"You must be tired too." I glance over in his direction as he slides his
keys from his pocket as we approach the car.
"Pretty much," he nods with a sigh.
"I can drive."
"Sam."
"Come on," I take the keys from his hands and open the car door for him to sit in the passenger side. I move around to the driver's seat and quickly get situated before heading back to my apartment.
I glance over when I hear a soft snoring coming from Jack. I can't help but smile and admire how peaceful he looks when he's asleep.
We pull up in front of my apartment and the moment the car stops, Jack wakes up. I turn off the car and hit the trunk button before stepping out into the street. Jack grabs my bag and I shut the trunk.
"I can carry it," I point out.
"I know you can," he nods and follows me up the stairs.
I unlock the door and flip on the lights. I slip out of Jack's jacket and head into the kitchen to put on some coffee.
"Decaf or regular?" I eye him as he glances around, taking in the place before answering.
"Regular—I need to be able to drive home tonight."
"Right," I nod, glancing into the cabinets and pulling out the coffee along with two cups. "Take a seat," I suggest, eyeing the couch. "I'll be in there in a minute."
Jack does as told and soon I head into the living room to sit beside him. "You have a nice place."
"Oh, yeah," I laugh softly. "You want the tour?" Jack eyes me curiously, as if to question that there's more to the place. "I know it's small, but it's just me," I remind him.
I walk him around the living room, pointing out the view to the park across the street and then show him down the hallway towards my bedroom.
He stands outside the room, glancing in and taking in its surroundings.
"You can come in," I laugh softly, taking a seat on the bed and letting my legs dangle off the edge.
He doesn't say anything but steps inside and glances around at the pictures on the wall. I move up behind him. "That's my sister," I say as I point to the photo he's glancing at.
"She looks a lot like you."
"Just the freckles."
"I like the freckles," he responds, turning to catch my gaze. I feel myself smiling and my skin turning a light shade of pink from just the way he's looking at me. He draws his finger to my cheek, softly touching my skin before drawing his fingers into my hair as he pushes it out of the way.
I close my eyes, feeling my skin tingle, and I exhale a soft breath. "That feels really good." He trails his fingers down the side of my neck and slowly I shift around, allowing him to continue down between my breasts. "Jack," I whisper, feeling my chest rise and fall with each breath I take.
My eyes lock with his as I lean into his body, slowly drawing my tongue along his lips and into his mouth. I back him up against the wall and feel his body pressing into mine.
Our lips part and I feel his heavy breathing on my neck. "You," he pauses, trying to word a coherent sentence. "We," I kiss him again, not letting him get any further with his thoughts. I tug on his tie, dragging him towards my bed before loosening it and pulling it from his neck.
My mouth moves down his neck, as my fingers work on the buttons of his shirt. The shirt slides off his shoulders and I playfully push him onto the bed, climbing above his body, hovering and waiting to kiss him.
"You going to tease me all night?" he questions, leaning up to kiss me, as his hand inches its way up my shirt, brushing against my exposed skin. He's slow at this dance—wanting to savior every moment, every touch, and every glance.
I move my hands to my waist, lift my shirt over my head and toss it to the floor. Jack's eyes move from mine down over my body as I lean down and kiss him again.
We roll around and I feel his hands moving from my navel down. I let out a soft gasp at how warm it's become in here. He kisses my lips, down my neck and between my bra-clad breasts as he unclasps my pants and slides them down my legs kissing the inside of my thighs.
"Jack," I whisper in a raspy voice, closing my eyes as his tongue teases the inside of my thighs before kissing his way back up my stomach. "Your," I gasp as his fingers continue brushing along my skin, stirring a desire I haven't felt in so long. I don't get another word out as my thoughts are lost on me. My eyes shut momentarily as I feel his warm mouth on my neck, slowly sliding the straps of my bra down my shoulders before unclasping the back. It falls to the floor and I open my eyes, feeling so exposed and yet so aroused.
My eyes look into his soul as I trail my hands down his chest, pulling at his belt and fumbling with his zipper. He clasps my hands in his, steadying my racing heart by kissing me tenderly.
I close my eyes as I help him pull at the rest of his clothes and I bask in the warmth of his body above mine. My breathing becomes shallow as his fingers dip down the front of my bikini underwear and the material slides down my legs.
His mouth fuses with mine as we roll around. My eyes watch his—not letting our thoughts get the better of us. I groan, feeling him beneath me as his hands steady my waist, building up a rhythm.
"Sam." I lean down, feeling his breath on mine as my eyes slip closed and the euphoric feeling rides through my body like a tidal wave. Jack's fingers claw into my waist and moments later we're both lying spent and our limbs intertwined.
His fingers move in gentle circles where he dug into my skin. "Sorry," he grimaces and I move my hand over his.
"It's okay," I laugh softly, feeling completely at ease and hoping he isn't sorry for anything else. I run my hand along his chest, feeling completely exposed as his eyes watch mine. "You still want that coffee?" Jack eyes the clock and slowly sits up, his mind finally coming back into play. "You don't regret this, do you?" I feel my stomach knot at the thought of even having to ask.
He turns towards me, and his hand gently thumbs my cheek. "Of course not." He tenderly brushes his lips against mine. "We need to be more careful though."
"I know, you're right," I nod, feeling my heart slowly pounding at the thought that this will go on. I don't know how long it will last, when and if it'll end, but I know that I haven't been happier in my life.
