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Bury The Taste

Five Hours

“I really need to get a pet or something. It’s so lonely in this damn house,” Ainsley groaned as she collapsed onto her couch, allowing the cushions to swallow her up and pull the tension from her over-worked muscles. Her body was sore and her mind was drained from work. She thought she was going to be able to enjoy the rest of the week off, but the day after Malorie had gone back to San Diego Ainsley was asked to start earlier. She had no choice but to agree because she needed to start making money as soon as she possibly could.

“No, what you need is a boyfriend,” Malorie laughed on the other line. They had only been apart for three days now, but they were on the phone with each other every single night. The move was going to be hard on each of them – they were so used to see each other every day, even if it was only for twenty minutes, they always found time.

Ainsley laughed. “You know that’s not going to happen.”

“I’m telling you, just give Jaime a chance. I bet you he’d be all for it.”

“Mal, I told you, we don’t even talk. I hardly even know who he is. I only know his body,” Ainsley said the last part a bit quieter than the rest.

“When was the last time you saw him?” Malorie asked.

Ainsley shot up quickly and looked down at the time on her phone. “What’s today?” Ainsley asked quickly.

“Wednesday, why?” Malorie replied.

“That’s what I thought. Shit, I have to go, Mal.”

Malorie was silent for a second before she let out a long ooohhhh in realization. “You’re seeing him tonight, aren’t you?”

Before Ainsley could even answer there was a knock on her door. She took off running for the door, stopping to check herself in the mirror that was hanging on the wall first.

“I have to go Mal.”

“I heard him knocking! Oh my god you’re about to get laid! Why are you talking to me, hang up the phone! Ew!”

“Shut up,” Ainsley laughed as she peered out the small peep-hole on the door. Sure enough, Jaime stood there, looking off in the distance as he waited for Ainsley to answer the door. “Okay, I’m hanging up now,” she said in a whisper.

“Okay bye,” Malorie laughed. “Call me later tonight if you can. Love you!”

The line went dead and Ainsley quickly pulled open the door with her cell phone still up to her ear. She quickly pulled it down just as Jaime whipped back toward the door.

“Hey,” he said awkwardly.

Ainsley let out a small smile as she opened the door wide enough for him to come in. He walked past her and she shut the door behind him and locked it.

“Wow, this place is really nice,” he said as he slowly wandered around the living room.

“Yeah, I like it a lot. It’s secluded, too. Such a change from sharing walls with the people who live next to you,” Ainsley said with a chuckle. She walked into the kitchen while Jaime continued to look around. “Did you want something to drink? I’ve got water, Coke, beer, and uh Capri-Suns.”

“Capri-Suns? Tempting,” Jaime chuckled. “I’ll have a beer.”

Ainsley grabbed two beers and walked over to find Jaime looking at the pictures in the hallway. She handed him the beer before she cracked the lid off with her teeth. Jaime stared at her she placed the bottle to her lips and took a few sips.

“That has got to be bad for your teeth,” Jaime laughed. He looked down at his own bottle. “Will you do mine?” he asked

“Try it! If you do it right, it doesn’t hurt at all,” Ainsley said.

Jaime shrugged and placed the bottle into his mouth before turning to look at Ainsley for approval. She reached up and pushed the bottle just a bit to angle it better before nodding.

“Just, crack it open,” she tried to explain.

Jaime bit down and tried to pull the bottle at the same time but nothing happened. “Ow,” he said as he pulled the bottle away from him mouth.

Ainsley let out a laugh as she pulled the bottle from his hands and bit the lid off.

“You’re skilled with your mouth,” Jaime said with a slight wink as he pulled the beer to his lips to take a drink.

Ainsley nearly choked on her beer before she was able to let out a few coughs to clear her throat. Jaime laughed as she tried to gain her composure. She could feel her cheeks and neck burning in embarrassment. She never imagined that Jaime would talk like that. He never seemed like the kind of guy to just hook up with girls. She never heard stories of him hooking up while on tour, he never cracked such sexual jokes when they were in a group setting, and he sure as hell never seemed like the kind of person to initiate a booty-call type of relationship.

