One Step Closer

[REBECCA TAYLOR]

Jack took her hand and she reluctantly looked into his eyes, a stern sort of look on her face. “Really? You mean it?” Did he have to be such a typical girl? She rolled her eyes and huffed. "Yes, I really mean it you nit wit." He grinned wider and she loosened up a bit. He really could be such a little kid about this stuff, but deep down she was happy that he was happy. It was strange to her than she could make things better for him simply by cooperating. Did he really like her that much? “Then I promise I’ll stick to your rules. Nobody knows until after Christmas, I’ll leave you alone if you tell me to, fifty-fifty finances and at least two bedrooms. Anything else?” She could tell he was teasing and she playfully glared. "Keep it up and there might be." Jack chuckled and leaned in closer, making Rebecca gulp in anticipation. “Are you going to make me sign a contract?” he asked playfully making Rebecca shove a finger into his chest. "That's not a bad idea, buster. If you know what's good for you, you'll stop giving me more ideas." She teased back before Jack leaned closer, his lips easily finding hers. She tensed a little but quickly eased into him, sighing into his mouths gentle embrace. “Thank you for taking this step with me.” Jack said softly as he cupped her mouth and ran his thumb over her cheekbones affectionately. "You're welcome." She assured in the same hushed tone, a quiet moment passing between them before Jack continued with “You make me really happy, Becks.” She didn't know how she made him this happy, but she decided she wouldn't question it mentally like she always did, allowing him to kiss her and going along with it. It was an evening to celebrate. Let her worry about what she'd agreed to tomorrow.

Rebecca let Jack lead their make out session which steadily grew more passionate. It wasn't long before his hands slipped into her hair and his tongue pressed into her mouth. Her right hand moved onto his chest as she leaned a little closer to him, her fingers curling into a light fist. Jack reached out and took the wine, making her brows furrow lightly. He pulled away to take a sip and then grinned at her. “You know, that dinner was a lot of calories. I know a way we can burn them off.” His eyebrows wiggled up and down like fat little caterpillars and she had no choice but to roll her eyes at him, shaking his head, trying hard not to show the smile that was creeping at the edge of her lips. Not many people could get her to drop her serious demeanor quite like Jack. “Unless you really wanted to watch a movie. Then we can make-out through the whole movie like teenagers.” His grin widened, and she raised a brow. "Who said I'd let you?" She asked, reaching for the wine again. She took a swig from the bottle, her eyes glued to his handsome face all the while. When she was done she watched him silently for a moment considering her next move. She could give in or toy with him. Either way he would win, and tonight she wasn't sure she wanted him to lose anyway. She had a lot of tension built up, and the snow had made jogging difficult these past few weeks, especially since she hadn't renewed her gym membership.

With another eye roll Rebecca shoved Jack back away from her and then leaned forward, reaching her left leg over his lap so she could climb onto his lap facing him. Her knees settled at either side of his ass on the couch, her ass plopping down on his knees. Rebecca looked him over a moment, her eyes moving from his forehead to his lips. She took another sip of wine before holding the mouth of the bottle to his lips, pouring some down Jack's throat as he tilted his head back for her. When he was done she turned her body and reached to place the bottle onto the coffee table. "Your power of persuasion is high tonight. Must be close to a full moon." She teased as she turned back to him, grinning slightly at his idiotic retort. Her right hand coming to his left cheek, cupping it before she leaned in and kissed him. Rebecca felt Jack's big hands at her waist, pulling her more into him and she sighed into his lips. "It might be nice having someone to cook for me every night." She teased against his lips with a grin. "And clean up after me.." She gasped as his hand came down hard on her ass, her left hand finding his nipple quickly and pinching it hard before giving it a painful twist. Rebecca was delighted with his squeal of pain, but found herself quickly being thrown onto her back on the couch, Jack's large body pinning her down. "New rule, no ass smacking in the new place!" She growled, mostly serious, though she had a funny feeling he would veto her new rule. "It's going in the contract!"

[JACK ROCCOGRANDI]

“Who said I’d let you?” Jack chuckled, watching as his girlfriend snatched the wine out of his hand and tried to play hard to get. Rebecca played hard to get often, but Jack knew she had a weak spot for him. With the smile she was trying to hide and the way her eyes stayed glued to his as she brought the wine bottle to her lips and drank, Jack knew she was toying with her options. It was waking the predator in him. Finally Rebecca reached out and shoved Jack into the back of the couch, climbing onto his lap in one smooth motion. Her ass settled on his knees and Jack took the opportunity to slide his hands up her thighs, studying her as she studied him. She brought the wine bottle to her lips again and Jack’s hands crept to her hips. Then she offered the neck of the bottle to his mouth and Jack tilted his head back and drank. He watched with lustful eyes as she leaned back and placed the bottle on the coffee table. "Your power of persuasion is high tonight. Must be close to a full moon." Jack gave an amused, lopsided smile. “You just wake the beast in me,” he teased in return, which made her grin. He loved to see her smile. Her hand rested against his cheek, holding him where he was as she leaned into him. Jack watched her approach, the look on her face turning him on. It was such a thrill to be wanted by Rebecca.

