I purposely held my clothes close to me when I came out of the closet so Jack wouldn’t notice, but he probably wouldn’t have noticed if I were waving them on a flag in front of me. He put some mix CD in the stereo that he claimed had lots of “upbeat jams” that got him in the mood to pack.
Normally, I would’ve argued with him about why he had to have a mix CD to get him in the mood to do something as specific and rare as packing, but I was on a mission. When I went into the bathroom, I left him grooving to Robert Palmer while tossing some of his graphic novels into a cardboard box.
After the shower I slipped on my sexy lingerie. Last month, Mae had given me a credit card and let me loose on the internet. I went to Fredricks of Hollywood, and I spotted this little number. Dark purple, lacy, and sheer, it had a baby doll top with matching panties. My stomach twisted with excitement and nerves, and I opened the bathroom door.
The wall was open, revealing the secret closet where Jack had his thousands of DVD’s. He filled up a box with his movies, and he was too busy singing and dancing along to the music to notice me. I did a sexy lean up against the doorframe, and I didn’t really want to move and ruin it, so I had to wait for him to notice me.
“I’m probably gonna have to buy like a massive entertainment center for all these movies,” Jack said, staring up at his DVD’s. It overwhelmed him for a minute, so he sighed, and finally turned back to look at me. I have no idea what he was planning to say, but his jaw fell open and his eyes widened. “Holy hell.”
“Is that a good holy hell?” I blushed deeply, and I had never felt so self-conscious in my entire life. Maybe this was a really bad idea.
“Yeah.” He seemed to recover a bit and smiled at me. “What’s all this for?”
“You know.” I bit my lip and looked up at him, hoping he would catch the gigantic hint and wouldn’t make me spell it aloud. I took a step closer to him, but Savage Garden singing “Truly Madly Deeply” threw off the mood. “Can you change the song?”
“Oh, yeah.” He clumsily grabbed the remote off the bed, almost dropping it, and flicked the song to the next track. It was Panic ! at the Disco’s “Lying is the Most Fun,” and while I wasn’t sure how it was an upbeat jam, I liked it a lot more. “Better?”
“Much,” I nodded.
Jack walked over to me. The butterflies in my stomach made it hard for his emotions to overpower me, but they finally managed to. Intense and yearning, his hunger radiated off of him like heat. He stood in front of me, taking me in a way that made me uncomfortable, and he exhaled deeply. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I crossed my arms over my body, trying to cover myself up.
“No, don’t do that!” Jack protested more loudly than he meant to. I lowered my arms, and he touched my cheek, then moved his fingers back to my hair. “You are so gorgeous. What are you doing with me?”
“I love you,” I whispered.
“I am a very lucky man,” Jack murmured then bent in to kiss me.
As soon as his mouth found mine, I felt this surge rush through me. This was Jack, and I loved him more than anything else. I had gotten so caught up in being afraid of sex that I forgot why exactly I wanted to do it.
Kissing him, his familiar taste, the way his lips worked against mine… I wanted him desperately. I pulled him tightly to me, and we stumbled back towards the bed. I fell back on it and looked up at him.
“Are you sure you want this?” Jack asked huskily.
In response, I reached up and pulled off his shirt. He was breathtaking, and I kissed his bare chest and smiled up at him. His skin already smoldered hot on my lips, and that was all the encouragement he needed.
The weight of his body pressed against mine. His heart hammered in his chest, and I could feel it pounding in time with mine. Instinctively, my body pushed against his, and I tightened my fingers in his hair, pushing his lips harder to me. Fervently, he kissed me, and I trembled with anticipation.
His mouth trailed down my neck, and I moaned breathily. It wasn’t until I felt his lips pressed against my veins that I realized how badly I wanted him to bite me. He was so hungry for it, for me, so I tilted my head back, exposing more of my throat.
The sharp pain of his teeth was over before I felt it, and hot ecstasy spread away from my neck. I felt his heart thudding in my own chest, above my heart, that double beat that made it feel like he was inside me.