Chapter 18
18
A lex
Back in college, I had a few one-night stands. With Jake, though, I don’t know if I want it to just be a one-time thing, but that’s a thought for another day. All I know is that I want him, and yes, maybe the alcohol is making me bold, but I do want him.
“Are you sure about this?” he asks, almost panting.
My gaze shifts from his worried smile down his broad chest and impressive abs to his hard cock. He wants me as much as I do him.
I force myself to meet his gaze again. “Yes,” I whisper.
He leans in closer, his warm breath tingling on my skin as he captures my lips with his own. The kiss is soft at first, a tentative exploration of desire, but soon it ignites into a fierce flame of passion. His hands roam freely over my body, tracing every curve and dip with a hunger that matches my own.
I feel myself melting into him, losing all sense of time and place as the world fades away, leaving only the two of us entwined in this moment of raw need. Every caress sends shivers down my spine, awakening a fire within me that I never knew existed.
He deepens the kiss, his tongue stroking against mine as his hands trace patterns on my back. I can’t help but moan softly into his mouth, the sensation overwhelming me. At this moment, I feel invincible, alive, and completely alive as he kisses me all over my body.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmurs against my skin, the words sending shivers through me.
His fingers trace the line of my jaw, moving to cup my face tenderly. He gazes into my eyes, and I see the depth of his emotions mirrored in his gaze. I feel a surge of love, desire, and need all rolling into one.
He pulls away slightly, looking into my eyes intently. “I want you so much,” he whispers hoarsely. “Are you sure about this?”
I laugh. “How many times are you going to ask me that?”
“I want to know that you haven’t changed your mind.”
“I haven’t, and I won’t,” I assure him.
I hold my breath, waiting for his next touch, my heart pounding in anticipation.
Suddenly, his mouth is on my neck, leaving a trail of feather-light kisses that send a ripple of pleasure up my spine. His hands move to the small of my back, pulling me closer to him. I feel his desire coursing through him, and it only fuels the fire within me.
He moves lower, his lips grazing my collarbone as his hands snake around my waist, his fingertips grazing my lower back.
As he kisses his way down, I can feel myself coming undone, my body trembling with anticipation. His fingers dance across my stomach, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. I watch him through half-lidded eyes, transfixed by his hunger for me.
He squeezes one breast, his mouth claiming my other nipple. I arch my back, enjoying the feel of him on one of my most sensitive body parts.
Jake slides his hands down and begins to gently massage my thighs, making my breath catch in my throat. His fingers trace the curve of my hips, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through me.
His hands finally reach my inner thighs, and he gently parts them with his fingers. I tremble with anticipation as his face gets closer and closer to my core.
His tongue darts out, teasing my clitoris with feathery licks. I gasp and press myself against him, needing more. He obliges, sucking my clitoris gently into his mouth and circling it with his tongue. My knees almost give out from the intense pleasure radiating from my core.
He continues his ministrations, his tongue darting in and out of my folds, teasing me and making me moan with pleasure. His fingers play with my clitoris, rubbing and flicking it in a way that sends shivers of delight coursing through my body.
I’m panting now, lost in the sensations of his expert touch. My entire body feels alive.
I can’t take it anymore. I’m already so turned on, and the anticipation is killing me. I need to feel his touch now.
“Please, Jake,” I beg, my voice a husky whisper. “I need you.”
He looks up into my eyes, his expression tender and filled with desire. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I gasp, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I catch my breath. “I need you, Jake.”
He smiles, the expression filling me with warmth and affection. Then, he moves his hands to my waist, and with a swift motion, he pulls me closer to him until our bodies are flush against each other.
The feel of his hardness against me sends a jolt of electricity through me, and I can’t help but moan softly. With one swift motion, he pushes his hard cock deep inside me.
I moan loudly as he enters me completely, sending my body into a state of pure bliss. My inner walls clench around him, wanting more of his touch.
His hands grip my hips firmly, pulling me closer with each thrust. His hips move in a rhythm that is in sync with my pulsating heartbeat. My breath hitches with each thrust as he fills me up, both physically and emotionally.
He whispers into my ear, “You feel so good, so right.” His voice is low and velvety, and I can’t help but feel even more connected to him.
The sensation of him moving inside me, the sound of our bodies slapping together, the feel of his arms around me… it’s all too much. I know I’m close to the edge, and I want to take him with me.
“Jake,” I moan, “I’m so close. Please, don’t stop.”
“I won’t,” he promises.
His thrusts are slow and deliberate, as if he’s relishing every moment of being inside me. I moan, writhing beneath him, my hands gripping his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as I pull him closer.
Jake’s thrusts become harder and faster, each one pushing me closer and closer to the edge. He reaches around and begins to play with my clitoris, his fingers moving in a rhythm that perfectly syncs with his hips. I scream out in pleasure, my body convulsing with each thrust.
Jake’s thrusts become erratic, his body trembling as he battles to hold back his own orgasm. I can feel his heat building inside him, and I know that he’s as close as I am. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer still, and my muscles clench as my orgasm washes over me.
I cry out in ecstasy, my entire body shaking with the intensity of the pleasure. Jake can’t hold back any longer, his body shuddering as he finds his release within me. He collapses on top of me, our bodies still entwined, panting heavily as we both bask in the afterglow of our passionate embrace.
The room is filled with the sound of our ragged breathing, and the scent of our mingled sweat fills the air. I can feel the dampness of our skin against each other, and the stickiness of our fluids clinging to our bodies. Despite the mess we’ve made, I feel alive and beautiful.
Jake’s arms wrap around me, his hand gently stroking my hair as he whispers softly into my ear. “You’re amazing, you know that?”
“So are you,” I reply, my voice just as soft and breathy.