Jack smiles at her softly as she scoots closer to him in the bed, and licks his lips subconsciously as she begins to rub his arm. He, like her, loves being touched by the other. Their touches had been brief and innocent, always, even when they had made love on the roof on that wonderful night their hands had been genuinely caring, loving. Not rough, no groping or grabbing. It was a nice feeling. It felt safe. Genuine.
“Being shy is… something I’ve done a lot of…” Jack said as his body shifted closer to her again, until he brushed one of her legs with one of his. “I think I’m… I don’t want to be like… shy any more… a-at least when it’s just you, Katelynn…”
He slowly moves closer still, until his lips find her cheek and he kisses her.
She closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his lips, taking a big gulp of air and letting it out slowly, desire rising within her at his proximity. “I guess..it’s too be expected, being shy..but we’ll get over it together..I already feel so comfortable with you, Jack..”
Her body moved on its own toward his body, her hips bumping along his, hands laying near her chest, unsure of where to put them.
“I feel so comfortable with you too Katelynn.” he whispers softly, pushing his hand so it’s now against her back, and pulls her until they’re more or less pressing right up against one another beneath the blankets. It brings up memories of their first time together freshly to the front of his mind, of her body exposed and waiting for him in the most strange of places.
It makes his face flush purple. “I mean I’m. I’m glad I do because you’re my girlfriend…”
Jack Maple 