“Okay.” He braced his weight with his hands as he searched my eyes. “But why do you look like you’re about to cry?”
I swallowed, my lips parting. “I’m worried you won’t do it,” I whispered. “Don’t you want to?”
His eyes squeezed shut as his breath shuddered out. “More than anything.” One of his hands moved between us, positioning the head of his penis against my slit. He opened his eyes, locking them on mine. “I want you so much I ache with howhard I am, but I don’t want to hurt you. Keep your eyes on me, love.”
My legs wrapped around his body, and he sank a little inside of me. “Jack,” I breathed, rocking toward him.
“Oh fuck. It feels so good already.” His weight held me down, keeping me from arching. “Keep still. We’ll take it slow.”
“I need you, Jack,” I told him, my hands caressing his shaking shoulders.
He groaned as he pushed forward. The friction of him parting me as he slid deeper set my nerve endings on fire. His eyes were so intense as they stayed on my face. He kept pushing until the fullness inside me became a blissful surrender, and I loosened around him, letting him settle against me even more.
There was a fluttering down there as my body clenched around him, as if trying to draw him even deeper.
“Fuck. Oh God, Hailey.” Jack’s forehead lowered against mine as a shudder shook his body. His jaw clenched, and his face turned away as he swallowed hard.
“Jack.” His name was like a prayer on my lips. My hands shifted over the taut skin of his arms until they could slide up his neck before burying in his hair. I pulled his face back to mine. There was a desperation in his eyes that set me on fire. “It feels so good.”
His breath whooshed out of him. “Good doesn’t cover it. It feels…” He gave up, rubbing our noses together. “I’m going to go slow. If anything doesn’t feel right—”
I kissed his mouth, and he rocked inside of me before his body grew still and stiff. “Just kiss me, Jack. Kiss me and let go.”
He let out a broken sound, sealing my lips with his as he began to move. His slow drag out of me followed by the fullness of his push inside sent a throbbing through my body. I moaned into his mouth, and his arms slid under me until he was holding me. Then we were moving together, our mouths locked, our bodies arching in a slowly increasing rhythm.
Each movement together tweaked my nipples; every slide ratcheted up the sensation. I couldn’t think, could only feel. Our bodies became one with each other. Each thrust added friction and heat. He clutched at me, as if he too was trying to get just that little bit closer, even as his body moved in a rhythm that drove everything else from my mind.
I tugged on his hair as I stroked his tongue with mine, and he cried out, his thrusts changing. The force of his next thrust shifted me higher on the bed and his arms grew even tighter around me, holding me in place.
His mouth broke from mine as he grunted and strained, sweat sliding along his temple and shining on his skin.
“Hailey!” he cried, his eyes wide and desperate on mine. “Oh God.” His body shook as he pushed inside me.
My body throbbed as it strained toward him. It was intense, but it wasn’t like the times I’d orgasmed. “Jack!” I cried, trying to hold him against me tighter.
One of his hands fumbled between our bodies, rubbing my clit. The ache inside spiraled tighter. He moaned as his penispulsed. His fingers pinched my clit, and suddenly I was thrown over an edge of sensation I hadn’t even realized I was near. My body clenched rhythmically around him as the peak took over everything I knew, sapping the last of my strength. The thrusts of his hips stuttered as he grunted again, his penis giving another couple of throbs before he grew still.
He collapsed on top of me, his face burrowing into the side of my neck. The orgasm still sent twitches through my body, a living pulse of memory.
His arms wrapped around me, and he rolled us onto our sides, making it easier for me to take a full breath. He kissed my lips, a gentle brush of a caress, and my eyes opened. As he studied me, the crinkles near his eyes formed that I loved so much.
“Wow,” I murmured.
His lips spread in a matching smile. “Yeah.” He released me, his hand moving to his penis to hold the condom in place as he withdrew from my body. He rolled out of bed, lurching a bit as he headed to the bathroom.
I closed my eyes, too tired to do anything but lie there. Warmth pressed between my legs as he washed me, then it seemed like I blinked and he was crawling back into bed, spooning me from behind as his arms wrapped me up close.
My eyes opened, drifting over his white dresser and the parts of his room I could see. “I’ve never had sex quite like that,” I told him, melting into his body.
“Same. It was better than anything I’ve experienced before.” His lips grazed my ear. “It’s because I was with you.”
“Yeah,” I agreed. I stroked my fingers over his. A peace I’ve never known settled inside me.
“I know it’s too soon for the words, but I’m in this, Hailey.” Jack’s breath feathered my hair. “My emotions are all wrapped up in you. I wasn’t kidding about imagining a future together. I’m hoping for forever. We’ll take it slow, but I can’t picture anything else.”
My fingers linked with his. “I’m all wrapped up in you, too,” I admitted.
His body lost its tension, softening against mine.
