She’d ruined it. Her stream of nonsense and nervous chatter had killed the moment.
‘Will you do something for me?’
‘Sure?’ She felt her body close in on itself ever so slightly, preparing itself for rejection. ‘Is everything all right?’
In one fluid motion, he switched their positions, pulling her underneath him. The full weight of his body was now pressing into hers, one hand on her lower back, lifting her up to meet him. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around him and felt an entirely new world of desire open up inside her.
‘I want you to promise me,’ he whispered into her ear, ‘that whatever you do, you won’t overthink this.’
‘I won’t.’ She sighed, finally surrendering as his mouth trailed down her chest, his hands clawing at her skin. ‘I promise I won’t.
‘Good. Because for the rest of the night, I don’t want you to be thinking at all …’
Olivia
Olivia had been staring at him for the past three minutes. At first it was simply to make sure he was real and not a figment of her imagination, then it was to check he was breathing, and now … now it was simply because …
Her mind flashed back to last night. The way he held her. His eyes never leaving hers as they moved over one another. Wave after wave rising up inside her, filling every inch until she couldn’t hold back any longer. Her body ached with the memory of it: the most raw and messy yet perfect night of her life.
Jacob took a deep breath in and turned over. The side of his face fell directly into the stream of honeyed sunshine that bathed the entire room. How beautiful he looked. How peaceful. She couldn’t help but steal another glance at his sleeping face.
‘If you’re checking to see if I’m alive, don’t worry.’ He began to stir. ‘You may have exhausted me last night, but you didn’t kill me.’
Olivia, mortified at being caught staring, tried to turn herface away. But it was too late. Before she had the chance, Jacob was wide-eyed and awake, staring right back at her.
‘You look so cute when you blush.’
‘I’m not blushing.’
‘Must be the light then.’ He took a finger and stroked her cheek gently. ‘Did you sleep OK? I wasn’t keeping you awake with my snoring, was I?’
Only for an hour and a half.
‘No, you didn’t make a sound.’
‘That’s good. And how many times did you wake up to check I was still breathing?’
‘Once …’ She snuggled down deeper into the covers. ‘Or maybe three times.’
‘Ha! I knew it.’ He smirked, casually throwing his arm across her side. ‘Hoping that you wouldn’t have to wake up and do the whole awkward, “I’m sorry, Jacob. I had such a nice time last night, but if you ever come near me again, I’ll kill you” conversation? I guess itwouldbe easier if I was dead.’
‘Of course not.’ She tentatively reached her hand to his. ‘And please don’t say that.’
‘Sorry.’ He tilted his head closer to hers, the memory of his kisses making her lips tingle with anticipation. ‘I didn’t mean it like that.’
Olivia’s heart grew larger in her chest, as he tucked a stray piece of hair behind her ear.
‘So, you wouldn’t be totally repulsed if I asked to kiss you again? Even though I haven’t done my very thorough and hygienic teeth-cleaning-with-the-finger routine?’
Olivia rolled her eyes, whilst pushing her hips forward into him. The combination of exasperation and desire was a totally new sensation for her. ‘I guess I’ll allow it.’
‘How kind of you.’ He smiled and then kissed her very gently on the mouth.
Her insides instantly liquified, and she was surprised when they finally pulled apart that she was still, in fact, a solid object.
‘Now, tell me, what’s on the agenda for today, Miss Jackson? Because I’d be foolish to think that you don’t already have a plan that I’m going to have to try and squeeze myself into.’
‘Funny you should say that …’ She began to play nervously with the edge of the sheet. ‘But I realized this morning—’
