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{ Song for this chapter : Anna Of The North - Lovers }

JÂKE

WE WERE KISSING

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WE WERE KISSING.

Again.

Slowly and teasingly his hands travel down to the small of my back. His grip tightens crushing my body against his gently yet firmly as our kiss deepened.

I cup his face in my hands feeling his warmth radiate from under my palms, providing me comfort. Running my thumb along his jawline I felt how sharp it was causing a warm spiral at the pit of my stomach. I was craving his sweet taste, his musky scent.

I was stood on the tips of my toes my small 5'1 frame just about reaching his tall 6'2 frame, I was at a disadvantage.

His arms snake around my waist, his fingers brushing against the skin under my top causing my body to tingle in anticipation. Without breaking the kiss he lifts me up onto his feet so that I was now standing on his black converse, helping me reach his full height.

My heart was beating erratically from his actions, I was worried that it would burst any second. . .

I pause for a second, caressing his warm swollen lips with the tips of my fingers as I try to regain my breath.
It was like I lost the ability to breathe, his kisses were intoxicating leaving me wanting more. . . And more.

When I look up to meet his gaze I find his eyes closed instead, brows slightly furrowed. He doesn't move to kiss me again, staying still.

"Jake?"

I take a step back studying his features.

His lips were pursed, jaw working angrily. He was breathing heavily through his nose, nostrils flaring.
My eyes roam around his body noticing his fists clenched at his sides, turning his knuckles milky white. . .

What was making him act like this?

I swallow down my nerves taking a step closer. I was worried, unsure of what was happening right now.

"Are you alright?" I ask softly reaching out to touch him but he throws his arm back away from me, I feel a pang of hurt causing my chest to ache.

He falls onto the edge of my bed a grunt following along, I don't near him knowing to give him some space.
He hunches over running his hands through his hair "Fuck!" I grimace when he shouts tugging at some of it.

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