HIM ♕ Jason McCann

Chapter Five

Jason's lips fit on Felicia's perfectly, as if they were two lost pieces of molds placed in their place again. They moved in such sync like the instruments in an orchestra. Felicia felt the fireworks around them, the butterflies in her stomach and the increasing temperature in the room. His hand moved towards her hip, squeezing it hardly. Felicia whimpered causing her to open her mouth which gave an entrance for Jason's tongue. He kissed her with so much force she thought she would trip when he was gone.

As Jason's mouth worked it's magic on Felicia's lips, he leaded her to the nearby wall, quickly backing her against it as soon as they reached there. Jason stopped kissing her for a second and said, "You know, princess, it's not too bad for your first kiss." But, how did he know it was Felicia's first kiss? Well, as much as he liked Felicia's lips, he couldn't help, but notice the inexperience written on them. Felicia slightly looked down, her face full of edginess when she realized Jason found out it was her first kiss.

Jason noticed her expressions and harshly, yet gently pulled her chin up with his thumb causing her to look at him. "Shh, don't get embarrassed, babygirl, like I said," He kissed her jaw harshly, "I'll teach you," He sucked on the corner of her lips. "Everything." He talked one last time before attacking her lips again, like a predator had attacked it's prey. Felicia gasped at the sudden outburst causing Jason to chuckle. He halted for a second, giving her a chance to take a quick glimpse at his eyes. They were not their usual warm honey color, but were darkened with a sense of mist.

Jason once again, took her hands and slammed them against the wall and began kissing her neck. Felicia closed her eyes as to how good it felt as her hands found their way across Jason's neck. He found her sweet spot and started sucking on it ever so gently, yet with a much needed force. He smirked against her skin when he felt Felicia tremble with the new feeling of pleasure. Both of them knew it would leave a hickey. Jason loved the fact that Felicia was inexperienced in this. He loved her submissiveness. However, their session was interrupted by a ringing phone which belonged to Jason.

Felicia heard Jason speak rather angrily. "What? I'm coming right way."

He ended the call and looked towards Felicia. "I have to go." He said blankly, before he rushed towards her front door and vanished. Felicia just stood there, dumbfounded. What had just happened? The same question continuously kept flowing through her mind like the waves in the sea.

She ran to the mirror to make sure the hickey that Jason gave was not too visible. Unfortunately, it was. What had he done? She thought to herself. She didn't have any makeup and how was it possible to cover this meticulously given piece of art? Her parents obviously would not be able to appreciate is as much as she would be able to. However, something more important right then was, what had just happen between Felicia and Jason? She was never exposed to this kind of behavior. But, she couldn't forget the way Jason's lips felt against her own and her skin. His lips were so plump and soft as if they were made from foam. They also carried a sense of roughness and dominance with them. That intrigued Felicia the most. The way Jason would just take control of her once he touched her.

As much as Felicia liked Jason's touch, why did he leave suddenly? Was she just one of those playgirls he said he would have intercourse with? But, Felicia knew that wasn't true. At least, she hoped it wasn't, because of the way he said he wanted to teach her. That made her want to learn. Learn something that revealed her desires which prohibited to be revealed, otherwise. Felicia didn't realize she was so lost in her thoughts that the clock ticked eight in the evening. She was tired from the little encounter with Jason and decided to go to sleep. As she tried to sleep, she couldn't help, but feel the warm, yet strong hands of Jason on her stomach. She turned around to see whether he was really was there. He wasn't. Oh, how bad she wanted to see his face, his jawline, his hair, his body, once again.

She was already under the trance of Jason.