Page 37 of Journey to Love

Before we know it, I am straddling him in the chair, our bodies pressed together in perfect harmony. His hands find their way under my dress, eagerly grasping at my hips and pulling me closer. I can feel the growing hardness beneath his pants, a delicious reminder of how much he desires me.

His kisses become more urgent, his hands travelling further up my thighs until they reach the damp fabric of my underwear. I can feel the heat and wetness between my legs, aching for his touch. He pauses for a moment, his eyes locked with mine, and I know that he can see the desire reflected in my own gaze. With a low growl, he pushes my underwear aside, his fingers sliding between my folds, causing me to gasp and arch into his touch.

“Mmm I can never get over how wet you get for me baby” he whispers in my ear. His hot breath against my neck sending a jolt straight to my core.

He knows exactly how to pleasure me, how to make me feel alive and desired. His fingers move inside me, stroking me in a rhythm that sends shivers down my spine. My breath hitches as I cling to his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as I feel his finger move in and out of my pussy. He expertly reaches my g-spot with one finger and rubs my clit with the other. Sending waves of pleasure throughout my whole body. “I need” I pant,

“what is it baby, tell me what you need?” Jacob seductively whispers between each thrust of his fingers. I want him so badly, need him to fill me and take me to heights I've never known.

"Please, Jacob, please," I beg, my voice breaking with the intensity of my desire.

“Tell me baby” he teases me, slowing his fingers inside me.

“I need you inside me Jacob” I pant, begging him to give me more.

“Right here in the lounge gorgeous?” he teases once more and my inside are screaming!

“YES JACOB! I need you to fuck me!” I blurt out in a loud moan, then quickly cover my mouth for fear of someone hearing and walking in on us.

He doesn't waste any time, quickly unzipping his pants and freeing his erection. I gasp, looking around the lounge and we are the only ones here. Lana must’ve returned back to our cabin when she saw us.

My heart catches in my throat as I see the thickness and length of him, a sight that fills me with both fear and excitement. I take a deep breath and position myself over him, my hands shaking as I guide him inside me. Feeling both exhilarated and nervous about getting caught but I push that fear away and focus on this moment with Jacob.

The sensation is unlike anything I've ever felt before - intense, raw, and overwhelming. He fills me up completely, stretching me in a way that both pleases and pains me. I cry out as he enters me, my hips rocking gently against his. I can feel his muscles tightening and relaxing with each thrust, his movements deep and deliberate.

I cling to him, my nails digging into his flesh as I try to control my rising pleasure. His eyes remain locked with mine, his expression a mix of desire and tenderness. I can see how much he wants me the same way that I need him, and I feel safe and cherished in his arms. He continues to thrust into me, our bodies moving in perfect synchrony.

As we move faster, our breaths become ragged, our bodies slick with sweat. The room echoes with the sounds of our bodies together - the creaking of the chair, the slap of flesh against flesh, and the gasps and moans of pleasure. We are lost in our own world, oblivious to everything else.

And then, just as I'm on the verge of losing myself in the ecstasy, with one final thrust, Jacob and I both scream,

“Anya!”

“Jacob!”

Our release echoing through the room. I can feel his warm juices fill me, completing me in a way I never thought possible. I collapse against him, my body trembling with the aftershocks of my own climax.

We sit there, panting heavily, our hearts pounding in sync. He pulls me close, nuzzling my neck as he whispers, "I told you that before this trip was over you’d be riding me” he teases. I can't help but laugh at his playful words, feeling the warmth of his breath against my skin. "I had no idea this trip would be so adventurous, Jacob," I admit, my voice still breathy from what we just did. But there's no denying the thrill that runs through me - the risk, the intensity of our connection, and the sheer passion that fills the air.

We linger in each other's arms, our bodies still entwined and buzzing with the remnants of our passion. As I trace the line of his jaw with my fingers, I can't help but wonder if this is how it was always supposed be with someone.

In just five days, Jacob has managed to make me feel cherished and, dare I say it, loved. It's a feeling I haven't experienced in a long time, if ever. Though it's too early to predict what the future holds for us, I'm willing to take the leap and find out. There's something about him that makes me believe this could be different, something worth exploring. So, despite my reservations and past experiences, I'm ready to see where this journey with Jacob takes me.

As Jacob helps me up, I can't help but chuckle at the sight of him cleaning himself up with a nearby napkin. He hands one to me, and I gratefully accept, wiping the remainder of my juices. "What?" he asks, his smile widening at my amusement.

"I can't believe we just did it in the Ivory Lounge," I exclaim with a grin. He pulls me towards him and plants a kiss on my lips, "I guess we wanted to leave with a bang!" he teases, and I playfully swat his arm. "You've ruined the moment," I say jokingly as we both chuckle and make our way back to my cabin.

Jacob keeps his arm wrapped around my waist as we approach my cabin door. "I don’t know if I’ll see you tomorrow before we leave, but here is my number. I want you to text me when you get home,” he says, and I nod, feeling a mix of emotions at the impending farewell. But deep down, I know this isn't truly goodbye.He did ask me to be his girlfriend, after all.

He pulls me in close for one last kiss. "See you later, girlfriend?" he says with a playful wink. "Oh my god, stop!" I laugh, shaking my head as I playfully push him away. He chuckles, and I open my cabin door, watching as he walks backward. "See ya, Anya," he calls out, and I reply, "See ya, Jacob," as he disappears around the corner, heading towards the elevator.

I close the door behind me and lean against it, a wide smile spreading across my face. "Ahem," interrupts Lana, crossing her arms and giving me a knowing look. "Oh hey, I thought you were sleeping," I say, trying to play it cool as I head towards the bathroom.

"Oh no you don’t," Lana says, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the bed to sit. "Details! I want details," she insists, her eyes twinkling with excitement.

I smirk, pretending innocence. "What details?" I tease. "I don’t know what you’re talking about," I say, continuing to tease her.

"Uh huh, yeah right. When I left you two, you were both sucking face. Out with it, woman!" Lana presses, not buying my act for a second.

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