Just to clarify, this story is an AU so there's no Sydney involvement. I hope everyone is enjoying the story. Thank you for all the reviews.

Chapter Four

The only time Jill had ever felt nervous around Adrian was when she had first met him back at St. Vladimir's. That mainly came from the fact she was a shy, nervous girl who had a big crush on the mysterious older boy.

And despite being a confident woman now, her heart was still pounding. Tonight was the…night. Because of her nerves she was having a hard time keeping herself out of his head. It made her feel a little better, though not much, to know Adrian was feeling a bit on edge himself.

"Do you want a drink?" Adrian asked.

Jill shook her head. "No, I'm okay..." she said. She didn't want anything clouding tonight's experience. She twisted a lock of her hair around her finger anxiously.

"Okay," he said, stepping away from the little bar he had set up in the apartment.

"I mean...you can have one if you want," Jill insisted.

"No...I'm good," Adrian replied. He took a seat next to Jill on the couch.

Jill chuckled a little. "Adrian Ivashkov…turning down a drink?" she teased him.

Adrian's shoulders relaxed a touch. "First time for everything, right?" he replied.

"Truer words were never spoken," Jill agreed. She chewed on the inside of her cheek. "So…we should do this."

"Yes, definitely…get it started…" Adrian stammered. He scooted closer to her, closing the space between them. "Should I kiss you?" he asked.

Jill nodded as she moved in herself and tilted her head to the side. He moved his head at the same time and their noses ended up bumping.

"I thought you were supposed to be smooth," Jill let out a breathy laugh.

"I'm a little rusty," Adrian insisted. And a lot nervous.

"Let's try again on the count of three," Jill said. Maybe if she made this more clinical she'd feel less anxious. She pressed her forehead to his and held his gaze. "One, two…"

Before Jill got to three Adrian covered her lips with his. All thought of keeping this clinical were gone in an instant. "I lied…you know what you're doing," she mumbled against his pouty lips.

"Told you," he teased softly and gave her another soft kiss.

Jill returned the kiss and shifted so she was halfway on his lap. Adrian wasn't expecting that and almost dropped her. Getting their movements in sync was proving to be awkward. It didn't help that she knew exactly what he was thinking. At the moment it was thoughts of 'Is this a good idea?'

His arms wrapped around her waist as she finally settled comfortably in his lap. "Adrian…" she said softly.

"Hmm?" he asked and looked up. His green eyes locking with her blue ones.

"Thank you," she said. She nuzzled her nose against his.

That seemed to relax him and his mind focused more on the task at hand. In turn Jill was able to stop worrying and let herself enjoy this, which was the whole point.

Adrian's hand moved from her back and up her side, slowly inching his way under the fabric of her tank. Jill sighed softly and pressed her lips against his again. This time she parted them, trying to grant his tongue access. His hand rested just underneath the clasp on her bra.

"You're not going to hurt me," Jill assured him. With those words spoken he unhooked the clasp, the straps falling away from her shoulders as he slipped his tongue past her lips.

"Oh," Adrian groaned as Jill's tongue met his inside her warm and wet mouth. He slowly started to lean her back against the arm of the couch. He had been anxious about this, but now that it was happening…those fears were melting away.

After they came up for a breath Jill stretched her arms upward and pulled away her tank top and bra, unceremoniously dropping them onto the floor. This was the first time Adrian had ever seen Jill like this. He swallowed hard as his eyes studied her half naked form.

"You're gorgeous," Adrian murmured. His eyes looked up to meet hers again.

"And since I can see inside your head I know you're telling the truth," Jill said with a soft chuckle. Her fingertips trailed down the buttons on his shirt. "My turn to see what's under here." She guided her hands back up and fumbled with the buttons. Nerves were starting to take hold again.

"It's okay," Adrian said softly. "We can go slow or we can stop," he assured her.

"No, no…it's fine," Jill said. She finally managed to get his shirt open. She pushed the fabric off his shoulders and ran his hands over his toned chest.

"Is it okay if I…" he trailed off, his gaze now resting on her chest.

Jill bit on her lip shyly. "Yes…" she replied.

Adrian pressed a gentle kiss in the valley between her breasts and then rested his weight on top of her. His lips found hers again and his palm covered her chest, kneading slowly as they kissed.

