His eyes told me the truth, I finally let myself see what he'd been trying to show me all along. I had no doubt, in his company everything thing seemed so simple, so natural and easy. Everything was clear in my mind, whether it remained the case when I left here was another story entirely. When I'm alone with my thoughts they take me on a different journey, one less sure and more confusing.
I wanted him and if it was any other man I would take want I wanted, I've never had a problem with that but my feelings for Jacob ran much deeper, maybe it was time to close my eye and jump.
He had said all he could, he'd told me how he felt and even now I was fighting the urge to retreat to safety. His gaze, I could see the raw emotions he felt, the power and the depth that they ran and they scared the life out of me.
I was fixated on the mountain before me unmoving, not even a flinch, holding his nerve even as I glared back. He was all I thought I didn't want, opinionated and so damn sure of himself, he wasn't backing down, offering no easy way out, he continued to pushed and challenged me.
The scent of him surrounded me, the light smell of his day old aftershave and something else that was totally him, it was addictive. The feel of soft warm hands on my skin, the way he looked at me, the desire in his eyes.
I didn't want to jump...I wanted to fall into him.
...
Soft hands on the sides of her jaw focused her vision, stilled her thoughts and blocked the destructive voice in her head. For the first time she let herself see the truth in Jacobs eyes, it had been there all along.
Connie felt herself drowning, he was edging her closer, easing her towards him, her chest resting against his. Butterflies took flight throughout her body at the feel of his gentle breath dusting her skin. Her lips parted a fraction eagerly awaiting his and the long awaited kiss. She could hear the sound of her heart thundering as he leaned down slowly, savouring the moment, creating an anticipation in them both.
He no longer held her stare, his gaze dropped to her mouth as he closed the gap, brushing his lips against hers so gently as if she'd break. He was tentative, there was no demand, nothing like what Connie had imagined.
She'd often envisaged wonton heat and raging desire, ripping at each others clothing but never this.
He was worshipping her, kissing her like she was the most precious thing in the world, cradling her face in his hands as he acquainted himself with her taste.
Gripping at his shirt Connie returned his sentiment, exploring his mouth just as he was doing to hers.
The whimper that escaped Connie as Jacob eased back was one of frustration, the need for air hadn't registered with her until her senses reasserted themselves, her eyes opened slowly to find Jacobs bright smile beaming down at her. She ached deep down in her core, she wanted more, needed more. She slid her arms around his neck, pulling him down, wanting the feeling for his lips against hers once again, for the seconds they were apart she felt starved, bereft.
She kissed him eagerly, the sparks that popped on her brain as he ran his tongue over her bottom lip was like nothing else. Instinct took over, there was no thoughts, just mindless desire and roaming hands.
Jacob pulled back again gasping for air, stroking his thumb across her swollen well kissed lips. "Okay?" he wondered at the sight of her passion glazed eyes and flushed cheeks. He let his hands slid down to wrap around her waist, holding her close.
"Fine..." she muttered clearing her throat trying to dispel the thumping of her heart. "...I should go."
"Do you want to leave?" wondered Jacob when she made no attempt to disentangle their limbs.
His only answer was a subtle shake of her head, she looked at him and he could see her mind working, she was making decisions, analysing and debating. Her puzzled expression changed, with a bite of her lip and a tiny smirk she took his hand, tugging him towards the stairs.