As he took her hand and led her along the small corridor to Jax's old room Juice's stomach was doing backflips. He couldn't believe Jane had taken the lead and kissed him like that, but God when she did it awakened a part of him that he didn't know existed. He was nervous, excited and incredibly turned on by the thought of what was about to happen. He put the key in the lock and turned, pausing for a second to look at her as if to seek her approval. She smiled and nodded at him as though she knew what he was thinking and he pushed open the door.
She shed her coat the second the door was closed and Jane paused to watch Juice pull the bolt across the door to lock it. He turned to face her, his smile lighting up the room. His hand brushed along his mohawk, something she realised now he did when he was nervous, then suddenly, without warning her strode towards her, boots clomping loudly on the wooden floor as he did so.
Her took her face between his hands and claimed her mouth, his stomach again somersaulting at the little groan of pleasure that escaped her as he did it. His kiss was passionate, his tongue gently touching hers. His hands again found the long length of her hair and his fingers weaved through it as he kissed her. He became aware of her hand slowly unzipping his cut and he pulled away from her for a second in order to shed the heavy leather garment to the floor, his white T Shirt followed, yanked quickly over his head to reveal his muscular torso and heavily decorated arms. Her hands rubbed over his chest muscles, his nipple tightening in response to her touch. He took the hem of the tank top she wore and lifted the shirt free from her, he threw it to the floor to join his discarded shirt. Juice moved in to kiss her again, one hand slowly stroking her face whilst the other reached around the back and deftly unhooked her bra, she paused to look at him and giggled at his prowess with bras, before she could comment that was on the floor with the rest of the clothes and Juice's mouth was firmly clamped to her nipple, sucking and nibbling in a rhythmic fashion which made her tingle.
He pushed her backwards towards the bed and as they lay down he unbuttoned her jeans and removed those too, leaving her lying there in a small pair of barely there white panties. His hands explored her torso, stroking her breast gently whilst his mouth was preoccupied with her nipple. She was moaning quietly underneath him at every nip and then she did it, whispered from her lips came the words that sent his cock hard in an instant "Oh God Juice". Who knew that just his name, spoken like that could have that effect on him.
The hand that had been exploring her breast moved slowly down across her stomach and traced the elastic of the panties she wore. He drew a line with his finger along her stomach and she lifted her ass off the bed and moaned in response.
Jane was in heaven, Juice may have portrayed the 'inexperienced' geek but he was far from it. The way he nipped and sucked on her nipple, the way his hand gently caressed her body, the way he kissed her. His finger was tracing a line along her panties, oh God she was so wet, why was he teasing her? Lifting her ass up and moaning as if to say 'please' didn't help and the words tripped off her tongue "please, please Juice, touch me". His fingers moved slowly down inside her panties, she was dripping wet, his thumb began to rub over her most sensitive part and his finger slowly inched inside her wetness and within seconds the orgasm hit her like a train. She came apart his name on her lips as she quivered and pulsated with the aftershocks of one of the strongest orgasms of her life. As she met his eyes Juice put his glistening finger to his lips and sucked it, relishing the taste of her.
"I think" he said with a smile "its going to be a long night"