|| Crazy For You
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Emma Burrows sighed impatiently as she waited by the tube line in the centre of a very busy London. It was nearing the end of January and the polluted air was feeling bitter on her pretty face. She shivered and hugged her white fur coat closer to her body for warmth. Strangers stood scattered lazily around her, all deep in conversation or dazed with an absent look on their faraway faces. Glancing up towards the sky, she saw it darken, rain threatening to fall and drown all its unprepared victims.
"Fuckin' hell this is all I need," she thought to herself miserably as she started stepping from one trainer clad foot to the other to stop them from going numb.
It had been a bad day right from the beginning. It all started when her alarm clock had failed to wake her up for work, causing her to be half an hour late and face an extremely angry boss. Even though she had begged and pleaded to keep her stupid job as a waitress, her boss wasn't having any of it.
"Emma, I've had it now, your constantly late, turn up at whatever time you feel like it, and don't bother turning up the next day sometimes. I need staff I can rely on, and that's not you."
Despite arguing back, it was to no effect. Grabbing her small denim bag, she threw a dirty scowl in her bosses direction before storming out loudly, leaving the glass door swinging wildly behind her before the caf� where she worked, began to fill in with early morning workers.
"Maybe moving to London had been a big mistake," Emma thought as she trudged along Oxford Street towards the tube to take her back to her rented flat. At the age of nineteen, she was now unemployed and alone. She did have friends, but whenever she wanted to do something they were either working, or out with their boyfriends, something Emma didn't have.
As large raindrops began to splatter out of the angry looking sky, she swore loudly to herself before turning around and storming off, her hazel stare firmly fixed on the cobbled pavement in front of her. Her trainers left a loud splashing sound as she continued to walk, feeling her short brown hair getting sopping wet as the sudden downpour increased.
"Fuckin' watch where ya going," a male voice swore angrily as Emma felt herself colliding headfirst with a tall stranger.
"Just fuck off," Emma replied carelessly as she continued walking forward, clutching her small bag firmly to her side as she didn't bother to look up. The rain continued to pelt down as she fiercely battled onwards against the wind and the rain. She felt someone fall in step behind her. A strong hand suddenly grasped her shoulder roughly tugging her back, as she felt the thin straps to her denim bag snapping easily. Her face flew up in shock as her hazel eyes clouded over with fear. A dark teenage lad easily snatched the bag and legged it.
"Oi," she shouted uselessly as she saw the thug tearing off into the far distance, his feet leaving loud slapping sounds as he soared through deep puddles.
Instantly she felt her eyes filling up as she stood in the street watching him gradually disappear, oblivious to everything around her. That bag had everything in. Her money, mobile phone, keys to her flat, precious photographs. She felt the tears begin to slowly slide down her face as hundreds of people continued to shove past her, eager to get out of the showering rain.
"You alright? I saw what happened." Emma felt a hand gently touch her shoulder as a spark of electricity burned from the strangers touch. Glancing up, she managed to with hold her squeal of surprise as she found herself staring into a pair of mysterious dark blue eyes.
"That's what you get for tellin' someone to fuck off," the famous actor spoke as she continued to stare at him, her eyes sparkling madly.
"Oh shit, that was you?" She felt a pink blush over ride her high cheekbones as Jack Ryder, the most lusted after soap actor in the whole of Britain towered in front of her.
"Yep." His reply was sharp and simple. The blush began to fade as she looked him up and down. Dressed in faded denim jeans and a thick black coat, she felt her pulse double in speed as his floppy blond hair fell plastered to the sides of his face.
"Well I'm sorry for the record, but I've basically had a really crap day right from the start of it."
Emma suddenly looked down, realised how messy she must have looked. Her shiny brown hair looked almost back as it clung tightly to her head, she felt streaks of black mascara trailing down her cheeks with the raindrops, as she stood there shivering in the cold.
"It's London, what do you expect?" Jack's face suddenly broke out into a hesitant smile. Her breathing quickened as she felt herself melting in the coolness of his smirk. She wiped away the streaks of mascara as she continued to speak.
"Well I don't expect to be mugged and then bump into a famous actor," Emma replied, flashing him her cutest smile. Suddenly a bunch of young teenagers barged past her purposely, causing her to lose her footing as her feet flew forward and the rest of her went backwards.
