Chapter 26
The Thirteenth Friday
When we reached Jack’s apartment, he had me in his arms before I even had time to take off my shoes. I liked the way he held me against him, our feet shuffling toward his bedroom together.
“Is this your choice?” Jack asked, dipping his head to kiss the side of my neck beneath my ear. “Have you chosen me?”
“Yes,” I breathed, trying to hold him against my neck tighter.
He sucked on my skin, making me gasp, then lifted his head. “And you’re sure? Not just as friends? We’re together now?”
My hands shifted to his face, holding him still. “I want to be with you, Jack. Assuming you still want to be with me?”
“I’m crazy about you.” He turned his head to brush his lips against the palm of my hand. “I feel like I’m about to burst out of my skin. We should probably slow down. I can get you a drink, or we can—”
When he tried to pull away, my hands tightened on his face. “Jack. I’ve been waiting for you to kiss me all night.” The whole time we danced, our lips had been so close, but he never closed the distance. “Why haven’t you kissed me?”
His eyes dropped to my lips. “I’m afraid I’m not going to want to stop. I don’t want to rush you. We’re going to have forever, so I can—”
I made a sound in my throat and pressed my lips to his.
The kiss instantly ignited. There were no soft presses.
His hand found the back of my head, tilting it so his mouth could fuse to mine just right.
We shared a moan as our tongues met, the shallow penetration tantalizing and intense as we stroked each other.
My fingers sank into his hair, gripping him tighter when my legs went weak. I nipped his bottom lip as I came up for a gasping breath. “More,” I begged.
Jack hummed against my mouth as he took it again, shuffling us until my back found the wall. I tugged him tighter against me, wanting to be as close to him as possible. Using the wall for leverage, I wrapped my legs around his waist, arching against all that hardness just for me.
“Oh fuck,” Jack mumbled against my lips before kissing me hard.
His hands fell to my ass, finding their way beneath the short skirt of my dress to cup me over my underwear.
A shudder ran through me, and we rocked together, heat and friction igniting into something almost desperate.
I cried out into his mouth, my legs tightening around him, trying to get even closer.
“Shh, I’ve got you,” Jack murmured. “What do you want, Hailey? Do you want this to go beyond kissing?”
“Sex. I want to have sex with you.” I tugged his hair to tilt his head back. “I need you inside me. I want to feel like we’re fused together.” I captured his mouth, still not over the way we kissed. Our tongues met and stroked as we breathed each other in.
He carried me into his bedroom, tilting us until my back hit the bed, his weight resting on me in the most decadent way. His erection pressed between my legs, and I arched against it, wanting him inside of me too badly for words.
Jack broke the kiss, his breath shuddering against my lips. “Clothes first. I don’t want a quickie. I want us to see all of each other.” He eased back on his haunches, and I wondered when he’d managed to toe off his shoes.
My hands found the hem of my dress. “Mine’s easy.” I dragged it up and over my head, dropping it off the side of his bed. I leaned over to stare down at it. “I’ve been imagining my dress on your floor since I put it on,” I admitted.
“You’re so gorgeous,” Jack breathed. His gaze moved over my body, only covered by a pair of lacy underwear that had been a recent purchase.
I lifted my leg, shifting my heel toward his chest. “Help me with these?” I asked, poking him with the toe of my shoe.
Jack’s hands caressed the arch of my foot as he found the strap, undoing it. After he pulled it off, he leaned forward and kissed the bottom of my foot.
My breath trapped in my throat as my foot tingled.
I watched him do the same with the other one.
Then he slowly kissed up the inside of my leg, and I widened them to give him more room.
He stopped at my knee, mouthing it as his hands slid under my ass.
I arched up toward the air, my body clenching in anticipation of more.
His mouth slid higher, pausing on my thigh. He pulled me tighter against him and sucked hard.
“Jack!” I cried out, flexing against his hands as his hickey tightened the ache inside me.
“I get both this time.” His face turned to my other side, and he sucked hard again, making me try to writhe up against nothing.
“Jack, Jack,” I chanted.
His lips curved into a smile against me before he lifted his head.
“I love hearing you say my name. I could almost come just from that.” He pressed his nose into the wet crotch of my underwear.
“Fuck, you smell so good.” His face shifted, and he licked at the dampness.
