Her legs carried her the short distance to Jack and she brazenly placed her hands on his biceps. His arms were made of well defined muscles and she had spent the better part of the evening fantasizing about them wrapped around her. He made her fantasy a reality and did just that, settling his hands on her small waist. The grin vanished from his face and he looked down on her with an intensity that made her knees weak.
Jack was somewhat surprised when Adrianna made what she wanted clear by approaching him in his apartment first. He had his share of one night stands and usually the girl would play coy at first, accepting a drink and flirting before the inevitable happened. But Adrianna didn’t play any games and when she put her hands on him he saw the same need he was feeling reflected back at him. He glanced down at those amazing lips of hers once again and then brought his own lips down upon them.
They were just as soft as he’d hoped they’d be.
Adrianna groaned when Jack opened his mouth against hers and his tongue ran softly against her lower lip. He kept it sweet and slow at first but when she brought her hands up to wrap around the back of his head he drove in harder, making deep, sensual sweeps through her mouth. His kiss was murderous, meant to slay her in every way possible, and God, did she think it was going to kill her. He was kissing her, really kissing her, not in the obligatory way that most men did before moving down in a hurry to get on with the real action. He made her feel craved with every flick of his tongue, every caress of his lips, and when he pulled her to him more tightly so that their bodies were flush, a foreign sensation came upon her. She felt... content. This wasn’t about just wanting a distraction from the pain anymore, nor the horrible reality of what her life had become. No, it was much more than that. It was about an attraction, and not just a physical one, between a man and woman who desired one another. Desire. What a difference there was between that and want.
Jack was determined to remain unhurried with Adrianna, to take his time with her, but when she moaned softly into his mouth as he kissed her his restraint was diminished. Fuck, he wanted her and wanted her badly. He brought his hands around to the backs of her thighs and lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist without being told to do so. He carried her across the room to press her against the wall that led to his bedroom. There he finally moved his mouth from hers to taste the skin of her neck and collarbone. He was pleased to learn that they were just as sweet and soft as her lips, as were her cries when he moved one of his hands to knead the flesh of her breast. When Adrianna squeezed her legs more tightly around him he knew it was time to move this to his bedroom.
Adrianna was placed onto Jack’s bed gently. She wasn’t used to being treated so delicately and the thought both pleased and worried her. She was accustomed to quick and dirty sex, the kind that went along with impulsive encounters, and while those were thrilling and hot and what she sought out, this was exciting, yet unnerving, nevertheless. It was becoming something that would possibly turn into more and she needed to fix that. The lines between a onetime thing and an ongoing affair were beginning to blur and that didn’t sit well with Adrianna. So when Jack stepped back to remove his shirt, she didn’t just lay there and wait for him to make it romantic and sexy. She sat up to remove her own top and bra and then rose from the bed. Taking Jack by surprise, she kissed him fervently and ran her hands over the taut planes of his chest.
She turned him so that this time she could push him down on the bed and then stripped bare for him while he watched from his prone position. If Jack was turned on before it didn’t compare to how he felt now, gazing upon Adrianna’s body as she gracefully divested herself of her jeans and panties. He had been the aggressor up until that point but now that Adrianna wanted to take the lead he was more than willing to comply. As he took in her naked form he felt himself grow more uncomfortable in his pants. He wondered briefly if she was a dancer, for her body was slim, perhaps a little too slim, but she had legs that went on for miles. He couldn’t wait to have them thrown over his shoulders. Her skin was pale but smooth, her breasts were full and round and the tight, pink peaks that graced the center were just begging for some attention. He sat up, pulled Adrianna to stand between his legs and closed his lips around the rosy nipple of her left breast. His hands grazed softly up her sides until he splayed his long fingers against her ribs, holding her to him, while his other hand cupped the breast he was worshiping with his tongue. A gasp escaped Adrianna’s lips when he gently nibbled her.