Told in Kennedy's POV

What the hell am I doing? I grabbed Jake's face, pressing my lips hardly against mine, and soon he became passionate and desperate, sliding his warm tongue into my mouth, his hands wrapped tightly around my waist.

Jake stopped for a minute to come up to breath, and I looked into his green eyes and began to run my fingers through his brown hair, as he found the spot on my raised bone where he used to give me love marks. He bit and sucked and licked and did things I can't even describe, and when his face met mine once more, I faintly touched his cheek.

"Are we really doing this?" I asked.

"Yeah," he whispered lustfully, planting lingering kisses from my shoulder and going further down.

"In a hospital?" I was shaking. Jake showed me his trade mark grin, and started kissing me again, lowering me until my back was on the bed.