Embodiment of perfection

Part 5

It was the day of the party at Annas’ place. The gang and I got there early to help her set up everything. Amelia and Elena were wearing matching outfits as usual which was very cute. Anna and Michael were sucking face on the sofa also as usual and Link and Nico were dancing their hearts out. The house was packed with loud and drunk people when finally, I saw him arrive. He was wearing a ripped jean, a plain white t-shirt, a silver cut chain and the exact same shoes as mine, a white stan smith adidas. Great taste if you ask me. It took me a few minutes to build up the courage to go talk to him, but I did. We had a great night, we danced, drank and made out a couple of times. The party was still hyped up when Jackson and I snuck upstairs into one of the many bedrooms to “talk”. We found an empty bedroom. You’d be surprised at how many people had the same idea as Jackson and me. Before we went into the room, he pushed me up against the door and vigorously pulled himself towards me, put his one hand on my face and just started how I would say for Michael and Anna, sucking face…it was hot and intense, my body no longer belonged to me, it was his and boy did I not mind. He opened the door and locked it so we wouldn’t be disturbed. Honestly, I didn’t think he’d have it in him to be such a dominant but clearly, I was wrong. He took off his shirt showing his hot six pack and his oh so clear v line. Then he walked closer to me and started unbuckling my belt and took off my shirt. It wasn’t my how you would say “first time” but with him it might as well have been, because he made me forget about everyone and everything else. It was the hottest, intense, and most memorable experience I have ever had. I have never sweat so much in my life. His hips thrusting against me made my knees weak and I made sounds that I have never made in my life. It was the most passionate feeling ever. I still remember every inch of his body like he is standing right in front of me, naked of course. The party ended at around four in the morning and I drove Blain home because his father dropped him off, so he didn’t have a way to get home. When we arrived at his house, he leaned it to kiss me and we shared another hot kiss before he got out of the car and went inside his beautiful home. His house was very dark and just as mysterious as he was. I remember thinking how I have never been inside his house. I’ve only ever dropped him a few times after school. I went home afterwards unable to stop thinking about Jackson and his chiselled jawline. He literally looked like the gods themselves sculpted him from the most perfect material they could find.