POV: Emily
I felt the world fade away the moment I said those words, "I'm sure, Jake". There was no doubt, no hesitation. Everything I had been holding back, the tension, the need, the overwhelming pull toward him came rushing forward all at once.
Jake's eyes darkened with desire, his breath catching as he lowered himself over me. His lips brushed against mine, soft at first, as if he were savoring the moment, tasting the decision we had both made. The kiss deepened slowly, his tongue teasing the seam of my lips until I parted them, letting him in.
The sensation of his mouth on mine sent a surge of heat through me, making my skin tingle, my body arch toward his. His hands moved over my body with slow, deliberate intent, exploring every inch of skin, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake.
I could feel the tension in his muscles, the way he was holding himself back, barely in control. But that only made me want him more. I wanted to feel him completely, wanted him to lose himself in me the way I was already lost in him.
His lips moved from my mouth to my jaw, tracing a slow path down to my neck, where he placed soft, lingering kisses that made my pulse race. Every touch, every kiss, was electrifying, setting my nerves on fire. My hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as he nipped gently at the sensitive skin of my neck.
"Jake..." I whispered, my voice breathless, filled with a need I could no longer contain.
He pulled back just enough to meet my eyes, his gaze intense, burning with the same desire that coursed through me. His hands slid down my sides, his fingers brushing the waistband of my jeans as he leaned down to kiss me again, this time harder, more insistent.
The heat between us was palpable, filling the air, making every touch feel more urgent, more necessary. Jake's hands were everywhere, caressing, teasing, as he slowly peeled away my clothes. The cool air hit my bare skin, but it wasn't the cold that made me shiver,it was the way his eyes darkened as he looked at me, his gaze filled with raw, unfiltered desire.
"You're incredible," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion as he ran his hands over my body, his touch gentle but firm. "I've wanted this... wanted you... for so long."
I blushed under his gaze, my heart pounding as he leaned down to kiss me again, his lips moving to my collarbone, trailing a path down to my chest. His hands moved in sync with his mouth, his fingers brushing over my bare skin, sending shivers of pleasure through me.
I let out a soft moan as his lips found my breast, his tongue teasing me in slow, deliberate circles. My body responded instantly, my back arching off the bed as a wave of heat rushed through me. I couldn't think, couldn't speak. All I could do was feel the way Jake's mouth moved over me, feel the way his hands explored my body with reverence and care.
My breath came in short, shaky gasps as Jake continued his slow assault on my senses, his hands and lips working together to drive me to the edge. The room around us seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of us in a cocoon of warmth, desire, and need.
I reached for him, my hands sliding over the hard planes of his chest, feeling the tension in his muscles, the barely contained desire beneath his skin. I wanted him closer, needed to feel all of him. My fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, and Jake pulled back just long enough to strip it off, revealing the lean, muscular body I had only imagined.
I couldn't help but stare, my breath catching at the sight of him, the way his muscles flexed as he moved, the raw power and strength in every line of his body. He was beautiful,breathtaking and the way he looked at me, with a mix of hunger and tenderness, made my heart race.
"Emily," Jake whispered, his voice low and rough, filled with emotion as he leaned down to kiss me again, his body pressing against mine, skin on skin. The sensation was overwhelming, the heat of him, the weight of him, the feel of his body against mine sending a rush of desire through me that was impossible to ignore.
I kissed him back with equal intensity, my hands sliding over his back, pulling him closer, needing to feel every inch of him against me. Jake groaned softly against my lips, his hands gripping my hips as he shifted, positioning himself over me.
"Are you sure?" he asked, his voice breathless, filled with restraint. "I need to know..."
I looked up at him, my chest rising and falling with each ragged breath, my heart pounding in my ears. "I've never been more sure of anything."
Jake's eyes darkened, and in that moment, all the tension that had been building between us finally broke. He kissed me again, hard and deep, his hands moving to my hips as he pressed himself against me. The sensation was electrifying, sending a jolt of pleasure through me that made me gasp.
I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer, feeling the heat of him, the hardness of him. The anticipation built between us, every touch, every kiss heightening the need that pulsed through my body.
Jake's hands moved over my body with reverence, his touch slow, deliberate, as if he were memorizing every inch of me. His lips never left mine as he moved against me, the sensation overwhelming, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.
I gasped his name, my body arching into his, the pleasure building with every movement, every breath, until it was all I could feel, all I could think about.
"Emily..." Jake groaned, his voice thick with desire as he kissed me again, his hands gripping my hips, his movements becoming more urgent, more intense. "I can't... hold back..."
"Don't," I whispered, my voice trembling with need, my hands clutching at his back, pulling him closer. "I want all of you, Jake... now."
And then, in one swift, fluid motion, Jake was inside me.
The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and heat that consumed me completely. My breath hitched, my body arching off the bed as Jake held me close, his forehead resting against mine. For a moment, neither of us moved, both of us caught in the intensity of the connection, the raw emotion that surged between us.
"You feel incredible," Jake whispered, his voice rough, filled with awe as he kissed me again, slow and deep.
I couldn't speak, couldn't think. All I could do was feel the way Jake moved against me, the way his body fit perfectly with mine, the way every touch, every kiss, sent a wave of pleasure crashing through me. I had never felt anything like it. It was as if we were made for each other, two halves of a whole, coming together in perfect sync.
Jake's movements were slow at first, deliberate, his hands roaming over my body, his lips tracing soft kisses along my neck, my collarbone, my chest. I could feel the tension building between us, the heat rising with every touch, every movement, until it was almost unbearable.
And then, slowly, Jake began to move faster, his hands gripping my hips, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. The pleasure was overwhelming, building with every movement, every thrust, until I was on the edge, teetering on the brink of something incredible.
"Jake..." I gasped, my body trembling, my hands clutching at his back. "I'm... I can't..."
"I know," he whispered, his voice low and rough as he kissed me again, his movements becoming more urgent, more intense. "I've got you, Emily... I've got you."
And then, with one final thrust, I was lost. The pleasure hit me like a tidal wave, crashing over me, pulling me under, until all I could do was cling to Jake, my body shaking, my breath coming in short, gasping bursts.
Jake followed me over the edge, his body tensing, his grip on my hips tightening as he buried his face in my neck, his breath hot against my skin. I could feel him trembling, hear the soft groan that escaped his lips as he held me close, his body still pressed against mine.
For a long moment, neither of us moved, both of us caught in the aftermath, the quiet stillness that followed the storm. Our bodies were tangled together, our breaths coming in slow, steady rhythms as we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms.
Jake kissed me softly, his lips brushing against mine, and I smiled, my heart swelling with the warmth of everything I felt for him everything I hadn't even realized was there until now.
"I love you, Emily," Jake whispered, his voice soft, filled with emotion. "I've always loved you."
I looked up at him, my heart racing, my eyes filling with tears. "I love you too, Jake."
And in that moment, everything felt right. It didn't matter that Marcus was still out there, that the world outside was dangerous and uncertain. All that mattered was Jake, and the way he made me feel safe and loved.