His heart leaped into his throat and he was certain he was purple all over when he saw her slowly walk out from the door. He clenched his hands against the blankets, a smile spreading slowly over his face. Pulling his hands away, he reached up, to her, with his arms out and hands open.
“Y-you look absolutely beautiful… but I always think that…” he admitted softly. “Come here… please…? I want to touch you…”
Letting go of the door frame, Katelynn made her awkward walk toward him, her hair pooling around her petite frame, chest rising and falling with every breath. Her heart had soared that he liked it, her body not displeasing him, causing more shivers of pleasure to run along her skin.
She walked until she was at his bedside, merely standing there and unsure of what to do. What did women do when they were showing themselves off for their boyfriends this way?
“Come here…” he whispered again as his hands found hers, and gently pulled her down. She easily slipped on top of him, his arms wrapping around her momentarily before he rolled, and rolled her down onto the bed. He settled half on her, half off, still tangled in the blanket, and ran a hand through her hair slowly. “Katelynn you’re… so perfect for me.” Jack admitted gently, tracing his nose against her cheek.
“Never doubt that. Please…” he whispered as the hand on her cheek traced down to touch the material but, more importantly, her body beneath it. Her warmth, her soft, smooth skin… he kissed at her jaw softly, as his hand began to touch her.
Jack Maple 