Jack arms instantly reached out to grab the girl from falling. His fingers sparkled with electricity as he held onto her, not letting her go. He felt himself being drawn to her gorgeous eyes, as he straightened her up.
"Come on, I'm taking you down the copper's," Jack decided as she avoided his intent gaze, clearly embarrassed by what had just happened.
"What's the point?" She sighed as she licked her lips, bringing his attention to their alluring shape.
"There's every point," he argued as he grabbed her arm and began to lead her down the street.
"Excuse me, do you mind?" Emma asked sarcastically as she felt herself being dragged along like a child.
"Not at all," he replied cheekily, turning round to watch her reaction. His dark blue eyes flashed with the hints of hidden amusement as his hand remained firmly gripped to her slim arm, expertly weaving them in and out of the busy crowds.
"Jamie, Jamieee," a young girl screamed as she saw the both of the fast approaching. "Oh my god, I love you! Your sooo fit! Can I have your autograph?"
Emma bit back a remark of surprise as Jack took no notice and carried on walking. She turned her head round to glance back at the girl, an angry look was painted across her ugly face as she slowly span around, but not before firing a dirty look in Emma's direction.
"Cheeky bitch," she muttered under her breath as the sight of the local police station came into view. "Jack, ain't you gotta get somewhere?"
"Might do, might not."
She breathed deeply, biting down on her tongue to resist giving the sarcastic star a mouthful.
"Sorry," he murmured as they came to a standstill. His voice sailed out meekly, sounding husky under his cold breath.
"Don't worry about it, we're all entitled to be moody when we're on�!" Emma joked.
He effortlessly rolled his blue eyes at her joke, as a stray strand of blond hair fell loosely in front of his eyes. His face lit up in a sexy smile, which sent a cascade of goosebumps to descend over her cold body. Her face broke into a grin as he led them inside the station.
An hour and a half later, Jack found himself seated in Starbucks, totally mesmerised by the stunning brunette sitting opposite him. He let his gaze wonder as he studied her in great detail. Her eyes contained a mixture of beautiful colours, neatly framed by perfectly plucked eyebrows. A cute nose gave the impression of cheekiness and also a determination to get what she wanted in matters, followed by the hypnotising shape of her pink lips. He took a sip of hot chocolate as his blue gaze rested on her chest. A slim waist followed, along with nice shapely legs.
"God what I wouldn't love to do to this girl," Jack realised as he suddenly snapped back into reality.
"Are you going to carry on staring at my chest or actually talk to me properly?!" Emma's face shone with amusement as Jack felt a pale blush take over his face. He coughed and took another sip of drink, trying to get all images of her in his bed, out of his aroused mind.
"Sorry."
He felt his pulse double in its speed as her face broke into a gorgeous smile, lighting up the whole of her face. Shivers of excitement ran through his body, pausing at one spot in particular as the blood began to rush.
"So what sort of stuff are you into anyway?"
"Music, shopping, the usual girly things. What about you?"
He took a deep breath as he shifted uncomfortably around in his seat, trying his hardest not to get turned on by her smooth voice.
"Well acting obviously, I love music and playing the guitar and basically just chilling out."
Their conversation came to a standstill as Emma felt herself drowning in the sexiness of his smile. His lips were perfect. Soft and smooth, they had to be the most god damn kissable lips she had ever seen in her life. They looked even better than on screen. She felt a tingling sensation in her stomach as he licked his lips.
"How old are you?" She asked, desperate to ignore the growing feeling of sexual tension slicing through the air. His dark eyes penetrated straight into hers as he replied.
"I'm twenty one this year, you?"
"Nineteen."
"Cute age."
"If you say so." She smiled.
Jack's body was going into overdrive. He didn't dare move in case he provoked his growing hard on even more. Racking his brains, he turned his stare to the cup in front of him, desperate to relax and calm his excited body down.
"Where do you plan on staying tonight?" His voice came out huskier than he expected.
Emma's eyes widened slightly in surprise as she softly bit down on her lip and began to chew on her index finger.
"Oh god," Jack only just resisted in holding back his groan. His breathing had increased and her innocent gesture only added to it. He felt himself grip the sides of the circular table as he waited for her response.
"I dunno, haven't really thought about it. I'll probably ring round a few friends and ask to crash at theirs."
"How do you intend to do that without a phone?"
Her face slightly paled as she bought her elbows to the table and rested her head neatly in her slender hands.
