As soon as Jessie got home, she sprinted to her room and started the shower. She did not feel like she had enough time, but also had no clue how long it should take to prepare.
When she got under the spray, she felt herself relax into the warmth. And as she thought about what she was about to do, she marveled at the fact that she had no reservations. She was nervous, but it was only first time jitters. She was ready and she was sure about him.
'You love him,' her inner voice accused. 'That's why today wasn't awkward. Why being with him feels so natural. Why you've done things to him and let him do things to you that you've never let anyone else consider.'
"I know," she whispered to herself. Closing her eyes and feeling lucky that her first time would be with someone she loved.
She took her time and felt even more relaxed once finished. It seemed like she was in one of her dreams, but she did not have to pinch herself to know it was real. She got ready in a fog until she realized that her lingerie was still in Hadji's car. An immediate panic overtook her at the thought of the boys finding it so she ran downstairs to see if they were home.
Thankfully, for her own piece of mind, she had perfect timing. She heard them pulling into the garage as she hit the last step and she rushed to head them off before they could open the trunk.
"Hey guys…hey," she clamored into the garage. Out of breath.
"You alright?" Hadji laughed.
Jonny was too preoccupied with her braless state to share in Hadji's concern.
"Fine," she smiled. Blushing at the reason she had appeared suddenly and Jonny's obvious distraction. "I just wanted to grab my presents…before Jonny could snoop."
Hearing his name brought him back. "You don't trust me?" Jonny asked overdramatically. Leaning against the car. Hand over his heart.
"Not where presents are concerned, Hotshot." She grinned and stuck her tongue out as she made her way to the trunk to gather her bag.
"Play nice," Hadji told them and then went inside the house.
Jonny grabbed Jessie's hips when she walked by him. Pulling her close and into a searing kiss. He did not give one thought to Hadji walking back in. He needed to kiss her.
Jessie allowed herself to drown in his touch. Dropping her bag and wrapping her arms around him. Things got intense fast. Like they both forgot the plan was midnight in his room. Before she knew it, he was breathing heavily against her ear as she pressed into him with the express intention of turning him on.
"That's…not very nice," he whispered into her ear.
She smirked, but did not stop. "Since when do we listen to Hadji's advice?"
"Good...point," he breathed back. Finding it hard to concentrate.
Jessie pulled him away from the car and then pushed him down onto the old couch by the door. The one her father rested on after working on their cars. As she climbed into Jonny's lap, she could not help but think that her father would kill them both if he saw.
She teased him until she felt his arousal and had worked up a sweat in the process. "So much for my shower," she sighed and he smiled.
"I'd take you flushed and sweaty over prim and proper any day," he shot back. Trying to maintain control, but he did not have the willpower to halt her hips again. Rationalizing that they were not in a parked car and honestly wanting to see what she would do next. He could not believe how quickly things had changed between them. It felt like a snap of the fingers changed it all and it really had. In a matter a seconds, everything changed with just a brave question. "You're amazing." She was pressed against him. Kissing his neck and barely moving her hips, but the effect was overwhelming. He felt her smile against his skin when he praised her. He ran his hand up her t-shirt. Feeling bare skin and remembering that she was not wearing a bra. Thinking about her breasts. How many times he had imagined them alone in his shower. How badly he wanted to touch them. How easy it would be to move his hands eight inches. The only thing that kept him from throwing her shirt across the room was knowing that they were not behind a locked door. But he had his limits and she was testing them.
"Jess," he hissed. It was a whisper and a warning. He was about to hit the point of no return.
Then she stopped moving and the noise he made was part relief and part disappointment.
"Midnight," she responded. Kissing him firmly and then sliding away to grab her bag. Thinking that if rubbing against him with layers of clothing between them felt so good…
Jonny watched her go with a goofy grin on his face. Thinking about the power she had over him. Worrying about his inexperience, but mostly excited. He closed his eyes and pictured being with her. Step by step what he would do. Like practice. He had been nervously trying to plan it for hours. Knowing she would remember it forever.
'Oh God. Don't overthink it.'
Then he looked down at himself and groaned. This was the third time in the last few hours she had gotten him all worked up with no relief. 'I need to take care of this or I'll burst the moment she takes her clothes off,' he thought. Standing to head for his shower and smiling at the idea of getting to imagine her one more time before seeing the real thing.
