I can feel him hard up against me and the girl who hasn't been with anyone since college wants more. I want to feel good, and he's the cure. His hands roam my clothed body, as mine slips under his tight t-shirt. He moans when I feel his abs and then grope at his chest.

"Maybe we should start to move this party upstairs, wouldn't want to destroy the couch anymore..." he teases.

His words make me laugh and it feels good to laugh. I feel lighter somehow and decide to smack his chest for teasing me. His laughter joins mine and everything I'd been thinking about vanishes. I roll off of him and hold my hand out. His eyes connect with mine and he's asking for permission. Permission to do things to me that he's most likely wanted to do for a while. I stare and nod because tonight here in this cabin I want it more than anything. He stares for an extra few seconds before taking my hand.

When he stands he stumbles into me and then pulls me close. I stare up and he brings his lips down pressing them softly against mine. I jump into his arms and he lifts me. Holding on tight he walks for the stairs. We don't make it far before he trips and I land on my butt with him on top. It hurts, but it's funny as hell.

"They make it look so easy in the movies," he laughs.

"It's all those cheese fries I've been eating," I joke.

"Nah I think it's your baking, because I could eat a whole tray of your cookies on my own in one sitting," he teases.

I laugh, "Should we just like do it right here or something?" I joke.

"That horny huh?" he jokes.

He stands and this time scoops me up into his arms and cradles me. This time we make it to the top, and he heads into the bedroom I slept in last night. He gently sets me down on the bed and I scoot myself so that I'm by the headboard. He climbs onto the bed crawling over, I shake my head and stare down at his pants. I start to shimmy mine down and his eyes widen. He starts to unbutton his jeans while I glide my yoga pants down, but of course they are so tight they get kind of stuck at the bottom. I try to kick them off and laugh. He comes over and tugs them down the rest of the way. I take off my shirt and toss it to the side while he does the same. Then he crawls over and closes the space between us.

He starts off slow just kissing me gently, but once I start slowly grinding my hips things start moving fast. He jets up for a second and grabs a condom out of his jean pocket. He stares at me.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" he asks.

I nod, "Oh believe me you'll know when it's not okay. You should know by now I'm not afraid to voice how I feel when I'm with you," I tell him.

"True. You did tell me hands off the merchandise when we'd danced and I have to admit I was terrified," he laughs.

"Good!" I tease. "Now put that thing on and get over here already," I say.

He laughs and obeys and I can't help but smile. I pull down my underwear and undo my bra. I hate when guys take off my clothes it drives me nuts. I'm a big girl, them taking it off for me is not sexy in any way. He crawls back over and kisses the inner part of my thighs and I nearly kick him in the face when I lift my ass off the bed. I giggle and he laughs causing his hair to tickle me. His lips glide over me and I suck in a breath. Then his mouth moves up first softly touching just above my belly button, and then between my breasts as he caresses the right one with his hand. Once he's hoovering over me his lips just barely touching mine I can feel the tip just up against me. He looks at me again waiting for my command. I nod and the minute it's in I twitch. It's been so long I'd been worried it would hurt, but it feels good. Actually, better than good.

I wrap my legs around him and thrust up into him, "Fuck," he hisses as I pull back down. I do it again a few more times thrusting myself into him enjoying how his cock rubs me inside. I let go a bit and can feel the moisture leak out a bit onto the bed.

"Damn again?" he teases.

"I don't know what's wrong with me," I say giggling.

"Oh there's nothing wrong baby, I ... fuck," he yells again as I thrust back up. "Faith," he moans my name thrusting himself into me.

I relax my body and let him do some of the work, he kisses at my neck as I grab onto his pecks. I squeeze digging my nails around them as he pushes back into him. I close my eyes and when I open them he's staring down at me. His breath quickens and his eyes are asking for permission again. I don't know permission he needs I've given him all of me. I might regret this in the morning, or a few days from now but in this moment I regret nothing. I don't regret making myself or him feel good. We are both human and both crave intimacy from another.

"What do you want to do to me Jace?" I ask.

"What will you let me do?" he asks.

I push at his chest and he pulls out, then I flip onto my stomach and look back at him. I don't mind missionary, but this always helps me to climax faster. He gives me a look eye brows arched and smirk on his face.

"How fast do you want me to come?" he teases.

"What is that not a good position?" I question my voice breaking as he enters me again.

"Oh it's good, fuck it's good," he yells.

"Good," I say with a smirk.

He runs a hand through my hair and tugs softly, and then I moan. The minute I moan he grabs a hold a bit hard and tugs again. I yell out and can feel myself orgasm, I get two in a row and nearly make him release, but I'm not ready yet. This is feeling too good and all the stress I was feeling has completely vanished. It's like I'm high and everything feels weird yet good. I pull forward and spin around onto my knees. Then I push at his chest for him to go down.

"I love that you're in control," he growls.

"Good! Now lay down," I tease.

"Yes Ma'am," he jokes back.

I straddle over him and put him inside he moans while I bounce my knees up and my hands on his chest. He watches me smirking and taking it all in. I keep my eyes on his and it's having this weird effect on me. I'm liking what I see more and more. I'm loving every moment of this weekend so far, and I don't want any of it to end. I kind of wish we could just stay here and hide forever just him and I.

"Holy shit, Faith I'm going to come if you keep that up," he says.

"Then come," I tell him.

"Fuck!" he yells thrusting into me as the condom fills.

"So um... probably should have grabbed some paper towels or something," I laugh.

He smirks. I wait for him to finish. "I'm going to get off you ready?" I ask.

He nods and I steady myself pulling off. I take my hand and hold it under me in case I'm dripping anything. I hop off the bed and he rolls over to look at me.

"Why are you holding yourself?" he laughs.

"Precaution, don't need to destroy anything else in this house," I laugh.

"Shower number two?" he questions.

"Well three for me," I laugh.

He rolls off the bed and we both hurry across the hall to the bathroom. There's a roll of paper towels on the sink and I break off a piece hand one to him and then grab one for myself. I start the water while he takes off the condom and does what he needs. I wash my hands grab towels and then step in and let the warm water rush over my body. I close my eyes and actually feel okay still.

Jace steps into the shower and takes two steps towards me, our eyes meet and I step into him wrapping my arms around his middle. I look up and into his eyes and smile as he pushes some of my wet hair behind my ears.

"You are kind of amazing," he tells me.

I laugh, "Just kind of?" I ask.

"Okay, so maybe a lot," he tells me.

"Am I kind of amazing?" he asks being cocky.

I smack his wet chest and laugh, "Maybe," I tell him.

"I just poured my heart out and you say maybe?" he smirks.

"Maybe," I say again.

"Tease," he prods.

"You know it," I joke reaching up to kiss him.