"Shit, I hadn't thought about that," she sighed as she began to run her fingers through her brown hair.
"Then there's only one thing left then," Jack replied, flashing her a smirk.
Raising one eyebrow, Emma waited to see if he was going to say what she thought he was.
"You can sleep at my place tonight, although we're gonna have to be careful what with all the nosy press around. If they see me taking a girl into my flat, I can guarantee the next days headline."
Her breathing almost stopped as she took in what he was saying. Here, sat directly in front of her, Jack Ryder, the centre of every teenage girl's wildest fantasies, was offering her a place to sleep for the night. It was too surreal.
"Nah, I couldn't do that. Would cause to much trouble like you said."
Emma frowned as she finished off the last of her drink. If she wasn't mistaken, she could have sworn she saw a flash of disappointment shoot straight through those stunning eyes of his.
"Up to you, but if the cops call how am I supposed to get hold of you? You haven't got anywhere else to stay." She swallowed nervously as she felt goosebumps raising along her arms. "Well since you insist!"
His face lit up immediately and then went back to its usual scowl. She bit back a giggle as they stood up ready to leave.
"Oh yeah, its on one condition though," Jack mentioned. Emma froze as she came to a standstill. Surely he wasn't going to say what she thought he was. The look on her face immediately made Jack realise what she thought.
"You've gotta help me learn my lines for next week?" His face smiled at her, setting her at ease.
"No problem," she grinned as she slid on her coat and they made their way back to his flat.
It was seven o clock later that night. They had arrived back at Jack's flat at one pm, and since then generally just talked, laughed and joked. Emma had found the ore she learnt about him, the more she liked him. As they sat on his comfortable black leather couch, she found herself looking at him again. His curtained hair lay loosely, its blond highlights making his blue eyes look even bluer. He had changed in to a pair of trackie bottoms and a loose fitted adidas t shirt. She found her stare being drawn to his toned body, that slightly rippled whenever he moved. Images of running her hands over it, feeling its smoothness had not escaped her head for hours. A comfortable silence filled the air as she unfolded her slim legs from beneath her and cleared her throat.
Instantly his face span towards her, his blue eyes directly looking into hers as a questioning expression formed on his gorgeous face.
"I was just wondering if there was any chance I could dive in the bath?" Emma mumbled quietly as she fiddled with her fingernails.
"Oh yeah." Jack replied as his face broke into an embarrassed smile. "Sorry, I should have offered."
"It's no problem," she replied, flashing him a small smile. "As soon as I'm out, we'll start on your lines yeah?"
"Yep!" He stood up, showing off his toned body. Emma felt her breathing deepen as she felt her legs beginning to turn to jelly.
"I've got some spare bottoms and a t shirt for you to sleep in if you want?" Jack asked as he led her towards the bathroom.
"Yeah that would be wicked, thanks," Emma replied as she stared at his firm arse as he bent over to turn the taps on. He suddenly turned round, and a teasing smile played on his lips.
"I'll just go get you some towels," he smiled, as he brushed past her, letting his body linger against hers as she moved out of his way.
Her skin burned from his touch.
"How the hell am I supposed to get through the whole of tonight when he sends my body into overdrive from a stupid touch?" Emma thought as she waited for his return. Quickly she pasted an appreciative smile on her face as he handed the towels to her and began to close the door.
"Take as long you want, I'll be next door," he told her as he slid out of the doorway.
"Jack?" Emma looked at him as her bright eyes sparkled. "The clothes?"
"Oh right, yeah one sec!"
He disappeared again as the bath continued to fill. Wandering over to it, she grabbed a bottle of bubble bath and leant over to pour some in. No more than five seconds later she stiffened slightly as she felt someone pressing up against her as she leant over the bath. Her whole body flipped as she struggled back up, trying to control her overwhelming urge to ask Jack if he wanted to join her. Jack's breathing remained slow as he felt Emma straighten up, her body tightly against his. The blood pounded through his veins as she turned to face him. He lost himself in the beauty of her face. His fingers gripped the clothes he was holding as he looked down at her, neither of them saying nothing verbally, but with the look in their hungry eyes, it was another story altogether.
"Here are your clothes," he murmured, his lips centimetres away from hers. A loose strand of her short brown hair fell in front of her eye. He swallowed as he lifted his hand to brush it away, pausing to let it feel the softness of her face. She broke into a smile as she licked her lips and glanced at the clothes. The tension in the air was unbelievable.