But then again, neither was Ainsley. She was always very conservative when it came to these things, unless she was talking them over with Malorie, of course. But while hanging out with the guys, she would never partake in their sexual jokes, and she would never respond to them either. And most of all, if she would hear about any of the guys’ booty-calls or one-night stands, she would give them a huge lecture about how disgusting it is to do that and how damaging it can be to their emotions. But yet, here she was. Inviting Jaime to drive forty-five minutes just so they could hook up.

Their beers were never finished. Their drinks ended up sitting on the dresser of Ainsley’s room after getting distracted from Ainsley’s tour of her new house. Jaime sat down on the bed and grabbed both of her hands to pull her over to him. He pulled her over so she was standing in between his legs. He reached up and lifted her shirt up half-way, letting Ainsley pull it off the rest of the way.

Jaime’s lips met her stomach as he began to gently suck and bite all around her belly-button. Ainsley let out a rugged breath as his hands scratched down her back and to the zipper on the back of her skirt. He unzipped the skirt and pulled it down. Leaving her in nothing but her undergarments and heels as he continued to suck at her skin. Her hands were tangled in his spiked hair – tugging and squeezing as he left her skin heated and burning.

She let her body fall forward, forcing Jaime to fall straight onto his back. Everything was always slow – they liked to take their time and enjoy every touch and every stroke of the tongue.

Hours passed. Hell, days could have passed and they would still be laying in that bed, starting up round after round of slow, passionate, sex. But how passionate could it really be when they hardly even knew each other? Ainsley pushed everything to the back of her mind while in bed with Jaime. All that she cared about was the feeling of Jaime hovering over her for the third time that night, sending her body in a fit of pleasure as she clawed at the sheets.

Moans filled the steamy room. Curse words flew from their lips.

Jaime’s hands reached up to grab onto the headboard for support as he hovered over Ainsley. She held onto his sides as he continued to fill her body with even more pleasure than the round before. He flipped them over so she was sitting on top of him. She tangled her hands into her own hair as Jaime’s hands reached up to grab onto her breasts as she took control. She made slow circles against his hips, teasing him and forcing his hips to involuntarily begin to push her body up to get her to move.

Her name escaped his lips as they each reached an uncontrollable raid of pleasure – their bodies shivering as she slowly laid down against his chest. Another condom trashed, and soon another one would be reopened.

They silently decided to take a quick break to catch their breath and get a bit of their energy back.

Ainsley heard her phone vibrating from her nightstand. She sat up so she was still sitting on Jaime’s lap and reached over to pick up her phone.

“It’s been going off for a while now,” Jaime said in a low tone.

“It’s Malorie. I need to answer it really quick.”

She slid her finger across the screen and before she could say hello, Malorie’s voice was blaring through the phone, filling the room even though she wasn’t even on speaker.

“AINSLEY MARIE KANE IT IS ALMOST MIDNIGHT AND YOU HAVE NOT CALLED ME OR ANSWERED YOUR PHONE WHAT ON EARTH…ARE YOU EVEN ALIVE…SAY SOMETHING!”

Ainsley let out a slight chuckle. “Mal, relax. I’m fine. I didn’t hear my phone going off, jeez.”

“What on Earth are you doing?”Malorie’s tone was strong and demanding.

“I’m…ummm...” she looked down at Jaime who was trying to keep his laughs quiet. “I’m sitting…”

“Okay…?” Malorie said slowly, unsure of what Ainsley meant exactly. “Oh my fucking god, Ains. Is Jaime’s dick in you? WHY DID YOU CALL ME WHILE HIS DICK IS IN YOU?”

Jaime let out a loud, booming laugh, shaking Ainsley’s body in the process. “Oh my god!” he laughed even louder. “She knows?!” he asked through his laughs.

“Good job, Mal. He can hear everything you say. And you called me, bitch,” Ainsley said with a laugh.

“JAIME GET YOUR DICK OUT OF HER WHILE WE TALK ON THE PHONE!” Malorie screamed into the phone.

