What It Takes

Chapter 8- Together

~~~Sorry It's yet another short chapter, but I felt it needed to be standing alone. Some sexual reference but nother rated R~~~

CHAPTER 8

He kissed me. Leaning in he closed the distance between us. I didn’t kiss him back right away. So as he caught on and started to pull away, I pulled his body back towards me and kissed him properly. Our lips were moving in sync as I pushed him back on the couch and climbed on his lap, not breaking our embrace. It felt like my heart was beating out of my chest, and the temperature seemed to be rising. I couldn’t stop, he felt like a drug and I just couldn’t get enough.

As we were interlocked Jace’s hand found its way up my shirt, his cold fingertips grazed my stomach. Pulling away Jace rested his forehead on mine, his breathing erratic.

“That was…” Jace started. Knowing what he was going to say I moved away from him and stood up. “A mistake.” I finished. I walked out of the room holding my breath, because I knew deep down I wanted him so much more than that. It wasn’t a mistake nothing we did together could be a mistake. Even since I met him I was attracted to him, but I didn’t admit it to myself until now. I didn’t get more than 5 feet away when Jace jumped up and grabbed my arm. He didn’t say anything as I stood in front of him, we simply looked into eachothers eyes. The tension was rising and I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I made the first move. Grabbing onto his shirt roughly I pulled him down to my level and kissed him. Jace hoisted me up while I wrapped my legs around his torso. We kissed as Jace held me, his body pushing me against the wall. Pulling away I started kissing his neck moving up to his ear I whispered “I want you.” Instantly Jace started kissing me even harder than before while we made our way upstairs. When we got to his door he kicked it open and laid me down on the soft bed. I tried to pull off my shirt when Jace’s hands stopped me. “No. I want this night to be perfect. I want you to enjoy yourself and let loose. So let me take care of you.” Jace stated as he slowly lifted my shirt. I watched him intently as he removed my clothing, his eyes not leaving my body. On other circumstances I would have felt embarrassed to be bare in front of a man, but I felt abnormally comfortable with him. He smiled and kissed my forehead, “You’re so beautiful Isabell.”

These are the moments I like to live for, the moments you’re so happy that you can’t remember the bad times. Love is a strange thing, you don’t notice how much you really love someone until it’s too late. Jace made me feel alive, he made me feel cherished and wanted. I never realized the nights I was thinking about him wasn’t because I was thankful for his help, yes I was extremely thankful. I was thinking about him because I really actually had feelings for him. I imagine I didn’t realize my own feelings was due to my lack of relationship experience. But as we moved together our sweat clad bodies holding onto each other I realized all this.