XXX
Back in her room, Jessie kept changing in and out of her new outfit. One minute she felt completely sexy and the next she felt like a complete fraud. The minutes were ticking away fast and she felt the butterflies erupt. The same nervous energy she had before asking him in the first place.
'Fifteen minutes!' her inner thoughts screamed.
After agonizing for another ten minutes, she decided to wear what she always wore to bed. Opting for comfortable. She dug through her closet until she found her Harvard t-shirt. She was proud of him for getting in and wanted to show it. The shirt was old and a size too small now, but she did not think he would mind. She put it on sans a bra because she liked Jonny's reaction to that earlier. Then she threw on a pair of shorts and her hair into a ponytail, she took a very deep breath and she made her way to Jonny's room with her heart beating faster than it ever had.
His door was wide open so she walked right in and shut it behind her. Taking one more deep breath before moving further into the room. When she did, her breath caught and she shook her head to process what she was seeing. He easily had fifty candles glowing and low music playing in the background. When her eyes finally reached his, she could not contain her smile. He looked a little embarrassed and she thought it was the most adorable thing ever.
"Jonny," she exhaled.
He just shrugged and swallowed hard. Standing at the foot of his bed awkwardly with his hands fisted. He was also dressed comfortably in sweats and a t-shirt. All his nerves swarmed to the pit of his stomach like a rock and he started to ramble when she did not say anything else. "I was walking around the house after you and Hadji left and I kept noticing these LED candles all over the place. Can't say I ever noticed them before. Not sure who bought them. Maybe Mrs. Evans. Anyway…we have fifty-two of them throughout this house. I counted. And you deserve more. I think you deserve more than I could ever give you. But I figured this was the least I could do," he finished softly and then chuckled a little. "I would've done the whole rose petals on the bed thing too, but didn't want you feeling like you were in the middle of a cheesy soap opera."
"I think it's perfect," she smiled. Looking around again in appreciation. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," he grinned as he walked towards her and motioned at her outfit. "You look great by the way…I mean you always do, but I really like that shirt…wow. Okay, I'm gonna stop talking before you run away," he laughed.
She could tell he was flustered and that somehow made her feel calmer. "Hey," she started. Getting close enough to grip his shirt in her hands. "Are you nervous?"
Jonny swallowed and nodded.
"Me too," she admitted. "I'm really nervous."
"Are you sure you want this tonight?" he asked quietly. Cupping her face gently.
"I know that I want you," she answered just as quietly. "And I'm glad you like my shirt. Because I wore it for you."
Jonny closed his eyes for a second and let those words wash over him. When he opened them again to stare into hers, his heart skipped a beat at the amount of absolute trust he found there. With that, he took a breath and leaned forward to give her a gentle kiss on the forehead.
Jessie relaxed with how sweet he was being and she licked her lips in anticipation as he kissed his way down her face. When he reached her lips, she opened her mouth under his without hesitation and immediately felt her knees buckle. Felt the rush of desire that had been simmering for hours. Before she could straighten herself, Jonny was supporting her weight with an arm around her waist.
He lifted until she wrapped her legs around him and grunted into her mouth when she rubbed against him. "You drive me crazy," he panted when he needed some air. But closed his mouth over hers again before she could respond.
His tongue.
All she could think about was his tongue. He was kissing her like nothing she had ever experienced. Then she felt the beginnings of his erection. "Oh my god," she cried out. Breaking away from his lips. "Bed," she barely managed before they were devouring each other again.
Jonny wanted inside her so badly that he almost dropped to the floor three times before they reached his bed. Once he had her comfortably positioned, however, the lust fog cleared and he had his focus back. This was real and his goal was to make this a night she would never want to forget. Wanting to go slow, he covered her body with his and started to kiss his way down hers.
Jessie arched to his actions. Following his mouth. It felt amazing to be so close to him and she was relishing every moment. Every touch. She made an even bigger mess of his hair than it normally was. As he showered her neck with attention and tentatively slipped his hands under her shirt. Until he was circling her stomach with his thumbs. She appreciated that he was taking his time. Letting her adjust. She was not going to tell him to stop, but it was enough to make her cry that he was ensuring she had the option.
