Ghosted

Chapter 10 POV Amelia

POV Amelia

I woke up after a few hours of sleeping and it was dark outside. Robert had left after dinner because I had nearly fell asleep on the sofa because I was exhausted. Between the long flight and the jet lag I was all over the place. When I woke up I looked at my phone and it was only 7.30pm. I lay there for a while in the darkness thinking about poor Jeremy, although we had ended our very short relationship badly, I wondered why anyone would hurt him because he was still a good man. He had helped me through some of my darker moments of my grief and I could tell that he genuinely cared about me as his patient. We only slept together twice and I ended it when I found out he was married when I noticed he had a photo of him and his wife on his desk. He said that he didn’t love her any more and that he wanted to leave her but I could never be with someone that could cheat on their partner. He begged me to stay with him and give him another chance and I told him I would need to think about it, but I had no intentions of having an affair with him. I left his office and I knew I never wanted to see him again. He tried to call me and he even got his receptionist to call me but I ignored him and missed all of our appointments. I knew it was childish but I didn’t want a big dramatic scene with him. After a while he started to drive past my house late at night and he even turned up to the hospital I worked at. I asked to be transferred to a different hospital and I told him to stay away from me. I was glad when he eventually stopped calling me because I was scared someone would find out about us. As I lay there thinking about everything that his wife and family must be going through I thought about Mark and how he probably had to interview them too. He was so lovely and I couldn’t help but sigh as I thought about how much I missed him. I desperately wanted to speak to him to explain why I had ghosted him when I remembered that I could probably message him through the hook up app. I downloaded it again onto my phone and to my delight it had saved my account and any messages that we had sent each other. I couldn’t help but read through them and it was a real eye opener. I hadn’t read the last 5 messages that he had sent me before I had deleted the app and to my surprise there was at least 10 more messages from him and I felt so guilty that I had let him down. The first messages were from before we had met and it was just the name of the hotel and room number and I sent him a thumbs up. I scrolled to the messages that I hadn’t seen yet and it was heart breaking. Each message he was begging me to contact him and he was saying how much he wanted to see me. Then there was ones asking if I was ok and that he was worried about me. Then the one that hurt the most was him asking if he’d done anything wrong. I could feel a lump in my throat and I had to pull it together because I had cried enough that day. I noticed that he had sent a message as little as two weeks ago and all it said was “please speak to me” I wondered what the hell I was doing. He was a great guy and he obviously liked me as much as I liked him. Getting away to Africa for those past few weeks had cleared my head and I realised that I had been stretching out my grief and torturing myself by thinking that Richard was still with me. I had to accept that he was really gone and start to move on. The fact that a young guy like Jeremy had just lost his life proved that life was too short and I had the right to be happy. I decided to write Mark a message to apologise for the way I had treated him and I patiently waited to see if he would write back to me. I was sad that he wrote back that I had hurt him, but by the sound of his messages he may still have had feelings for me. There was a few back and forth and finally I asked to see him. To my delight he said yes and he sent me his home address. I couldn’t believe how excited I was that it wasn’t going to be a hook up in a hotel room. It felt good that he was inviting me into his real life. I got changed and headed over to his house and I sat outside in my car taking deep breaths to steady my nerves. When I got to his front door he opened it before I had the chance to knock and I could see that he was just as excited to see me as I was to see him. He was wearing shorts and a T-shirt and I had never seen him in anything other than a suit. We stood staring at each other for a moment before I went inside and the feeling between us was intense. He gestured for me to come in and he quickly closed the door behind me. Before I had the chance to even have a quick look around his home he grabbed me into a kiss. I had missed his strong grip around me, he made me feel protected and his kiss was soft and comforting. When he pulled away I was desperately disappointed but I knew that we had to talk. He looked deep into my eyes and I could see how much I’d hurt him. “Amelia I’m sorry I came to your house today, I had no idea it was you, but I want you to know I’m really happy to see you again. Thank you for messaging me” “I know you didn’t have a clue that you were coming to my house. I’m so sorry for everything. I feel awful for not contacting you for all this time. I just panicked because I like you and I felt guilty because I haven’t felt that way since Richard. I hope you can understand. But I have missed you” he stroked my face and kissed me on my forehead “of course I can understand and I’ve missed you too. My friend had to have a word with me because I was so down. He said I was being obsessive but I knew that we should be together, I had faith that you would change your mind and contact me. I was over the moon that you messaged me tonight. I’d like to put all of this behind us and start again.” I nodded my head “I’d like that too, I didn’t want to move on because I wasn’t ready but I like you, I really