Chapter - 11

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I wake up to my phone ringing off the hook. I deliberately ignore it in order to get more sleep because one, I'm feeling too lazy to reach out for it, and two, if I get more time to sleep, I get a few more minutes to reminisce about last night. To say the least, it was absolutely perfect.

I never thought that after all this time, I'll actually enjoy a date, much no less, get kissed too. And what a kiss it was! It was everything I had imagined what kissing Jake would be like and even more.

The way his eyes turned darker at the challenge, coaxing me to dive deep into the pools of his oceanic blues, a storm brewing in them, leaving my breath adrift, drowning me deep within to which I had no intention of saving myself from the onslaught of feelings I was having for this equally breathtaking man before me, making me lose all thought process. I just laid there pinned to the couch, with him on top of me, completely lost in his eyes, just basking in the heat his eyes held for me, full of want and desire... just for me. Woah... I had no idea a guy could ever want me like that... The intensity... It's just too overpowering... Not that I'm complaining...

His hands gently pushed my hair that fell on my eyes, as he leaned in closing the gap between us, closer and closer by every passing second, his thumb caressed my cheekbone. He sucked in a deep breath as if to control himself as his eyes darted to my lips when I licked my lower lip unconsciously, waiting in anticipation for what's next to come.

The next moment I felt his lips touch mine in a soft caress. I pushed myself up to press my lips harder to his, but being the tease he is, he pushed me back down again. I could feel him smirk against my mouth before he dove in and took my lips in a passionate but slow, punishing kiss.

His own moan escaped him after I let out a soft moan against the feel of lips against mine. I kissed him back as good as I was getting, licking his lower lip, then bit into it gently. This earned me growl and Jake lost all control, kissing me harder and more urgently. His tongue darted out to caress my lip asking for permission. I of course denied. My smirk was replaced by a soft gasp when he bit into my lower lip a little harder. He didn't waste a second and pushed his tongue inside tasting me. I was filled with a feeling of euphoria the moment his tongue met mine, fighting the battle for dominance. Of course he won.

My hands reached up to his shoulders, gliding softly towards his neck than into his hair. I grasped the back of his neck gently and pushed him onto me more, closing any gap that was left in between us. I don't mind dying of asphyxia if he keeps kissing me like this. I'll die happily.

His hands travelled down my body in slow, antagonising caresses, leaving goosebumps all over my body. This man is going to be the death of me.. death by absolute pleasure... What an exciting way to die Roxy...

He broke off the kiss and started placing small kisses on my jaw, travelling down to my neck, where he trailed his hot mouth down to my collar bone and back up again, tracing a path to reach just below my left ear. His hands softly brushing my breasts, over the fabric of my dress, making my nipples harden, making me shiver.

“I told you not to challenge me Roxy, I hope you enjoyed your punishment thoroughly and learnt your lesson...” Jake moaned into my ear huskily, before biting my earlobe, the sexy gesture made pool of pleasure between my thighs.

He brought his lips back to mine again for another earth-shattering experience like the previous one. His incessant hands all over my body, his mouth swallowing all my moans and gasps, his own growls and moans of pleasure mixing with my own. His unabashed interest pressed closely to my thigh.

We both broke apart panting like we just ran a marathon, our eyes never leaving the other's. With our swollen lips, erratic breaths and completely disheveled state, we were in a daze too lost in our own bubble, when his phone started to go off. He made no attempt to pick it up, too lost in the aftermath of our hot and heavy make-out session.

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