Sold? Oh Please.

"Where the hell are you going?" Lenora asked Jamie as he got up from the booth the just had dinner.

"Uh... home?" He said. 

"Home. Mine or yours?" She smiled. 

"Both, we go to our respective houses." He stated bluntly, walking out if the restaurant. 

"What? Hey, Jamie!" She yelled running after him. "You cannot just leave like that, you have to finish what you started." 

Jamie stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her, standing in front of the restaurant, huffing. "Can we just forget it, today has been awful for me Lennie. I thought could forget for a while but that Jessie Marin scare just brought me back to reality so let's just stop." He said. 

"Stop? Why are you acting like this all of a sudden? You were the one that said we should take a break, why are you changing your mind now?" She asked walking closer to him.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake. Forget all I said." He said curtly. 

Lenora scoffed, "so what? I'm I just a pushover, someone you can toss and turn as you wish? Were you just using me to make yourself feel better?" She asked. 

"That's exactly why I'm walking away, I'm not like some people." He said. 

"Like me you mean." 

"You know that's not what I meant." He sighed. 

"Then what do you mean Jamie? Tell me, what's bothering you? Why are you so sad? Please just be honest with me, let me help." She whispered softly cupping his face. 

Jamie instinctively leaned into her touch, shutting his eyes he allowed himself feel content with just this. After a while he pulled away, but Lenora grabbed his arm and held him in place.

"Don't. I know you always want to hide your pain, and somehow you refuse to share your problems with me. But just for tonight, please use me, I give you the permission to use me." She said softly, standing on her tip toes and bringing him closer to her until their lips met. Immediately he felt the contact, her body pressed against his he lost all rationality. Wrapping his arms around her thin waist he pulled her even closer, deepening the kiss. When he couldn't take it, not being able to touch her skin, he picked her up and moved to his car parked by their side. Placing her on the bonnet he took of her jacket and began to kiss down her neck.

Lenora shut her eyes and angled her head away to give him better access and she bit back her moan. When he nibbled on her collarbone she ran her hands throw his hair, gripping it tightly she was sure it hurt. His hands snaked up her shirt cupping her through her bra he pushed her backwards that she fell back onto the bonnet. 

"Your apartment or mine?" He asked huskily breaking off the kiss.

"Mine, mine is closer." She breathed out.

He helped her down the car and walked her to the passenger sit, after she was sitted and buckled he went around and got in. They held hands the entire way, barely in the apartment when he pulled her to him. Kissing her so deeply she felt it all the way to her toes. Lenora skin was on fire, she felt heady and drunk. And Jamie wasn't even letting one sensation rest before he sparked up another. He was like a starved beast and she was like the a balance between food and drink and he consumed without mercy. Soon enough she no longer had the capacity to bite back her moans. 

Jamie was a broken dam, he feasted on her body and kept her crying out, voice thick with pleasure and the air thick with desire and passion. Clothes all littered all around the apartment, they laid together bare. All night they moved in an erotic dance all through the night. Their bodies entwined with lust and desire, passion that could not be fanthomed. He took from her as he desired and she true to her word, gave without reserve or inhibitions. 

When morning came, Lenora struggled to wake. When she reached across the bed she didn't feel anything, her eyes flew open immediately. She looked at the clock by her bedside, 7:40. He couldn't have been gone long because he woke her in the early hours for another round of passion. She threw of the blankets wincing slightly at the sore, between her legs. She looked around the apartment when she finally admitted that he left. Only at that moment did she remove his last words to her as her eyes shut in exhaustion the night before. 

'This is a one time thing, don't look for me. You did give me permission to use you, so let me continue to do so, don't look for me.'

"Jamie!" She yelled. Grabbing a robe she dashed out of her apartment. His car was gone! Where did he go? Why did he leave? "Jamie! Jamie!" She was frantic and desperate. She ran back to her room grabbed her phone and dialed his number. 

'This number is unavailable, leave a mess-' 

She tried it again, and again. Until she was sick of the woman's voice. Tossing her phone on her bed she fell to the floor. He can't be gone can he? Soon enough tears began to fall down her cheeks, and she sobbed.

"Gosh you're way too kind." Lenora frowned as he walked back to her, after dismissing the person that spilled coffee on his shirt. 

"It was unnecessary to make a scene Lenora." He replied as he grabbed tissues to wipe his shirt.

"Let me do it." She said grabbing the tissues from his grasp. "You're such a pushover, you always avoid difficult situations. How did you ever break up with your ex?" She asked.

"Uhm..." he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Did she break up with you?" 

"No, I think it was mutual? I can't really be sure." He shrugged. 

"What do you mean by you can't be sure, your either broken up or not. Tell me what did you say?" She pryed. 

"Nothing actually, I just left." 

Lenora froze, "what do you mean by you just left?

Lenora got up immediately and started searching her room frantically, "please, please please" she cried. 

"After the last time we slept together I left a note and moved to a different city." 

His voice echoed at the back of her mind. She left her room when she didn't find a note and searched her entire apartment like a crazy person. 

'Why did you dump her in the first place? That was harsh.'

'Hm.. the relationship became too difficult I guess. Love shouldn't be that difficult.'

Lenora stood in the middle of her apartment, without a note but with a lot of tears and a broken heart.

He left.