Memory in a Bottle

Jace

Our lips crashed together with a force I've never felt before. Delilah's hands run over my stomach, up and around my neck, only to grip my hair. Being with her is like nothing I've experienced before. My hands have a mind of their own as they caress her body. She sits up and pushes me to the floor. Our kisses intensify as we start shedding our clothes. I take my shirt off and roll to where I am on top of her.

"Jace...." She moans as I hit her sweet spot under her jaw.

"I love you, always." I murmur against her neck. I help her take her shirt off. Her hands run down my stomach towards the button on my jeans. She slowly caresses my stomach teasing me. The touch sparks something inside me. I gasp and I feel the need to go faster but I push it down. I need to go the pace that Delilah wants to go. She has no idea what she does to me. She has no idea the power that she has. She undoes me. Then out of nowhere she stops.

"Um... do you.... ah... have it?" She asks blushing. Knowing what she's talking about I smile.

"Yeah." I reply as I lean over to grab my wallet and grabbed a condom. Delilah's eyes widen. "Are you sure you want to do this? We don't have to do it right now. We can do other things." As I say that my hands run down her waist and to her thighs back up again. One of my hands curls in her hair as my other hand trails down her soft silk body. I trail my fingers to her inner thighs and back up. She gasps in pleasure as she fists the sheets.

"Yes," She moans. "I'm sure." She has no idea how much she makes me feel. Her hands move to clutch my hair. My hands shake as I put the condom on. I kiss her forehead, her eyelids, the tip of her nose, and I fit my mouth to hers. She moans as I kiss her and scraps my back with her nails. I kiss a trail to her naval. I lift on my forearms and cage her body underneath mine.

"Ready?" I ask and she nods her head. I really look at Delilah as I say "You look beautiful." She does, she always looks beautiful. She gasps as I go in and tenses up a little. I stop and kiss her gently, almost reverently. I look at her with a question burning in my eyes. She nods her head and I know she isn't lying. I kiss her again as I push in slowly. She arches her back and it makes me slide further in. "I love you, Delilah." I tell her truthfully. As we settle into a rhythm, she gets more comfortable. She kisses my neck and under my jaw. I grip her waist tighter in response. As she moans my name, I know now what it's like to love. Always falling harder each day for one person.

Soon enough we're both gasping for air as I fall onto the bed next to her. I pull her against my side, and she rests her head against my chest. I kiss the top of her head.