I've been trying to go back through the chapters and edit... it might not be perfect, but I'm trying <3
This chapter has been edited, please comment if I've missed something.
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The air in my lungs is almost knocked out of me as my back hits the white wall. Jake's thigh pushes itself between my legs, pressing against my core. My hands immediately go to his hair, pulling his face towards mine.
"Jake." I murmur against his lips, wanting nothing more than to kiss him until my lips are swollen and raw.
"Hm?" He breaths out, gripping my waist so tightly that his fingers dig into my flesh. I don't mind, though, in fact, I like how aggressive he is.
I don't answer him. I just pull his inviting lips into mine until we're kissing again and I feel like I'm on cloud nine. There can't be anything better than this, not even chocolate. Jake Cross is becoming my own drug and I don't know how I'm going to manage a seven hour long school day without touching him. I want to run my hands through his hair and tug on his bottom lip with my teeth. I like hearing the noises slip from him when I take control.
I've said this before and I'll say it again... Jake is going to be the death of me. He's got me so attached right now that I feel as if I've fallen and I'm unable to do anything about it because I'm ignorant enough to keep doing the things that made me trip in the first place.
And I can't let him win because I'm terrified of losing him. If this game ends and we separate, I don't know how I'll manage to see him every day and to remember things like this. Kissing in a handicap stall is great now, but someday I feel like it'll just be a memory and Jake won't even give me a second look in the hallways at school.
Jake's thigh moves between my legs and I accidentally let out a whine. His eyes shoot open and they're dark and black. I feel his fingers crawl from my hips to the hem of my Ozzy Osbourne band tee. His hands move across my stomach to the underwire of my bra.
I can't take the distance anymore, knowing how he can make me feel, and I buck my hips up into his, grinding against his jeans.
"No. You can't do that unless you want to go all the way..." His voice makes me even crazier, the husk and growl when he speaks make me almost lose my mind. I want to tell him that I want to, but I know that I'm not ready. And I don't want my first time to be in a Handicapped bathroom in a movie theater. "I'm going to crack if you keep this up."
"Keep what up?" I ask. Jake looks down at me, his fingers gingerly dancing over my bra.
"You know what..." He whispers, his sexy voice making me tilt my head back against the cold wall and bite my lip. "That right there."
He rubs his thumb along my bottom lip, making it pop out from between my teeth.
"You wear those shorts, and sit on my lap, and kiss me like it's your last day on Earth." Jake moves one of his hands out from under my shirt to wrap around the bottom of my thigh and curl it around his waist. He presses his hips into mine, making a shock spread through my nether regions. "And the sounds you make are enough to drive me insane."
I try to focus on my breathing while Jake moves his mouth to my ear, sucking on it and almost making me go limp. He tugs gently on my earlobe, making me whimper.
"That's why I can't go far with you... Because the way this feels with clothes on only becomes ten times better without them." Jake clutches my thigh and rubs the warm skin under my bra with his other hand. "And I don't want to hurt you."
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The car ride back to Gram and Gramps trailer was silent. Willow already drilled the both of us with questions, since she looked up at one point during the movie to find Jake and I was gone. She later found us in the lobby, sitting on a bench, hand in hand.
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