Their lips touched and Jack’s hands slid up further to Rebecca’s waist. As the kiss quickly deepened, Jack pulled her body insistently against his, reveling in her soft sigh. Everything about her drove him wild. "It might be nice having someone to cook for me every night." Jack’s eyes opened again, smiling at the tease whispered against his lips. "And clean up after me…" What was he, her maid now? Feeling playful, he reached a hand back and brought it down hard on Rebecca’s firm, perfectly shaped ass. Her gasp made him give a lip-biting grin. That was until her fingers quickly snapped out and caught his nipple through his shirt. His mouth dropped open in pain, but he didn’t yelp until she gave it a good twist. His outburst was low and loud, like a sound a bear might make. He quickly grabbed her hips and swung her skinny body onto the cushions, pushing himself over her to pin her down. "New rule, no ass smacking in the new place! It's going in the contract!" Rebecca was serious but Jack couldn’t help toying with her. His hand reached back to her thigh and pushed up until his hand was sliding along her left buttock. “Then stop tempting me with it.” His words were low, a soft growl as he leaned his face close to hers. The kiss he delivered seconds later was rough, deep and passionate. His right arm supported his weight, but his fingers buried in her dark hair, tugging at it gently. His other hand began to slide up her shirt, feeling over the hot, soft skin of her stomach. Blood pumped through him quickly as her hands grabbed and tugged at him in return. It only fueled him more.

Jack pulled away from his lover’s lips, continuing to deliver heated, sucking kisses over her jaw and into her neck. His hand beneath her shirt felt over every rib while his mouth tasted the slightly salty skin of Rebecca’s neck. Fingers brushed over the silky material of her bra and he squeezed gently, grunting against her skin. His hips lowered to grind against hers slowly, teasingly. The way her breath quickened in response sent chills through him. The fist in her hair just barely tightened and he brought his mouth to her ear. “You drive me crazy, Becks…” he growled seductively. His fingers in her shirt circled around her nipple, the pink flesh puckering with his touch. “I’d do anything for you.” His voice dropped to a tender whisper, genuinely meaning what he said. He dipped back into her neck, kissing the fragrant skin while his hand ventured south once more. The button of her jeans ran under his fingers while he planted sucking kisses down to her collarbone. He popped it open and then slid the zipper down, brushing his hand down her crotch while he brought his mouth to hers again. She was so warm between her thighs and he gave a soft grunt of approval. His tongue slid along hers and he knew he was the luckiest guy in the world to have this beauty in his arms.

[REBECCA TAYLOR]

“Then stop tempting me with it.” The way he growled the words made her stomach do a little flip. She hated his ability to do that to her. His mouth pressed against hers again and she fought for a moment in her annoyance but gave in far too quickly, her hands balling into fists in their pinned down position. He let go of her hands in favor of her hair and her body, her skin prickling up as his fingers pushed under her shirt. She sighed into his mouth at the feel of his large, warm hand pressing into her flash, her own hands grabbing fistfuls of shirt as she allowed their kiss to deepen. It wasn't long until Jack let his mouth trail away from hers, her eyes opening to stare at the ceiling as her chest heaved up and down with the sensations he was filling her with. She truly loved the way Jack took charge when it came to sex, knowing she just didn't have it in her to bring it to the level he always could. She was lost when it came to what she should do with her hands or mouth and often she froze up, barely touching him as he stroked and caressed her body, like he was doing now. He pawed gently at her breasts, his hips pressing hard into hers, reminding her of what was to come. She sucked in a labored breath, holding it in for a moment before panting softly in need, her body responding by pushing back, her fingers clenching tighter at his shirt.

“You drive me crazy, Becks…” he growled seductively into her ear, making her gulp hard as his fingers taunted her nipples. “I’d do anything for you.” Her cheeks grew hot and she wanted to make a comment about him not smacking her ass but her throat grew dry as her need grew heavy. He made her so weak.. "Jack.." Was all she could muster in a voice just barely over a whisper as his mouth set back to work at her neck, her lips parted as she stared at the ceiling, overwhelmed by the sensations he was able to create as he touched, sucked and kneaded her flesh. Her body tensed again as his hand traveled south, her hands slipping around his neck to has back and then up into his hair, focused on that hand now popping the button on her jeans open.

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