Earth (Complete)

Twenty

A/N:

So... I'll just leave this here :)

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Jade

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Heat. That's all I felt. Bubbling through my body like magma in a volcano, it started by my core, spread out its spider legs through my belly, stretched down my thighs and calves, and made them tingle. His lips were an intoxicating mixture of pleasure and desire, and I only wanted more. My body ached with remembrance of our candlelit date. It reminded me just how bad I wanted that again. Something told me much more was on the way. Large fingers clung onto my hair, and thick legs pushed me back against the wall. Thud. The pain it caused only increased the pleasure and when his lips lifted from mine, I felt the cold air sting my lungs as I pulled it in.

"I'm tired of all this fucking waiting and foreplay." He breathed, his strong words searing deep into my skin. "I think it's time we start the real game." He grinned evilly and pressed himself against me.

My breath came out fast, staggered, like someone kept cutting off my air supply. The heat between my legs was becoming unbearable, and gave me a surge of confidence. "Then what the hell are you waiting for?" I snapped. "Permission?"

He chuckled down in my neck. "Feisty little one, you are." He breathed me in and butterflies erupted in my belly. "Alright." He smirked. "This might get rough. Don't say I didn't warn you, princess."

I opened my mouth to snap at him again, curse him for talking too much, when he instantly ripped me off the wall and flung me on my bed. Without any time to react, he hopped on the bed with me, tossed his leather to the sofa behind us, leaned over me and his lips crashed on mine. My hands gripped his face, his slight manly stubble scratching my tender fingertips as his tongue explored my mouth.

He pulled away, those gorgeous dimples smiling at me and making themselves known as he said, "Time to see that naughty underwear."

He knelt over me, then slipped his rough fingers under the collar of my dress. In one swift move, his hands pulled in opposite directions and all I heard was the sound of my dress being ripped. One clean line ran right from the top all the way down to the tip and without warning, he pulled it off my skin, revealing my matching white lace panties and bra. Luckily, I never mismatched underwear and decided to wear the nice pair today. Discarding my torn dress onto the floor, his eyes ran along my body, lust being spelt out as he traced my curves.

Deep breath, I reminded myself. In. Out. In. Out.

His lips lowered to my tender skin and I shuddered beneath them. Small kisses were left on my belly as calloused hands ran up my thighs. The kisses moved up my body, along with his hands, all the way to my lips. Slow and steady, his lips moved against mine, until finally, he lifted his eyes to mine as my fingers dug into my covers.

"A little tense, Janie?" He smirked, sparking up my irritation. "How about I help you destress?" I bit down on my tongue to keep myself from screaming at him. Mother was still in the other room and dad and Cody would be back from the office any minute now. I had locked the door before Dylan's arrival, but that didn't mean mother wouldn't come see what was up if she heard screaming in my room.

His fingers landed on my belly, which was covered in bumps from his touch, and snaked their way down. Further and further they traveled, until they reached the top of my underwear. I breathed through my nose to keep myself from panting like I'd just run a race and waited patiently. He watched me closely, ghostly amusement covering his features as he didn't go further down, but ran his fingers along my waist, just above the top of my underwear. I tried not to growl in frustration and shut my eyes, striving for patience.

My body craved him. It called out for him and burned with a desire so strong, I didn't know how much more waiting I could take. And he was toying with me. Fucking bastard.

"I thought you were tired of foreplay." I growled at him but he simply let out a little laugh.

"Oh, but it's so much fun." That time I literally did growl like an angry little bear, and he chuckled some more. "Honestly, I just remembered a few seconds ago that this would be your first time, right?" He tilted his head to the side, sympathetically. "I don't wanna break you."

"Please..." I breathed. "Break me."

He let out another small laugh, contemplated for a second, and then sighed, "Well, if you insist."

He kneeled over me, reached down and pulled his shirt up and over his head. It was my turn to scan his body. And hell, I really couldn't wait much longer for this.

My eyes ran along the contours of his fairly ripped frame. It wasn't built in a gym like Jeremy's. No, his was all natural, crafted by manual labor. And I loved it. "You can kiss Jeremy goodbye." He looked deep into my eyes and suddenly, all traces of playfulness was gone. And all that was left, was a promise to give me everything I've asked for. Undoing his pants, he slipped them off and slowly removed my bra, as he said, "Because now... I'm gonna make you mine."

Pulling me to him, he yanked my panties off and kneeled over me. My heart pounded in my chest as I fully took him in. I hadn't realised how badly I wanted this until now. He rested his arms by my head, and fixed himself on top of me.

He looked me in the eye and grinned, "Your world's about to change, princess." He said. "Get ready."

Deep breaths, Jane.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and braced myself. He lowered his hips onto mine and I felt him, hard and ready, slowly push himself inside. My eyes screwed shut as he stretched me out. He moved and kept moving in and once he was fully in, I let out a heavy breath, getting used to his size. I felt incredibly whole. In other cheesy terms, complete, full. Whole. Nothing else could describe this feeling. I felt myself tighten suddenly and he flinched.

"God... fucking... shit." He cursed through gritted teeth. He breathed heavily through his nose, getting used to me too I suppose. His eyes darted to mine and he asked, "You okay? I'm not hurting you?" I shook my head and he grinned. "Good. I'm gonna move now, yeah?" I nodded and on cue, he moved. In and out. Slow, gradual movements, further stretching me out. My moans were soft in his ear, a quiet plea almost, begging for more, as I gripped onto his hair and he let out low groans in my neck. He seemed restrained, like moving at this pace was physically hurting him. Though, it didn't stay that way for long. I felt his movements gradually quicken after which he said with a grin, "Why don't we speed things up a bit?"

He moved faster and faster and I couldn't limit myself to quiet, tender moans any longer. The sounds that left my lips were uncontrollably loud and like he did before, he slapped his lips on mine as he moved, swallowing up my sounds. The build-up started once more. I felt it, like hot lava between my legs. He gripped onto my hips, hard hands digging deep into my skin as I clawed his back. Faster and faster, he went as he molded me to fit him, my name rolling onto my lips from his. And then suddenly, there it was, a flash of light as a soundless scream left me and my body quaked with satisfaction. It was like a surge of electricity sparked through my body and I shook beneath him.

He stopped moving, "Fuck, Jane."

My name rolled off his tongue for the last time in that heavenly, husky voice of his that made me tremble and with a final push, he reached his peak and filled me up.

Hot, panting, bodies glistening with a thin layer of sweat, we lay there, soaking up each other and paid no attention to the consequences that were to follow.

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