Lovestruck

Vacation Time Part II

I glanced at Jack intently as he slept beside me.

I was absolutely in love with this boy. He was amazing. I had such an intense feeling just looking at him. I needed him desperately. I wanted him so bad. I just wanted him to kiss him, hold him, feel his heartbeat, listen to his words. I wanted to be with him in every way possible. I was almost obsessive. I loved him so much and I hated the fact that I couldn't explain how much I wanted him and to do nothing but be with him. He was the most beautiful thing I ever had the joy of seeing. He beautiful and perfect.

And I swear I will marry him one day.

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I sat in the chair on the balcony. It was very cold out, in the mid-40's and I was naked. I could make out a very faint orange glow on the horizon, the sun about to come up in an hour or so. The snow was falling gently, and although I was cold I stayed in my spot. I propped my legs up on the small table and put my hands behind my neck. My birthday was in three days and we decided that we'd return the day before so we could celebrate it with the town. I glanced over at Jack in bed, cuddling up in the many covers since I left the doors open. The night shined on his face and he looked so angelic. These next few days were going to be only Jack. I spent enough time with everything else and now it's time for him. He's been through a lot and deserves whatever he wants.

"Cupid?" he asked drowsily.

"I'm right here, Jack," I replied.

He opened his eyes and glanced at me. He wrapped the blanket around him and walked over to me. He collapsed onto my lap and I cradled him in my arms. I kissed his cheek and he lied against me lazily. He pulled the blanket all the way around us and closed his eyes.

"Morning," he mumbled.

"Morning," I replied. I kissed his cheek again and trailed down to his neck and ears. He sighed and melted against me, lolling his head to the side for better access. I slid my hands over his torso and kissed him deeply on his sweet, succulent lips. He turned in my lap so his legs were on the side of me, his chest against mine. I ran my fingers through his hair and slid them over his body. I massaged his nipples roughly, getting moans from him and then slid them up to his mouth. He slid his tongue around each finger as I entered them in his mouth before I moved my hand down below him, penetrating him slowly. I bent my fingers in him, getting much louder moans from him.

He kissed me and grabbed my hand, propping himself on his knees. He moved forward slighly and lowered himself, my hands on his hips to help guide him on top of me. He gave a few pathetic moans as he rode on top of me. "Cupid," he panted. He kissed me and started to move against me slowly. I held him tight against me as he rode me, getting faster and digging in deeper. Goosebumps erupted onto his pale skin, the snow coating us.

"Oh - god, Cupid," he whispered. "I love you."

"I love you, too," I told him, biting his neck.

"Mh, oh god. Uh, oh Cupid." He bucked his hips harder and my hand pumped against his member with his thrusts. He inhaled sharply, his face erupting into beauty and his voice soaring. I groaned his name and held him in position. He panted against me, his breath hot against my skin, snow billowing on his breath.

"Today is for you," I told him, lifting him off of me. I picked him up with the blanket, the sun shining into the room now. I tossed him onto the bed, making him laugh. "Whatever you want to do, we'll do."

He smiled up at me. "What do you want to do?"

"No. On my birthday we are going to do whatever I want to do. Today is you."