Can't You See I Love You? ~Private~

Jack slowly made small kisses down her neck and collarbone. His hips slowly rubbed against hers. He wasn't even thinking he was following what made them feel good.

Becca shuddered a bit underneath him, not understanding the different feelings that she was going through all at once. She was nervous, yet excited and there was a third feeling that she could not put her finger on; desire. The red hoodie that she was wearing felt too tight on her then, making her sweat. She pulled away from him only to tug the hoodie off, exposing some white tummy as her shirt went up a bit. She pressed her lips to him and kissed him once more, gasping as she felt his hips rubbing against her.

He groaned softly in her ear as he nibbled her neck rubbing on her hips more.

Becca entangled her fingers in his soft red hair and breathed out sharply as he continued to rub himself on her. She was feeling very differently than how she normally felt, particually down there. She crossed her legs a bit, though uncrossed them and started to rub back against him. It was a different feeling, though she liked it and wasn't sure how either of them would stop.

Jack didn't want to stop. It felt way too good. He didn't know what to make it more pleasurable other then making love to her on the picnic blanket under the tree.

Becca gently kissed down his neck, nipping softly on the space between his neck and his shoulder. He has a nice smell, musk and hickory together, very woodsy and manly. A sigh passed her lips and she kissed him back more, pressing his body closer to her. She was feeling very constricted to her clothes, though she also felt too embarassed to expose herself to him.

Jack lifted his shirt off exposing his chistled body.

(Damn! *undoes a few buttons on shirt* hello ;3 )
Becca blushed furiously seeing his ripped body, deffinitely a new part of him. She remembered when they would used to go to the beach or swim in the pool in her backyard when his stomach was flat and smoothed, deffinitely not hard and cut like now. "Oooh..." she gasped, hesitantly running her fingers over his stomach and then feeling his lean waist.

( XD thought you'd like)


Jack smiled softly and closed his eyes feeling her fingers lightly trace his body.

(Of course Though sadly I'm wearing a t-shirt so I can't really unbutton it TT x3)
Her fingertips were hesitant on his smooth, warm skin though she found herself tracing the lines of his muscles as well as the hair that lead to his... down there. She dropped her hand away from his pants, her cheeks flushed a dark red as she looked away from him. She couldn't touch him there. That was too private and she didn't want to upset him.

He tilted his head at her reaction./ He took her hand and gently put it there , " Its ok to touch me intimatly. I love it"



( XDD )

(Freaking t-shirt. It's like it wants to be ripped open >>)
Becca gasped softly feeling his hand on hers and then a soft pulsing as he placed her hand upon his private area. "B-but..." she stuttered, so flustered and innocently. "It's dirty of me to touch you there..." She wasn't used to being this close to him, with him without his shirt on and her body so hot and confused that she didn't know what to do.

( Feeling a little sexually frustrated?)


" The love between a man and a woman is a beautiful thing. Its only dirty if you make it dirty." he whispered as his hand lifed her shirt and bra off.

(What? You're the one with the half naked British girl in your siggy XP)
"A-ah.." she gasped softly, her eyes widening a bit as she felt his hand sliding underneath the cotton tank top she was wearing, stopping when it reached her breasts. He seemed to give her a squeeze before moving back and unhooking the pink Victoria's Secret bra. Feeling his hands against her breasts sent shivers through her body and she blushed deeply once more.

( Touche but I'm not pouting over my tee shirt not being a button shirt)


Jack kissed her neck as he lifted off her bra and shirt. He kissed her breasts and caressed them.

(Touche but I'm not inviting people for rides on my "broomstick")
She gasped softly feeling the cold air against her backside and tugged his body over her, hiding her body from everyone and everything else but him. As his lips moved down to her breasts she gasped feeling his lips around one nipple, causing her to rest her head back and cry out. "J-J-Jack...!" she stuttered, her mind fuzzy from pleasure.

( XD touche)


Jack smiled as he sucked on her nipples as he was growin hard in his pants.

(You just want me to be XD Sowweh!)
Just as she was starting to undo her pants her cellphone started to go off. She groaned and looked at Jack apologetically before answering. "Hello?" she asked, biting her lip since Jack was still at her breasts. Her mother was on the other end, asking about dinner and when she would be home. She looked down at her watch and saw it was late and knew that she and Jack couldn't keep going. "In half an hour." she answered softly, starting to reach for her bra.

( Nah XD )


Jack sighed and got off her. He was erected in his jeans. He grabbed his shirt and pulled it on.

(Psh! XDDDDD)
Becca sighed as she clicked off her phone and then put her bra back on, clipping it in back. She put on her tank top though kept off her hoodie because her body was too hot to bear it. She felt wet in her panties though she didn't know what to do about it. Looking over she saw that Jack was erected and straining against his jeans which made her feel bad that she had done that to him.

( lol)


Jack bit his lip, " My jeans are hurting me" he grunted.

"Jack," Becca murmured softly, still sitting underneath the tree. She had already let her mother know when she would be getting back home though she didn't want to just leave him like that, especially when he was so uncomfortable. "I don't know how to make you feel better but I want to..." she whispered softly, her cheeks flushed red.

"I don't know if you can help" he blushed.

She blushed and looked down at her hands which were rested in her lap. "Well if we get near my house soon enough I'm sure you'll think of something on the drive and let me know." Becca did want to make him feel better, make him feel good like he had done to her. getting up and putting her things back in the picnic basket she let with him to his car.

"..we... can... do it... he said softly.