SAPPHIRE (Book #1 Of Fire Series)

The First

The entire atmosphere has suddenly shifted.
From beautiful words and tears shed, to a scolding flame, that of passion and desire.

Nandi's delicate feet pad hastily into her room, with Jayden hot on her heels, and it is clearer than crystal that she is not sure.
Of herself and her abilities?
Of the desire to give herself fully to Jayden, right now?
Of anything, really.

Jayden's soft touch finds refuge in the dip of her waist, and ties itself around her in a snug embrace. Shortly after, his gaze finds hers, unwavering and longing.

He throws his phone and wallet onto the bed behind her and it is certain, all he sees is her at this very moment.

His eyes hold every hue of the sea, vast and deep. Owning love and lust alike. They poured like a waterfall into her earthy orbs.

Their eyes hold onto each other, both held hostage by the other, and subsequently their lips find each other in a fiery, yet delicate dance.
Their hands venture over the other's body, pressing, grabbing, exploring all there is to be found.

Jayden's lips leaves Nandi, and attach themselves to her soft, yet bare and vulnerable neck. He bites down gently and grazes over her flesh with lust and meticulous attention.

A whimper, a moan can be heard sounding from Nandi's slightly parted lips, and her thighs press together, rubbing against each other impatiently.

The gentle hand that once held the curve of her back, now a hungry beast, gripping and devouring the sensation, the touch of her rounded butt cheek.

Nandi throws her head back and she glances up, singing a deliciously melodic tune to the heavens. Jayden chuckles in turn, but it is not one of humour. It is one of amusement, one of ego, pride.

His hands prowl over her body, but hers stay stationed on the flesh above his raging heart.

"Are you okay," his mouth moves first and then his hands, sensing the hesitance from her. Sensing the restraint.

Their eyes find each other again, but hers escape, rushing to find refuge in another sight, as she brims with nerves and uncertainty. Her teeth gently pull on her bottom lip as it, too, escapes their hold.

"I- uhm- I'm nervous. I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing..." She mutters self-consciously, releasing a shaky breath in the process.

Immediately his gaze softens. Once a confused, concerned twist of emotion, turns into a warm, understanding beam of light that wears a gentle smile on it. Hers, however, is paler than death, drained of all it's colour.

"I haven't even brushed my teeth," she shrieks in horror as she bolts into her bathroom, slamming the door shut. Forming a barrier between them.

He chuckles fondly and finds his seat on the bed, waiting for her return.

Nandi is merciless and spares no sympathy as she vigorously scrubs her teeth clean.

What the hell is wrong with me? Her internal dialogue bellows through her mind.

How did I forget to brush my teeth?!

She frees the contents of her mouth and gets to work on her tongue, meticulously scraping it clean, before forcing puffs of air out, checking her breath.

"Okay, Nandipha this is it. You can't mess this up," she whispers as she scans over her untamed curls and crazy gaze.

"Geez, get it together. It's just your first time, it's not a life or death situation," she continues, holding greater conviction in her quiet speech.