June 1
Leo: Good morning 8:43AM
Rai: Oh. Hey! Morning! 8:50AM
Rai: How are you? Leo? 8:51AM
Leo: Yes, it's Leo. Good. 8:56AM
Leo: Did you get home safe? 8:57AM
Rai: Yeah. Em was drunk af but its ok. U? 8:58AM
Leo: Yes. It was a great night. 8:58AM
Rai: :) yeah i had fud 8:59AM
Rai: *fun 8:59AM
Rai: stupid auto correct 8:59AM
Leo: What are you doing today? 9:00AM
Rai: We're going to the James Joyce museum then class. U? Building any cool sites or have you finally dragged yourself away from your business? 9:02AM
Leo: Reviewing a built one from one of my project managers. Micromanaging is a hard habit to break. Then I was going to go to the beach. When do you get back? 9:05AM
Rai: Idk 5? Something like that 9:06AM
Leo: Cool. Are you doing anything tonight? 9:07AM
Rai: Ivan wants to head to this club. 9:07AM
Rai: Grand Social I think. 9:08AM
Leo: What time should I meet you there? 9:09AM
Rai: You are soooooooo cocky! 9:09AM
Leo: Does that mean you don't want me to come? 9:10AM
Rai: 10 :p 9:11AM
Leo: You didn't answer my question. 9:11AM
Rai: Yes, I would like you to come, Leo. 9:12AM
Rai: There. Full sentence and all 9:12AM
Leo: I'll see you tonight, Rai. 10pm. Don't be late. 9:13AM
Leo: And wear something sexy. 9:13AM
Rai: Bossy 9:13AM
Leo: You know it. 9:14AM
Leo: How was the tour? 1:29PM
Rai: good. still on it 1:33PM
Leo: That's a long tour. 1:35PM
Rai: Boring too :/ 1:35PM
Leo: But you are learning a lot about James Joyce? 1:37PM
Rai: starving artist. Misunderstood. Blah blah blah 1:40PM
Rai: Wake me when its not the TWM story 1:40PM
Leo: TWM? 1:41PM
Rai: typical white male 1:41PM
Rai: Stopped micromanaging? How's the beach? 1:42PM
Leo: Yes and very nice. It rained for about 15 minutes, but that's all. 1:43PM
Rai: its not cold? 1:43PM
Leo: It's very cold. LOL But I like it cold. 1:44PM
Rai: how Finnish of u 1:49PM
Leo: :) Go and enjoy your tour. Learn something! 1:50PM
Rai: Aye aye captain! 1:53PM
Leo: Are you back yet? 5:17PM
Rai: Yes! 5:42PM
Leo: Did you just get back? 5:51PM
Rai: Yup my teacher kept taaaaalking 5:56PM
Leo: And did you learn something? 5:57PM
Rai: Never drink and have class? 5:57PM
Leo: You drank? 5:58PM
Rai: Oh yes I did lol :) but just a little. Had to have a pint with lunch and then another one after 5:59PM
Leo: Had to or wanted to? 6:01PM
Rai: Back at your hotel? 6:03PM
Leo: You're not changing the subject. 6:05PM
Rai: Oh but I am. Hotel? 6:06PM
Leo: Yes, I'm back at my hotel. Just woke up from a nap. 6:06PM
Rai: A nap? How old are you dude? There is no napping! just constant exhaustion 6:08PM
Leo: Such a paradigm of wisdom, you are. 6:09PM
Rai: :) lol 6:09PM
Leo: I want to see you now. 6:09PM
Rai: Cant wait until 10 6:10PM
Leo: No. 6:10PM
Rai: Well, you have to! Em and I are going shopping 6:11PM
Rai: And we're all going to pregame in Ivan's room 6:12PM
Leo: Shopping? 6:12PM
Rai: Yup Em wants a pair of tennis shoes and of course I have to get some booze 6:13PM
Leo: Of course. 6:13PM
Rai: So... 6:14PM
Leo: I will see you at 10. On the dot. 6:14PM
Rai: Maybe not on the dot... 6:14PM
Leo: On. The. Dot. 6:15PM
Rai: B 6:16PM
Rai: O 6:16PM
Rai: S 6:16PM
Rai: S 6:16PM
Rai: Y 6:16PM
Leo: You like it. 6:16PM
Rai: I plead the fifth 6:17PM
Leo: Where are you? You're late. 10:02PM
Rai: Duuuuuude i'm walking hyh 10:07PM
Leo: Hyh? 10:10PM
Rai: Hold your horses 10:11PM
Leo: Hold my horses? 10:11PM
Rai: It means wait. 10:11PM
Leo: For how long? 10:12PM
Rai: Idk Kate wants pizza so we're stopping 10:13PM
Rai: Just go inside, get a drink 10:13PM
Rai: RELAX 10:13PM
Leo: Text me when you get here. 10:15PM
Rai: ok 10:15PM
Leo: Promise. 10:16PM
Rai: I promise I will text you when I get there. 10:16PM
Leo: No bossy? 10:16PM
Rai: You said it for me ;) 10:17PM
Rai: I am officially in the building!! 10:20PM
Leo: Where? I don't see you? 10:25PM
Rai: DANCING MY FUCKING ASS OFF 10:31PM
Leo finds me on the dance floor with a guy grinding his dick into my thigh. I don't mind, alcohol doing a great job making sure I don't mind a lot of things.
