Jake pulled me into a tight embrace, and I noticed his heart rate was all over the place, not even beating to any kind of rhythm, fast gaps, short gaps, clusters … He was even more nervous than I was, which only egged me on even further. He gasped when my fingers brushed his abdomen, undoing the belt of his jeans and then the button fly. I stepped back so he could do the same to mine and our remaining clothes were soon discarded. We faced each other, both out of breath and hesitant.
‘You are so beautiful, Tink,’ Jake said, his breath rasping in his throat as his gaze ravaged my body, so fierce, so hungry I swore I could feel it brushing over my bare flesh.
Speaking was beyond me, the rock in my throat cutting off any words, so I raised my arms, inviting Jake to hold me. He gathered me up in his eyes and lifted me, carrying me to the bed and laying me down among the rose petals. I sucked in a ragged breath and tried to tell him how much I loved him using only my eyes. His breath left him in a rush, forceful enough to disturb the petals around me, one landing in the centre of my stomach.
Jake reached for it, stroking it tenderly across my oversensitised skin. The petal left a trail of goosebumps in its wake as it travelled the length of my body with Jake’s help, before returning to where it started, only to go again. This time Jake’s lips followed the same path and I almost shot off the bed, mewling like a cat. The petal made it as far as my lips this time, and I welcomed Jake’s kiss.
Desperate for more, I grabbed his head and held him there, kissing him as if my life depended on it. His moan echoed inside my chest, spurring me to hook my legs around his hips and drag the rest of him on top of me too. The moan became a growl and I bucked beneath him. Except it did the exact opposite of what I’d hoped. Jake leaped off me and pulled up to a kneeling position, sitting between my legs.
‘W-wh-what’s wrong?’ I stammered.
‘Wrong? Nothing’s wrong.’ Jake fought for breath, his voice husky, and his face crumpling as he tried to find the words. ‘This is like all of my dreams coming true. Never in my life had I imagined I could be this … this turned on.’ He raked his hand through his hair, engaging the muscles in his chest and arms. ‘It’s a bit of a shock to the system.’
‘Oh.’ I grinned. ‘That’s OK, then. So is now a good time to ask if I can stay with you tonight?’
‘All night? What about—’
‘Sorted.’
‘Fuck … I mean, wow.’
‘Yes, please, to both, if that’s OK with you,’ I teased, laughing out loud at the deliciously wicked grin that stole over Jake’s face. ‘But don’t you need to put something on first?’ I pushed up onto my elbows and reached for the box of condoms, tossing it towards him.
All mirth disappeared from his face and left me floundering.
‘Tink, this is already the best night of my whole damn life, you don’t have to—’
‘I know,’ I said, cutting him off. ‘But it’s what I want, too.’
Jake nodded. He ripped open the box and took out a foil packet, opening it with his teeth, before rolling the condom on. He eased back on top of me, supporting the bulk of his weight in his arms, and I gasped as his skin brushed over mine. His touch electrified me, rekindling the fire burning deep inside me.
‘I love you, Jake.’ I slid my fingers into his hair and pulled him down, meshing my lips and tongue with his.
Jake’s body trembled and he pulled back.
‘I love you, too, Tink. But are you sure? There’s no going back from this. Just say the word and I’ll stop, because I’m not strong enough to resist you on my own. Not any more.’
I stared back into his eyes, so dark with desire they were completely black. My pulse was racing so hard, my body seemed to be humming. I’d surely die if he stopped now. There was nothing I’d ever wanted more. I wanted to tell him exactly that but only one word spilled out of my mouth, nothing more than a whisper. No, not even a whisper: a breath.
‘Please.’
Jake whimpered, feathering my face with kisses.
And then we became one.
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