'I love him.'
She felt like she was sinking, but in a good way. And, in an effort to let him know she was okay, she ran her hands under his shirt and across his bare back. Then she worked them up and down his sides a few times before tracing his abs with her fingers.
Eventually, he had to break contact with her skin to catch a breath. "Jess," he whispered quietly. She took advantage of his momentary distraction and grabbed the bottom of his shirt. Slowly lifting it over his head. Jonny made a low noise in response. Sitting up quickly to help her and tossing it to the floor. Then he returned his attention to her neck and stomach. This time, sliding his hands up to her ribcage.
It was Jessie's turn to moan when he caressed the undersides of her breasts. "Yes!" she urged. Arching against him again. That was all the encouragement he needed to swipe his thumbs across her already sensitive nipples. Jessie tried to contain her reaction, but the sensation was too much to hold back. She had dreamed of this too many times to hold back. Literally. Had ached for it all day.
"Don't stop," she said in a rush and a little louder than Jonny expected. But he was not going to complain. If anything, her reactions were turning him on even more. Giving him more confidence. He did not want to wait a second longer. He needed to see her. So he sat back on his knees, still straddling her body, and gripped the end of her shirt with both hands. After a quick and instinctive glance to make sure she was still okay, he eagerly removed it to reveal the breasts he had wanted to see since he was twelve. All he could do was stare.
When Jessie noticed the look on his face, she immediately began to feel self-conscious and moved to cover herself with her arms.
"Don't," Jonny ordered. Gently pinning her arms to the bed. "Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" he asked with a meaningful look. "You're beautiful."
Jessie was blown away by his compliment and was not sure if he expected an answer. Before she could open her mouth though, he was kissing her again. In that mind-numbingly earth-shattering passionate way that made her lose the ability for rational thought.
Right when she felt like her lungs would explode, Jonny trailed his lips down her body impulsively and licked her nipples. One after the other, which caused the breath to explode out of her body before she had a prayer of catching it. He paid closer attention to both when he heard her reaction. Licking and sucking until she cried out.
He memorized every noise she made, but needed to get moving if things were going to work out like he wanted. So he sat back again, allowing himself a small grin at the unhappy noise she made when his mouth left her. He lifted her leg to kiss her ankle and then her calf. Behind her knee. Her thigh. Teasingly close. She was anticipating something else when he removed his tongue from her inner thigh and replaced it in her navel. Something she was not expecting…but enjoyed.
She did not notice that his hands were on the waistband of her shorts until she felt them sliding down her legs. A moment of fear struck her when she realized she was almost naked, but that thought was quickly chased away when he began kissing his way up her other leg. This time, he did not pause at her inner thigh. He went straight for her still cover center where he placed another soft kiss.
"Uh," she blurted out. Wondering if he could feel her throbbing. Ready for him to. Instead, he slid his tongue up her stomach and between her breasts. Then he kissed her again. Slowly and with so much control it baffled her. Just like in his car earlier. She wanted to know how he did it. But more than that, she wanted to make him feel as wonderfully out of control as she felt.
Without breaking the kiss, Jessie pushed up until they were both on their knees. Jonny was about to take control back when she pushed him down so she could be the one straddling him. Then she leaned over and kissed the pulse point under his chin. Hoping it drove him even half as crazy as it did her. She loved the way he ran his hands up her sides and down her back while she kissed him.
Jonny was not expecting to give up control, but he loved how her nakedness pressed against him felt. So he went with it.
"Jess," he sighed when she returned the favor. Running her hands across his skin and licking the hollow of his collar bone. She continued like that for a few minutes. Assaulting his chest with her hands and tongue. Without asking, he pulled out her ponytail because he wanted to feel her hair against his skin.
"I had a dream like this once," he whispered before he could stop himself and Jessie smiled.
"Was I only kissing your chest in this dream?" she asked in a voice he did not recognize.
His eyes told her the answer was 'no' and she grinned. Then she sat back and, to Jonny's surprise, slipped her thumbs inside the waistband of his sweats and boxers at once and pulled. She stopped when she felt him freeze. The lust cleared from her face and filled with worry for her best friend instead. "You okay?"
