Alrighty...I tried to get kind of smutty but I realize I didn't get very far with it. I have to be honest, it's kind of weird for me to write like that. But I did make an attempt so you guys have to give me credit for that. Also, this chapter is a little rough but I promise the next one will be better!
"Honestly, I don't know Jess," Nick started, "I'd like to think that us, together, would never end, but I'm not a fortune teller.
I don't always make the best choices in life. I would never try to intentionally hurt you."
"So it's not weird to you that we've been friends, really. good. friends. for so long and suddenly we're dating?" Jess asked.
"I guess the easiest way to explain it to you is like this: like whenever I've dated someone, no matter how much I like them or whatever, I still end up telling YOU everything I feel and stuff, like stuff I could never tell a girlfriend or even like Schmidt or Winston. And I look at it like one day, you might get married to some guy and even though you might want to be friends with me, you won't be able to keep up a close friendship because you'll be married. He'll be the guy you tell everything to. And I hate thinking about that happening someday," Nick explained as he gently stroked Jess's hand.
"So basically you want to marry me?" Jess was starting to freak out.
"No, no!" Nick exclaimed, "I mean, maybe someday or whatever, but not now! I guess I just feel like our friendship isn't enough. We have a stronger bond than that. I don't think me feeling this way for you would ever be fair to another woman."
Jess didn't know what to say. Nick was madly in love with her. She wasn't sure if she was at that level but she knew their relationship was definitely beyond just friends. The thought of Nick with someone else was an agonizing thought. She looked into his eyes and he tilted her chin up towards his face and kissed her, softly at first, but quickly intensified. He gently pushed her down onto the bed and only stopped kissing her briefly enough to slowly peel off her shirt. Jess moaned as he caressed her breast and she pulled his shirt over his head.
"I've gotta go to work," she mumbled.
"Be late," Nick said as he slipped one of his hands under her bra and expertly unhooked it with the other hand. She unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He yanked off her skirt in one swift motion.
They were both completely out of breath when it was all over. Jess couldn't help but think that this had been ten times better than what she imagined it would be and one hundred times better than any other guy she had slept with. But she also couldn't believe she had just had sex with Nick. And that he was good. REALLY good.
Nick stood up and put his pants back on. "Jess, I hope you believe me when I say this, but I have never, ever had sex before that was that incredible."
"Me either," she smiled, still laying on the bed. Even though she enjoyed every minute of it, she suddenly felt really shy. She felt like Nick now knew EVERYTHING about her. There were no secrets between them anymore. And that feeling was pretty overwhelming. Overwhelming but in a good way. Almost as though things in her life were more complete.