"Thanks," she replied, not recognising the seductive sound of her own voice as she gently took them from him.
"You planning on watchin' me get undressed aswell?"
"Don't tempt me," Jack thought as a surge of desire ran through his slim body.
"I'll leave you to it," he said as he forced a smile on his naturally tanned face.
"Thanks, and Jack?"
He rose his eyebrows as he placed his hand on the bathroom door.
"Thanks for today, I don't know what I would have done."
He smiled warmly at her. "No problem." With that, he closed the door and left Emma to herself.
Half an hour later Emma returned from his bathroom feeling totally refreshed. She had tied her short hair back into a loose pony tail and she still looked naturally gorgeous even without a scrap of makeup on. Jack grinned at her as she came and sat beside him, a smell of coconut filled his senses. He leant back into the reclining couch as the sound of radio music escaped from his huge portable speakers situated in each corner of the room.
"Wanna get to work then?" Emma smiled as she couldn't help but feel a tremor of excitement run though her warm body.
"Might aswell," Jack replied as he leant over and grabbed a pile of white sheets from his coffee table. "It's a scene between Jamie and Sonia, basically there talking about taking their relationship that one stage further, if you know what I mean?"
His blue eyes challenged hers with amusement. She rolled her eyes and laughed as she grabbed a few sheets from him.
"I heard that they plan to and everything, but Sonia goes into birth with Martin's baby," Emma spoke as she flicked through the sheets.
"God, Eastender's can't keep anything quiet nowadays," Jack joked as he stood up and dimmed the lights, literally leaving the room in darkness. "Ready?"
As she scanned a few of the lines, she stood up to meet him.
"Oh yeah, excuse any crap acting. I've never done this before," Emma apologised in advance.
He grinned teasingly at her.
"Don't worry, you can't be as bad as that new girl, Kym Marsh or something stupid like that."
She watched curiously as she saw Jack transform in Jamie in front of her eyes. His posture softened and he acquired the baby face look that drove girls absolutely crazy.
"Sonia, I've been thinking." Emma found her gaze locking with his as she replied.
"Oh yeah?"
"Well, we've been together for a while now right." He paused and ran his hand through his blond hair.
Her heart skipped a beat. Music from the radio still blared gently.
"Yeah," Emma's face dropped slightly as instructed in the script. Jack found himself struggling to concentrate, his mind only on one thing, kissing those gorgeous pair of lips in front of him with his own.
"I was thinking, maybe it's time." He licked his lips as his blue eyes turned a shade darker.
Emma's heartbeat increased. "Either he's a fuckin' awesome actor," she thought silently, "Or maybe he's not acting?"
"Like when?" Emma asked as Sonia, gulping slightly as she saw him take a step closer to her, within touching distance.
"Like tonight?" His voice was thick with want, and Emma suddenly broke his stare as she looked down at the papers, eager to distract herself in some way before she perhaps made a fool of herself.
"Well then they kiss," Emma muttered to herself as she continued to read on for the next line.
"I really think I need practise with that bit," Jack murmured as he slid a finger under her chin. She blinked slowly as she felt his warm skin on hers, sending off shooting sensations in all directions. He slowly tilted her dark head up and she found herself barely being able to think straight as she looked up into his passion filled eyes.
"What bit?" she managed to choke out, as the papers felt as if they were about to slip from her sweaty grasp.
"This bit," he whispered as he tilted his head slightly and leaned down. His soft lips brushed lightly over hers and she felt her body explode, whilest trying to remember how to breathe at the same time.
She didn't respond straight away, too amazed by the sweet feeling she was experiencing of his mouth on hers. His mouth fit hers perfectly as he moved closer towards her, raising his hand to softly stroke the back of her neck. She melted in his touch as she finally responded to him, her lips teasingly caressing his as they begged for more access. He ran his hungry tongue along her top lip, absorbing her taste and addictive feminine scent. She let out a soft moan against his mouth as his arm automatically slipped around her waist, pulling her small body up against his own. Emma parted her lips as she felt the first gentle caress of his hot tongue on hers. Her stomach flipped and she stretched up against him as her hands clasped themselves around his neck, playing with the short strands of hair tickling her hands. As their kiss deepened, Emma felt herself becoming more and more turned on. Her legs were turning numb and her mind was whirling. She could feel his erection pressing through the thin material of his bottoms. Instantly a throbbing sensation stirred in the centre of her, as a familiar song played on the radio.
