My Beating Heart (Jack Harries)

Chapter Eighteen

~Grace~

It was starting to get late, but Jack was still here. We were the only ones in the living room because Charlie decided to turn in early, and he started getting very touchy-feely. "Jack, what are you doing?" I asked. "Nothing." he said. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me onto his lap, then he kissed the spot right below my ear. He knows that's my weakness, and it's almost impossible for me to resist. "Let's go upstairs, love." he whispered. "If my brother wasn't here, I'd say let's go for it, but..." I sighed. "It's okay. We can just go back to my place, if you want." he smiled softly. "You want to drive me to your house just so we can have s-"

"Nuh-uh, to make love." he corrected me. "Well, when you say it like that... can you get me my Toms?" I asked. "Sure." he said. He got up and went to the closet, then he opened it and got me my shoes. I carefully put them on, then got up with the assistance of my crutches. We both left the house, and I managed to close the door and get it locked. Jack and I got in his blue Mustang GT, and I buckled up. He started the car, then drove down the street and turned on the radio. Cassy O' by George Ezra was playing, and I couldn't help but jam out and sing along. "Cassy's got a new plan, gotta get herself a break." I sang along. Jack started singing along too, but he stumbled through the words. "You don't know this song, do you?" I looked at him. "I've heard it once or twice, and I like it. It's catchy." he drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. "Charlie used to be obsessed with George Ezra. Actually... he still is." I laughed. "Have either of you ever been to a concert?" Jack asked. "Yeah, we went to one in London a few summers ago. He was even better in concert, I think. Have you ever seen one of his concerts?" I asked. "No." he shook his head. "If you ever do, I think you'll enjoy it." I gently squeezed his hand. He pulled up to his house and parked in the driveway, then we both got out. I hobbled up onto the patio with my crutches and waited for him to unlock the door. Once he did, we both went inside and he closed the door. I set my crutches down, then sat down and took my shoes off. Jack picked me up and held me bridal-style, and I wrapped my arms around him. He carried me into his room and gently laid me down on the queen-sized bed. He positioned himself on top of me, and I looked up at him. "You're so beautiful." he sighed. I just smiled, and my cheeks were getting warm. He bent down and kissed my neck over and over again, and I slid my hands underneath his blue t-shirt. He started grinding against me, and a soft moan escaped my lips. I pulled his shirt off, and he went right for my shorts. I took off my own shirt, and Jack just stared at me for a few moments. "What?" I bit my lip. "Nothing. It's just... you're so perfect." he sighed. "Tch, no I'm not." I shook my head. "You are to me." he smiled. His hands roamed my body and he kissed me all over, and I got goosebumps and chills when he got to certain areas. My stomach and hips are very sensitive, so it really drove me wild when he touched me there. We got the rest of our clothes off, and we made love (after he put a condom on, of course). It was so amazing... romantic but hot and it went at a steady, even pace. It wasn't too fast and it wasn't too slow. 

X

I was laying on my right side so I could look at Jack, and he traced the outline of my body with his fingertips. "I love you Grace." he said. "I love you too Jack." I smiled softly. He pulled me close and kissed my forehead, and I snuggled up to him. I've had sex before, but no one's ever taken the time to make me feel good and comfortable the way he has. I just feel so safe and warm with him, but then again... I always have. "Jack, can you promise me something?" I asked. "That depends on what it is." he said. "Just promise me that... no matter what happens, we'll always be friends." I kissed his cheek. "Of course, but why? Do you think something's going to happen between us?" he looked into my eyes. "No, but I know we'll have our fair share of arguments and fights, just like any other couple." I sighed. "Yeah, I can't argue with that." Jack agreed. "But we will get through that, because we're strong." I kissed him softly. "I know. I love you so much." he said. "I love you so much." I gently squeezed him.