Jonny shot up and wrapped his hands around her face. "Yes," he promised. Kissing her quickly. "No one has ever seen me…totally naked," he admitted. Feeling a little self-conscious. "We're flying past my experience level here, Ace. Promise not to laugh at me?"
Her heart melted and she kissed him. They landed in their previous position quickly. Jonny on his back and Jessie pressed against him. Their ability to go from zero to sixty was overpowering. Exciting. "Promise," she mumbled against his lips. Practically panting. She could hear her heart beating in her ears. She could not help rolling her hips into his. Instinct driving her to try and find that friction. "Jonny," she whispered in a needy way.
Jonny found it a lot easier to ignore his insecurities when he focused on her instead. The way every inch of her was touching him and the way she was kissing him. But when she said HIS name like that, nothing else mattered. He hurriedly started to push down his pants and boxers in response. She sat up when she realized what he was doing and helped. He could not place the look on her face once all his clothes were gone.
As she stared at him for the first time, she felt so happy that she found the courage to act. With that thought in mind, she closed her eyes and kissed the top of his bent knee, which was the closest part of his body to her mouth. She rested her cheek on his knee and looked him right in the eye while running her hand up and down his leg. She wanted to tell him she loved him, but did not have that much courage. Instead, she extended her hand to pull him up so they were face to face again. Then she ran her thumb along his bottom lip.
"I want you." It was all she could think to say and was beneath him again being kissed passionately before she could blink. Those were not the three words she wanted to say, but they were still true. She felt his erection between her thighs and knew he could not wait either when her underwear trailed down her legs without hesitation.
This time, she did not feel the need to cover up. He made her feel confident and the way he was looking at her made her feel sexy.
Once he removed the last piece of clothing between them, he took a few seconds to memorize her. He never wanted to forget this moment or the way she looked. Naked, absolutely beautiful and totally trusting him.
"You have a condom, right?" She assumed he had some, but felt foolish for not asking sooner.
Jonny dipped down and kissed her stomach in response. Then reached over to the table beside his bed to grab the foiled package.
"Let me," she said. Pushing him up and taking the packet from him. Her heart raced and Jonny nuzzled the side of her face while she slipped the condom on him.
He barely contained his moan or the impulse to push when he felt her hands on him again. So he knew it would have been a mistake to watch her hands. Then he felt them drop from around him and stared as she slowly laid back and parted her legs to let him know she was ready. It felt like slow motion.
"I'm sure. Don't stop," she whispered. Preempting his questions.
Jonny grinned and crawled between her legs. Towering above her with his hands on either side of her head. The combination of his eyes gazing intently into hers and the feeling of his dick so close made her moan before he was even inside her. Jonny grinned at that too.
"I'm ready," she breathed. Trailing her hands down his stomach, but stopping short of grabbing him.
Jonny guided himself to her entrance and pushed tentatively. From the second they touched, he wanted to close his eyes and go crazy. But he forced himself to bite down and go slow. To focus on her face. He wanted this to be perfect for her and he selfishly wanted to cherish every second in case this moment in time was just that. He was concentrating so hard on going slow that he broke out in a sweat.
She had her eyes closed and her lower lip trapped between her teeth. He did not know if that was because she was enjoying it or just bracing herself. He wanted her to open her eyes so he could tell, but the words were not forming. When he felt resistance, he stopped and waited until she looked at him. When she did, he never felt more overwhelmed. He had to rest his head in the hollow of her neck and take deep breaths to regain his control.
"Quest?"
"I don't wanna hurt you?" he murmured.
She ran her hands through his hair as she spoke and tried to relax. She had instinctively tensed and knew he must have felt it. "You won't. Trust me. I trust you."
And that was the moment he knew. He knew that no matter what happened after, he needed her to know. And he needed her to know before he made love to her. Because that was what this was for him. He needed her to know this was about more than just trust and physicality for him. He needed to say it. Even if she could not fully understand it.
"Jonny," she encouraged.
He lifted his head and rested his forehead against hers. He wanted to see her eyes.
"I love you," he whispered against her lips and felt the large huff of air she expelled in surprise. "I need you to know that. I think you're incredible, Jessie."
