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SEXUAL CONTENT!!!
In the dark of my room, Jack and I were having a heated make-out session. He was sitting against the headboard with me straddled on his lap. Small moans filled the room as we explored each other's mouths.
Usually, we only made out for five minutes or less, not letting it get anymore heated. So, as he was about to pull away, I grabbed a fist fold of his t shirt and pulled him back to reconnect our lips. Not getting the memo, he pulled away again.
He slid me off of him and laid me down. As he put his arms around me for a cuddle, I sat up.
"What's wrong?" He asked, his voice breathless.
I looked away, not meeting his eyes and covering up my embarrassment. I was embarrassed because I was trying to keep going but he sort of pulled me off of him. I looked around the room at nothing in particular.
"Baby." He said, using a tone that made me tell him everything.
I turned to glance at him. His eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes met mine, trying to figure me out.
"Nothing," I said softly. His facial expression let me know that he didn't believe me. He waited for my real answer as I looked away. "I just.. I think I'm ready."I mumbled.
"What?" He asked, having not heard me.
I huffed in annoyance and turned around to sit beside him. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before saying, "I think I'm ready." Immediately, I covered my face with both hands and shrugged.
Jack took hold of my wrists gently and led them away from my face. His eyebrows were still furrowed and his attentive eyes searched my face. Then, his face contorted into realization at what my words meant.
"Baby.. you don't have to if you don't want to." He murmured softly.
"But I do want to." I said, biting my lip nervously.
"Are you sure? Like you want to do it now?" He asked.
I nodded. "Yes. I'm ready, Jack." I gave him a small reassuring smile.
"Baby, you don't have to do it now. We can still wait, okay? I want you to be 100% ready. I don't want you to go through with it just because you think I want to or if you feel obligated. I love you and I'll wait if—"
"I'm ready! Baby, i want to do this. I want to do it with you." I said, trying to convince him that I'm being honest.
"Okay. But only if you're ready." He sighed. I nodded and he gave me a small smile before connecting his lips with mine.
He laid me down on the bed and softly kissed my neck. My heart rate was beating rapidly in my chest at just those small kisses. I sighed happily as his hands roamed my body. Slowly, he pulled away and took his shirt off. And oh god, did he ever look sexy. My eyes greedily took in the sight before me. His six pack was so hot.
He leaned down and kissed me once more before his fingers found the hem of my shirt, lifting it above my head. He tossed it somewhere on the floor and his eyes scanned my body. I fidgeted under his gaze. His eyes wandered my chest in amazement.
"You're so beautiful Y/N." Gilinsky murmured.
His hand trailed up my stomach, his slender fingers giving me chills. Bringing both hands to my sides, he then finds his way to my bra. He slides one strap down my shoulder and kisses me there. I arch my back and he unclasps my bra. He takes it off slowly and lets it fall to the floor. His large hand takes one of my breasts in his grasp.
