Jack and Nikki - After the Kiss

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Jack leaned forwards, still inside her and lay between her legs catching his breath, resting on his arms with his head over her shoulder, feeling her heartbeat against his chest.

Nikki felt her racing heartbeat start to slow, the satiated feeling spreading across her body. Jack nuzzled into her neck, kissing her gently as he pulled out of her and lay down next to her, pulling her into a close embrace on her side.

He looked at her and kissed her cheek, then her forehead, and he pulled away to gaze into her eyes, hoping he didn't see any regret etched across her face. He tucked her loose blonde curls behind her ear and looked at her intently.

Nikki looked back at him smiling, she planted a kiss on his lips and snuggled into his arms, feeling so safe and loved in his warm hold. "I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do that" she sighed with satisfaction.

Jack smiled, his eyes crinkling in the corners. "I've never wanted to do that with you at all!" He joked.

Nikki playfully hit his arm laughing, "ha, I don't think anyone would believe you after that performance!" She grinned.

He was relieved that there seemed to be no concern on her part about what they had done. He inhaled deeply and let out a long slow breath as he kissed her forehead again and wrapped his arms around her.

They held each other in silence for a while, listening to each other breathe, tracing their fingers around each others bodies mindlessly, enjoying finally getting to hold each other after 8 years of games.

Jack felt Nikki shiver slightly and he looked down to see goosebumps on her arms. Realising they were still on top of the covers Jack suggested they get comfy under the duvet.

Nikki agreed but first said that she needed to clean herself up a bit. Jack smirked at the thought of the mess he had made of her.

Nikki sat up and scooped up Jack's discarded t shirt from the floor next to the bed and slid it on, covering her breasts and stomach. Jack was so much bigger than her that when she stood up, the t shirt covered her bottom comfortably.

Jack looked up at her admiringly, watching the bounce of her curls across her shoulders, and her nipples poking through the fabric of the t shirt as she turned to look at him.

"Christ Nikki, I think that might be my new favourite t shirt!" He said with a grin.

Nikki raised an eyebrow "hmm? What makes you say that?" Jack smiled and glanced down to her nipples. Nikki followed his gaze and rolled her eyes, "honestly Jack, you've got a one track mind!"

She started to turn to walk off to the bathroom but she suddenly felt Jack grab her wrist.

"Nik, there is something about you wearing my t shirt, knowing you've got no bra on under that, and no knickers, you filthy thing" Jack sat up and ran his fingers up her thigh, "and dripping with my come" he looked up at her with black eyes, as he slid his fingers under the shirt.