My chest heaves as I lie there, still breathless from the most incredible orgasm I’ve ever had. I look into Jack’s face and see an expression of complete contentment that must mirror my own.
“Wow.”
Jack huffs out a laugh. “You can say that again.” His eyes soften as he slides the hair off my forehead and tucks it behind my ear. “Watching you come is still the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
My heart stutters as I remember those words whispered after we had sex for the first time as teens. I cup his face and kiss him softly, all the pain and hurt of our past seemingly being healed with this one kiss.
I love you.
The words shout in my head, but I can’t say them yet. An alert goes off on Jack’s phone and he reaches over.
“That’s the security gate. Looks like our food is here. I’ll be right back.” He kisses me quickly and jumps out of bed, grabs a pair of sweats from his dresser, and then leaves the room. I sit up, wanting to put some clothes on while we eat, and decide to rummage through his closet to borrow one of his shirts.
He has a massive walk-in closet that seems way more organized than I remember him being. Just when I’m about to turn toward the drawers and look for a T-shirt, I notice a familiar- looking sleeve. The leather is still butter soft and I remember all the times I walked down the hallway holding Jack’s hand while he wore this jacket.
I pull it from the hanger and slide my arms through it. The bottom edge of the jacket falls almost indecently high on my thighs. It just barely conceals my most intimate part, but the rest of the jacket is insanely big on me.
I hear Jack come back into the room talking about how he brought me my abandoned wine from earlier and some water to go with our Chinese food. I come out of the closet just as he turns around, and I watch his jaw drop as he scans me from head to toe. I’m standing before him wearing his high school letterman jacket, and only his jacket. My cheeks heat as I watch his pants begin to tent.
He clears his throat. “Fuck. You are every wet dream I ever had come to life.”
His voice is gravelly with desire, and his look of shock has quickly been replaced with a ravenous one. He walks slowly toward me, his hand sliding over his mouth and jaw before he slides it through his hair. His eyes roam across my body from my head to my toes and back again.
“Do you know how many times I imagined this exact picture in my head? I always wondered what you would look like wearing just this jacket.” He strokes his finger down the inside of the lapel and grazes the edge of my breast. “You look better than anything I ever fantasized.”
His lips graze mine in a soft kiss that quickly consumes us both. He breaks away, breathing heavily. “Come on. Let’s go eat before I ravage you again.”
He smirks at me and grabs my hand, walking us to the bed where he’s laid down a towel and placed our Chinese food containers. We eat and talk, sharing more memories from our childhood and teenage years.
When the food is gone, we cuddle and continue talking, sharing our dreams and desires. I wish I could capture this moment and hold it close to my heart forever.
This night is more perfect than any dream.
Our soft touches become more sensual until Jack is kissing every inch of slowly exposed skin. He takes his time removing his letterman jacket from my body and then drives me insane as his tongue makes its way slowly to my clit, while two fingers slide into my already wet core. He uses his other hand to hold down my hips as he takes me over the peak with his fingers and tongue.
My God, the things that man can do with his mouth should be illegal.
He slides back up my body after my tremors have finally ceased and kisses me fiercely. The taste of myself in his kiss is a heady and erotic mix, and it isn’t long before I flip him over and take my time devouring his body.
He grips my hair when I take him in my mouth, not to push me farther down, but just to touch me. He doesn’t take over, but instead just holds on as I take him toward the peak.
He grabs me under my arms and pulls me up his body before rolling us over in the blink of an eye. He slides into me before I even have a chance to ask why he stopped me, and we both moan at the bliss of being connected again.
Jack takes me slowly this time, and I revel in our connection as he makes love to me with everything he has. Our eyes never break their hold on each other, even when we both crash over the peak of our climaxes. It’s the most powerful sexual experience
I’ve ever had, and I know without a doubt that after tonight we’ll never be the same.
