Chris helped Jess to sit back down in his flat, as he sat next to her. "You feel any better now?"
She nodded dimly. "I guess so."
"You sure?" He placed a hand on her back, rubbing her there slightly. "He didn't touch you, did he?"
"I don't think so."
"I don't want you covering up for him, Jess." He warned. "That won't get you anywhere."
"I've told you, haven't I? Nothing happened." She sharply pulled away from him, getting up in an attempt to avoid any further contact. She'd hoped he'd suddenly changed the way he felt towards her, but he obviously hadn't if he was accusing her of lying.
"I just wanna be sure, that's all." Chris got up, going over to her and placing his hands on her arms. "I don't want you hurt."
Jess said nothing, but felt the contact send a jolt through her; not only that, but he pressed his body into her back from behind. That was contact that was causing her to ache inside.
"If I ever let you get hurt…" He made her turn to look at him, taken aback at a few tears glistening in her eyes. He gasped at the sight of it. "I didn't mean to upset you."
"I don't know why you act like this."
"Act like what?"
She shook her head dimly. "Like you can flick yourself on and off like a switch." She noticed him tilt his head attentively, as if it was something he wanted to hear from her. "That isn't fair on me, Chris." She made to go, when he didn't let go of her wrist and pulled her back towards him.
"No, Jess, it isn't fair on you and I'm sorry." He quietly noted, prompting her to gaze at him shakily. "I'm sorry I get so confused with my feelings."
"Don't do it." She quietly protested, although inwardly waiting for him to kiss her. "Unless you really want it."
"I do want it." Chris slid up against her, moving his hands to her hips. "I've wanted it for a very long time."
"I thought you like your women grown up." Jess quipped teasingly, shivering all over as he cupped her face and skimmed a thumb over her cheek.
"But you are grown up," he noted, his bright blue eyes melting into hers, "enough for me, anyway."
Their lips softly connected, and she closed her eyes as he wrapped his arms around her. She gasped as his lips pressed into her neck, and raked her fingers through the dark hair at the back of his head.
They swiftly withdrew, breaking the kiss.
"How was that?" Jess asked him, sensing his body quiver with excitement against her.
"Good…really good." He faintly admitted, as she stroked him under his jaw, drawing him further into her. "I don't wanna sound like a perv, but…"
She smiled softly. "You wanna take this somewhere else?"
He nodded shyly. "I was thinking maybe we could take this further in bed."
The two of them wrapped themselves around each other, and she leant on top of him, lowering her lips down onto his for a soft kiss.
"So how does that compare with last time?" She asked him teasingly.
"Oh…certainly better." Chris felt the pleasure course through him as waves that almost sent him to sleep. Never before had he felt so good after making love to anyone else. "You aim to please."
Jess smiled seductively, tracing the faint line of his sternum downwards with her index finger. She looked over at the time, feeling her muscles ache at the thought of having to go back home and to sleep in her own bed with no one else. "I really wish I didn't have to go back there."
"You don't have to." He pulled her closer to him, obviously enjoying the contact between them. "If you wanna stay, you can."
She gazed into his bright blue eyes, taken aback at the warmth in them for what colour they were. "But I don't want mum finding out about us."
"Jess, we can do this without your mum finding out." He assured her. "She just doesn't have to know who you're with."
"But you should know her better than anyone, Chris." She stated. "She has her ways of getting the truth out of people."
"Well, she can try her luck." He smirked playfully. "She won't find out, you have my word."
She closed her eyes as Chris softly kissed the top of her head; she nestled her nose against his chest, taking in a seductively sweet yet musky scent on his skin.
He raked his fingertips through her long, perfectly straight red hair, feeling the exhaustion from the excitement catch up with him. "We should go to sleep now."
Jess gazed up at him, pouting slightly.
He couldn't help but find that funny, if not a little cute. "What's that look for?"
"Are you not up for another go?"
He laughed a little. "You're like a rabbit. I've never known anyone like you." He was gradually finding it hard to keep his eyes open. "I'm getting fairly tired. Plus, I work and you don't, so I have a reason to be tired."
"Going to school is work though."
"If you wanna be technical about it." Chris went to turn the lights off. "Close your eyes now."
She nestled closer to him as he switched the lights off, pulled the blankets over both of them and then both went to sleep together.
The next morning.
Chris woke up in amongst the sunlit blankets; he recoiled a little at feeling the bright rays hit his eyes, and it took him a short time to adjust to it.
He sensed a warm body nestled up against his, and he peered to his right side, seeing Jess pressed up to him, with her arms wrapped around him.
She stirred slightly in her sleep, as he gently swept her long red hair back; it was unbelievably long, and he was sure that since he'd known her, she hadn't had it cut. Not that it bothered him; he always liked her hair like that, as it was in such immaculate condition and felt like silk as he touched it.
Her eyes fluttered open and she peered up at him dimly.
"You're awake then." He smiled softly, watching her sit up in bed and rub the sleep out of her eyes.
"What's the time?"
"Just gone ten." Chris placed a hand on her back. "I didn't know when you wanted to go back to your mum's…"
"I don't wanna stay here any longer than I should."
"It's not a problem." He smirked. "Stay for as long as you want."
Jess peered out of the window. It was an extremely nice day, outwardly. She betted any money that as soon as they both got out, it would be colder than it seemed.
"We can go out somewhere if you wanted to." He suggested, almost instinctively reading her mind. "Being as it is a sunny day."
"But…where?"