do” “I’m so glad to hear you say that” He put his hands on either side of my face and gently kissed me and it felt fantastic. I didn’t think I would ever feel this way again after Richard died and now I was with a man that wanted me in spite of the fact that I was a total mess. Now that he knew everything I could really be myself with him and he had opened up to me and I couldn’t ask for more. We were still standing at his front door and we were tenderly kissing each other when he broke away again. “I’m sorry I haven’t even invited you in” He bent forward and picked me up over his shoulder and went towards the staircase. I let out a loud laugh because I hadn’t expected it and he slapped my ass hard. “You’ll be glad to hear you don’t need to keep the noice down here. There won’t be a hotel manager telling us to be quiet” I giggled all the way to his bedroom and he gently put me down on his bed. “You look so beautiful.. I can’t believe you’re really here” he said as he planted another kiss on my lips. He dragged both his hands up my thighs and under my dress and I was putty in his hands. He slipped down my underwear and I was panting as he tenderly touched me and I was already wet. He kissed down my neck and then he crawled down the bed and he put his mouth between my legs. His tender licks were exquisite. I lay there as he began to increase his speed and before I knew it he was greedily torturing me with his tongue. “You’re so good at that but I love it when you f**k me” I didn’t want to come on his face again because every time he would make me come I would squirt and I couldn’t explain why. I suppose it was because he turned me on more than any man I had ever been with before. Not to mention he could find my G spot with his eyes closed. “You’re so wet” he whispered as he slipped his fingers inside me. He started to rotate his fingers then pump in and out and he was hitting my sweet spot every time. I couldn’t hold on for another moment “Mark you’re making me come” I shouted and I felt myself tighten around his fingers. My whole body tensed up and I sprayed my juices all over his bed sheets. “Amelia you are so sexy” he said as he crawled up my body and kissed me. He was on top of me and I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him close to me. He had made me come so hard that I was in a state of euphoria and I didn’t want our kiss to end. He lifted my dress up a little and stroked his fingers across my stomach and my nerve endings were on fire and that’s when I realised that I was still fully dressed including my boots. “Mark I think I should at least take off my jacket before this goes any further” his eyes were heavy with lust and then he started to laugh. “I’m sorry Amelia, I was just so excited to see you” I got off the bed and he watched me undress. I threw my jacket on the chair in the corner and pulled my dress off over my head and threw it on the floor. I kicked off my boots. His face broke into a huge smile as I took off my bra. He got off the bed and pulled his T-shirt off over his head and his body took my breath away. His perfect muscles made me weak in the knees. His huge lion tattoo made him look like a thug and I kind of liked it. I walked around the bed and went down onto my knees in front of him. I tugged down his boxers and his huge hard on sprung out and I had nearly forgot how big he was. His boxers hit the floor and he stepped out of them. He was smiling down at me and I couldn’t help but smile back because he looked so excited. I took his d**k in my hands and his smile disappeared, now he was looking at me with so much intensity that I was instantly wet. I licked the tip of his c**k and he couldn’t keep his eyes off me. He gently stroked the side of my face as I took his entire c**k in my mouth. I could hear him take in sharpe intakes of breath, I was teasing him with my tongue and sucking him and I could feel him adjusting his stance. I looked up at him and his head was back and his eyes were closed and I loved that I could affect him in such a way. I gently stroked his balls. And his eyes shot open. “Keep doing that, you’re amazing” I deep throated him for another few minutes before I stoped because I didn’t want him to come just yet. I spat on his c**k and worked the moisture over his whole shaft with both hands. “Mark I don’t want you to come yet, I want you to f**k me” I licked the end of his d**k as I continued to stroke him. He looked down at me “I won’t come.. just keep doing that… I can hang on” he was breathless and I had never seen him this turned on before. I knew he was going to come any second but I just went along with it any way. I started to deep throat him again and he put his hands on the dresser to steady himself. I kept looking up at him so I could gage when he was about to let go because he had come in my mouth before and I felt like I couldn’t kiss him afterwards. I loved his kisses and I couldn’t not kiss him. His eyes were closed tightly and suddenly he pulled away. He stepped back and ran both his hands over his face as he caught his breath. “You are so hot. You have no idea how hard that was to hold back” I jumped up onto my feet and wrapped my arms around him and kissed his face. He hugged me back and I was so excited for us to finally go to bed but I was more excited to just be there with him. Of course he was hot and sexy but I loved all the little things about him. We stood there kissing for a while and then he picked me up and lay me down at the top of the bed. He went over and took a condom from his jacket pocket. He stood at the top of the bed and rolled the condom on. “Would you mind if I got under the covers? It’s got so chilly since I’ve been in Africa” “Of course you can, I don’t want you feeling cold” I crawled under the covers and his bed was so comfortable and warm. The sheets were soft and I could smell his gorgeous masculine scent. The pillows and comforter felt like huge fluffy clouds. I was so happy to be warm I let out a huge moan of excitement and he laughed as he got in beside me. “I didn’t realise how cold it was, I was distracted” he leaned over and got his phone and messed around with the buttons for a moment “there that’s the heating started, come here and I can heat you up in the mean time” he got on top of me and snuggled into my neck and then he pulled the covers over both our heads. He rubbed his nose against mines “your little nose is freezing”he rubbed his hand across my chest “and your n*****s are so hard” Although I was already beginning to heat up I liked that he was concerned about me. He kissed me and it was tender. