"We're really doing this..." she whispered voicing her thought, her eyes on his in the mirror.
He kissed her lightly below her ear. "We don't have to go any further."
She almost laughed at the absurdity of the idea that they - that she - could stop now. She turned in his grasp suddenly before he could stop her again; bringing her hand to his face she ghosted her thumb across his lips and couldn't help but stare as he grazed her thumb with his teeth, his tongue flicking across the pad. Her eyes lifted to his, the pull they had so much stronger this close up.
Jack brought his hand up to the back of her neck curling his fingers loosely in her hair; he swallowed, strange that the prospect of their first real kiss actually frightened him a little. He moved forward bringing his lips to hers and it was like a switch had been flipped in him; he flicked his tongue across her lips and felt her open to him instantly.
Gwen rose up onto her knees pushing him back onto the bed; she lay half on top of him now, one hand in his hair, the other finally on his smooth chest. She moaned into the increasingly demanding kiss as his hand grasped her arse pulling her down harder onto him, his erection pushing into her stomach.
He never thought he could possibly want her more than her already did – but he was wrong. She finally broke the kiss, surprising him at how long she had managed to last before she had to come up for air; before he could pull her back he felt her lips on the soft skin of his throat. "Gwen..." he groaned as her mouth did amazing things as she worked her way along his collarbone, over his chest, her tongue flicking across his nipple.
She felt the growl she elicited when she tweaked one nipple as she laved at the other; she moved down over toned abs raising her eyes to his as she was stopped by the band of his pants. Years of pent up need and desire showed in his heavy lidded eyes.
Oh Jesus! he thought as she brought her hands up to lower his zipper the rest of the way; he lifted his hips slightly as he felt her tug at the band of his pants.
Gwen moved backwards off the edge of the bed taking his pants with her, her eyes widening a little as his sizeable erection broke free; climbing back up onto the bed she ran her hands up his now naked thighs.
Jack swallowed as he watched Gwen move over him, her hair tickling his naked flesh; she was driving him insane, almost touching – but not quite, teasing him mercilessly before she took him as he never dreamed she could. He pushed her gently away from him, not wanting this to end so soon; he knew he could be ready again in record time, but this first time was something he wanted to last much longer. He rolled them over making short work of the clothing that formed the only remaining barrier between them. "Goddess..." he breathed as he knelt between her thighs letting his hands roam unexplored territory.
She looked up at him, knelt before her in all his glory and he was truly magnificent; she reached out to grasp his bare hips pulling him down to her. She could feel him against her and she moved to take him, desperate now, aching...
He tried to take it slow, but she was determined in her movements below him; he rocked his hips forward slightly, groaning at the sensation. He felt her hands tighten on him as she brought her hips up to him suddenly forcing out a choked groan from him as she enveloped him.
They moved together, hands exploring, teasing, lips caressing as teeth lightly grazed, building up that which would soon be ripped apart, razed to the ground.
Jack could feel her tightening around him, her nails digging into him as she spurred him on.
She felt spent, broken, but still she needed more as she clung to him dragging him in. "Jack..." she screamed as if it had been torn from her as he brought her to the most thundering end she'd ever known.
He needed no more as he thrust again, again, once more...and then nothing else existed as his world shattered. He felt her lips on his and he opened his eyes to see her smiling at him. Rolling sideways he pulled her to him smoothing a strand of hair from her face. "So..."
"So..."
He grinned. "You gunna tell me what that dream was about now?"
It took her a moment to realise what he was talking about, returning the wide grin she kissed him long and hard. "How about I show you on the way home?"
A/N: wow! that was really hard! (ahem) trying to get the same sensations from dancing around what's actually happening without explicitly describing what was happening is something I've never tried before – but I wanted to try it here.