Ch 7
After midnight, when all the food and drinks were gone, and everyone had talked until they were hoarse, the guests started dispersing to the various bedrooms and guest house on the grounds. Dan, Att, Jake and Amy were the last to go to bed. The four of them had offered to clean up the final party trash. Eventually, Dan and Atticus headed upstairs to the third floor to their rooms. As soon as they were out of sight, Jake sprang up from his stool in the kitchen and strode over to Amy who was already up out of her chair. Her heart was beating a million miles a second. He crashed his mouth down on hers. His hands came up and gently cupped her face. Amy couldn't breath and her head was swimming. She started toward the back staircase leading upstairs from the kitchen. Jake hesitated, still kissing her, but pushing back on her. Amy's hands slipped to his chest and gently pushed him toward the staircase, all while kissing him.
"Aim," Jake mouthed around her kiss, "are we really going to do this?"
"Mmhhmm," Amy mouthed back.
Jake stopped kissing her and leaned his head back just enough to see her face. He scanned her features intently, looking for any sign of hesitation. She had that fierce, Amy Cahill, look; the one that meant business. His concerned face slowly changed into a sly smile. We really are! He thought to himself. He mashed his lips back on hers and began to back toward the staircase as fast as he dared. The climb up the staircase was slow as they stopped every few steps to come together and kiss. When they finally made it to the top of the stairs, Jake bent forward and Amy jumped up into his arms. Jake walked the two of them down the hallway toward the Master Bedroom, continuing their passionate kissing as they went.
Amy reached behind her at the door and swung it open. "Lights at 30%" she spoke to the room. "Security off," she added; nobody needed a live feed in the comm. center of what was about to happen in this room. A single 'ping' sounded somewhere nearby.
"Oh god, I forgot about security, glad you remembered," Jake mouthed into Amy's ear as he walked backward across the palatial room toward the bed.
"Wait a minute, we're both covered in chlorine," Amy said looking down at her swim cover up and bikini. Jake was already out of his shirt and had his hands on the waistband of his trunks. "I think we should shower first," she said with a seductive smile.
Jake's head rolled back and he let out a slow breath. Wet. Naked. Amy. Yes, please. She took off toward the bathroom pulling off her swim cover up as she went. She stepped into the enormous shower and turned on the overhead rain shower head. He had never been in here before. The jets on the wall and the overhead shower were so amazing; the tile was even back lit so none of the overhead lights had to be on.
Amy was standing in the water facing him as he joined her. She slowly reached behind her to unclasp her bikini top, then removed it. Jake reached out and cupped her breasts in his hands. They felt so soft and warm. Amy gently slid her bikini bottoms down until she could kick them off. Jake had to backup a step to really take in all of her beautiful, wet body. He gazed up and down at Amy and gave a guttural moan. "Ames, you are so beautiful." Jake's hands slid to his own waistband and slowly lowered his trunks until he could kick them off. Amy stepped up to Jake, letting the water form rivulets between their bodies. She wouldn't have thought it possible to find Jake any more attractive, but holy-sweet-Jesus, he was jacked, and hung. Amy's heart did a flip-flop as Jake began to kiss her in earnest. She didn't want their first time to be in the shower, so she turned and flipped the water off. Jake grabbed two towels but Amy skipped drying herself off and simply wrapped the towel around her hair. As she walked back to the bedroom, Jake couldn't help but watch as she walked away. He smiled, dropped his towel and headed right after her, this was shaping up to be an amazing night.