Аманда Хокинг - Flutter

“I love you,” I whispered.

“I am a very lucky man,” Jack murmured then bent into kiss me.

As soon as his mouth found mine, I felt this surge of love rush through me. This was Jack, and I loved him more than anything else. I had gotten so caught up in being of afraid of sex that I forgot why exactly I wanted to do it. Kissing him, his familiar taste, the way his lips worked against mine… I wanted him desperately. I pulled him tightly to me, and we stumbled back towards the bed. I fell back on the bed first and looked up at him.

“Are you sure you want this?” Jack asked huskily. He wanted it so badly, he could hardly stand it. In response, I reached up and pulled off his shirt. Shirtless, he was breathtaking, and I kissed his bare chest and smiled up at him. His skin was already smoldering hot on my fingers, and that was all the encouragement he needed.

The weight of his body pressed against mine. His chest hammered in his chest, and I could feel it pounding in time with mine. Instinctively, my body pushed against his, and I tightened my fingers in his hair, pushing his lips harder to mine. Fervently, he kissed me, and everything inside me trembled with anticipation.

Intense warmth spread all through me. His chest hammered in his chest, and I could feel it pounding in time with mine. Every part of me was begging for him.

His lips trailed down my throat, and I moaned breathily. It wasn’t until I felt them pressed my veins that I realized how badly I wanted him to bite me. He was so hungry for it, for me, so I tilted my head back, exposing more of my vein.

The sharp pain of his teeth was over before I felt, and then hot ecstasy spread away from my neck. I felt his heart thudding in my own chest, above my heart, that double beat that made it feel like he was inside me. In some kind of twisted pleasure, I could taste him in mouth, the tangy, honey taste of his blood, and my own bloodlust for him surged. I bit my lip to keep from biting him, but it was a gratification I can’t even begin to explain. Wanting him that badly while he had me, it was agony and bliss all rolled in one. I could feel the edges of myself waning, blackening. My body was threatening to lose control, black out and give into the thirst.

What kept me from giving in was feeling how much he loved me. It flowed through my veins in this amazing sensation. It was coming from him, but it felt like was coming from inside me. I was everything to him, and he was pure joy. I had never felt closer to him or more in love with them than I did then.

A tiny jolt ripped into me, and I gasped painfully. My body suddenly felt cold and alone, as result of the separation when he stopped biting me. Before I could even fell how empty I felt, his mouth was on mine.

I could taste my blood on his lips, and that did strange things to me. I pressed him even tighter against me, desperate for the burning heat of his skin against mine.

I felt his hand, strong and sure on my hip, and his fingers looped in my panties, sliding them down. I sat a bit so I could peel off the negligee, and this his arms were around me, pushing his bare skin against mine.

His intensity was overwhelming, but it only made me want him more. Then I was lying back down on the bed again, and he was looking me directly in the eye.

“I really do love you,” Jack said breathlessly, brushing my hair back from my forehead.

Then I felt him, sliding inside of me, and my breath caught in my throat. It hurt more than I expected it to, but within seconds, any pain was a forgotten memory. I buried my fingers in his back and pushed him against me. He kissed my mouth, my neck, my shoulders, everything he could reach, and I moaned against him. I could feel his heart pounding in time with mine, and I could hear his breath in my ear.

Never in my life had I felt as whole or complete as I did then. I felt as if I had been made just for him, just for this. Pleasure exploded inside of me, and I bit my lip to keep from screaming.

Gasping for breath, he relaxed on me, but he still propped himself up so he wouldn’t put the full of weight of his body on. He rested his forehead against my shoulder and tried to gain some composure. When he gently kissed my shoulder, my skin trembled underneath his lips. My whole body felt like it was glowing with happiness, and I felt dazed and weak. My vision had a blurred hazy quality, and I knew that my stomach should ache with hunger, but I just couldn’t feel it.

“Was that okay?” Jack asked, looking at me.

“Yeah. That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt.” I smiled up at him and touched his face. He suddenly looked too marvelous to be real. He had the more gorgeous blue eyes, and they were filled with adoration for me. “Did you enjoy it?”

“Did I?” Jack laughed, and there was this wonderful exhausted quality that it made it sound ever better. I had exhausted him, and his laughter sent tingles all through me. “Oh my god, Alice.

I didn’t know it could be that good.” He collapsed back on the bed next to me, and he pulled me into his arms, so my head would lie on his chest. “Oh man. I can’t believe I’ve been missing out on that.”

“I know,” I giggled, feeling strangely girlie and buzzed. I snuggled up as close to him as I could, loving the way my skin felt pressed up against his.

“Wow,” Jack laughed tiredly again. “You may not know this, but you are the single most amazing person I have ever met, and I am crazy in love with you.”

“Good.” I kissed his chest and smiled up at him. “Cause I feel exactly the same way about you.”

The loss of blood and the exhaustion of pleasure left me feeling drained. My vision started to clear from the haze of lust, and the pain in my stomach was starting to kick in, but I was too tired to deal with it. I just wanted to stay in Jack’s arms forever and listen to the sound of his heartbeat singing to me sleep. Our bodies were slowly returning to their normal temperature, and Jack pulled the blankets up over us, tucking them neatly around me.

I had just stated drifting off to sleep when I heard my phone ringing. It sounded like it was coming from the bathroom, so I decided it was faint enough for me to ignore. Finally, it stopped, so I settled back into his arms. A second later it started ringing again, and I groaned.

“Should I get that?” Jack asked tiredly.

“No, it’ll stop,” I said, hugging him even closer to me. If he got it, that meant he would have to be away from, and I definitely wasn’t ready for that. It did stop, only to immediately start ringing again.

“Sorry, I gotta get that.” Jack gently untangled himself from and I grumbled in protest, but I let him go. He slipped on his boxers, and I watched him as he walked to the bathroom, following the sound of the ringing. For one second, watching how gorgeous as he was, my heart swelled as I realized that I got to be that.

He belonged to me, and it delighted me endlessly. The phone stopped ringing again, and Jack sighed. “I’m still getting it, in case it starts to ring again. Where is it?”

“I don’t know.” I sat up, holding the blankets over my chest.

“Of course it stops when I look for it.” Jack started poking around the hamper, since I had tendency to leave my phone in my pants pocket, but it started ringing again. He went over to the medicine cabinet and opened it. “Alice, why is your phone in the medicine cabinet?”

“Maybe when I got the mouth wash?” I shrugged. I had no idea. “Just shut it off and come back to bed.”

“Uh oh.” He came out of the bathroom, holding my phone out to me. “It’s Jane.”

“I should probably answer that,” I sighed and held my hand out. I managed to answer it just before it went to voicemail, and Jack sat on the bed next to me. “Hello?”