"Rai?" he growls in front of me, lips pursed, eyes shooting daggers at the man behind me.
"Hey! Short time no text."
"I've been looking everywhere for you."
"Had to get a drink first." I raise the glass in my hand and unceremoniously down it. "Think I need another."
The guy behind me leans close to my ear, hand snaking around my middle and up to my breast. He lets out a yelp a second before I'm pressed up against a hard body, staring into slitted blue eyes. Ooh, Leo's pissed.
"Want to keep this hand? You better move the fuck along?" Mr. Grinder glares at the both of us and I shrug helplessly as if to say Sorry, dude. Better luck next time.
"Why is it every time we meet you're drunk?"
I turn to Leo. "We've only met twice." He tugs me off the dance floor and to the bar where he orders a glass of water. "And we texted all day. I wasn't drunk at all."
"You had two pints." He thrusts the water at me when the bartender slides it down. "Drink."
I salute him as I dutifully gulp down the liquid. Em, Ivan, and Kate come up a second later, glasses empty, smiles on their faces. Ivan leans down and whispers something into Kate's ear. She tilts her head back and nods before they disappear again.
"Leo, right?" Em screams, all but deaf because of the synth pop blasting through the speakers at ear drum rupturing volume.
"Yes. Emily?"
"Em," she corrects. "I didn't know you were coming."
"Rai texted me you all would be here so I thought I'd join you."
Ha! I texted him. Yeah right.
"So how much longer are you gonna be in Ireland?"
"Not sure. I've been taking it one day at a time."
Her eyes widen. "Wow. Wish I could do that."
"How long are you all here for?"
"Until June 18th."
"It's a short visit."
"No." She shakes her head, and catches the bartender's eye to order another vodka tonic. "We arrived May 26th. It's four-ish weeks."
I finally finish my water, slamming it on the metal bar. The bartender throws me a dirty look and I grimace and mouth sorry. "Then I'm going backpacking," I interrupt, joining the conversation, "while everyone else goes home."
"I would if I could," Em says for what has to be the ninetieth time.
"You're going alone?" Leo asks, horrified.
"Yup. But I'll be fine."
A mash up of two of my favorite songs hits me, the base going straight to my hips. Waving bye to Em, I tug Leo onto the dance floor and lose myself in the strumming beat. It's pulsing electric, everything I need as I sway to the music. Leo wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me into him. I can feel his erection dig into the hollow of my lower back.
The man's insanely tall.
I tilt my head and rest it against his chest, nowhere near his shoulder. I feel miniscule next to him and I'm 5'10. "How tall are you?"
"6'5."
My eyes bulge. "Like you think you're 6'5 or a doctor measured you 6'5?"
"A nurse got on a stool and measured me."
"Good for you."
His eyes catch on my lips and I smile wide as he ducks his head and kisses me. My second kiss (not that I'm counting) is amazingly better than my first, and the first hadn't been bad. This one is all Leo, all Mr. I've Kissed A Hundred Women And Know How It's Done Right. One hand moves to my stomach, the other curving beneath my jaw to tilt my chin this way and that. I can't move if I want to, and the thought makes me cream my panties.
Men like Leo should not exist outside of books. They're fantasies. I know what happens next. The hot sex, the (maybe) amazing orgasms. The STDs or cheating or Yes, I'll call you promises that turn to nothing. It's the first one that freaks me out enough to pull away.
"I don't do this," I yell up at him, his hand still on my chin.
"What?"
"Kiss strangers in clubs."
"But I'm not a stranger."
"Dude, I met you yesterday. At a bar. For all I know you have a wife, kids, and I'm the extra woman you're happy to spread your STDs to."
"I don't have STDs."
