Jays POV
April
"Say it again for me Taylor" I demand of her. She gasps smiling looking up and into my eyes. The very vision of her splayed out on the sheets, her hair flowing around her breasts is enough to bring out my possessive side. The fact that she adores my possessiveness is just a bonus. And actually, the knowledge that Matthew and Ross crashed in the spare room next door, that Nate is in the room adjacent to ours with Rachel and that Taylor is moaning my name very loudly is a massive boost to my ego.
"Mmm please Jay" she sighs as I'm thrusting into her, and honestly it's really enthralling waking up to the woman of your dreams.
"Jay" she gasps and it's honestly like she's craving me just as much as I need her back. Thrusting her hips into my own distracting me briefly as I gaze down at her hip bones and imagine living my life with a woman that utterly gets me. Imagining spending every morning in this way, through the difficult times and no doubt the challenges of a relationship. I've never had to navigate a woman's feelings before, as usually my relationships have been casual. But for Taylor, I savour every single one of her mood swings, holding her into my chest whenever she cries.
Lowering my body close to hers I whisper in her ear how much I love her as she whimpers and I gently move her leg up to get closer to her.
"I can't ever imagine having sex with anybody else ever again" I whisper before I even think about the implications of what I just said out loud.
"Mmm Jay me too" she gasps as I look down at her stunned. Her eyes lock with my own and I lose all control surrendering myself to her.
Collapsing into her arms as I lay on top of her kissing her afterwards. Our bodies slick with perspiration as she kisses me back breathless and holding me in her arms. I love her. Every second with her is special, different and unique.
"That was perfect, thankyou" she sighs rubbing her hands up my arms and stroking my hair back away from my forehead.
"I mean it" I say softly staring into her eyes.
"If you should leave me Taylor, I'll become the male version of a nun" I smirk and she giggles, I love watching her laugh and even more being the reason for her smiles.
"I'm almost curious to test out whether you would actually do that" she jests with me and I laugh kissing her lips before I climb off of her. Helping her up and out of the bed and carrying her over to the small en-suite.
"Come on then let's test out this shower" I laugh looking up at the white plastic shower head apprehensively. Turning the dial up as the water sprays out sporadically from the shower head. Pounding onto the shower tray, cold water spraying down.
"Fuck me that's cold" I laugh as my hand splays out under the stream.
"Just wait Gilbert it's a cheap one they take a while to get going" she laughs tossing her hair back. I look at her incredulously as she puts her hand under the icy stream of water and walks in past me. Her thigh brushing past me as I watch her stand under the stream of water cascading down her back. The water drenching her hair and making it slick and shiny. Straightening it out so that falls down her back as I watch her momentarily my mouth practically hanging open as she turns to face me and smiles. I'm very lucky, I think to myself as she pulls me in under the now warm water.
"Darling" I say softly and she smiles, her arms around me, her lips on my own. I'm lost to her barely aware of the water running down our skin as we only just about manage to wash utterly distracted by each other's lips. Eventually we climb out of the small shower, the steam fogging up the mirror as I watch Taylor dry her hair. It lays straight today down to her waist as she places on some lipstick and brushes her face over with pressed powder.
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