You're the One - Part 1 || Greta Van Fleet

Chapter 160: Born From Us

"Faster.." He gasped, tightly grasping my hips. I reached out, firmly grabbing ahold of the headboard with one hand, clutching his shoulder with the other, pushing him back down onto the bed. It was amazing just how much better it was knowing there was no one outside listening; just one more reason I couldn't wait to move into our place.

"Jess.." He sighed, sliding his greedy hands up my body, trying every which way to pull me closer to him. His breathing got heavier as I pulled him into a passionate kiss, my lips slowly tracing his cheek, moving down to his neck. He sighed as his fingers traveled into my hair, tangling themselves within, gripping tightly, desperate to never let go.

He was never shy about being vocal, always generous with his 'I love you's' between kisses and different positions every time we did it, only making me love him that much more. He was addicting in the way that each time the rush was that much more exhilarating, always leaving me wanting more, needing more. His worshipping hands guiding me in the ways he needed, showing me how to love him that much more deeply.

I balanced myself on his chest, now damp with sweat, feeling his heart pounding beneath my trembling palms. His face flushed a passionate red as he pulled me into an amorous kiss, making me dizzy with lust like I had never felt before. He stared up at me, his breaths quick but consistent as the pleasure grew..
slowly building,
building,
building..

"Jess!" He loudly moaned, hiding his face in my neck, panting in my ear.
"No, don't stop.." I managed between breaths. I sighed, feeling it building,
building,
building..

Then my heart jumped as he grabbed me by my waist, and in one swift motion, effortlessly pulled me down onto the bed, positioning himself over me. He pressed his weight into me and with one final thrust, I tightly clung to him, digging my nails deep into his back, gasping as a euphoric explosion erupted between my legs, electrifying me down to my curling toes.

At the sound of my sharp breath, I finally felt his body tense up, holding my tightly.
"Oh, fuck.." He moaned, pressing his lips into my neck, gently biting down as his grip tightened. I thought my heart was going to combust as I felt his hot breath against my skin, his gentle yet passionate kiss pulling me back down to earth, making me melt into the sheets as he trembled up against me.

Finally, he rolled over, catching his breath as he kept one arm wrapped around me, nuzzling his face in my neck.
"How was that?" He managed between breaths, peeking up at me with an awestruck gaze, his cheeks still flushed red with intensity and fervor. I gently pushed the sweaty hair out of his face, pulling him into another deep, long kiss.
"You were amazing." I sighed, smirking back at him. He giggled to himself, shaking his head as he rolled his eyes, pulling me back in.
"But I don't know many people who's first time was like that." I said, gently running my fingers up and down his arm. He reached over for my hand, pulling in closer as he held it up, admiring my ring.

"Yeah, well, we can't all be so lucky." He laughed. "But you better get used to it, cause you're stuck with me forever now."
"Well, it's not legal yet." I giggled, smirking back at him. "There's still time for me to run." He scrunched up his face, gently rubbing his nose against mine.
"Don't tempt me, Jess, you know I would marry you right now. But.. you're not going anywhere, and you know it." He sighed, propping his head up onto his hand, staring down at me with dazed eyes. I smirked back up at him, my cheeks burning.

He was right.
It didn't matter what any piece of paper said, the moment he slid that ring onto my finger, I was his, and his forever.

"I know." I said softly, holding his face in my hand, pulling him into a gentle kiss, his lips instantly curling into a smile. He then pulled me into another series of kisses, trailing from my lips down to my neck. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him back up against me, unable to contain my laugher.

It all felt like a dream. Every moment even more perfect than the next. I was terrified for us to fall asleep, because I knew it was all too good to be true, and when I opened my eyes, it would all be gone.

"I'm not going anywhere." I sighed, staring back into his eyes. His smile grew as he pulled me back in, bashfully nuzzling his face in my hair, squeezing me tightly up against his chest.
"God, I hope not.." He said softly, pressing his lips into my neck. "Jess, I.. I can't imagine this life without you anymore." My heart jumped at the change in his tone, suddenly more honest and sincere. I sat up to face him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He stared back at me, his eyes wide and defenseless.
"And you will never have to." I whispered.

He then instantly pulled me back in to another kiss, this time, much more needy. I slowly moved into his lap, running my fingers through his hair until they traveled down, now gently caressing his neck, pulling him in closer. Closer. Always closer. His breathes became heavier as his grip on me got tighter again, as if terrified to let go, even just for a moment. I couldn't recall the last time him and I weren't touching in one way or another, and that's how I wanted it to stay. I didn't want to go a minute without his adoring hands exploring every inch of my skin, caressing and blessing my every curve with his starving lips.

"Again." I breathed, my heart beating faster as his kisses, more vigorous, trailed down to my chest.
"Again?" He laughed, pushing himself up, staring down at me with lustful eyes. I bit down on my lip, nodding, trying to contain my smile as I wrapped my arms around him. I felt his body tense up, moaning into another deep kiss.
"Fine." He sighed, giggling to himself as he climbed back over me. "You're going to be the death of me, but it'll be worth it."

There were times when I was nervous about what could potentially happen, because we weren't exactly careful every time, but tonight, I didn't care. It was never until after the fact when I was coming down from the high of him that I actually began to think about what could happen, but I told myself that.. whatever was meant to be, would be. 

After everything he's given me, if I could give him that, it would all be worth it. I loved him more than anything in the world, and if there was even the slightest possibility of ever loving anything else to this magnitude, it could only be something born from the two of us, it could only be a mini version.. of him.