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This is what it’s supposed to feel like.
“Are you sure?” she asks. “I’m not trying to pressure you.”
“I don’t feel pressured.”
She looks down at where her hand is on my dick and then back up at me, eyebrows raised, and holds her hands up as if in surrender.
“Okay, say it again,” she says.
“I’m serious. I don’t feel pressured,” I say through a chuckle. “I just . . . I don’t have any pro— Actually, I have some condoms in my car.”
She tilts her head, concern and curiosity crossing her features. “Do I want to know?”
“I have a feeling you do, and I promise to tell you,” I say. “Later.”
“I have an IUD,” she says. “And I’m STI-free. When was the last time you got tested?”
“After my last relationship. And I haven’t been intimate with anyone since.”
“If you’re comfortable going without . . .” Jade trails off.
“I am if you are too?”
“Yes,” Jade says, a ghost of a smile on her lips.
She brushes her lips against mine and maneuvers me so she can hop off the kitchen counter. She nods her head toward the living room, and I follow her as she discards her panties, dropping them unselfconsciously to the floor. I discard my clothes as I walk too, leaving them on the floor where I take them off.
She stops at the couch and turns back toward me, holding her arms out to the couch with a flourish like a game show host.
Seeing her fully naked, as dimly lit as the living room is, is as powerful as I thought it would be. Jade isn’t shy about her body. The way she carries herself has always communicated that, but to stand in front of me the way she is, it’s her confidence I notice. I notice everything else too—her curves and every perfect inch of her body. I’m aching to touch her.
“You are unreal,” I tell her as I approach her, reaching out to take her hips in my hands and pulling her against me so I can kiss her.
She smiles against my mouth, and I can’t decide if I want to keep kissing her or stop so I can see her smile.
Jade decides for me, breaking the kiss and placing her hands on my arms. She guides me to the couch, and I sit. The fabric of the couch is scratchy against my skin. I almost mention her momagain, but remind myself that Jade assured me she won’t wake for anything. I have a sneaking suspicion this isn’t Jade’s first living room hookup. But thinking about who else Jade has been with is not where I want my mind to be right now.
As Jade climbs onto my lap, I explore every curve and inch of her, sliding my hands over her soft skin, letting the feel of her bring me fully into this moment.
“Are you sure you want this?” she asks.
I cup the back of her head in my hands. “Yes,” I say and kiss her in a way that I hope assures her I want this more than my “yes” is able to convey.
Without breaking our kiss, she maneuvers both of us into the right position.
And then the most incredible of sensations hits me. It takes me no time at all to realize what the hype is all about; to realize what I’ve been missing out on. Jade does all the work, and I’m glad for it, because all I can focus on is the way she feels moving on me, the way her skin feels under my hands, and the sensation building inside of me. I hold onto her hips, trying to slow her down. Trying to slow this moment down. Trying to stop time, because there’s something happening between Jade and me that I can’t name, but it’s on the tip of my tongue.
It’s more than a physical connection; it’s some intangible thing I could spend my life trying to find a word for and I’d always come up empty.
Jade cups my face in her hands, and when her lips touch mine, I lose all sense of myself. My mind slips off to some unknown space, and all I am is the hands that graze her hips, the mouth that claims hers, the jasmine scent of her, the sounds of pleasure she makes right into my ear, and the way she moves on me, up and down, slow and intentional. A pressure inside of me builds, and I want to resist it, to fight the urge and draw this out for hours, days, weeks, but it’s too much. My heart races,waves of pleasure building inside of me, racing me toward the inevitable end. So many things take me right to the edge, but it’s my name on Jade’s lips that puts me over.
I cling to her, eyes closed, as my release comes, a warmth spreading through every limb of my body, weighing me down with a euphoric heaviness—the most pleasant and relaxing feeling I might have felt, ever.
When I open my eyes, Jade is smiling too, the both of us trying to catch our breath.
“Oh my god,” I say.
“How was it?” Jade asks, her voice a near whisper. It’s a stark reminder of exactly where we are.
