Always and Forever (40 page)

“Jake, we should go inside.”

I’m so breathless, trying to evade his merciless kisses;
the dangerous ones that make me forget my own name. I can scarcely control myself
when I’m around him. It doesn’t matter what he does to me, I’ll always end up
surrendering myself to him.

 Jake ignores my request to go inside, only increasing
the pressure of his hand in my hair, tilting my neck towards him for easier
access.  

“Bethany, you drive me insane. Everything about you turns
me on and now that I know what you taste like… God help me, I need to taste you
again. Can I?”

I moan into his mouth, remembering what it felt like when
he pleasured me so intimately. It’s so easy to recall how his tongue felt
inside of me; I’ve never felt so sexy in my entire life. Jake always manages to
make me feel beautiful.

“You can.”

 I try to rub myself against him, hoping to entice him
into taking me inside.

“I don’t think I’d be able to stop myself from tasting you,
even if you said no. I have to be with you again, Bethany. I need to make you
come. Please don’t deny me that.” He growls, grabs hold of my thighs which are
still locked around his waist and presses his arousal against me.

I’m about to demand that Jake put me down so that we can go
inside when he turns us around and strides towards the house, only putting me
down when we reach the front door.

“I need to get the key.” I say, hating the fact that I
didn’t insist on getting it straight away.

“Be quick.” He orders, holding my chin between his fingers
and brushing his lips against mine.

I walk away from him on legs that tremble, there are
butterflies in my stomach and my heart is beating so rapidly in anticipation of
what’s to come.

Jake’s leaning against the wall when I return. I allow
myself a moment to take in his attire and gorgeous appearance. He’s wearing a
white T-shirt which fits him perfectly. I can see the muscles in his arms and
how toned his stomach is through his clothing. My excitement begins to build
when he walks over to me. He stands directly in front of me, stroking his
fingers through my hair and playing with the strands as it falls between them.
There’s so much devotion in his eyes when he looks at me and it takes my breath
away. It takes my breath away because I never thought anybody would ever look
at me the way that Jake does

“How do you do that?” I wonder out loud.

“Do what?”

“A couple of minutes ago you were all over me, you were
practically dragging me upstairs. Now you’re looking at me with adoration, as
though I’m the most divine thing on this earth.”

“You are and I’ll always adore you but I’m only human.
Sometimes it’s really hard for me to remain in control around you. I want you
so badly, even more than I did before because I now know how amazing we are
together.”

 I stand up on my tiptoes and kiss his cheek. It’s
chaste and innocent, the most virtuous type of kiss and yet I still feel the
raging fire inside of me ignite. I want more.  With Jake I’ll always need
more.

“Shall we go inside?” I take hold of his hand and unlock
the front door, making our way into the hallway.

“What did you tell your mum? That you were visiting Amy
again?”

“Yeah, I hate lying to her but I know I can’t tell her the
truth.” I shrug, knowing that it’s hopeless.

“I know you hate lying to her, baby. I promise you this
won’t last forever. All of the lying and sneaking around is just temporary.”

He’s so resolute and determined; I wish I shared Jake’s
optimism. Unfortunately, I’ve resigned myself to the life I lead. This time
with Jake is a luxury for me, it’s sacred and I will cherish it for the rest of
my life but I don’t ever imagine this could one day be my life. Dreams never
really come true.

“I can’t stop thinking about last night.” I say softly,
closing the gap between us.

 Jake’s hand reaches out and gently runs his thumb
over my bottom lip. I open my mouth, circling my lips around it and causing him
to inhale sharply. I suck methodically on his tongue, gazing up at him the
whole time so I can observe every single reaction.

“Baby girl, you
have
to stop or I’ll end up taking
you against the wall right here.” He warns me.

“Is that a promise?” I ask, kissing the tip of his thumb
one more time before releasing it from my mouth.

“I promised myself that I wouldn’t start pressuring you
into anything and now that we’ve had sex, I don’t want you to think that it’s
expected or all I want from you.”

“I don’t think that at all.” I reassure him, taking his
hands in mine and interlacing our fingers.

“You sure about that? ‘Cause the way I acted just now was
wrong. I’ll be honest, it’s really hard for me to keep my hands off you but I
need you to know that sex isn’t what this about for me. Last night was the
greatest night of my life. I couldn’t sleep from thinking about it, from
thinking about us and how sensational you were.”

I press my finger against his lips, halting his speech.

“Jake, I know. You don’t have to convince me of anything.”

“What I’m trying to say is, no matter how badly I want to be
with you again. No matter how desperate I am to recreate what we had yesterday,
I’m also willing to wait. It’s important for me to let you know that you’re the
one in control here; I’m not forcing you into anything.

“Jake, you can shut up now.”

 I feel like we’ve done enough talking. All I want to
do is recreate the magnificent moment we shared last night. I decidedly lead
him up the stairs, amazed that I don’t even need to fake my confidence anymore.
Is comes natural to me because I know exactly what I want and what I want is
Jake.

Leading the way into my bedroom, I stand before him. His
eyes widen in amazement when I begin to remove my clothes. I remain still,
allowing his gaze to travel over my body and I surprise myself by the fact that
I don’t even flinch. I’m completely naked in front of him but in no way do I
feel self-conscious.

“I’ve got to be the luckiest son of a bitch alive.” He
mutters to himself, shaking his head incredulously.

