Jack
Let’s do it.
It took nothing past those words for Jack to tear the shirt from his chest and for him to shake out of his shorts.
But undressing Anya needed to be slow.
Delicate.
Tasteful.
He straddled over her hips, careful not to crush her. She watched him, excitement in her eyes. She wasn’t a novice, but she looked hesitant.
“Are you sure about this?” He stroked his fingers down her cheek.
“Mhm,” she nodded. Even she didn’t seem to believe it.
“What is it?”
“This feels like it’s different, Jack.”
Of course it was. This was real. This was forever. This was… “Have you ever been in love, Anastasia?”
There it was. He got his answer in the slightest pupil dilation. Her eyes didn’t leave his, but it didn’t need to be said. “You’ve never m