Swaying room as the music starts
Strangers making the most of the dark
Two by two their bodies become one
Both of the scripts fell from their hands as Jack's breathing increased and Emma felt as if she had died and gone to heaven. He pulled away breathless, his blue eyes resembling a mid night sky as they turned darker with lust.
"You're a good actor," Emma breathed as she tried to steady herself by gripping onto the side of the recliner couch.
"That wasn't acting." Jack stared at her as a surge of want roared through his body. They continued to keep their firm gazes locked.
I see you through the smoky air
Can't you feel the weight of my stare
You're so close but still a world away
What I'm dying to say, is that
Emma felt herself slipping down onto the couch as he began to approach her, their eye contact still not breaking. She tried to ignore the huge feeling of desire tearing through her hot body as he kneeled down in front her. His floppy hair shielded his hairs, literally begging Emma to run her fingers through it. She had never been one to resist temptation. She sank back onto the couch, pulling him with her as he laid on top of her, his hands straight away removing his baggy t shirt on her. As his skilled fingertips melt her fragranced skin for the first time, she felt her back arch with pleasure as they led trails of tingling sensations where ever they caressed. She broke the kiss, not hesitating in removing his t shirt immediately trailing her fingers down his smooth back, loving the feel of his skin on hers.
Jack felt his trackies growing to tight for his liking as his rock hard erection begged to be freed. He directed Emma's hands to his hips, motioning them downwards as his tongue began to hungrily explore her mouth, probing and tasting everything she had to offer. He kicked his bottoms off as her hands began to rake themselves through his tousled hair.
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you
Emma felt his fingers easily slip inside his bottoms that she was wearing. She was throbbing madly, dying for his touch. Her hands firmly locked themselves around his neck as he planted gentle kisses on her swollen kissed lips. Slowly he slid her trousers down, letting his hands glide against her soft as silk skin. His heart beat doubled in speed as he turned his hand to trail his fingers along the inside of her thigh, feeling her squirm as he neared his target. His lips curved into a sexy smile as his blue eyes penetrated into hers.
Trying hard to control my heart
I walk over to where you are
Eye to eye we meet, no word at all
His eyes travelled slowly down the shape of her. Wearing nothing but a skimpy black bra and thong, Jack felt his black boxers becoming extremely tighter with every passing second. His chest began to deepen with every breath and he let his gaze flicker up towards her hypnotising eyes. Gently she licked her lips and shuffled up closer to him.
"His skin is so hot," Emma realised as she let her fingers slide over her muscular chest.
"I think you need to cool down a bit babe!" Emma breathed against his skin, her lust filled eyes glittering brightly. Her heartbeat began to increase as he stared in that disbelieving innocent expression of his. His eyes were hungry, wanting, a teasing smile curled on his gentle mouth as he suddenly sat up and straddled her strongly. Her breasts began to stiffen as the feel of his hard manhood rubbed against her wet thong.
Leaning forward, placing one lean arm either side of her to balance out his weight, he stretched out his body against the length of hers. He grabbed her hands and held them above her head as he pressed his hips down, hard against her. As his mouth descended on hers, his hand began to slide itself down the side of her smooth body, making her chest rise and fall quicker with every gentle movement.
Slowly now we begin to move
Every breath I'm deeper into you
Soon we two are standing still in time
If you read my mind, you'll see
The touch of Emma's skilled hands worked their way down his muscular body. Each caress provoking another wave of fire to race through his demanding body. Both tongues began to play fiercely as his body began to rub itself against hers. Jack placed his hand over her hot centre. Straight away he realised how much she wanted him, but instead he decided to tease her, first of all by very slowly removing them down the long lengths of her smooth legs.
Starting at her feet, he slowly began to plant hot fiery kisses along the inside her leg. Using his tongue to make a trail, then kissing it away with a slow soft kiss, it wasn't long before Emma felt herself losing all control of her body. She felt his raging hard on, and she was struggling for breath. Just as Jack he neared his target, he let his hand very slowly trail lightly over throbbing centre, before repeating the whole pattern down her other leg.
"Jack," Emma moaned as her hips arched against the feel of his wet tongue.
