Eternally Ours

45- Casablanca

My Mum went to work about an hour ago and Freddie left to go out on a date with Evan so both of them won't be back for the rest of the night. I have the house completely to myself, and I have all intentions on finishing what me and jack started in the library at my Dad's. I finally pluck up the courage to text him.

Me- You home?x

I don't have to wait long until my phone sounds.

Jack- Will be in two minutes x

Me- Come over to mine in half an hour?x

Jack- See you then x

I immediately jump up and run to my bathroom, showering and shaving until my legs feel silky smooth, I did this in a complete rush. After moisturising I go to one of the many shopping bags that Freddie has brought home with him from work. I pull out my brand new white silk pyjama set, the short shorts and the thin strap top. I put on white lace underwear to match before putting the pyjamas on. Nerves are tingling through my body as there should be absolutely nothing to interrupt us with both Mum and Freddie gone. No interruptions, just Jack and I spending the evening alone. I brush my hair out a little bit before I hear Jack climbing over the balcony, I swear our neighbours must spot us sometimes and get so confused as to what we are doing.

There's a light tap at the door and I say come in as I left it unlocked for him, Jack opens the door standing in a pair of clean football shorts and grey hoodie, his hair still slightly damp from the shower he must of had. He walks over to me his eyes scanning up and down my body before he comes and engulfs me in a hug, the smell of his aftershave flooding my senses, the smell of nicotine unusually not present.

Jack picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist as he walks backwards and sits down on the edge of the bed, putting me effortless onto his lap. "So how was things after I left?" Jack asks, slightly concerned.

"They were fine, as long as they are both happy then I'm happy. I just wasn't expecting it you know?"

"Yeah I get that I wouldn't have been expecting it either," Jack agrees. I have this sudden wave of confidence and it's now or never. I run my hand through Jack's hair slowly, trailing my hand down the side of his neck until I cup the nape of his neck. I feel him lift his head slowly but surely till our lips meet and we were right back to where we started earlier.

I pull at the bottom of his hoodie and he willingly pulls it over his head and the satin of my pyjama top slides effortlessly off of me and I throw it to the side with help from Jack. I lean forward and kiss him hungrily again, his hands caressing my hips as I place both my hands on his shoulders and push him down onto the bed, never breaking contact from the kiss. We stay like this for a few seconds before Jack scoops me up in one hand and flips us over so he is now the one on top of me. He slowly start to kiss down from my mouth, down the side of my face and he places gentle kisses down my neck, leaving a tingling trail on my skin as he goes. I am playing with his hair arching my body up to meet his, when his hands get down to my chest he looks up asking for permission. "Yes," I breathe out as his unclips my bra and leaves my chest bare.

I always thought that in this moment I would be embarrassed. Embarrassed to be so naked with a man, but the thought doesn't even cross my mind with Jack. He has this way of making me feel so at ease, I always hated looking in the mirror but from the way Jack is acting and the way he is telling me how beautiful I am, I only wish that I could see me from his point of view. He carries on kissing me down my chest and I feel his hand cupping my other breast. I pull his head toward me, his lips come crashing back down on mine and I can sense and physically feel how Jack is feeling, his boner growing. I have never been in this situation before but without breaking the kiss I put my hand down and stroke back and forth slowly on the top of his shorts, Jack groans into my mouth as puts his hand on my stomach and I use my other hand to push his down towards where I can feel this overwhelming feeling of need. Hungry for Jack.