Lifting my face to meet his, our lips came together like they had always been meant to. Kissing Jake got better each time as we fell into a rhythm, learning the ways we both liked to kiss and touch as we got more relaxed with one another. When our tongues met, I hooked my arms around his neck and he pulled me towards him by the waist so our chests touched. I wondered if he could feel how fast my heart was beating through our clothes. Then he reached up and rested his hand on the side of my neck, applying that little bit of pressure to my throat that made my desire turn up several notches.

‘Jake,’ I pleaded with him then.

‘Too much?’ he asked, starting to remove his hand.

‘No,’ I said quickly. ‘I want more.’

He flashed a smile at me before he kissed me again. Then he dropped his lips to kiss down my neck and to my collarbone. He traced the sweetheart neckline of my dress with his lips, kissing me on that delicate, bare skin there so gently, he left goose bumps in his wake. His hands moved to my shoulders, caressing me. ‘I do love your dresses but…’

‘But what?’ I murmured as he spoke through kisses.

Jake stopped and met my eyes. ‘I’d love to take this one off.’

I giggled. ‘I’d love you to take it off.’ I held my arms up and Jake’s breathed hitched as he reached for the fabric and lifted it over my head. I was thankful I’d put on a matching set of underwear today.

‘Mmm,’ Jake said, his eyes drinking me greedily as he tossed my dress onto the bed behind us. ‘Remember what I said? We do whatever you want…’ he said, not touching me yet.

I looked at him and even though I was still nervous, the pull I felt towards him overtook that. ‘I want it all,’ I confessed out loud. I moved towards him and his arms met me halfway. Our lips met again and this time, there was no holding back. Jake pulled me down with him onto the bed and we rolled together, our limbs tangling up with one another as we kissed, trying to get as close as we possibly could.

‘Too many clothes,’ I pulled away from his mouth to grumble.