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he nudged himself into me. We were under his covers and I felt like we were the only two people in the world. I rubbed his back and I could hear his breathing relax as he was deep inside me. This didn’t feel like before. The last few times we had s*x it was naughty but this time it felt meaningful. His tongue was exploring my mouth as he gently eased in and out of me. The connection between us was undeniable and I wanted to kick myself for not seeing him for so long and for hurting him and making us both miserable. But now I was in his bed, all of that didn’t seem to matter anymore. His hips were gently rocking back and forth and he kissed down my neck and onto my breasts. He licked my n*****s one at a time and I arched my back. His touch was amazing and him teasing my n*****s was turning me on to the point were I could feel my orgasm building again. He took both my hands and pinned them to the bed as he carried on licking my n*****s and grinding his huge c**k in and out of me at a deliciously slow speed. His d**k would hit my g spot every time and I couldn’t get enough of him. Then out of no where he started to really pound into me and I could feel my eyes roll in the back of my head. He was unbelievable and I realised how loud I was being. “I love your little s*x moans” he said as he rotated his tongue around my rock hard n*****s. “You’re covered in goosebumps are you still cold?” He asked “no I’m not cold you just give me goosebumps, you’re so sexy” He gave me his really sexy shy smile he only did when I complimented him. He continued to suck my breasts and I felt like I was about to explode again. “I’m going to come Mark, you’re making me come again” then out of no where he said “I’m sorry, I need to stop” he pulled out of me and I was shocked “what’s wrong?” I asked but I was dreadfully disappointed. “I’m sorry Amelia” he said rubbing his face and I went from disappointed to scared. “What’s wrong?” I asked again. He sat up and said “this condom is killing me” he stared down at his c**k and tried to fix it. “I need to take this off but I don’t have any more” my heart sank I was so close and he had turned me on to the point of no return. “I’m not on the pill” I said and he snapped off the condom and threw it to the side. “Thank god for that, it was killing me” i must admit I felt a little hurt “I hate that your not enjoying it as much as I am” he shook his head “don’t be silly, you’re amazing, it was just a bit tight all of a sudden” he was breathless as he kissed me “what now?” I asked and he looked around “well I don’t have any more, why don’t we just go for it and I’ll pull out when I’m about to come” I thought I was turned on before but this new level of naughtiness made it dangerous. “I promise I always use Johnny’s, I don’t have any STD’s I’m safe and I know your healthy but I really don’t want to get up and go and buy condoms.” He was making a good case so I decided to go for it. “Promise you will pull out” I said and a huge smile crept onto his face. He kissed me again and I could feel him sink into my soaking wet p***y. “f**k you feel amazing, you’re so f*****g tight and wet. I never want to use condoms with you again. I want to f**k you every day just like this” he said and his enthusiasm was hard not to get caught up in. “I don’t want any other woman ever again, Amelia you’re so f*****g perfect. Don’t leave me again” I felt awful that I had hurt him in the past but no one had ever made me feel this wanted before and I was so turned on by his words. “Let me f**k you like this every day” he said and I was so carried away “f**k me harder” I practically screamed as he started to mercilessly drive into me. His eye brows were down and he looked so intense and my whole insides clamped around his throbbing hard on. I threw my legs wider open for him and he put one of my legs over his shoulder and he never missed a beat. His rhythm was fast and animalistic. The head board was banging off the wall. He kept closing his eyes tight and I knew that he was holding back from letting himself come. “Rub your c**t for me, I love to watch you touch yourself” “Tell me what turns you on? What makes you come?” I said, I knew that it would either send him over the edge or take his mind of the sweet torture of prolonging his ecstasy. “I love your smooth p***y, I love how wet you get, I love when you squirt, I’m literally obsessed with your p***y. Your always so f*****g wet. I remember the first time I watched you take off your panties I nearly came there and then. I love to watch my d**k move in and out of you. I can’t believe I’m inside you again. I’ve always wanted to f**k you with no condom” his words went straight to my groin and I couldn’t hold back either “you’re making me come, you’re going to make me squirt again” Mark pulled out of me and sprayed his hot come all over my bare t**s and it was at the same time that I squirted my juices up onto his stomach. We were both totally rung out and dripping with sweat he leaned forward and kissed me and I loved how we always came together. It showed how connected we are. “I think we need a shower” he said with a chuckle “and we need to change these bedsheets”