The End.
"Pretty much," he nods with a sigh.
"I can drive."
"Sam."
"Come on," I take the keys from his hands and open the car door for him to sit in the passenger side. I move around to the driver's seat and quickly get situated before heading back to my apartment.
I glance over when I hear a soft snoring coming from Jack. I can't help but smile and admire how peaceful he looks when he's asleep.
We pull up in front of my apartment and the moment the car stops, Jack wakes up. I turn off the car and hit the trunk button before stepping out into the street. Jack grabs my bag and I shut the trunk.
"I can carry it," I point out.
"I know you can," he nods and follows me up the stairs.
I unlock the door and flip on the lights. I slip out of Jack's jacket and head into the kitchen to put on some coffee.
"Decaf or regular?" I eye him as he glances around, taking in the place before answering.
"Regular—I need to be able to drive home tonight."
"Right," I nod, glancing into the cabinets and pulling out the coffee along with two cups. "Take a seat," I suggest, eyeing the couch. "I'll be in there in a minute."
Jack does as told and soon I head into the living room to sit beside him. "You have a nice place."
"Oh, yeah," I laugh softly. "You want the tour?" Jack eyes me curiously, as if to question that there's more to the place. "I know it's small, but it's just me," I remind him.
I walk him around the living room, pointing out the view to the park across the street and then show him down the hallway towards my bedroom.
He stands outside the room, glancing in and taking in its surroundings.
"You can come in," I laugh softly, taking a seat on the bed and letting my legs dangle off the edge.
He doesn't say anything but steps inside and glances around at the pictures on the wall. I move up behind him. "That's my sister," I say as I point to the photo he's glancing at.
"She looks a lot like you."
"Just the freckles."
"I like the freckles," he responds, turning to catch my gaze. I feel myself smiling and my skin turning a light shade of pink from just the way he's looking at me. He draws his finger to my cheek, softly touching my skin before drawing his fingers into my hair as he pushes it out of the way.
I close my eyes, feeling my skin tingle, and I exhale a soft breath. "That feels really good." He trails his fingers down the side of my neck and slowly I shift around, allowing him to continue down between my breasts. "Jack," I whisper, feeling my chest rise and fall with each breath I take.
My eyes lock with his as I lean into his body, slowly drawing my tongue along his lips and into his mouth. I back him up against the wall and feel his body pressing into mine.
Our lips part and I feel his heavy breathing on my neck. "You," he pauses, trying to word a coherent sentence. "We," I kiss him again, not letting him get any further with his thoughts. I tug on his tie, dragging him towards my bed before loosening it and pulling it from his neck.
My mouth moves down his neck, as my fingers work on the buttons of his shirt. The shirt slides off his shoulders and I playfully push him onto the bed, climbing above his body, hovering and waiting to kiss him.
"You going to tease me all night?" he questions, leaning up to kiss me, as his hand inches its way up my shirt, brushing against my exposed skin. He's slow at this dance—wanting to savior every moment, every touch, and every glance.
I move my hands to my waist, lift my shirt over my head and toss it to the floor. Jack's eyes move from mine down over my body as I lean down and kiss him again.
We roll around and I feel his hands moving from my navel down. I let out a soft gasp at how warm it's become in here. He kisses my lips, down my neck and between my bra-clad breasts as he unclasps my pants and slides them down my legs kissing the inside of my thighs.
"Jack," I whisper in a raspy voice, closing my eyes as his tongue teases the inside of my thighs before kissing his way back up my stomach. "Your," I gasp as his fingers continue brushing along my skin, stirring a desire I haven't felt in so long. I don't get another word out as my thoughts are lost on me. My eyes shut momentarily as I feel his warm mouth on my neck, slowly sliding the straps of my bra down my shoulders before unclasping the back. It falls to the floor and I open my eyes, feeling so exposed and yet so aroused.
My eyes look into his soul as I trail my hands down his chest, pulling at his belt and fumbling with his zipper. He clasps my hands in his, steadying my racing heart by kissing me tenderly.
I close my eyes as I help him pull at the rest of his clothes and I bask in the warmth of his body above mine. My breathing becomes shallow as his fingers dip down the front of my bikini underwear and the material slides down my legs.
His mouth fuses with mine as we roll around. My eyes watch his—not letting our thoughts get the better of us. I groan, feeling him beneath me as his hands steady my waist, building up a rhythm.
"Sam." I lean down, feeling his breath on mine as my eyes slip closed and the euphoric feeling rides through my body like a tidal wave. Jack's fingers claw into my waist and moments later we're both lying spent and our limbs intertwined.
His fingers move in gentle circles where he dug into my skin. "Sorry," he grimaces and I move my hand over his.
"It's okay," I laugh softly, feeling completely at ease and hoping he isn't sorry for anything else. I run my hand along his chest, feeling completely exposed as his eyes watch mine. "You still want that coffee?" Jack eyes the clock and slowly sits up, his mind finally coming back into play. "You don't regret this, do you?" I feel my stomach knot at the thought of even having to ask.
He turns towards me, and his hand gently thumbs my cheek. "Of course not." He tenderly brushes his lips against mine. "We need to be more careful though."
"I know, you're right," I nod, feeling my heart slowly pounding at the thought that this will go on. I don't know how long it will last, when and if it'll end, but I know that I haven't been happier in my life.
The End.