Chapter Nineteen (Mature)

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In an instant, Jacob flips my body over by the waist until I'm under him. He kisses me hard, making the same butterflies awake throughout my body to come and play.

"I want you so bad," he moans, pressing his body hard against mine. Seeing him so vulnerable only makes me want him more.

"So take me." I taunt, looking into his piercing green eyes.

He kisses me and bites my lip when pulling away. I know he's hesitate. The way he touches my body is almost as if he can't believe I'm actually here. He can't believe I'm actually his. I pull his face into mine and kiss him hard before slipping my tongue into his mouth.

"Aria," he moans resistantly through his kiss.

"It's okay," I comfort. When I give him permission, it's like he doesn't hold back anymore. He grips my thigh hard before pulling up my shirt and scratching at my waist.

He sits up and pulls his shirt over his head, exposing his bare chest. I run my fingers along his soft skin for a moment, taking him in. He dips down and kisses me softly. He cups my boob and squeezes hard, making a quick breath escape my lips. He slowly pulls my shirt up and over my head. He looks down at my lips before pecking them quickly. His breaths are heavy against my skin and his eyes are full of lust. It sends shocks through my body every time he pierces his eyes at mine.

He makes a trail of kisses from my neck to my stomach, stopping just above my pants button. He looks up at me for permission. I nod and bite my lip, wanting to kill time with our bodies. He smirks devilishly and unbuttons my pants. He slips them off slowly, keeping his eyes locked on mine the whole time. Every move he makes makes my heart flutter and explode into billions of pieces, collapsing inside my body then joining together again.

He comes back up to my chest and kisses it. He slithers his hands behind my back and undoes my bra. He slips it off slowly, never taking a break from kissing my skin.

He wraps his lips around my boob, making me immediately freeze. His hands seem colder against my skin now that I'm almost naked under him. I want to overthink, but the euphoria his tongue brings make me forget everything. I embrace the feeling, locking my fingers in his hair. I bite my lip to stop from moaning, but that only suppresses my sounds. I claw at his back and arch mine, throwing my head back and relaxing.

I grab his face and bring him back up to my lips, kissing him sloppily and hard. I reach for his pants button and don't bother to hesitate to take them off. He helps slip them off his legs and tosses them to the side. He stops and stares down at me. I pull my bottom lip in and gaze back at him.

He slowly hooks his fingers on the top of my panties and pulls them down. Once they're off, I instantly shut my legs feeling a cold breeze. He smirks and slithers his hands up to my thighs, gripping them softly.

"It's okay," he mumbles, staring down at my exposed body. I wonder if he's talking to me or himself. He comes back up to my lips and gives them a soft peck. He slips his boxers off, never taking his eyes off me. He adjusts himself on top of me, then stares down at me nervously.

"Are you sure?" He questions in a soft tone. I nod slightly, not wanting to go back now. It's too late.

He props himself up and slides inside of me. I moan loud and unexpectedly. I grab the sheets, trying not to show the pain. He grabs my hand and stops.

"Want me to stop?" He whispers.

"No, keep going."

He starts up again, going a little faster. The feeling of him inside of me sends chills into every nerve of my body. I grip his hand harder as he starts to pick up speed. He rests his head into my neck and breathes hard onto my skin. He lets a loud moan slip, making my heart drop to the ground.

He sits up and adjusts himself again, going deeper inside of me. I moan unexpectedly once more. He smirks and starts going fast, making my moans fill the room. I watch as sweat picks up on his forehead and he works hard to make me feel good. He slows his pace, going hard and deep, concentrating. I've never felt something so amazing. The euphoria my body feels is otherworldly. He feels so amazing and I never want it to end.

He picks up his pace once again, thrusting in and out. I feel my stomach getting the same bubbly feeling and I know I'm about to erupt.

"Fuck," he moans and dips down to peck my lips. My eyes shut as I focus on the feeling he's giving me. I plant my hands on his sweaty chest as our moans fill the room. I bite my lip as the butterflies prepare to erupt. He watches me intently until I moan one final time, letting the feeling take over my body.

He rolls over and pants, smiling to himself. He looks over at me with glossy eyes.

"Was that okay?" He sounds worried. I giggle and make my way under his arm.

"It was ... a pleasure." I smile and bite my lip.

He slows down his breathing and smiles up at the ceiling. He repeats, "A pleasure."

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