Instead of listening to what Malorie had to say, Jaime reached over to the nightstand where a rope of condom wrappers sat. He pulled it over and tore one off with his teeth. He looked at Ainsley and wiggled his eyebrows and he reached under her to put the condom onto himself.

“Oh my god,” Ainsley said quietly.

“What?” Malorie asked, confused.

“I have to go, Mal. I’ll call you later.”

“Yeah, you said that last time.”

“No, I really have to go, you don’t understand,” Ainsley tried not to let out a gasp as Jaime began to move from beneath her. He jerked his head toward the nightstand to try and tell her to put the phone down. She pulled her phone away from her ear, but Malorie’s voice screamed out telling her to wait.

“Have…to…go…”

“What is wrong with you?” Malorie asked. Ainsley rolled her eyes at how stupid her friend could be sometimes.

“His dick is literally in me, Malorie, Jesus Christ, I’m hanging up because I’m not about to have sex while you’re on the phone.”

“Too late!” Jaime moaned out a bit.

“YOU’RE FUCKING DISGUSTING!” Malorie screeched with a laugh. “TELL ME HOW IT IS. BYE.”

The line went dead and Jaime reached up to pull her phone away from her and drop it onto the ground beside the bed.

“Malorie just sort of found out,” Ainsley explained as Jaime adjusted their positions. “She won’t tell anybody.”

“No more talking.” Jaime turned her so she was lying down on her left side with her body facing the wall. Jaime lay down behind her so he was spooning her. He pulled her leg up and pushed his hips forward, earning a satisfied moan to escape from Ainsley’s lips. He slowly let her leg fall back down as he continued to move.

-

They collapsed beside each other each panting heavily as sweat dripped from every pore of their bodies. Ainsley looked at the clock beside her. 2:46 in the morning. Jaime had been there since nine.

“Five hours,” Jaime breathed as if he read Ainsley’s mind.

“I’m so glad I have tomorrow off. I’m going to be so tired tomorrow,” Ainsley said quietly.

“I’m hungry,” Jaime said. “Let’s do a McDonald’s run. I need a huge fucking burger.”

“Oh my god, a Big Mac sounds perfect right now,” Ainsley said as she turned to look at Jaime’s smiling face.

“Let’s go,” Jaime said with a smile.

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, my treat,” he smiled as he sat up and quickly got dressed. Ainsley followed his actions and soon enough they were making their way out of her house and down to his car.

She gave him directions to the nearest McDonald’s. They ordered their food and Jaime drove them back to her house without needing any directions.

“You live pretty close to everything,” Jaime said as they walked up to her front door. “This is a nice area.”

“Yeah, I really like it here,” Ainsley said softly as she unlocked her front door. They walked into the house and sat down at her kitchen table.

“How far is your bakery from here?” Jaime asked as he shoved a couple of French fries into his mouth.

Ainsley picked up her soda to wash the food from her mouth before she spoke. “It’s like a mile past the McDonald’s.”

“Is it cool? Being the manager?” Jaime asked before he pulled his Big Mac up to his mouth.

Ainsley watched him as he ate – taking in every one of his features while she could. “Yeah, it’s awesome. Long hours, but its good money.”

“That’s awesome. Did you always want to have your own bakery?”

“Yes,” Ainsley blushed. “Ever since I was little.”

Jaime took a long drink of his soda. “You’re cute when you blush,” he said with a smile.

“You’re cute when you smile,” Ainsley said as she looked down to her food.

“Hey Ains?” he asked softly. “Why don’t you have a boyfriend?”

Ainsley furrowed her eyebrows. She began to feel really nervous. Could Malorie have been right about Jaime maybe wanting to try a relationship? “I don’t know. Just, don’t. Haven’t been asked on a date or anything in a while. I don’t know if I’d have the time, though. With my promotion and all. Relationships take a lot of time.” She couldn’t help but wonder what answer he was looking for. She had gone with the honest answer, but was afraid of pushing Jaime away. But then again, she didn’t need to impress him with her answer. “Why don’t you have a girlfriend?”