Jill's body instinctively arched up towards his touch and a few expletives slipped from her throat. She grasped the hair on the back of his neck and drew him closer to her. After he had given her right side some attention he switched his hand to the other.

"Is this okay?" Adrian murmured, sucking lightly on her lower lip.

Jill whimpered a reply, "Yes…" she said. "Are you…okay?" she asked him. His erection was pretty obvious against her leg.

"Uh huh," Adrian confirmed. He was aching for some kind of friction, but he didn't want to go there yet.

"Let me…" Jill murmured and rested her free hand on the zipper on his jeans. She lowered the zipper and pushed the denim and boxers lower in one swoop. Her fingers finally found him. She grasped him firmly in her palm. He was hard to the touch.

"Fuck," Adrian cried when he felt her hand.

What she could see inside his head was a mash up of colors and stars. At least she knew she was doing this right. She slowly guided her hand back and forth along his length.

"We should go…to my room," Adrian said, exercising every bit of self control he had at the moment. He knew if Jill kept going like that he was going to have to take her right there and that was not the point of the night.

They untangled from one another and sat on the couch, both taking in deep breaths.

"Are you okay?" Adrian asked sincerely.

Jill looked at him, her face flushed. "Yes," she said. "This is…this is right…it's what I want."

Adrian got up to his feet and scooped up Jill, who looked shaky on her legs, and carried her to the bedroom.

"You didn't make your bed," Jill pointed out as he laid her on the silky sheets.

"Saves us some time," he teased her. Once she was settled on the mattress he kicked off the clothes that were pooling at his feet and gently tugged away Jill's skirt and panties. Once they were both rid of their clothes Adrian crawled on top of her and straddled her waist. He linked their fingers together and squeezed her hands gently. "Are you sure?" he asked for the hundredth time.

Inside his head Jill could see his nervousness. He didn't want to hurt her. He didn't want to ruin what they had. He loved her too much to lose her to anything that might result from this. "I'm sure," she said softly. She knew he'd take care of her.

He pressed a light kiss to her lips and then fumbled in the bedside table for a condom. After he took care of that he rolled back on top of her. "Let me know if I'm hurting you," he said.

"Okay," Jill whispered. She knew this was going to be painful, but she hoped it was a good kind.

Adrian wet his finger and slowly pushed the digit inside of her. She was extremely tight and he wanted her to get used to the feeling before he entered her himself. She gasped softly, but slowly started to relax as his finger slid in and out of her center. She closed her eyes and tipped her head back, rolling her hips in time with his finger and eventually fingers. A low purr escaped from deep within her throat.

He only grew more aroused between the feeling of her around his fingers and the sounds she was making because of him. He carefully pulled out of her and gave her a deep kiss as he finally fit himself inside of her.

Jill wrapped her arms around him tightly. She bit rather hard on his shoulder as she adjusted to him. "Oh my god…" she cried softly.

"Do you want me to stop?" Adrian asked quickly, sounding slightly panicked.

"No, no…just…I need a second," Jill murmured. Once he was fully inside she relaxed her body and then eventually wrapped her legs around his waist as the pain dulled. "Okay," she said.

Adrian kissed her lips gently and then pressed his forehead to hers as he moved against her. He opened up his eyes and saw her face all scrunched up. "Jill, open your eyes," he whispered.

Slowly Jill blinked her eyes open to look up at him. He nuzzled his nose gently against hers. "Hi beautiful, try to move with me," he encouraged her.

Jill nodded her head slowly and rolled up her hips as he pressed against her. "Oh…" she groaned. This felt much better.

"There you go, sweetheart…there you go…" he whispered. Slowly but surely Jill's tension went away and the two moved with a slow and steady rhythm.

They started to kiss again, the pressure between them finally hitting its peak. Adrian moaned into her mouth as he lost control and let himself go.

"I'm so…close…" Jill panted in labored breaths.

"I got you…I got you…" Adrian assured her and helped her work towards her own release which she met with a soft cry of his name. "Good girl…good girl," he said softly as he kissed on her shoulder and then her cheek. After a few moments he slipped out of her and rolled over onto his back.

Silence hung in the air between them. Once Jill was able to think again she found herself inside Adrian's head again…more stars and colors. She smiled to herself and then over at him. "Thank you…"

Adrian tilted his head and smiled back. "Anytime, Jailbait," he whispered back.