1. Just A Tiny Spark


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    I’m already feeling better.” He did a mock jump backwards. “Hey, you could have told me before I kissed you!” He clamped a hand over his mouth in a dramatic gesture. “Now I’ll have to spend days in bed, suffering because of you!” Suddenly his eyes lit up. “Hey, since you’re responsible, you’ll have to keep me company in bed!” I sighed again. He really was trying to be a good sport about it, but through all the layers of light-hearted banter, I could see that I was hurting him. It wasn’t fair, and I made a decision right there and then. “Jake,” I managed to say while looking into his eyes, but then I almost lost the nerve. ‘Not fair,’ I reminded myself and felt rather bad. “We need to talk.” He caught the finality in my voice and froze. The discussion going on next to us faded into white noise, and a long silence stretched between us. “This is it, isn’t it?” he asked with a strangled voice. “Not here.” I looked around and saw some eyes turn away guiltily. “Walk around the pond with me?” I watched him take a few deep breaths. “Yeah. Okay,” he finally agreed, but he didn’t try to put his arm around me while we started walking. “So,” he broke the silence once we were out of sight of the others, “we need to talk?” He didn’t look at me. “I haven’t been fair to you,” I admitted, kicking a pebble into the algae-covered pond and probably causing mayhem among the frog spawn. “Jake, I…” I realized that I had no idea how to put it into words. “You’re breaking up with me.” He stopped, ...
    and I did as well. I nodded silently, fighting the tears that started to blur my vision and hating that whatever I said would hurt him. “Who?” I looked up at him, startled. “Who?” “Who did you meet? Who are you going out with?” I had to strain my ears to hear him. “Oh. Nobody.” He looked doubtful. “Really, I swear. I just - I realized today that I wasn’t being truthful to us both. I really like you, Jake, but…” “But you don’t love me?” Did I see a glimmer of hope in his eyes? It couldn’t be, could it? I nodded, biting my lip. His voice started to sound raw. “It doesn’t need to be love, Molly. Let’s just have fun, see where it goes, give it time…” “No!” I jumped at the force in my own voice. Quieter, I repeated, “No. I’m sorry. It wouldn’t be right. I like you, and your humor, and I enjoyed it when you held me after a hard day, but it isn’t enough to be together.” I swallowed down the lump that tried to stay lodged in my throat. “If there was something, just a spark, I’d try, but…” His jaw worked and his hands clenched. I could see the hurt in his brown eyes. “Can I - can we try something, just to be sure?” He sounded choked up, but he stepped closer. When he leaned forward, I knew what he had in mind. Perhaps he was right. Perhaps there was a little something, just a tiny spark. “Okay,” I whispered back. Then his lips were on mine, slightly cooler than mine, the soft and firm touch of lips. But there was nothing else. After a few seconds, he broke the chaste kiss and looked at ...
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