Jaime shrugged. “I don’t know if I really want a relationship right now. Not after my last one. Plus, with the band touring a lot, I don’t really have time, either.”

The table grew quiet after that as the two of them continued to eat in silence. After a half hour of silent eating, the two of them finished. Jaime leaned back in the seat and stretched his arms up before placing them behind his head.

“Man, I’m exhausted,” Jaime chuckled a bit.

When they weren’t in the bedroom, mentioning toward their previous times in the bedroom was so awkward. Ainsley let out a small laugh and agreed, followed by a small yawn. “Yeah, I think I’m ready to just pass out.”

“Yeah, it’s already close to four in the morning.”

“Um…do you have anywhere to be in the morning? Because you can…you can stay the night if you want to. That way you don’t have to drive all the way back home.”

Jaime bit his lip and nodded. “No, I’m free all day tomorrow. And, if that wouldn’t be too much to ask, it would be awesome if I could crash here.”

Ainsley nodded and began to pick up all of their trash. “No, it’s fine. I insist.” I insist? I insist for you to spend the night? Really, who says that? Ainsley shook her thoughts from her head as she threw away their trash. She began to make her way down the hallway, expecting Jaime to follow her, but he stopped awkwardly at the end of the hallway.

“Um, so, should I sleep on the couch? Or…?”

Ainsley stopped walking and bit her lip as she thought about it. Spending the night in her bed seemed awfully “couple-like”, but they had just spent the last five hours having sex, so sleeping on the couch seemed too friendly…she didn’t know what the in-between would be. “Um, no. You can sleep with me,” Ainsley said as she walked back into her room.

Jaime made his way down the hallway and stood awkwardly at the edge of her bed. “Um, which side do you sleep on?” he asked.

She pointed to the right side that was closest to her alarm clock as she walked to her closet and pulled out some pajamas. She pulled her shirt off and quickly removed her bra and pulled a t-shirt on over her body. She pulled down her skirt and quickly replaced it with a pair of spandex shorts.

When she turned around Jaime was pulling off his jeans. She climbed into bed and stared at the wall in front of her. Jaime climbed into the bed with his body facing the opposite direction as her. He stretched his legs out just a bit and accidentally brushed her feet with his own. She pulled her feet away at the contact and Jaime did the same. It’s not that she minded, she just felt awkward and didn’t know what else to do.

“Sorry,” Jaime mumbled quietly.

“Oh, it’s okay,” Ainsley replied. She reached over to her nightstand and plugged in her phone. “Do you need to charge your phone?” she asked.

“No, that’s okay. Thanks, though.”

The room grew quiet as the two of them tried to adjust to the entire situation. It bothered Ainsley to know that they had been as close as you can physically get just an hour before, but now they couldn’t even accidentally brush limbs when they were sharing the same bed.

“Ainsley?” Jaime asked quietly.

“Yeah?” she replied just as quiet.

“Goodnight.”

Ainsley smiled into her pillow. “Goodnight,” she replied.

Notes

Here's more Jaime and Ainsley for you guys. I'm really excited to write the next chapter; it's going to be fun :)
Thank you for the comments and such! You're all amazing - as always!

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Comments

Hey just letting you know you still have readers. I love all your stories so please update soon!

Snowhite Snowhite
4/28/16

Incredible story!!! Actually reread it right after I finished.
Please update again soon!

This story is so amazing. I love your writing and creativity with the characters. Ainsley is so relatable as a person, I love her relationship with Jaime and friendship with mal and the guys.

It's cool that she has such a motherly instinct even with her family or lack thereof. I wonder what was bothering Jaime and if we'll ever find out what happened that night with Bret.

Thanks so much for the story!!

piercingirisash piercingirisash
6/30/15

I LOVE THE UPDATE AND DON"T WORRY I'VE HAD MANY long-term absences from my stories as well. Can't wait to read some more <3

@PiercetheKatt
THANK YOU FOR YOUR COMMENTS <3
After I update my Mike story, "We Don't Make Sense," I'll be updating my Vic story: "Our Hands Are Free" :D

eliseypoo eliseypoo
4/3/15