"But I should worry about Ivonka and little Timothy and Sara in Finland?"
He laughs and ducks his head to suck my bottom lip into his mouth before I can protest. Bite. Release. "Ivonka, Timothy, and Sara do not exist outside of your imagination. Besides, none of those are Finnish names."
"My mistake."
Leo's lips quirk. "Can I kiss you now?"
"By all—" His lips descend and I forget everything else. The man tastes different tonight. A hint of lemon and wheat. It coats my tongue, the scent mixing with his cologne and deodorant. God, he smells good. Tastes divine.
Before I know it, we're off the floor in a back corner. He presses into a wall, my hands on his shoulders, one legs wrapped around his. My toes touch the floor as I press up against him, completely sober. I prefer doing stupid things drunk, less to think about, worry over, obsess on.
Leo hikes me up, pushes me further into the wall, and settles his erection between my thighs. I regret wearing a skirt because I feel everything. There's a moment of panic, of over-thinking and planning my next move, before I grind hard on his dick.
Zipper right on my clit, I moan into his mouth and tighten my grip on him. Leo stills against me, knowing exactly what I'm doing before he resumes, this time more forcefully. One of his hands moves from my hip to my ass, squeezing, kneading. God, I'm so close. My little silver bullet has nothing on Leo's denim-clad cock, and I grow wet thinking of him without the jeans.
"I can fucking smell you," snarles Leo, pulling back.
He crowds me in further, practically lifting me with his legs alone as his hand moves from my ass to between my legs. To say I'm shocked is an understatement. My mouth opens and shuts as he cups his hand over my panties. "So wet. Jumalauta, I want to fuck you."
And he does. In a way. Pushes the fabric of my panties aside and slides his fingers through my lips, getting them wet. My head crashes into the wall, because I'm that girl. Ms. Fucks Guys In Clubs. Ms. Gets Drunk And Parties. It's insanely appealing, but horribly stupid.
Still, I don't push his hands away. Especially not when his thumb rubs circles over my clit because for a while I'd thought I was a lesbian or asexual or just a horribly disfigured monster that no man would ever look at, let alone touch. But vaginas creep me out and I think about sex too much and Leo's fingers are pushing inside me.
"Oh God."
"Take it," he growls, forehead coming to rest between my breasts.
I'm 100 percent sure I can never take a dick, because Leo's fingers feel huge. They're the first things I've had inside me, and I'm so filled I don't think I can have anything else. But he pulls out and pushes three inside, thumb working my clit.
I come so hard I wonder if I break his fingers.
It's sudden, unexpected, and nothing like the orgasms I get from my vibrators. Those are tension relievers, so mundane it's a part of my bedtime ritual. Shower, brush teeth, come, sleep. This is so different.
It starts at my clit and spreads until I'm spasming around his fingers, feeling them move, dragging out my orgasm. I read somewhere most women come for 16 seconds—I swear I orgasm for a small eternity.
"Rai," Leo breathes into my chest, nipping the top of my breasts. My nipples harden further, painful, oversensitized peaks. "I want these panties."
Pulling his hand from me, I sag against the wall and try to catch my breath. Leo lowers my legs and crotches in front of me, waiting. He meant here? I glance around, worrying that someone is watching us. No one's paying attention, each person wrapped up in their own little world. Leo taps the back of my knee impatiently, and I very stealthily work the panties down. He helps me step out of them before rising and tucking the blue scrap of cotton into the front of his jeans. The action draws my attention back to his erection, still raring to go.
"Should I . . .?"
"It's fine."
"Looks painful."
"Feels that way."
"But you don't want me to give you a blow job?"
"I would like nothing better, kultaseni, but I can't trust myself to end it there. And I don't want our first time in the bathroom of a night club."
I cross my arms haughtily, ignoring the wetness between my legs dripping down to my thighs. "You really think I'll have sex with you?"
He leans close, licking the shell of my ear. "I had my fingers in your pussy. You'll be riding my dick soon."
Well.
There are many comebacks, but all of them pale in comparison to that. So I settle with excusing myself to the bathroom and Leo laughs at my retreating back.
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The text style at the beginning seems cute and up to date with the times. But is a little tedious after a few lines. Loved the b.o.s.s.y. thing that was funny
asmtd? American student mostly total dumbass?
Can tell I am getting old
Damn they move fast
Very high energy
What a fast energetic pace. High tension - nowhere to take a breath. Like running a sprint. I'm enjoying it very much. Can't wait for more. Thanks!
Started out promising in the first chapter, but lost me with the 'texting', that just got boring.
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