As his mouth trailed down my neck, a sigh of pleasure escaped my lips. I felt his smirk against my skin, the satisfaction in his touch. He pulled back, his hands gripping my hips as he gazed at me.

"Kayla," he breathed out, his voice husky and filled with emotion. I looked at him, my heart pounding in my chest, my body throbbing with anticipation. “God… I was a fucking idiot to ever let you go.”

“Yeah,” I said with a breathless laugh. “You were. But I forgive you.”

And then we were moving, our bodies entwined as he guided me towards the bed.

His gaze never left mine as he laid me down and hovered above me, a predator circling its prey. His hand descended, tracing a path down my body that set my nerves on fire. I let out a sigh, my hands grasping his muscled arms.

His eyes glinted with amusement, a smirk tugging at his lips. He brushed a stray lock of hair from my face before leaning in, his lips grazing my collarbone. A shudder ran through me at the contact, my heart pounding in my chest.

I took in the sight of him, shirtless, his muscles flexing under his smooth skin. Even through the denim of his jeans, I could see the outline of his arousal, a thrilling sight that sent a pulse of anticipation through me.

His hand, large and warm, descended lower. It was as if he was mapping out my body, committing every inch of me to memory. I squirmed beneath him, anticipation pooling in my belly.

"Jake," I murmured, a silent plea.

His name seemed to be the trigger he needed. With a swift move, he shucked off his jeans, and now there was nothing between us but the thin material of my underwear. The sight of him in all his naked glory made me gasp, heat pooling between my thighs.

"Kayla," he responded, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through me. "You're so damn beautiful."

His fingers hooked onto the edge of my underwear, tugging them down my legs. There was a glint in his eye, a promise of pleasure that had my heart skipping a beat. Before I could even anticipate what was about to come, his mouth descended on mine again, his body pressing against mine. The world faded away as his hands explored, his fingers touching, teasing, driving me wild with desire.

His cock was stiff and throbbing in my hand as I reached between us and stroked him, every flex of my fingers earning a sharp intake of breath from him. It was empowering, knowing that I could elicit such reactions from him. I found myself wanting to hear more of those breathless whispers, wanting to see him lose himself in the pleasure I could give him.

"Kayla," he groaned, pressing closer to me, his length sliding through my fingers. His mouth descended onto my nipple, his tongue flicking it teasingly before he took it into his mouth. I shivered, my breath hitching as pleasure coiled tighter within me.

I leaned back, one hand still on him, the other clutching at the sheets. His lips and tongue created an exquisite torture that sent jolts of pleasure coursing through me. His touch was like fire, burning, consuming, leaving me in a haze of desire.

"Jake," I gasped, my voice shaking. He moaned around my nipple, the vibrations making me shudder. My grip tightened around his cock as I pumped him in time with the rhythm of his mouth on my nipple. His hips bucked into my hand, chasing the friction.

Suddenly, he released my nipple with a pop, his eyes meeting mine. There was a hunger in Jake's gaze that made my heart pound. "Kayla," he breathed, his voice rough with desire. "I need you."

His words lit a fire within me, intensifying the ache between my legs. "Then take me," I whispered, meeting his gaze.

And with that, he moved, sliding a condom on and positioning himself between my legs, his cock brushing against my folds. His gaze never left mine as he pushed forward, inch by slow inch, until he was fully seated within me. I let out a soft moan as I adjusted to his size.

Opening my eyes, I found him watching me, a look of pure adoration on his face. "You okay?" he asked, concern coloring his tone.

I nodded, wrapping my legs around his waist, urging him to move. He did, slowly at first, but soon our rhythm became faster, more frantic. His mouth found mine again, swallowing my gasps and moans as we undulated together, the world around us forgotten in our shared pleasure.

He thrust into me with an urgency that made my heart pound in my chest. Each hard, powerful stroke sent me spiraling closer to the edge. My hands clutched at his broad shoulders, my nails digging into his skin, marking him as mine.

His name slipped from my lips in a breathless plea. "Jake," I gasped out. "Oh God, Jake."

His rhythm became erratic, his breath ragged. He buried his face into the crook of my neck, his teeth grazing my skin. The sensation sent a jolt of pleasure down my spine, and I cried out.

"Kayla," he groaned against my skin. His grip on my hips tightened, his movements becoming desperate. I felt him swelling inside me, and I knew he was close. The thought of him coming undone because of me, inside me, sent a rush of heat pooling low in my belly.

I met each of his thrusts, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. The tension inside me coiled tighter, tighter. "Jake, I'm—"

He cut me off with a desperate kiss, swallowing my words. His hand slid between our bodies, finding my clit. His thumb circled it, the pleasure so intense that I saw stars. I screamed his name as I came, my body arching off the bed.

He followed me over the edge moments later, his hips stuttering against mine as he released within me. His name echoed in the room as he rode out his climax, his body shuddering against mine.

As our breathing slowed, he rolled off me, pulling me into his arms. His heart thumped wildly against his chest, matching the erratic beat of my own. We were a tangled mess of limbs and sheets, the scent of sex heavy in the air.

For a moment, we just lay there, panting and sweaty, the silence only broken by the occasional sigh. Jake's fingers traced idle patterns on my bare skin, sending shivers down my spine. It was intimate and tender, a side of him I had never seen before.