Passion Part 1 (MATURE)

***ALEX'S POV***

Jake's tongue darted out again. He licked the cherry on my breast then closed his mouth around it. His mouth sucked on it hard enough to make me cry out, though not from pain.

"Ngh!" It was a pleasurable sort of moan to go with the pleasurable sort of sensation that I was feeling.

"Ash?" He breathed my name when he pulled back. It was my storybook nickname though, and it saddened me. I wanted him to call my name. My real name.

"Jake." I called back to him. I hadn't even kissed this man yet, and he had just sucked on my chest. What sort of mega slut was I? This was so embarrassing.

"C..can I kiss you?" Did he know what was going through my head right now? How did he know that was what I was thinking?

"U..uhm, y..yes." I was never the one to stutter and be nervous like this. Times were really making me change who I was. This was definitely not the way that I thought a fairytale would go either.

Jake didn't say anything else. He wrapped his other arm around my shoulders and pressed me against his chest just as he pressed his lips against mine. The kiss was gentle and chaste to begin with, but that wasn't enough for him. And if I was being truthful, it wasn't enough for me either.

That chaste kiss became hotter, hungrier, and full of need. When I opened my mouth to take a breath, Jake took advantage of it and slid his tongue into my mouth. I had even wrapped my arms around his neck to hold onto him as I combed my fingers through his wet hair.

Jake's tongue explored my mouth and tangled with my tongue. The kiss was hot. The kiss was full of passion. And the kiss was doing things to my body that I had always suppressed.

There was an aching heat that started to throb between my thighs. If I wasn't in the water, then I would probably be dripping wet. This wasn't the first time that I felt like this, but it was not often that it had happened. And at least this time, I had someone with me that was going to take care of this hungry need that was filling me up.

I hadn't realized it until we got to the shore, but Jake had been swimming toward the sand. He was taking us back to where we entered the water, but we were now laying on the beach together, me on top of him.

"A..Ash." Jake was laying underneath me, my wet hair hanging down in his face as I propped myself up on the sand.

"Don't stop, Jake." I felt the heat burning me from the inside out. My body was telling me that I needed this. I couldn't stop. It was beyond my control.

***JAKE'S POV***

When Ash told me to taste the cherry, I thought that my heart was going to stop. Not only had I confirmed that this was the girl that the story had chosen for me, but she was telling me to do things to her that I desperately wanted to do. And then, when I kissed her, it was like my mind was going to explode. I knew that I couldn't stop. I knew that I needed more.

I held her against me the entire time. When I tasted her cherry. When I tasted her lips. Through all of it, she was pressed against me and I could feel the pounding of her heart. It was a perfect match for my own.

I kicked with my legs all the way to the edge of the pond. By the time that we were there, I was laying on my back in the sand and Ash was propped up above me. Seeing her there, wet hair and a face filled with desire, it was enough to make my body go hard as a rock. I needed her. I wanted her so badly that it was like life or death for me.

"A..Ash?" I called out to her, not knowing how to ask for what I wanted.

"Don't stop, Jake." Those were the only words that I wanted to hear. They were all that mattered to me at the moment.

I managed to stifle the gleeful squeal of delight that wanted to burst from inside of me, but it was a fight. Instead, I just wrapped my arms around her even tighter and spun to the side. I flipped Ash over so that she was on her back, sprawled beneath me. This was a good place for me to be. Looking at her and all that splendid beauty was like a dream come true. And here I was about to make her mine.

I didn't care that this was just a story and not the real Alex. I was going to pretend that this was the woman that I wanted more than anything in the world. And that was what was going through my mind as I pressed my lips to hers again.

Oh God! Kissing her was like nothing else I had ever experienced before. None of the groupies from my soccer days could compare to this. None of them made me feel like this. None of them could even hold a candle to Alex's beauty.

My hands were moving on their own as I started to undo the bra that she was wearing. Being that we were in this medieval type world, things were different. I didn't know if it was the way things used to be or not, but the bra that Ash was wearing tied in the front. And that made it easier for me to take it off of her. And then there were the strings holding her panties on. After undoing all of that, I was able to push aside the fabric that had been concealing her body. I was able to see what she looked like in all the perfect glory that was her.

***ALEX'S POV***

Jake had just removed the last of the clothes that I was wearing. He was looking down at me with eyes that were hot and needy. I was glad to see that he didn't take one look at me and run away screaming. Then again, I had already been almost naked, and he had still wanted me, so I guess that wasn't likely to happen.

Jake wasn't saying a word now. He was just working methodically. He moved his lips down to my neck and then to my chest. He sucked one nipple into his mouth to suckle on it before doing the same to the other one. I felt his tongue curl around the hardened peak before letting go. He was moving fast, but for some reason, I felt like it wasn't fast enough.

I should be wanting him to slow down. I should be wanting him to stop. I didn't know him. And I had never done this with anyone before. But I didn't want him to stop or to slow down. I wanted to feel more and more.

Jake was still focusing his mouth on my breasts and the surrounding area. He was even using his left hand to help him with that endeavor. His right hand, though, was making its way between my thighs.

He had already pushed away the wet fabric from that area, so I was bare before him. There was nothing standing in his way, so his fingers found my core with no problems.

The moment that his fingers dipped into the valley that he was looking for, I moaned. I couldn't help it. I cried out from the pleasurable feeling of having him touch me so gently yet erotically. I wanted more and more.

I could feel that my body wanted to move to its own little dance. The dance of sex and arousal that I never even knew that I had known. My hips twitched and my back arched. It was all something that was new to me, yet I seemed to know just what to do. It was like second nature to me. It was like I knew it all without even needing to think about it. I knew that, no matter what happened from here on out, I would be OK. Jake wasn't hurting me. He was making me feel so good that I wanted to lose even more control. And I knew that, with him, I would be able to do just that.