He inhaled her sweet scent deeply, as he expertly slipped his middle finger inside, before licking her swollen clitoris. With his other arm, he held her bucking hips down before continuing to move his finger with an increasing speed in and out, also tasting everything she had to produce. The change in her body was obvious. Her hair was damp and plastered to her head, her body shone slightly due to slight perspiration, and her whole body felt as if it was gonna explode.
I'm crazy for you
Touch me once and you'll know it's true
I never wanted anyone like this
It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss
I'm crazy for you, crazy for you
"Jack, stop," Emma heard herself cry as he inserted another finger, his tongue still playing with her swollen mound. Smiling deviously against her, he totally chose to ignore her request. Instead he quickened up his teasing movement and felt pre cum spilling out of his boxers as her reaction provoked amazing sensations all over his body.
Gasping deeply for breath, Emma somehow managed to pull his blond head away and bring him up to her. Slamming his lips down onto hers, she tasted herself, and also felt the nudging from his erection which was digging into her centre.
"Oh god," Emma moaned as her chest heaved furiously, her hands clawing through his hair as his tongue caressed hers hungrily.
Still kissing him furiously, both of their hearts pounding wildly, and hands wanting to explore every little contour of the other's body, she slid them slowly down his back, pausing to let them trail along the edge's of his boxers. With one finger she slowly let it trail down the side of his hip, across to the inside material of his boxers, guessing it could be one of his soft spots, sure to hopefully cause an immediate reaction. Breathing deeply, Jack lost all sense of control as he attempted to thrust down onto her, forgetting he was still in his boxers.
"Emma," he breathed into her mouth, as her hot tongue carried on massaging his. She carried on kissing him as she let her small hand slip inside his tight black boxers, instantly being soaked by the amount of pre cum he had produced. She heard a sigh of satisfaction escape his lips, she slipped down his boxers and rolled him over onto his side for a better grip.
Moving down onto his chest, her lips circled his erect nipples endlessly before taking one in her mouth. She let her hand be soaked in his cum before sliding it effortlessly up and down his long length. Panting hard, Jack loved the texture of the cold black leather against his side as he felt the hot texture of her hand on him. His body stretched out in delight, the touch of her hot hand on him caused waves of lust to shoot through his body. As his breathing increased even more, Emma shifted her position before following the same pattern she had just performed before on the other nipple. Jack stared at her in utter amazement as she gently pushed him until he was flat on his back. No girl had ever made him feel this way before.
It's all brand new, I'm crazy for you
And you know it's true
I'm crazy, crazy for you
Locks of damp hair shielded his dark eyes, his hips arched as her tongue trailed mercilessly down the centre of his chest, leading to his stomach.
"Emma," he breathed, his finger raking them selves through her tangled hair.
Smiling against his smooth skin, a wave of confidence over swept her as she let her tongue flick out against his stomach button. His hips arched against her neck as her mouth pressed teasing kisses all over his flat stomach, enjoying his masculine taste. Slowly she began trailing downwards to his throbbing hard on.
"Emma, you don't have to," Jack gasped as he felt her finger carelessly flick over throbbing centre.
His pink tip was covered in pre cum and Emma licked her lips hungrily. Everything about him drove her wild, and she couldn't help but smirk about the thought of all the millions of teenage girls that would literally give anything to be in her position at that point in time. With that thought in mind, she slid straight downwards past his member until she had reached his toes.
"Two can play your games baby," Emma murmured loudly before moistening her lips with her wet tongue. Jack stretched his body as she began to lick and tease her way upwards, holding his waist firmly in place with her hands.
As Emma neared his erection, a stirring in her stomach formed and she could hardly contain the strong feeling of just taking him in her mouth there and then. But she wanted this to be something to remember so instead she blew ever so softly over his tip, causing his arms to thrash out as wildly as his legs did. She glanced up out of her eyes and saw the expression on his face. His gorgeous face was slightly perspiring, his highlighted hair fell in front of his tightly shut eyes. Jack waited for her next move, feeling his chest was rising and falling rapidly as had no control over his physical responses to every small touch her fingers did to him.
After repeating the same pattern on his other leg, she sighed loudly not realising the effect it had on him.
"Emma," he warned, his voice thick with desperation.
" I'd stop now if you don't wanna, because I swear-" He stopped mid sentence as he felt Emma's lips slide over his top, instantly engulfing him with her tongue.
"Ohhhhhh godddddd," he cried as he arched his back, trying to get his full length inside her. Pulling away, Emma stared teasingly at him, straight into his blue eyes.
