***ALEX'S POV***
The kiss wasn't at all tender and sweet to begin with. It was all hunger, passion, and need. I knew that Jake wanted me even before he kissed me. And the truth was, I wanted him to. there was nothing and no one that could stop us right now. Not when we had just gotten started.
I am not completely sure, but I think that it was my hands that started on our clothes first. Specifically on Jake's buttons that closed his shirt. I wanted it off of him. I wanted to be able to see, touch, and taste his chest. I wanted to be able to caress him while he drove me insane with his hands, mouth, and whatever else he was going to use on me.
"Alex." Jake whispered as he broke the kiss, focusing his attention on the zipper to the dress that I was wearing. He was tugging at it, but the zipper was stuck.
"Jake?" I whispered back. "Hurry up, please."
