"I think I am actually done with school." I groaned as my brother and I walked out the double doors.
"You've been done with school since first grade." Stiles rolled his eyes and I laughed.
"You speak the truth little bro." I grinned and Stiles groaned throwing his head back in annoyance as we walked towards his jeep.
"Two minutes!" Stiles shoved two fingers in my face and I laughed pushing his hand away. A roar of a familiar engine sounded causing Stiles to groan and mutter under his breath as he climbed into the jeep. A beautiful grey Porsche pulled up in front of the jeep, blowing it's way, causing Stiles to groan even more than before. The passenger door flew open revealing Jackson sitting in the driver's seat, sunlight reflecting off his sharp jawline and sunglasses sitting on the bridge of his nose.
"Hello gorgeous." His voice was edgy and held the husky tone that sent shivers down my spine.
"Hi." My voice was breathless as we smiled at each other, our fondness for each other shinning in both of our eyes.
"Wanna ride?" He questioned and I nodded grinning.
"Sure." Grabbing my bag I went to climb into the car.
"Wha- What about our star wars marathon?" Stiles called as I clambered into the Porsche.
"We will do it tomorrow I promise!" I called as Jackson linked our hands over the gearstick.
"Okay but what do I tell dad?"He replied desperately searching for some from of excuse.
"Cover for me!" I giggled as Jackson made the engine to roar. Purposely to annoy Stiles, Jackson waved sweetly at Stiles causing his lip to curl in annoyance. Jackson and I laughed before we pulled away but I blew a kiss to Stiles as we did.
The ride to Jackson's house was in silence, a comfortable silence that neither of us felt the need to break. It was natural and it wasn't forced. My mother when she was still alive always used to tell me something before I went to sleep. She would tell me a story of how she fell in love with dad and she would always end it with the same saying. Mum would tell me that when you have a comfortable silence with someone, when you don't have the need to talk and you can just comfortably bask in the silence, then you know you have found someone special.
Jackson pulled onto his drive as I noticed his adoptive parent's cars were not there. I stiffened, knowing the usual girls Jackson goes for and what he did with them, and Jackson noticed rubbing his hands in my own.
"I can drop you home if you want?" HIs voice was so soft, so delicate, and I looked over at him. His were soft, not the usual cold eyes he gives others, and I smiled shaking my head.
"No, it's fine." He nodded smiling slightly. Gently he squeezed my hand before we both climbed out the car. Silently we made the familiar route up to his room after which he offered me a drink which I declined. Although I couldn't count how many times I had been in Jacksons room I still felt uncomfortable as I sat on his bed.
"So I was thinking-" Jackson started wringing his hands together sitting next to me on the bed.
"Dangerous." I grinned as he gently shoved me, poking my side.
"Oi." He scrunched up his nose to which I poked it laughing. His arms snaked around my waist pulling me into his chest as his fingers tickled my sides. I squirmed in his hold, giggling uncontrollably when he suddenly stopped his breath hitching in his throat. I realised our close proximity and my breathing quickened song with my pulse. His nose rubbed against mine as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"You were thinking?" I whispered, completely breathless. His eyes were searching my face as were mine on his. His pupils were solely dilating as he looked between my eyes and my lips causing them to tingle in anticipation.
"Can I kiss you?" I nodded loving how that even after being together for at least two months he asks every single time before kissing me.
His lips brush against mine, over and over again and I take pleasure in how he tastes merged with my lips. The movements we made were a blur but the feelings were permanently stuck in my mind much like every time we had kissed before and every time we will kiss in the future. Gently ever so gently he sucked me into his mouth and I moaned, feeling the gesture sending tingles down every part of my body. He slowly pulled my chest against his chest, as if he was afraid that I would run away from him, as if that was possible. Whilst pulling away I realised that his lips were the only lips that I want to kiss.
As our breathing evened out I moved my hands so they were cupping his cheeks. My eyes fluttered open to see Jackson looking down at me. His eyes were bright and wide, sparkling with a familiar emotion.
"You know something?" He whispered, his breath fanning across my face. I simply shook my head in reply. "I really love kissing you." He pecked my lips quickly before smiling cheekily. "I love kissing you here." He kissed each side of my eye lids gently and I smiled as I stroked his cheeks. "And here." This time he pecked along my cheekbones before smiling at me softly. "Defiantly here." This time he kissed just above my lips, teasingly brushing his bottom lip against mine.
"Stop teasing me." I whispered rubbing my nose against his. Initiating the moment I pressed my lips gently again his. Gently sucking his lip into my mouth I pulled him even closer, gripping at his clothes. I could feel my pulse radiating down my body as Jackson moaned into my mouth. Slowly he leaned down, gently pushing me backwards until my back was against his mattress, and he was suspended over me. I arched my back, desperate to get more of just a taste of him. I tightly gripped his clothing pulling him into me as he ran his hand lightly down my front. I gasped when he gripped my thigh, wrapping my leg around his torso.
His lips moved from mine to my neck as he trailed love bites up and down the skin awaiting there. I squeezed my eyes shut, arching my bag once again, letting out a breathy moan of pleasure. Right now, in this moment, there is nothing I want more than him.
Both of our hands were tugging at each others tops and in seconds they were removed. Jackson stopped kissing me, causing my to groan at the loss of his lips on mine but the look in his eyes was worth it. His usual bright eyes were darkening as he took in my shirtless body before I reconnected our lips together. After a few blissful seconds he pulled away breathless.
"Are you sure you want this?" His voice, desperate being breathless and showing obvious restraint, was full of concern, and it drove me wild. I leant forwards, arching my back, before biting his lip gently and pulling it into my mouth. He squeezed his eyes shut moaning before I pulled away, certainty in my tone.
"I want you."
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