Chapter 7

I needed him, I longed for him, his body… his mouth suddenly latched itself to my neck, sucking lightly, and I couldn’t help but moan. I arched my head back, slid my fingers into his hair, and closed my eyes, wanting more.

“Wait…” he suddenly mumbled through hard, desperate kisses. “Wait, Jack.”

I pulled away slightly to look into his eyes. Surely, after all this, he hadn’t changed his mind?

“I…I can’t,” he said quietly, sounding afraid, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” I told him quietly, pausing to add, “I… we’ll go slow…” I blushed slightly as I said it.

He looked unsure, and I knew why. I sighed softly, looking away. Despair rose up inside me again, but suddenly, he reached out and cupped my face in one hand, leaning forward as he firmly attached his lips to mine.

I let out a surprised gasp, which turned into a moan when his hands blindly traveled down my chest to grip the hem of my shirt. He pulled at it slightly, and I obligingly raised my arms so he could slip it over my head, our lips parting for no more than a few seconds.

His hands never ceased their endless wandering, but his lips did move from mine to the side of my neck, gently nipping at my already oversensitive skin.

We gradually moved to the center of the bed, still sitting up as we continued, and I faintly wondered why it felt so new and nerve-wracking for me, but didn’t dwell on the thought for too long because he was unbuttoning the front of his shirt and threw it to the floor before I gripped his head in my hands, wanting to feel the warm wetness of his mouth against mine again.

His lips soon ghosted over my closed eyelids, cheeks, and nose as his fingers slowly worked the buttons on my breeches. Taking a deep breath, I pushed his hands away and unfastened my breeches, sliding them down my hips and thighs once I sat up and slid them down my legs.

Feeling vulnerable, I wanted to shrink into his embrace, and he always seemed to know what I felt, for me immediately wrapped his arms around me, drawing us flush together as he leant back against the headboard and positioned me so that I was sitting between his thighs, my back resting against his chest.

He slid his slightly calloused hands down my sides, raising goosebumps wherever he touched, and briefly wound his arms around my chest, and I found the contact comforting rather than restrictive. Soon, his hands traveled down my body, teasingly tracing the line where my thighs met my pelvis, and I suppressed a moan, arching up slightly to get more of the maddening contact.

He chuckled softly into my ear, and I shivered with pleasure as I felt his tongue delicately trace around the shell of my ear as his talented fingers sensuously slid down my thighs.

“Will, please…” I gasped as he just barely touched the underside of my cock.

I closed my eyes and pressed back against him when he finally relented and wrapped his hand around my weeping erection.

“Oh, Will…”

His fingers were warm; I found myself beginning to shudder and take deep, gasping breaths when his hand slowly began pumping a steady rhythm; up, down, up down, thumb gliding over the leaking head…

I parted my thighs slightly, feeling my cock throb steadily as he brought me closer and closer and oh god, oh god, I’m about to –

Abruptly, he tightened his grip, and the shot of pleasure that went through my cock washed through my whole body. I opened my mouth, wanting to moan his name, but all that comes out is a quivering breath as I spilled over his hand and my own belly.

He slowed his pace and kissed the side of my neck as I relaxed against his strong chest, momentarily closing my eyes as my breathing slowed.

It was then that I felt his hardness pressed tightly against the small of my back. I rose away from his chest for a moment, turning around to face him as I straddled his thighs.

My lips sought contact from his, and I glided my tongue into his mouth as I took his cock into my hand, not surprised to feel it was almost as hot as fire; almost hard as steel.

He made a few inarticulate sounds in the back of his throat as I quickened my pace on his throbbing member. I pulled away from his lips as I closed my other hand around his shaft as well, causing him to groan and thrust his hips up.

“Ah… Jack, I –“

He moaned quietly as he came, coating his stomach and chest with his seed. He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling as I let go of his softening member.

His arms immediately enveloped me again, and I let myself fall against him, my cheek resting against his chest as he murmured, “I love you.”

The words had never rung so true before, and I believed it because I could still feel his heart beating a mile a minute against my cheek. I smiled, feeling content.

I knew it would be another little while before Will would allow himself to take me again, but once he did, I would show him that no matter what forces may drive us apart, my heart would always belong to him.

I gazed out the window, mesmerized by the light of the setting sun. I smiled again; tomorrow, when the sun rose, it would be on somewhat of a new beginning for him and me. And I was finally ready to embrace it.

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