When Fools Rush In

Chapter 13 - You've Had It Now

Jack's bedroom was spacious, with panoramic views over the Manchester skyline and a walk-in dressing room which led to an en suite bathroom. The lights over the city twinkled in the distance as Jack switched a dimly-lit lamp on in the corner, casting shadows across the King-size bed that was adorned with a sky blue duvet, pillows and cushions.

"Is that a Man City duvet set?" joked Lucy, winding him up as she sat on the end of the bet.

"No!" exclaimed Jack, poking Lucy in the ribs as he sat next to her. She yelped and shoved Jack back on the bed, tickling Jack under the ribs. He shrieked and grabbed Lucy by the shoulders, pulling her down onto him, laughing together.

"Behave gorgeous," breathed Jack, as Lucy's face hovered above his, her large brown eyes unblinking into his. She studied him from above, drinking in his soft, playful gaze, the curved outline of his lips. He was all hers. 

"Oh you're telling me to behave?" said Lucy, teasingly, "bit rich..." she kissed him on the forehead, "...coming from you."

Jack cradled Lucy's head in his large hands and pushed her into his lips. They kissed softly, tenderly. They had all night.

Lucy ran her tongue under Jack's chin and into his neck, gently sucking his skin, making him lightly moan. 

"You like that?" she murmured into his neck, tugging his earlobe with her hand.

"Mmmmm."

She continued to kiss, suck and lick his neck, feeling Jack relax underneath her, his arms flopping onto her back, grabbing her hips loosely as Lucy worked her way down to the top of his sweater. She pulled his sweater up, taking his t-shirt with it, and vigorously tugged it over his shoulders and head until both items of clothing were clean off, thrown onto the floor.

"That's better," hummed Lucy, burying her face into Jack's collarbone, "I can start on the rest of you now." She shuffled herself down, balancing herself on his thighs as she craned her neck to kiss his chest, running her tongue along the grooves of his muscles and to his nipples, which she proceeded to suck, delicately nibbling them with the graze of her teeth.

"Oh Lucy that's good," came the mumblings from the top of her head. Jack had one hand in Lucy's hair, slowly running his fingers over her scalp.

She edged down onto his stomach, his abs rippling underneath her mouth, tiny beads of sweat beginning to form on his skin as Lucy worked on him. She busied her hands by running them up and down each side of Jack's torso, alternating tentative strokes with massaging squeezes as she ran her fingers down towards his hips, deftly nudging her fingertips under the top of his jeans, playing with his belt. Briefly, she lifted her head up to take in the view, and what a view it was. To her, his body was perfect, lean and muscular, his skin soft and warm. 

"You are fucking gorgeous Jack." Lucy stared into his eyes as she spoke.

"Mmm hmmm," Jack was putty in her hands, his eyes beginning to glaze over.

Lucy shuffled further down again, leaning over to run her tongue around his belly button and plant kisses down his snail trail. She had reached his belt. She could see his erection straining under his jeans.

Jack's hands slipped down from Lucy's back and onto his belt clasp as he fumbled to get it undone.

"No, I'll do that," Lucy said, removing his hands and placing them down on the bed covers.

Jack sighed, "OK babe but quick." 

She could see how flustered he was getting. She smirked at him.

"There's no rush."

Slowly - agonisingly slowly - Lucy undid his belt and the button of his jeans, fighting Jack's hands off as he attempted to intervene.