Unbroken (17 page)

Jake wasn’t sure how much time had passed before Britney finally settled, her sobs quieting and her tears no longer dampening his chest, but eventually she did.  Nevertheless, he was hesitant to let her go as he continued the gentle rocking motion. 

Minutes later,
when she remained unmoving against him, he wondered if she’d fallen asleep.  “Britney?”  His voice was whisper soft.

“
Don’t go,” Britney murmured, loath to relinquish the solid warmth of his chest and the reassuring sound of his steadily beating heart beneath her cheek.

“
Don’t worry.  I’m not going anywhere,” he assured her, his hand moving in slow circular motions against her back.

“That feels nice.”

Jake continued the gentle, comforting motion, feeling her body gradually relax against his chest.

It felt good to
be held in Jake’s arms.  In fact, it felt more than good, it felt right.  And as the seconds ticked by, Britney grew more and more relaxed.  There, in the circle of Jake’s arms she felt safe and secure.  And despite the horrific nightmare that had tormented her sleep just a short while ago, she felt oddly at peace. 

But then,
after a while, Britney began to feel a different emotion entirely.  She inhaled deeply, breathing in Jake’s scent.  He smelled of soap and scented shampoo, a somewhat spicy, masculine scent she didn’t recognize.  Clearly he’d showered after his workout and she had a sudden, crazy urge to stick out her tongue and run it over his skin.  She resisted the urge, but despite her best effort, she was incapable of withstanding the impulse to touch him.  Almost of their own accord, it seemed, her fisted hands unfurled, her fingers slowly splaying against his naked chest.  The breath caught in her chest as she felt the tightly corded muscles flex beneath her fingertips.

Feeling the movement of Britney’s hands against his chest, Jake
’s hands went still at her back.  Was she ready to lie back down, to try and sleep once again?  He waited, but she didn’t pull away.  Instead, and much to his amazement, he felt her fingers begin to drift lightly along his chest.

Britney felt him go still beneath her touch. 
She hesitated.  Would he push her away, tell her to stop? A second went by, and then another.  Neither of them moved.  Another second passed.  He didn’t push her away.  With bated breath, she allowed her fingers to resume their tentative exploration.

Jake drew in a slow, deep breath.  A
s Britney’s fingers inched upward along his torso, there was no mistaking her intent.  For a moment his hands remained motionless against her spine, but then, ever so slowly, his own fingers began to move purposefully along the contours of her back.

Emboldened by Jake’
s response, Britney tilted her head upward bit by bit, allowing the tip of her nose to skim lightly against the column of his neck as her lips hovered a mere inch above the skin she so desperately longed to taste.

For Jake, the faint tickle of Britney’s breath blowing softly against the base of his throat sent an unexpected shiver
skittering along his spine. Helpless against his body’s inherent reaction, he felt the immediate rush of blood flowing to his dick, his thick shaft growing long and hard in an instant. 
Damn, so much for self-control.

Noting the unmistakable evidence of Jake’s mounting desire, Britney felt a moment’s hesitation.  Could she continue down this path of discovery
?  Could she keep the unspeakable horrors she’d witnessed at bay, or would those terrible memories overcome her as she feared, forever keeping her from enjoying a man’s touch?  Could she take that risk?  Could she take that risk with Jake? 

Pressing her hands flat against Jake’s chest, she exerted the slightest pressure, pushing herself back until they were face to face.

“Britney, I…” Jake began, and then faltered, suddenly unsure of what to say.

They were both
utterly still for a moment as they looked into each other’s eyes.  It was a defining moment; a decision to be made that would permanently alter the course of their relationship. They each understood that.

Looking into the depth of Jake’s
mesmerizing gaze, Britney already knew the answer to her question.  The answer was yes.  It
was
a risk worth taking.   Raising her hand to his face, she trailed her fingers ever so lightly along the line of his jaw.  “Make love to me,” she breathed, her steady gaze never leaving his.

“Britney, are you sure?” Jake asked.  Though he wanted to make love to her more than anything
at that moment, he understood the emotional battle she was facing.  She was so delicate, so incredibly fragile.  He couldn’t bear the thought of causing her any more pain.

Jake’
s concern was evident.  In fact, Britney could almost see the internal struggle that was warring within him.  If possible, it made her want him even more.  “I’m sure,” she answered with a slow nod of her head.  And she was. 

For Jake, knowing that Britney was putting so much trust in him was both a rewarding and an incredibly humbling feeling.  With a warm, tender smile, he lowered his mouth and placed his lips over hers, melding them together in the gentlest of kisses. 

Jake’s lips were warm and soft against hers.  She
’d dreamed of kissing him for so long, and now that the moment was upon her, she reveled in the absolute wonder of it.

As he molded his lips to hers, Jake was careful not to move too fast, content to merely explore the delicious sweetness of her soft, full lips.  But then, ever so gradually, he deepened the kiss, coaxing her lips apart with the tip of his tongue.
She opened to him at once, allowing his tongue to slip between her parted lips.

Moaning softly, Britney welcomed the
intimate invasion.  As their kiss deepened, her tongue parried with his as her hands moved to the back of his neck, her fingers delving into his thick hair.  She pressed closer, until she could feel the heat of his skin through the thin fabric of her silk pajama top. 

As Britney pressed closer, Jake slipped his h
ands under the hem of her top, his fingers caressing the smooth softness of her lower back, inching higher, little by little, until his thumbs brushed lightly against the undersides of her naked breasts.

Britney arched against him,
the touch of his hands against her bare flesh sending delightful little tingles racing through her body.

Encouraged by her response, Jake’s thumbs continued to move in slow
, lazy circles, lightly brushing against her nipples as his palms moved to massage her full, round breasts.

