Only Mine

aking up the next morning was a bit disorienting as the unfamiliar sheets were wrapped around me and the most amazing view flashed at me from the grand window, bathing the room in a golden hue of the morning sun.

I realized the reason for me waking up was a foreign feeling of warmness that was spreading throughout my whole body. It was then that dawn on me there was a firm masculine arm thrown over my waist, holding me closer to the delicious warm body behind me.

Our legs were entwined and his chest was pushed against my back, making us as close as possible.

I could hear Jake's deep breathing next to my ear, letting me know he was still fast asleep. A sweet scent of sex and a masculine cologne that I grew to love way too much clung to the sheets around me, and I took a deep inhale, ravishing in it.

Cautiously I started moving in his arms, gently removing myself from his embrace as not to wake him while trying to get up from the bed. If I didn't have to go to the toilet so badly, I wouldn't be getting up from this bed and away from his warm embrace anytime soon.

He mumbled something in his sleep when I managed to untangle from his arms but didn't wake up. I paused for a second before getting up, waiting if he'll open his eyes and when his breathing became even again, I relaxed. The sight in front of me was surreal. He was topless, the sheets just barely covering his bare behind, the muscles on his back looking tight even in his relaxed state and his face gentle, completely at peace. Wow. The most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life.

A hint of a smile coloring his lips made me want to reach down and feel those lips on mine. I didn't however, I wanted to let him sleep. And maybe I was just a tiny bit dreading what will happen in the light of the day. Coward, again.

Without exaggerating this was one of the most intense and amazing nights of my life till now and after him being so loving after our fight, I didn't want to go back seeing him pulling away once again.

I tiptoed to the door leading to his bathroom and silently close the door behind me. While getting out of bed, I've noticed that it was still early, just past 7:30 am, and since it was Sunday, there was plenty more time to sleep in and relax. If this is what he will want.

After finishing my business and brushing my teeth with the toothbrush I borrowed from him (which made me grin from ear to ear because it felt so personal), I slowly entered the bedroom again.

I almost jumped out of my skin when I saw him sitting up in bed, leaning on the headboard, and looking at me intently.

"Jesus, Jake. You are going to give me a heart attack."

He laughed lightly and then his eyes traveled down my body without blinking the entire time. It was then I realized I'm not actually wearing anything, and I blushed scarlet when his eyes landed on mine again.

He chuckled before beckoning me to him. "Come here."

His voice was still low and gruff from sleeping, but I felt it caress me all over. I hurried to the bed, slipping under the sheets and before I could figure out if he wanted me closer, he lied us down and pulled me on his chest, one hand around my waist and the other guiding my head to the crook of his neck. I relaxed instantly, only now admitting myself I really was scared what his reaction today will be.

I listened to the steady beating of his heart and his fingers were drawing a path down my back, making my muscles melt under his touch. We've stayed in comfortable silence, and all of it slowly lulled me back to sleep. I felt him kiss my head before I drifted off again.

The next thing I know, I wake up to an empty bed, the clock on the nightstand showing 9:30 am. I fell asleep in his arms.

A smile spread on my lips and there was no way of containing it. I heard some noise probably coming from the kitchen, so I got up deciding to check where he is.

This time I didn't hesitate at taking his shirt from the floor and putting it over my head, hiding my current nudity, feeling a bit naughty when not putting on any underwear.

When I opened the door the smell of coffee drifted through the hallway and my feet took me to the origin of the amazing aroma.

Jake standing at the kitchen preparing the aforementioned amazing aroma was just as good as it gets.

"Are you just going to stand there and ogle?" His back was still to me when he said the words.

I smiled and let my feet take me to where he was busying himself with pouring the coffee in the same mugs as last time.

"G'morning to you too."

He turned around with a cup of coffee in his hands and leaning down, giving me a light kiss on my lips.

"G' morning, baby."

"I think this is just about as perfect as it gets."

He looked at me amused.

"Is that so? And what exactly is perfect?"

"You, after a night of some pretty good sex, standing shirtless in your kitchen, preparing coffee for us."

He laughed, his eyes dancing with mischief. Pulling me closer to him, his voice became low when he asked:

"Only pretty good?"

"Hm... I don't know, was it better than pretty good? I guess my memory is a bit hazy this morning."

Full-on grin spread on his mouth and he looked so sexy my insides clenched at seeing him like this.

"I think we should refresh your memory and lift it higher than just 'pretty good'."

"Lift it higher ... Now that's a thought." I looked at him seductively and his eyes turn darker with my insinuation.

He lifted me up in his arms and land me hard on the kitchen counter, the coffee already forgotten in the process. He stepped in between my legs and pulled me in a fierce kiss, his tongue exploring mine and promising everything that is still about to come.

My hand traced his shoulders, going lower down to his chest and brushing over his nipples. He shuddered slightly at the contact, making me realize he likes it. I brushed over them again and he pressed even closer between my thighs, now frantically trying to open the buttons on his shirt I was wearing and pulling it down my shoulders. He lowered down to my breast and take in his mouth one nipple, sucking and biting lightly. My hips bucked up for the sensation and my hands landed behind my back on the counter, making me arch and pushing my aching breasts closer to him.

"God, I love to make you moan. And you taste delicious, Jess."

His hand trailed the path down my tummy and press between my legs. I was already wet and so ready for him, his finger easily glided from my entrance to my throbbing clit.

I started panting when he found the perfect rhythm on my nub and his teeth were now grazing over my other nipple.

