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As we sit, pressed close together for warmth, I can feel the heat radiating off her body, and it ignites a fire within me that I struggle to contain.
I try to distract myself by focusing on the sound of the rain outside. But despite my best efforts, my thoughts keep drifting back to the woman beside me, her presence is a magnetic force that pulls me in despite my better judgment.
I steal a glance at her from the corner of my eye, taking in the way her hair falls softly around her face, the delicate curve of her lips, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathes.
The urge to reach out and touch her face, to explore every inch of her, threatens to consume me, and I find myself struggling to maintain control.
I clear my throat, trying to dispel the tension that hangs heavy in the air.
“Um, Jessy...are you, uh, okay?” I manage to choke out, my voice strained with the effort of suppressing my desires. I should be asking myself if I’m okay, because I’m clearly not.
She meets my gaze, her eyes dark and unreadable in the dim light of the cabin. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she replies, her voice barely above a whisper.
As the tension between us reaches its peak, I'm unable to resist any longer. Leaning in closer, I close the distance between us, my heart pounding in my chest as our lips meet in a tentative kiss.
For a moment, time stands still, leaving only the sensation of her soft lips against mine. The kiss is electric, sending a jolt of desire coursing through my veins as I lose myself in the intoxicating warmth of her embrace.
Jessy brings up her hand to my hair and starts weaving her fingers through, a throaty moan coming from her.
I trace my fingers lightly along her jawline, savoring the softness of her skin beneath my touch. Her hands roam freely over my chest, sending shivers down my spine as she explores every inch of me with a hunger that matches my own.
As our lips move in perfect harmony, I feel a surge of electricity coursing through my veins, igniting a fire that threatens to consume us both. The tension between us grows with each kiss, building to a fever pitch that leaves me dizzy with desire.
With each touch, each caress, I feel myself losing control, swept away by a passion that I can no longer deny. And as our bodies press together in a desperate embrace, I know that there is no turning back.
Breathless, Jessy pulls away, her chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. “We shouldn’t be doing this,” she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of my own heart.
I reach out to caress her cheek, my fingertips tracing the line of her jaw as I search her eyes for any sign of hesitation. “I know,” I reply softly, my voice tinged with longing. “But I can’t seem to help myself.”
She hesitates for a moment, uncertainty flickering in her eyes, and then she leans back in, her lips seeking mine with a hunger that mirrors my own.
And as we lose ourselves in the heat of the moment once more, I know that this is where we belong, together in each other’s arms.
22
Jessica
This shouldn’t be happening. I shouldn’t have my tongue down Ethan’s throat and his down mine. But it feels so right.
And if I’m being honest with myself, I missed his touch. I missed having his hands on me. Many times since the last night we spent together, I have gone to bed thinking about Ethan and the way his touch feels.
Several nights, I’ve touched myself, pretending he was the one touching me. And now that he is really touching me, I find it hard to resist.
It’s not like there is anywhere I can run off to in order to keep some distance between us.
We are both stuck in this cabin, and there is a heavy downpour outside—and I’m shivering. He was right about body heat helping with my cold because now I feel hot.
He is setting my body on fire with every touch, and it’s consuming me. But I still want his hands on me, regardless, I want him everywhere. On my breasts, on my neck, between my legs.
Everywhere.
What is happening to me? Why am I so needy? I need to push him away…this needs to stop. “I think we should stop,” I say, pushing him away again.
His lips are slightly parted, and an amused look is on his face. “Seriously?”
“Yes,” I say, trying in vain to arrange my hair. “We both agreed to be just friends, remember? No sex.”
He shrugs. “In my defense, you were the one who came up with that rule, and besides, we weren’t having sex before you just stopped us.”