Breaking away from the deliciousness of Jake’s kisses, Britney gasped
aloud, her breathing quickening as pleasurable sensations radiated throughout her body.  “Jake,” she moaned softly, grasping at his shoulders, her fingers pressing into his muscled flesh. 

“I want to see you,” he whispered back.  Releasing her breasts, he grasped the hem of her silk tank
.  She lifted her arms without hesitation, allowing him to pull it up and over her head, baring her to his hungry gaze.  Her pale skin was almost luminous, awash in the light of the moon’s faint glow.  “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, as his eyes feasted upon her lush bounty, taking in every inch of her exquisite breasts.

Britney felt her nipples stiffen into hard little buds beneath Jake’
s lingering gaze, and she silently rejoiced at the blatant admiration reflected on his face.  Then, as he slowly dipped his head, she felt the breath catch in her chest.  For one agonizing moment she worried that the past might rise up to haunt her, but as Jake drew one elongated nipple into his mouth, there were no horrific memories playing in her head.  There was only now, there was only Jake.

Dropping
his hands to her hips, Jake shifted Britney from his lap.  Laying her back atop the mattress, he stretched out beside her as he raked her nipples with his tongue, licking and sucking as he pulled the rose-colored nubs into his mouth.  He felt her fingertips press into his shoulders once again as she made sweet little moaning sounds deep within her throat.  It was nearly his undoing.   In one swift movement he rolled her beneath him, positioning one of his large, muscled thighs in between her long, soft legs as he settled above her.

Writhing beneath him, Britney’s body was awash in sensation.
Even so, she wanted more.  Feeling the solid length of Jake’s erection, hard and heavy against her thigh, she shifted beneath him, rolling her hips in wanton invitation.

Noting Britney’s restless movements, Jake
was only too willing to oblige. His right hand moved downward to her silky pajama shorts, his fingers slipping beneath the elastic waistband and brushing lightly against her soft curls, before delving into her slick folds.

Unable to help herself, Britney arched against his hand, her body quivering as he slid one of his fingers in
to her moist heat and then slowly began to stoke the fire burning inside of her.
Oh, God, it felt good.  No, it felt so much better than good, it felt absolutely marvelous.
  Her head fell back against the pillow as her hips undulated beneath the onslaught of his masterful touch, her breath coming in short little pants now as he expertly caressed her moist cleft.

Burying his face against her neck, Jake ran his mouth up and down the slender column of her throat, placing dozens of kisses along her heated skin w
hile his fingers moved skilfully between her legs. 

Britney clutched at his shoulders,
near mindless as Jake brought her body to life as it had never been before.

“That’s it,” Jake murmured, s
ensing that Britney was nearing the brink.  He felt her muscles grow taut beneath his hands.  “Now, Britney, now,” he urged, as he circled his thumb around her sensitive bud, his finger continuing to slide rhythmically back and forth as she convulsed around him.

Britney cried out in glorious release as wave after wave of
rippling pleasure coursed throughout her body. 

Jake lifted his head, watching Britney’s face as she
soared to the heavens.  It was one of the most beautiful things he’d ever seen.

As she gradually drif
ted back down to earth, Britney opened her eyes and attempted to focus.  Fortunately, Jake’s handsome face, hovering just inches above hers, was the perfect place to start.  Gazing into his beautiful green eyes, she smiled a smile of true contentment.

“Welcome back,”
Jack said softly, returning her smile.

“That was…amazing.”
Her expression was a combination of both wonder and absolute joy.

“
That
… was nothing,” he replied with a devilish grin.  “Because you and I are just getting started, sweetheart.”

Britney matched his grin with one of her own as he shifted onto his knees and hooked his thumbs beneath the elastic waistband of her
silk bottoms.   Raising her hips off the mattress, she felt a delicious shiver of anticipation as he slid them down her legs and then tossed them onto the floor.

Stripping off his own shorts, Jake pitched them onto the floor next to Britney’s.

“I want to touch you,” she said, as he stretched out beside her.

“I’d be sorely disappointed if you didn’t,” he replied
roguishly, as he regarded her with his sexy, hooded gaze.

Placing her hand on Jake’s chest, Britney allowed her fingers to meander through
the light dusting of baby fine hairs on his chest for several seconds before moving them downward at a leisurely pace, trailing them slowly along the contours of his ribcage.  She didn’t want to rush.  She wanted to savor every single moment, but the feel of Jake’s erection, pulsing and throbbing against her thigh, couldn’t be ignored for long.  Her hand moved lower until her fingertips brushed lightly against the silky smooth tip.

Jake sucked in a deep breath as Britney’s fin
gers grazed the tip of his cock, and then slid slowly down the length of his rigid shaft.

Wrapping her fingers around
Jake’s manhood, Britney began to explore, measuring his length and thickness, touching and stroking him as his breathing grew more and more unsteady.   He was larger than she’d imagined, but she wasn’t afraid.  She wanted him.  She wanted him inside of her, every last inch of him.

Groaning softly, Jake knew he wouldn’t last long if he allowed Britney’s fingers to continue their exquisite torture.  Grasping her hand, he clasped her fingers within his and raised it above her head, rolling her onto her back in one fluid motion.

Britney eagerly opened her thighs, allowing Jake to settle between them.

Nudging her thighs further apart, Jake pressed the tip of his shaft
against her welcoming cleft, easing into her bit by bit, letting her adjust to his size.  She was so deliciously tight, even as her body stretched to accommodate him.  He felt it then as he pressed forward, the unmistakable barrier of her virginity.  He hadn’t expected that, and for a moment he held himself still.  “Britney?”

“Don’t stop.  Please don’t stop,” she whispered, meeting his questioning gaze.

In that moment he didn’t think he could have stopped, even if he’d wanted to.  He surged forward, breaking through the thin impediment with relative ease.