"Put it in me, Jake. I need to feel you."

He came up and kissed me hard on the lips again then enveloping my legs around his hips and lifting me off the counter. His cock was pushing against my entrance and the only thing from preventing him from sliding in was the material of his underwear.

He took me to the living room and lay me down on his enormous sofa, looking down at me with so much lust in his eyes, it made me squirm in his embrace. Slowly he pulled his boxers down without losing eye contact and then lying over me. My legs spread for him on their own account and he nestled between my thighs, his cock hovering at my entrance.

He cupped my cheeks and made me look into his eyes.

"Do you trust me, Jessica?"

I looked at him for a while, thinking how should I reply, when suddenly realizing the answer was there without me overthinking it. I did trust him.

"Yes."

As soon as he heard my answer something warm entered his expression and then he took himself in his hand, guiding his cock until he started entering my tightness inch by inch, my muscles wrapping around him.

Both of us shuddered at the impact of the contact when I realized we weren't using a condom. This is why he wanted to know if I trust him. And I did, god help me, I did.

It felt spectacular. Better than the first time we had sex unprotected, because now, the way his eyes shined when he was looking at me while lazily pushing inside, felt much more intimate.

He pushed my knees higher up around him and surged inside, making me arch on the sofa at the new angle that had me spiraling towards orgasm almost in an instant.

"I'm going to come Jake."

"I know baby, I know, I can feel you tightening around me. Fuck, you are beautiful."

He picked up his pace, pushing at the exact right spot and after a few more we both started coming, me calling out his name and him growling mine. No matter how much I wanted to close my eyes at the intense climax, he never left mine and it held me captured without even blinking.

A-m-a-zing.

He collapsed on me, both of us breathing heavily and my arms held him tight against me.

After we managed to get down from our high, he lifted his head lightly and look at mine, surely purely satisfied, face. A small smile was playing on his lips and he gave me a light peck on the lips.

Slowly he pulled out of me and got up, putting his boxers back on and disappearing to one of his bathrooms. He returned a few seconds later with a warm towel and he cleaned me entirely, a soft expression on his face while doing it.

Then he sat on the couch next to me and pulled me to him, cuddling me with his arm around my shoulders. I felt content.

"I don't know where this is going and I'm not sure how much I can give you, but it's the first time in years I wanted someone as much as I want you."

He took a deep breath before continuing, "I can't promise you a relationship and everything that comes with it, because frankly there is a reason I'm never serious with any of the women I am with. But you make me crazy and the thought of you with someone else makes me want to tie you on my bed and not let you leave."

I was looking at him with open eyes, my heart beating loudly in my chest but not really knowing what to reply. I knew I wanted him, there was no doubt. And not as just some casual lay. But what is he proposing then?

"I want this, Jake. And I don't want to be with anyone else. I'm not really sure what you are proposing, but at this point, I just want to be with you. There is only one thing I can't overlook."

"OK, I'm listening."

"I can't share you with other women. Not in or out of bed. I'm sorry if this is not what you want, but I can't function like this. I don't want to be thinking all the time whether you are flirting with other women or if you are at home fucking a different one every night."

My hands started trembling lightly when he kept on looking at me, not saying anything. I dropped my gaze, feeling too vulnerable when after a few seconds there was still no reply and something heavy started settling in the pit of my stomach.

He took my chin in his hand and lifted my head up.

"Hey, hey. Look at me."

I slowly lifted my eyes to his.

"No matter what you think you saw at the club the other day, it wasn't what you think. It was all pretty innocent, at least from my part. And there isn't any other woman I'd rather have in my bed than you."

"We will be exclusive and there is no question about it." His voice was firm, not letting any discussion. And it relaxed me a bit, knowing he wants it also.

"So what are you proposing then?"

He let go of my chin and pushed the fingers through his hair.

"I don't know how much I can give of myself. But I want to try. Let's just see where things go without pushing it. And I think it's better if we don't tell the people around us yet. I know Brian won't be easy to accept it and I imagine your sister won't be as thrilled either. Let's first just see where things lead us before we do the next step. Do you agree?"

I understood where he was coming from and I agreed that we should keep it down for now. The fact that he insinuated now the second time there is history about him that made him the womanizer he is, made me want to ask him now more than ever.

I nodded first, letting him know I agree with what he is saying, and then I gave him a kiss on his lips that made him smile against me. But I had to ask before we continue.

"What is that made you not want to have any kind of relationship?"

His smile faltered and his eyes lost the previous playfulness.

"I know I owe you some kind of explanation, but just give me some time, please. I can't do this yet."

It was fine. I knew it must have been something major and there are still lots of things we don't know about each other. So I let it go. It wasn't important at the moment, anyway.

I smiled and nodded, seeing him visibly relax.

"Do you have any plans for today?"

"I was supposed to be at our Sunday lunch at my mum's place, but I'm willing to renegotiate my plans." I winked at him playfully.

He got that boyish smile on his face again and pulled me closer.

"I was hoping to go out for brunch and then take you to one of my favorite spots in the city."

"I'd love to Jake. Let me just call my mum to cancel and then if you don't mind I'll take a shower before we leave?"

He agreed and when I got up to get my phone he playfully smacked me on the butt, telling me to hurry up.

"It's Sunday morning, stop pressuring me."

"Oh, I can join you in the shower, Jessica, and then show you some real pressure."

I rolled my eyes at him and started going to the bathroom, his laugh resonating behind me, making butterflies rise in my tummy again.. God, I love his sexy mouth.