He saw her eyes widen and search his, but she held onto him tighter. "Do you want me to stop?" he needed to ask after throwing that at her. She just smiled, caressed the side of his face and then kissed him deeply. He also felt her tilt her pelvis toward him and knew she was still okay.
He pulled away and thrust the rest of his length inside her as she chased his lips. Jonny was able to contain the groan that wanted to erupt by burying his face in her neck, but Jessie could not hold back a cry that tore at his heart.
She wrapped her arms even tighter around his neck to keep him close. He had not hurt her and she wanted him to know. She knew it could not be easy for him to stay still and marveled again at his control. She was having trouble focusing on anything except how good he felt. And that she wanted him to move. She started to ramble unfiltered to tell him. "Didn't hurt," she whispered in his ear. "I promise. Just surprised me. Even though I was ready. This is probably TMI, but I kinda practiced. With my vibrator. And it's surprising for a second. Takes a second to adjust when a foreign object…ya know. Well you probably don't know. And you're bigger than my vibrator so…Oh God. Am I talking too much? I think…"
"Nothing has ever felt better than you," he interrupted. Breaking her train of thought. "Nothing is better than this," he breathed heavily. "I need to move, Jess."
"I was just wondering how you were managing not to," she admitted.
"TMI," he decided to return her honesty. "I touched myself in the shower thinking about you right before you arrived," he whispered. "Hoped it might help…and I'm still not gonna last long," he finished.
She turned her head and crushed her mouth to his in the most passionate kiss yet. His candor as big a turn on as anything. "Move," she breathed. Pulling back to tell him that. "I wanna make you feel good." And she did. Because she loved him and because this was about him too.
"You don't even have to try," he whispered. Leveling his eyes with hers and linking one of his hands with hers. Then he began moving slow. Waiting for her to get comfortable. He rested their linked hands above her head and used his free hand to hook her leg around his waist.
"Mmm," she moaned in appreciation as he picked up speed. Closing her eyes so she could only feel. Feel his body push into her and against her. Feel his fingers squeeze hers. Feel his hot breath on her face. Feel her eyes well up because she loved him and wanted to know how he meant it. 'Don't overanalyze. Just feel,' she told herself. Feel all of him.
Jonny wanted so badly for her to climax with him, but also knew he could not last much longer. It felt too good. Too perfect. He slowed his actions to try.
Jessie noticed and opened her eyes. She could see he was slowing down for her and that was the last thing she wanted. "Don't you dare hold back," she breathed. Arching her hips to meet his thrust for the first time.
"Uh," he grunted and faltered when she moved with him.
"You feel amazing," she flattered and he did. The experience of him inside her. Moving with him coupled with the thought that she was making love to her best friend. It sent a jolt right through her. "Jonny!" she cried out. Starting to really understand why this was the extracurricular activity of choice at Stanford. She closed her eyes again. Focused on the pressure building inside her.
"God," he panted. "Jessie…I can't…"
That brought her back to reality. She gripped the base of his neck. "Let go. I want to feel it," she told him and he was a goner. He pushed into her three more times. Then she felt him stiffen and collapse on top of her in exhaustion. His breath on her neck and their bodies pressed together as he recovered did not help her still highly aroused state. But she did not want him to go. Moaning softly in protest when he slipped out. Tightening her hold around his neck and wrapping her legs around his waist to keep him close.
For his part, it took Jonny a few minutes to think more than 'Jesus Christ that was awesome.' Once he did, however, he quickly realized that actually being with her was better than any dream or fantasy.
"Thank you," she whispered in his ear.
"I feel like I should be the one thanking you," he huffed and she laughed a little.
"I'm being serious," she said. Lifting his head up with both hands so she could look him in the eye. "This meant the world to me and I just want to thank…"
She did not get to finish because he silenced her with a quick kiss and then another on her cheek. Dragging his lips across her skin. "We're not done yet," he insisted. Placing another light kiss behind her ear. Followed by kisses down her neck and the rest of her. It took a few seconds to absorb what was happening. That it was not over. A delicious tension washed over her.
With every stroke of his tongue, she made sounds he never heard before. Eliminating the memory of every other girl he had been with. She whimpered and tried to inch toward his mouth every time he turned his head to kiss her thigh instead. Which he did every few seconds to keep her on the edge without falling over.