“I want to make you come again.” His fingers dipped inside the edges of my underwear, and he tracked them down my body and off.
I was completely naked, but he still had all his clothes on except his shoes. “I want to see you, too, Jack.”
He reached behind his head, fisting the logoed T-shirt and dragging it off. His bare chest made me itch to touch him. I scrambled forward, my hands tracing his pecs and down, following the trail of hair to the top of his jeans.
“Off. Everything off,” I said, undoing the button but being more careful with the zipper. My hand moved inside to wrap around his penis.
Jack let out a soft moan, his eyes closing.
I let my hand travel along the length of him, slowly pulling him out of the gap to look at.
“You’re so thick,” I murmured, liking the smooth texture as I stroked up toward the tip. My head lowered. I let him rest on my tongue, my mouth closing in a shallow suck.
Jack’s body shook as his hands came up to sink into my hair. Instead of pulling me toward him to push in deeper, he tugged my head back, making me whine at the loss of his dick. “No more of that or I’m going to come already.”
I hummed at the idea of it. “That doesn’t sound bad to me.”
“I want to come inside you. If that’s what you want.”
The thought of that had me clenching. “I—oh.” I ducked my head, sitting back.
“Um, you probably shouldn’t. I’m not on birth control.
” My eyes shut. Neil had often complained about condoms. “I know I said—but it’s not that.
I had some trouble with pain during intercourse.
When I stopped taking the pills, the pain mostly went away.
I never went back on them after that. Sorry, I should have mentioned it sooner. ”
Jack cupped my cheeks. “That’s no problem. I’ve got us covered.” He kissed my forehead. “I’ll take care of you, Hailey. No need to worry or explain.”
“Okay,” I whispered.
Jack pushed me down to the bed, crawling on top of me. He captured my lips, kissing me into oblivion again. It wasn’t until I felt the scratch of his zipper that I remembered what I’d been doing. “Your jeans. You’re not all the way naked yet. I can—”
Jack rolled away, shoving at his clothes and wiggling until he kicked them off the bed.
He rolled back completely naked, covering me with his body.
The tickle of hair along his legs against mine felt almost as intimate as his erection pressed against me.
The length of him was trapped between our bodies, not hard against my entrance, and I tried to wriggle him in place.
Jack laughed, rubbing our noses together. “So impatient.”
“We’ve waited long enough. I want you.”
“And I want you to feel good.” His hand slipped between us, touching me. He stroked along my slit. “So wet, but you can get wetter. Let me do this for you.” He paused, staring into my eyes.
“Okay,” I murmured, my arms wrapping around his neck and pulling his forehead against mine.
His finger slid up, finding my clit and nudging it almost gently. A spark of sensation burst inside me, and my body grew still, as if trying to absorb every movement. His finger soon stroked and rubbed, creating a slow build of pressure inside me as pleasure spread through my body.
“Oh!” I gasped as he pressed a little firmer, stroking right over my clit now in a steady rhythm that drew out tremors in my legs.
“There you are. So sweet,” Jack murmured against me, staring in my eyes. “Kiss me, Hailey.”
I latched on to his lips gratefully, smothering the grunt building in my throat. The stillness inside me grew, with my only focus on the building ache that was making me shake against him. When the clenching pulses took over, my eyes slid shut as I absorbed the orgasm he’d given me so easily.
His finger drew away, and I opened my eyes, realizing our lips rested against each other as we shared the same breath.
“So beautiful, love,” he murmured.
My hands slid through his hair. “How did you do that?”
He lifted his head, searching my eyes. “Do what? Give you an orgasm?”
“I don’t orgasm. At least, I didn’t, but you got me there so fast.” My heart thrummed in my chest when he smiled and rubbed our noses together.
“I paid attention last time, but I think our timing is just right. You trust me fully. Not just trust, but you’re comfortable with me, right?”
I was lying naked under him, and I couldn’t think of any concerns at all. “It’s you, Jack. I’m with you. I’m okay if I’m with you.”
His hand grazed the edge of my hair, brushing along my forehead.
“Your trust lets all those thoughts in here slow down. Let’s test my theory.
” He shifted down my body, his mouth finding my neck, teasing at it and sending a new shiver through me.
“I’m going to try to get you there again.
” He continued lower, pausing above my breasts and pulling my nipple into his mouth.
He sucked on it, rebuilding the ache below.