"Now be a good boy or I won't play!"
Jack felt his mind whirling as he discovered more sides to Emma. She shyly glanced up at him, her whole face lit with desire. She enveloped him in her mouth again, this time deeper, excepting his full length. With her hands she let them slide along his shaft, causing gentle sensations to trickle all over him. As she increased the speed, Emma realised it wasn't going to be long before he came. Jack took a deep breath trying to regain some sort of control over the situation as he suddenly pulled her head away and gasped out of breath. Whipping her over onto her back, Jack rolled on top of her, locked his lips onto hers and thrashed his erection straight, hard, fast and deep into her warmth.
Waves of animal lust took over, and Emma found her hands firmly gripping his cheeks as she felt him thrusting in and out of her, over and over and over again. His tongue played with hers teasingly, and he felt her walls instantly begin to tighten with every movement. Emma felt his breathing becoming shorter with every movement, her breasts briefly touched his rock hard nipples as he came closer each time, sending shots of electricity cascading through both of their lust filled bodies.
Emma's slim body stiffened with each deep thrust, her breathing was near uncontrollable and her fingernails dug themselves deeply into his slippery back.
"Jack," she gasped as he withdrew almost to his tip before plunging straight back down into her. His blue eyes locked tightly with hers as he placed the lightest of kisses gently on her lips. Feeling him ejaculate pushed her over the edge. Her hazel eyes widened as she travelled to the heights of both of their orgasms, formed together. His mid night blue eyes stared back, watching her. His blond hair was smoothed back against his damp forehead.
Jack's exhausted body slumped itself down onto her own, completely covering her. The weight of him against her made her feel warm, loved and protected. The three things she had always dreamed of feeling with a man. Slowly both of their breathing returned to normal and Jack reluctantly withdrew. He landed a gentle peck of the tip of her nose, his stunning face smiling satisfyingly. Feeling his release slowly sliding out of her centre, Emma fidgeted uncomfortably, considering the idea of taking a quick bath. Realising what was bothering her, the smirk on face grinned wickedly at her.
"Babe you don't need to take a bath, I'll sort this!"
"Oh my god Jack Ryder called me babe. Oh my god Jack Ryder shagged me!" Emma's face lit up in a huge smile and she snuggled her head down onto the couch as she felt his tongue gliding up the length's of her legs, licking away all he had produced. She smiled in bliss as he kissed his way up her slim body, stopping to kiss her softly on her mouth.
"I taste good, no wonder I'm so popular!" Jack joked as he rested his body lightly on top of hers, enjoying every provoking sensation it was causing.
"Jack!" Emma laughed as she playfully slapped his shoulder.
"I seriously think we should consider making Crazy For You our song Em," Jack murmured as he slid off her and laid down next to her. His arms wound their way under her body.
"Was a coincedence I guess," Emma smiled blissfully as thoughts of what she had just experienced ran through her head. "Jack?"
"Yeah?" His voice was low and sexy. It sent shivers up her back.
"I gotta confess something to ya."
"Oh yeah?" he yawned as he glanced down at Emma.
"I'm kind of your number one fan. I've been mad about ya for years, your kinda the reason I partly moved to London aswell."
Jack's face latched into a private smile. He'd been wondering when she was gonna admit to it!
"I know babe, I can instantly tell people who are fans and who ain't. But there is a difference with you, you're a fan of Jack Ryder, not Jamie Mitchell. Not once today did you really ask about my job and everything, so that's how I knew. Oh yeah, Emma?"
"Yeah?" she sighed tiredly as her fingers trailed lazily up and down his chest.
"I gotta confess something to ya."
"Oh yeah?" Emma yawned tiredly as she teased his warm skin.
"I'm kind of your number one fan aswell. I've been mad about ya since about eleven o clock this morning when you told me to fuck off!"
Her eyes widened in shock as her heartbeat increased.
"Seriously?" She asked as she changed position onto her elbow.
"Yeah seriously, I ain't into the one night stand kinda things."
"So what you trying to say Jack?"
"What," he murmured as he turned her face towards him. "I'm trying to say is that I'm crazy for you." Emma smiled as she felt his hot breath tickle her lips. She leant forward and captured his mouth in hers for the most tender kiss either of them had ever experienced. It was only the beginning, and all brand new, but also the start of a lasting relationship.
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