"Why...are you teasing me so much?" she complained. Wrapping her legs around his shoulders. Hoping that would keep his mouth on her. He grinned against her when she did it. Another major turn on. But he did not give in. Kissing her clit once, shifting to suck on her thigh for ten seconds and then repeating. Focusing hard on her needy noises. Because of him. The biggest turn on.
"Please," she begged. Gripping his comforter. "Please...I didn't tease you like this. Jonny...don't stop!" But that was exactly when he did stop. Because he felt her start to clench around his mouth. "Jonny," she growled in frustration. Pushing onto her elbows to confront him. "What the hell are you…," she yelled, but paused when she registered the look on his face. He nudged her back and hovered for a moment before leaning down to kiss and lick her nipples hungrily. She called out his name without thinking about it. Everything he did felt amazing.
'I should say that out loud,' she thought. But did not want to interrupt. She did not want him to stop. Almost as badly as she needed him to finish. She sighed with her whole body when he headed south again. "Yes," she whispered. Closing her eyes in anticipation, but he surprised her instead. Hooking her legs around his waist and angling himself to enter her again. She was definitely not expecting that.
He did not go slow this time. Burying himself in one thrust. Balancing himself with an arm on either side of her and rocking his hips in a steady rhythm. The bed creaked and she moaned as he moved. He watched her face closely and gained confidence the clearer it became that she was enjoying it. When her legs dropped from around him, she planted her feet on the bed and her hips matched his pace.
'Fuck.' Jonny thought it would be easier to last during round two, but all he could focus on was how good she felt. How addicting. The softness of her skin. Her warmth. Her fingers digging into his muscles. Part of him wanted to think of something else. Anything that would delay his pleasure, but he failed. It was impossible to think of anything else. Closing his eyes did not help. It amplified what he was feeling. Watching her did not help. She was a dream come true. Listening to her did not help. She kept saying his name.
"Jonny," Jessie felt that incredible pressure building. Arching her back as he repeatedly sank into her. The only sound in the room was heavy breathing and the smacking of their hips. This time, it was not about being gentle and hesitant. It was only about how they were making each other feel. She needed more. Going with that, Jessie froze and started to sit up.
Jonny took the hint. Wrapping an arm around her waist and sitting back quickly. Taking her with him. Jessie straddled above him. They were completely in sync. Then she came down hard and fast. Creating a whole new level of sensation. They paused to appreciate the new position before Jessie began moving again. Her hips in control. Her eyes locked on his.
Jonny kept her gaze and slipped a hand between them to play with her nipples. He smirked when her eyes crossed. His other hand found her ass and squeezed.
"Let go," he whispered. He really did not want to finish again before she did and he was dangerously close with the way she was moving.
He did not have to worry though. Because a few more thrusts and he felt her clenching around him, which made for an experience that was ten times more powerful than the first one they shared.
"Jonny," she cried out again. He would never forget the way it sounded or the steady litany of 'God yes!' in his ear as she rode out her orgasm. It was not long before he caved.
Jessie felt him stiffen and she held on tighter when he released himself inside her. They held each other for a while. Lost in the feelings of afterglow. Every limb entwined. She did not know how long they held on, but knew it was not long enough.
"Can I thank you now?" she asked quietly. Running her hands through his messy hair and kissing his neck. He tasted salty from all the sweat and it almost turned her on again when she realized she did not know if it was her sweat or his. They were completely covered in each other. Then she felt him smile against her shoulder in response.
"What?" she giggled. Leaning away to see his face. Jonny grinned and then pushed them back down on the bed. He was on top of her again and it made her breath hitch.
"How do you plan on showing your appreciation?" he flirted.
"Any suggestions?" she countered with a raised eyebrow.
He just bit his lip and then gave her a long kiss. "Believe me...you don't owe me a damn thing. Not even a thank you. Not ever," he sighed happily. Rolling off her carefully. She immediately missed the feeling of him inside her and had to choke back the panic that wanted to swell. She swallowed hard to fight it and hoped it did not show on her face.
"Any regrets?" he asked with a furrowed brow. Grabbing her hand and lacing their fingers. He already missed touching her. He was in deep.