 I quietly walk over towards him, running my fingers
down his chest, delighting in the incredible muscles I can feel through his
shirt. I raise my eyes to look at him, emboldened by the smouldering heat in
his eyes. 

“Kiss me.” I beg him softly.

“You don’t even have to ask.” He whispers, caressing my
cheek with the palm of his hand.

 I close my eyes, awaiting the feel of his lips on
mine. A loud moan escapes my lips when he traces his tongue along the length of
my bottom lip. He nibbles on it gently before allowing our tongues to finally
meet.  

“Make love to me, Jake.” I whisper, breaking away from his
intoxicating kiss.

His strong hands move from either side of my face down
towards my chest. His steady gaze is locked onto mine, causing my breathing to
increase and my chest to rise and fall with each breath.

“I don’t even have the words to describe how astonishingly
radiant you are. I truly am one enviable bastard.”

He moves towards me again and I almost stop breathing
altogether when his fingers finally touch my skin, putting me out of misery.
His fingertips lovingly stroke my arms and before moving onto my waist. My body
is tingling and trembling in anticipation. I’m yearning to feel his hands on me
again and I know my frustration will be apparent to him but he still tortures
me by making me wait.

The agonising pleasure Jake’s fingers bring me when they
touch between my legs is unexplainable. I bite my lip, trying to contain my
erotic cries of pleasure that are longing to escape from my throat.

“More.” I beg him, rocking back and forth against the
steady rhythm his fingers are creating.

“Don’t try to hide those sound on my account, baby. I want
to hear you. You’re so wet for me, so responsive. It drives me crazy knowing
how badly you want me.”

His fingers continue to caress me and I find myself closing
my eyes, wanting to lose myself to the exquisite sensation of Jake touching me.
There’s something so wanton and outrageous about me standing here entirely
naked and vulnerable whilst Jake is fully clothed. It symbolises the fact that
he remains in complete control of me; something I have come to realise is a
huge turn on for me. I trust Jake with my life and I’ve never felt as safe as I
do when I’m with him.

He slides two of his fingers inside of me and I feel myself
clench around him. My body is much more accepting of him than it was yesterday;
it no longer denies him and I’m now more familiar to the intrusion his
penetration brings.

However, what Jake does next takes me by complete surprise.
He eases his fingers out of me and fixes his intense gaze on my face. My mouth
falls open in shock as I watch Jake bring his fingers up to his lips, enclosing
his mouth around them and tasting my arousal. I’ve never witnessed anything so
sensual or seductive and I’m left feeling absolutely speechless, gaping up at
him in amazement.

“I can’t believe you just did that.” I say incredulously.

“You taste so fucking good; I told you I couldn’t wait to
do that again.” He grins at me mischievously, enjoying my dumbfounded
expression.

“What?” I ask him, not in on the joke.

“Well, now that I’ve been reminded how incredibly sweet you
are, I’m going to have to taste you a second time.”

 Before I even have a chance to respond to him, he
pushes me back onto the bed. My legs are left hanging over the side and Jake
eagerly kneels before me. I support my upper body by propping myself up on my
elbows, wanting to be able to see his face. He looks up at me and winks, oozing
confidence and self-assurance. This only provokes my previous insecurities and
I try to rid my mind of the niggling concerns I have about his sexual
experience and capabilities.

His eyes burn fiercely, ablaze with such an ardent,
all-consuming desire for me. Knowing how badly Jake wants me, knowing how
attractive and appealing I am to him helps me feel brazen and unashamed. I let
my legs fall open for him, inviting his affection and encouraging his desire.

“Jake, I need you.” I moan, moving my hips closer towards
him, desperate to make contact with his lips.

“You are so beautiful, baby.” He says reverently, grabbing
hold of my hips and pulling me even closer towards him. He doesn’t take his
eyes from mine as his tongue sensuously glides down the centre of me, tasting
my arousal for him. I fist the quilt beneath me, almost delirious with longing.
His tongue languorously makes love to me, plunging inside over and over again.
I arch my back, craving so much more of this exquisite feeling. Jake is the
only one who can do this to me, he somehow manages to transport me to a
dreamlike, serene world where nothing and no one else exists. The liberated
exhilaration that crashes through me is out of this world. 

When the sensations become too powerful, when I feel like
my body can’t take much more of this relentless teasing, I try to shift my body
away from him. Jake doesn’t take too kindly to my avoidance and tightens his
hold on my thighs, firmly keeping me in place.

A familiar and exquisite awareness of what’s about to
happen consumes me. I writhe and twist my body on the bed, yearning for more. I
move my hands from the quilt I’ve been clutching the whole time into Jake’s
hair, lovingly running my fingers through it and rocking myself against his
mouth.

“Jake, I’m so… I’m so…” I pant hungrily.

“Are you close, baby?” He groans, encouraging my wild
movements against him.

“Yes, don’t stop.” I plead with him.

His fingers join his tongue, thrusting inside of me whilst
his mouth latches onto my clitoris. Within moments, my body starts to shake and
contract, a result of the internal explosion that just erupted inside of me. I
fill the room with my cries and moans of fulfilment, not even remotely
concerned about the volume of my sounds.

His hands release their firm grip on my thighs, gliding up
the rest of my body. I shudder involuntarily, still so sensitive and responsive
to his touch.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of making you come.” He
says intently, supporting his weight on his elbows and gazing down at me with
affection.