doesn’t? But, I love the beach. I’m from Philly remember Jersey beaches are not this nice,” I said, kicking off my Vans, and getting out of the car.

“I love long walks on the beach,” he said, in a mock romantic voice.

“I bet you do,” I said, grabbing his hand in mine and dragging him on to the beach.

We started to walk, and continued our question game from earlier.

“How old were you when you had your first ‘real’ kiss?” I asked, He was 14, I was 15. He just had to follow it up with,

“Well, how old were you when you lost your virginity?” he ask, raising his eye brows in a seductive way. I stayed silent, for a while just looking out into the ocean.

“Hello?” he asked, waving a hand in front of my face.

“Um…” I stopped, pulling Jaime to a halt.

“Jaime, I was… raped…” I said, looking down at my bare feet in the sand. I curled my toes in it.