"Not for a second," she smiled. "You?"
"Fuck no," he exclaimed. She laughed at his declaration and he watched the way her body moved as she laughed. He was in real deep.
"I'll be right back," he announced. "Don't move." He made his way to the bathroom before she could respond. He needed a moment to breathe and clean up, but worked fast. He did not want the night to end yet and knew leaving her alone to think or overthink was a risk.
Once the bathroom door was closed, Jessie stretched out like a cat on his bed and grinned. She felt totally satisfied and was ridiculously happy about it. The build up was worth it. The wait was worth it. She did not expect it to be so good right away. 'Was it a fluke?'
She found herself wanting to test the theory. Then she remembered what he said. The memory knocked the wind out of her. He had told her that he loved her.
'Did he mean it?' she wondered. 'Of course he meant it,' she argued with herself. 'The question is HOW does he love you?'
"Are you trying to kill me?" he asked. Breaking into her thoughts and surprising her.
"Huh?" she asked a little confused.
"Stretched out like that," he explained with a wave of his hand. "All naked and beautiful and in my bed," he finished. Climbing down next to her on his side with his head propped up by a hand. "Are you trying to kill me?" he repeated.
All she could do was blush.
"Cold?" he teased. Nodding at her rock hard nipples. Staring at them so freely and without embarrassment was something he never wanted to give up.
"Maybe," she played along. Arching her back slightly. "Or maybe you're just killing me."
Jonny reached out and circled a nipple with his thumb until it was bright red. "You don't know what you're doing to me..."
"So...how many condoms do you have?" she asked coyly. Breathless.
"Plenty," he assured. Leaning further into her. Kissing her nipple and then her neck before bringing his mouth to her ear. "Jess...if I only get to have you one night, then I want you all night," he admitted. Pulling her lips to his in a heated kiss before she could say anything.
She lost herself in him.
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It was better than anything her brain could have dreamed up. She ran a thumb over her bottom lip as she caught her breath. She could still hear him trying to catch his beside her, but was already reminiscent. Reliving the way he kissed. The things he did to her and how he looked at her.
They were both completely exhausted by the time they came up for air. But neither wanted the night to end.
"This has been the most…," she started. "The most…uh…Okay, I don't think the word has been invented yet that describes this night," she finished. "How I feel right now..."
"Wholeheartedly agree," he confirmed while yawning. "Sorry," he apologized fast.
"It's alright. I'm really tired too," she said.
"Let's get under the covers," he suggested. Getting up to fold down his bedspread. "You're not leaving, right?" he asked a little nervously.
"Not unless you…"
"I want you to stay," he interrupted firmly and she smiled.
In all honesty, this was the part of the evening she was looking most forward to and most nervous about. Being with him in the quiet when everything was said and done.
"Come here," he opened his arms once they were both under the covers. He was on his back and she cuddled into his side without another thought. Her head right below his chin and her hand over his heart.
"Night," he whispered.
"Night," she replied. Smiling with her eyes closed when she felt him take the hand she had rested on his chest. Then out of nowhere, she felt him chuckle.
"What?" she asked tiredly.
"Just thinking of something stupid," he told her and then yawned again.
"What?" she wanted to know.
"Alright...but I warned you," he said. "Ever see those MasterCard commercials?" he asked and felt her nod yes against his chest. "Well I was just thinking…Condoms ribbed for her pleasure...fifteen dollars. Fake candles to set the mood...seventy-five dollars. Multiple orgasms courtesy of your best friend…."
They both lost it. Laughing so hard that tears came to their eyes.
"You're so dumb," she said with love and then placed a soft kiss on his lips. The meaningful look in her eyes when she pulled back was enough to sober him.
She wanted to tell him that she loved him. She wanted to ask him if he meant it. But she wanted to maintain the perfect evening the most. So she gave him one last kiss and then settled back into her previous position.
"Hey Jess?" he hugged her tight.
"Hmm?" she hummed.
"You were amazing," he praised.
"Hey Quest?"
"Yeah?" he grinned.
"I like your dick even more now..."
"Oh my God," he huffed. "This is the best day of my life!"
'One night won't cut it,' was the last thought that went through both their minds before sleep took them.