Gifted Connections 1

“Is that the way we’re going to deal with this?” he said intensely.

Before I could answer, his lips were on mine once more. He slammed my body against his own, his hands digging into my hips, so I could feel his instant reaction to me. I felt my core warm up immediately. His hands were hot on my skin as he put his hands beneath my tank top, seeking my breasts. He palmed the weight in his hands and rubbed my nipples through the fabric of my bra. I sucked on his tongue that he had plundered into my mouth.

I felt the cold night air on my skin as he pulled my shirt over my head, and then removed my bra. His lips were warm against my skin as he took one of my nipples into his mouth. I moaned, leaning back. My hands made their way through his thick hair, running it through my fingers.

One of his hands slid down into my pants, seeking the heat between my legs. My knees almost buckled as he found it, and he groaned.

“You’re ready for me, already,” his breathing was heavy as he dipped his fingers into me.

I gasped and nodded.

He cursed under his breath and carried me into his room. He put me on the bed and quickly removed his clothes. I stared in wonder at his hard, toned body. Trying not to gulp as I saw how ready he was for me. And I was ready for him in all sense of the word. I was done with the fooling around and losing myself without the actual intimate act of becoming one with someone.

He came to me from the bottom of the bed, his lips hot on my stomach as he removed my sweatpants and underwear together. His lips found the core of me and licked and sucked on me like he was a starving man.

My hips bucked off the bed and after I knew I couldn’t take this sweet torture anymore, I moaned, “Jace!”

He looked up at me, his eyes penetrating. I felt like his eyes could pierce into my soul, like he could see every thought and feeling, in that moment. “Do you want more than this, sweetheart?”

His head dipped back down between my legs. “Yes!” I hissed out.

I barely blinked before he covered my body with his and I felt him penetrating me. I tensed as I felt the pain of losing my virginity.

He cursed softly once more, his breathing heavy. “You’re still a virgin?” he breathed in shock and awe.

I nodded and looked at him. “I was. Is that a problem?”

“Hell, no,” he breathed and rested his forearms above my head. His lips became gentle, reverent almost.

I met his lips with my own, trying to convey how much this moment meant to me. I didn’t plan who I wanted my first to be. I didn’t know who it should have been, but this felt right. This felt like how it should be.

When I felt my desire mounting once more and the ache turn to longing deep inside, I thrust my hips up towards him. He seemed to know exactly what I wanted as he met my thrust. He nearly drew completely out of me before I let out a sound of protest wrapping my legs around his hips. He softly chuckled and pushed in me once more.

“Mmm,” I sighed in relief.

He continued the movements with his hips and I could feel the pressure within mount. I could feel myself drawing close to release.

“Jace,” I breathed out in need.

“I know, sweetheart, me too,” he said; his voice sounded strained and thick with desire.

I grabbed his shoulder, digging my fingers into him as I felt myself spiraling out of control. I cried out my release and his movement quickened as he followed close behind me. He laid o

n top of me for a while and when he went to roll away I wrapped my legs around his waist, loving the feel of his warmth on me.

He chuckled softly. “I don’t want to crush you.”

“You’re not,” I insisted, a thickness in my voice I didn’t recognize.

He tensed suddenly and looked down at me. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I forgot to put on a condom.”

My eyebrows knitted together. “I’m on the pill. I take it at the same time every day religiously. Unless you think I have something?”

He lightly bit my shoulder. “You gave yourself to me. You honored me by allowing me to be your first. I wasn’t worried about catching anything from you. I just didn’t want to put you in a position you weren’t ready for.”

I laughed softly and felt the desire to be with him again mount in me once more. I moved my core against him, feeling him stir. “We don’t have to worry about that.”

His eyes widened. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he breathed. I could feel his hesitance and my eyes widened. I had never connected with him on this level. I could feel him through my acquired gift. I tried to push my own desire and reassurance back at him.