Jess could hear her heart pounding as she shut the door to her apartment. Her palms sweating profusely, she locked the door behind her.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkk I can't believe this is happening
.
Jake was waiting for her downstairs in the lobby. Sitting on one of the benches, he tapped his foot anxiously as he scrolled through his phone. He wasn't paying attention to any of the pictures popping up on his Instagram feed. He thought about their history, and all the times something almost happened but she changed her mind last minute.
Not this time, apparently.
He wondered what was different this time.
Jess stepped out of the elevator into the lobby, spotting Jake at the other end of the room. He looked up from his phone upon hearing her footsteps and stood up. Adjusting his sweatshirt, he smiled at her nervously.
"Hey," she smiled demurely.
"Hi."
They embraced in an awkward hug. They hadn't been in the same room since high school.
"How are you?" she asked, trying to fill the silence.
"Good, yeah," he replied, combing his hair out of his face with his fingers. Jess took a small inhale.
Shit, he's got nice hair. And nice hands
.
His solid six-foot-one frame was neither lean nor muscular, but he nonetheless hid it underneath the baggy sweats he wore every day. His dark, wavy hair was arguably his best feature, but often kept it hidden under the hood of his sweatshirt. His large, powerful hands were a focal point too. He had a boyish, sheepish quality that was sometimes awkward but undeniably charming.
"Come on, I'll show you up," Jess turned towards the elevator.
Jake eyed her frame as she walked in front of him.
Damn
.
His eyes immediately drifted to her skinny jeans, hugging her shapely, long legs. Her hips swayed back and forth as she walked, and she brushed back the long dark hair that fell in her face. Jake and his friends would often talk about how fuckable she was back then, he just never expected anything to happen. Until now.
"Your building is really nice," he said once they were in the elevator. Her hair smelled intoxicatingly sweet of shampoo when she moved her head.
"Thanks!" she smiled. "It's more expensive than my old place, but I think it's worth it."
"Yeah", he nodded. The elevator dinged and opened onto the 7th floor.
"How's school going and everything?" she asked, thinking that awkward small talk was preferred to quiet.
"It's fine," Jake sighed. "Still learning the city. If I'm not in class I'm smoking weed with my cat."
She giggled. "I thought they had catnip for that".
He laughed, relieved the joke broke a bit of the tension.
"You always were a funny one," he smirked back at her.
They reached a door labeled number forty-two.
"This is me," she said, inserting her key into the lock and opening it.
"Can I get you a drink or anything? I have beers in the fridge."
"Um, yeah sure". Jake looked around the small apartment. The walls were that same off-white every apartment in the city was painted. There were scuffs in the paint by the door, but the rest of the walls were covered with charcoal sketches of nude women.
"Do you make these?" he asked while she was rummaging through the fridge.
"Yeah," she laughed nervously, handing him a can. He walked past her to a drawing hung up on the wall behind her, clearly the outline of a woman's buttocks.
"This you?" he raised his eyebrows sheepishly.
Jess shuffled her feet.
"Uh yeah," she laughed. "I draw myself sometimes when I'm feeling insecure."
Jake looked up at the drawing again before looking back at her.
"Well, I gotta say you got nothing to be insecure about," he said, taking a swig of his beer. He hung out with the football players and often adopted their fuckboy swagger.
Jess smiled and looked down at her toes.
"Thank you, I appreciate it."
Jess wasn't really sure why she called him after all those years. Maybe it was loneliness, or maybe it was something more. She always found him attractive, but high school can be cruel about people's love lives. She couldn't be seen going out with a younger guy, let alone a guy like Jake. But still, something always intrigued her about him. She occasionally thought about what it would be like if she submitted to his innocent flirtatious advances.
She shook the thought out of her mind, taking a big sip of her beer. Gathering all the feminine allure she could muster, she moved closer to him.
"I'm really glad you came over tonight," she purred.
Jake raised his eyebrows, smiling.
So, she wasn't kidding on the phone
.
"You caught me on a good night," he shrugged, feigning nonchalance. "I didn't have other plans."
She rolled her eyes, taking another drink.
Yeah, right.
Jake laughed to himself and took a swig.
"You think you're so funny", she trolled sarcastically.
Jake flashed another sheepish smile, pouring another sip of beer into his open mouth.
"Yeah, I do."
Jess inched closer to him still. She purposefully left the lights dim when she left to grab Jake from the lobby.
Jake put down his beer on the table next to him, leaning back against the wall. From the front, Jess was even sexier. He loved the way her gray-blue eyes looked up at him, and how adorable she looked when she laughed. His eyes traced down her next to her ample chest, the buttons on her white blouse straining to remain closed.
I can't wait to rip that apart that later
. The alcohol clearly was already affecting his thoughts.
Jess watched as Jake practically undressed her with his eyes.
I knew he still wanted me
.
She took another step closer to him. Her heart was beating even faster now.
"Somebody's a little full of himself," she prodded. Jess prided herself on her flirtatious quick wit.
Somebody's about to be full of me
. Jake joked to himself.
"What can I say, I'm a pretty cool guy." The scent of her hair grew stronger as she moved closer to him.
"What are we to do about that arrogant attitude?" Jess cheekily crossed her arms. "I think I might need to put you in your place."
Jess took another step closer, putting their bodies mere inches from each other.
"Why don't you try and tame me?" Jake chuckled.
That's enough of that
.
Jess uncrossed her arms and grabbed Jake's hoodie strings. Pulling him closer to her, she kissed him.
Whoa
.
5 years of sexual tension exploded in a matter of seconds.
We should've done this ages ago.
Jake felt his stomach flutter as she pressed her velvety soft lips to his. He took his hands out of his sweatshirt pocket and grabbed her waist, pulling her closer to him.
Jesus, those hands
.
Jess felt a throbbing as he touched her for the first time. She moved her hands from his chest up to his neck, running her fingers through the hair at the back of his head. Jake shuddered at her touch, feeling the goosebumps prick up all over his body.
Jess moved her hands from his hair down around his ear, tracing her fingers along his jawline and then his neck. She could smell the musky scent of his cologne or deodorant. She didn't care what the hell it was. It smelled so fucking sexy.
They kissed for what felt like an eternity. Jess was growing impatient. She needed him. Now.
She moved her hands from around his neck and grabbed his wrists, sliding his hands down from her waist to her ass.
Oh shit. She wants me
.
Jake broke away from kissing her, surprised.
"Is that okay?" Jess looked concerned.
Jake simply looked her up and down again. Then, sliding one hand to the small of her back, he cupped her buttocks with the other, squeezing hard.
Jess giggled as she went in to kiss him again. Jake pulled her in so close that every part of them touched. She felt one part of him growing hard.
Perfect
.
Jake, sensing she could feel him, pressed into her. He only hoped he would last long enough.
Jess moved her hands down to his hips. Sliding her hands under his sweatshirt, she grabbed his hipbones.
Fuck
.
Jake squeaked out a moan. He broke their kiss, instead moving his lips down her jawline, under her ear, and down her neck. Jess couldn't help but breathe heavier. Neck kisses were her weakness. She felt her knees buckle slightly as he brushed his lips over the tender flesh of her neck.
"You like this, don't you?" Jake whispered into her ear, smiling. Jess could only muster a breathless nod.
Jake grabbed her ass harder, moving his hands further and further underneath her. Jess felt his touch mere inches from where she really wanted it. She was done for.