Page 25 of Only Forever

We moved to the sofa with our glasses of wine. It had darkened outside, and it felt like we were inside our own little world in our hotel room. Jason put his arm around me as I cuddled closer. We were quiet as we watched the city lights. After a while, Jason took my wine glass and set it on the coffee table in front of us, along with his own. He turned to me, his hand cupping my face, his gaze warm.

“Before we do anything tonight,” he said softly, “I want you to know that I love you. I loved you as a friend when we were kids, but even then, I think I knew that love would grow into something more. These past few months have been the happiest I’ve ever been, and I want to continue being happy with you. I love you, Daphne.”

My heart swelled at his words. It was the first time he had saidI love youto me. I had felt the sentiment dozens of times, andwould say it in my head to him, but I had been too afraid to say it out loud, But his courage now gave me courage.

“I love you too, Jason,” I said, placing my hand over his chest, where his heart was. “I love you so much."

Jason leaned in to kiss me softly. My arms naturally circled his neck, pulling him closer. His lips were soft and gentle as he kissed me as if I was the most precious thing in the world. I wanted to get lost in his kiss, but first I wanted to make sure he knew this would be the first time for me. I didn’t want him to realize it while we were in the act, or wonder why I was so awkward.

“Jason,” I said breathlessly, pulling away a bit and putting my hand on his chest to stop him from leaning back in. “Before we do anything, I need to tell you something.”

“What is it?” Jason asked. He drew back, looking concerned.

My heart was pounding as I summoned the courage to tell him. I knew it wouldn’t matter to Jason, but a part of me felt embarrassed by my inexperience.

“This will be the first time for me,” I finally confessed. “I’ve never had sex before. I’m a virgin.”

Jason didn’t look surprised by my announcement. Maybe he already assumed that I was a virgin. He gave me a gentle smile.

“I’m glad you told me,” he said softly. He brushed the hair back from my face, his touch tender. “You and I are in the same boat then. We’ll figure it out together.”

“What?” I didn’t mean to sound so taken aback, but I wasn’t sure if I was hearing right. “You’re a virgin, too?”

Jason laughed. “Why do you sound so shocked?”

“I mean…I just,” I fumbled around for the right words to say. Jason was so attractive and charming, and he drew female attention wherever he went. The last thing I would expect him to be was a virgin.

Jason’s thumb caressed my cheek as he cradled my face. “I think a part of me was waiting for you. I never admitted it to myself, but I was waiting for the day we would be together again. I don’t want anyone but you. I never have.”

My heart ached from his words. I didn’t know what I had done to deserve someone like Jason, but I swore I would spend the rest of my life making sure I was good enough for him.

Jason leaned in again, and all my worries dissolved. Nothing mattered except being with him. I forgot to be worried about being awkward, or not knowing what to do. I lost myself in his kiss, and knew that his arms were exactly where I belonged.

Our kiss grew in urgency, and our hands started roaming. I made a noise of frustration at the clothes between us. I gasped when Jason swung me up in his arms, and I instinctively looped my arms around his neck. He walked over and gently placed me on the bed, and then turned to dim the lights. When he turned back to me on the bed, he took off his shirt before settling beside me. My fingers were itching to feel his bare chest, and I reached over, my fingers gliding over his warm, muscular chest. I marveled at how beautiful he was. Jason stilled when my hands drifted lower, brushing past his belly button. He suddenly put a hand over mine, stoping me from moving lower.

“I don’t want this to end before it even begins,” he said with a husky laugh. “Let’s take this slow.”

He leaned down, kissing me deeply as his hands traveled down. I moaned when his hands moved under my shirt, nudging my bra aside. My nipples were already aching, and I felt an arrow of pleasure shoot through me when his fingers found them, rolling the taut nubs between his fingers and pulling on them.

Jason broke our kiss and then moved his head down, taking my stiff nipple into his warm mouth.

“Jason,” I whispered breathlessly. He seemed to take that as encouragement and suckled me even harder. My back arched, and I was practically panting when his teeth grazed my tight nipple, taking turns pulling on it and sucking it.

Jason showed the same worship to my other nipple, making me gasp for air. I lost the ability to speak as his hands traveled lower, going under my skirt. My panties were already wet with desire, and I lurched instinctively when he brushed a finger against them, tracing along the crease.

Jason moved his head, and my breasts suddenly felt bereft from the loss of attention. But I didn’t have time to miss his mouth as his gaze shifted to between my legs.

“You’re already so wet,” he said, his voice low and gruff. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

His words send a flood of more wetness from me. My body was feeling hot and restless and I reached down and grasped his shoulders, silently pleading, but not sure what I was asking for. I just knew my body felt tense and I felt like I was going to explode.

“Not yet, though,” he rasped. “Not yet.”

In a haze, I watched him as he deftly removed all my clothing until I was completely naked. I was too aroused to care that I was utterly nude while he was still wearing his pants. Instead of feeling self-conscious from it, it turned me on even more. It felt like I was being ravished.

“Can I taste you?” Jason asked, his voice gravelly. I swallowed, stopping myself from begging him to do whatever he wanted to me. Our hands had explored each other’s bodies before, but that had been the extent of it. There had never been enough room to do anything more in a car. But now, there was nothing stopping us.

I nodded weakly, and that was all the answer he needed. When I felt the first flick of his tongue, my legs instinctively triedto close. It was too much. It felt too good and I felt overwhelmed. Jason gently kept my legs apart, his hands splayed on each of my inner thighs. His tongue continued its caress, teasing my nub. His hands moved from my thighs to spread me apart, giving him deeper access and continuing to ravage my sensitive center.

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