Fifty Shades of Friends (book 1) j.g.

Chapter 13- Ignore It

Hey guys. I guess I'm going to have to start censoring curse words in my stories now because of idiotic wattpad. I can't lose another story so. Just thought I should let you know in case you were wondering why the sudden change. Idk.
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EMMA'S POV

"We can't ignore what happened back there Jack." I sigh looking straight ahead at the road as he continues to drive through the dark, lit up streets of LA.

"And what exactly happened?"

I look at him with a little bit of disgust but also a little disappointment. "I guess it was nothing." I lie and stare out the window beside me, watching the other cars drive beside us, soon getting lost in my thoughts.

Before I know it, we arrive back at his house and I take my time getting out of his car, letting him go in without me. I was trying so hard not to think about the kiss too much but I just couldn't help it. The feeling of his soft lips on my lingered through my body and the electric feeling was still running through my veins. I never experienced that feeling before and the only thing to explain it is that one thing we agreed we wouldn't let happen in this FWB relationship we were going to attempt.

I interrupt my own thoughts and get out of the car finally. When I enter Jack's house, I see him drinking a beer in his kitchen, staring out the window above the sink in a daze. The sight of his jaw clenching gives me an arousing idea.

It obvious he was thinking about what happened just as hard as I just was. I needed to get that out of his head to let him know I was fine. I'm fine with never discussing it again; I hope. Whatever I can do to keep this FWB going, I'll do it. Besides, I just started things with Cameron.

I clear my head and begin to sexily walk over to his hot, muscular figure, continuing a gaze out the window. I graze my hands around his waist and to his abs then go further by sneaking my hands under his shirt. He puts his beer down enjoying my gentle, erotic touch. As I begin to slide my one hand down his pants, I add gentle, sweet kisses on his arms and neck from behind.

"We can just forget it all." I whisper seductively and continue to kiss his neck and palm his bulge in his pants but outside of his boxers.

His light moans express his frustration with my teasing. Soon, he grabs both of my wrists suddenly and pulls me in front of him. Promptly then lifting me up onto the counter aggressively, meeting my lips immediately. The kiss was enjoyable. Hot and intense. Like all the other ones before, thankfully not like the one earlier tonight. I couldn't handle anymore of that.

I let out a soft moan as I feel his fingers creep underneath the bottom of my short dress and lift it up and over my head, only breaking our connection for a short moment. After a couple more minutes of intense kissing, he slides me off the counter and began carrying me as I kiss his neck, quickly finding his sweet spot, making him weaker to my touch.

We enter a room that I'm guessing is the play room that I sort of missed these past couple days. He lays me down on a raised lounge chair, that is raised to his waist's height for convenience.

As he leans over on top of me, he tears my panties off, managing to even rip them completely in half because of his excitement.

He stares deeply into my eyes, his heavy breath colliding onto my bare skin before reaching my lips again. He occupies me with aggressively hot kisses while he drops his pants to the floor. With my eyes closed, I was unaware of anything anymore. All I had in my thoughts was this continuous idea of how much I wanted him. All of him.

Out of no where, I moan intensely as he slides inside me, thrusting slowly and never leaving my lips. Our moans began to match as I grip onto his back and slide my fingers through his perfect hair. I was in no capability of moving my lips against his anymore because of the pleasure becoming too much for me to handle.

With my head thrown back, I began to feel as I was on cloud nine between everything. His gentle touch gliding over every perfect spot on my body, the perfect spots he hit inside me and at such a perfect motion and pace. I felt as if I was losing control over my body as his thrusts continue and I approach my climax. This time around was like no other. It was perfect in every way imaginable.

When he brought me into his play room, I thought he was going to tie me up and do God knows what else, but it's as if he had no other intentions except soft, gentle sex. I'd like to say it was even making love but I still have no clue exactly what that is since I've never experienced it.

"Oh f*ck" he moans out softly as he pulls out of me and we both release at almost the same time.

As I began to regain control of my body again, I prop myself up with my elbows and stare at him, leaning against the wall out of breath.

"What's wrong? Why'd you pull out?"

"We forgot a condom." He looked at me with a laugh appearing under his breath and a crack of a smile following it.

I copy his soft laughter and slip off the table, landing on my legs that almost give out. My balance was yet off because of the amount of pleasure I just experienced. So much that I never even thought it was humanly possible.

He quickly rushes to grab my waist to hold me up; to reassure me.

"I'm fine." I smile and laugh softly once again.

"I'm gonna go take a shower then head to bed." He says quickly changing the subject and starts walking out of the room.

He seems a little off as he strided away from me. It seemed as if something was bothering him.

"Hey Gilinsky." I quickly grab his attention as he takes a step out of the door.

"Yeah?"

"That was the best sex I've ever had." I laugh with a smirk ending up on my face.

He copies my laugh and shakes his head as he walks out of sight, and out of the room.

"I think we could do even better." I hear him call out as his voice travels further and further away.

Something tells me he's right...😏