"Jake.." I moaned, unable to contain it anymore between the sharp breaths and restrained cries of fulfillment as the ever-growing pleasure finally erupted into a burst euphoric bliss, leaving me grasping at my sheets until I was eventually able to reach down for him, tangling my fingers into his hair.

I could hear his quiet laughter as his lips slowly traveled back up my body in gentle kisses, grazing my stomach, and brushing against my chest until they found their way up to my neck. I didn't want it to end. It was like he already knew me in ways that I couldn't explain, familiar in all means of effortlessly lighting my fuse to make me combust.

I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him into a passionate kiss as I positioned him back over me. I felt his lips curl into a smile as he reached over, gently caressing my face, kissing me back harder.

"So, I take it.. that was good." He giggled. "Though.. considering your reaction, I don't really think I have to ask." I couldn't help but smile, pulling him back into a long series of kisses.

"How do you kn-"

"Someone who actually pays attention can always figure out what you like and what you don't. You just have to.. listen."

He reached over, grabbing my underwear from the other side of the bed, carefully sliding them back on for me.

"I.. if you.. I mean, if you wanted to.." He shook his head, pulling me in closer, gently kissing my forehead.

"No, I just wanted to do that for you." He said softly. "I don't expect anything, I do it.. because I want to." I felt my heart beat faster, my face now getting hot. Now if anything made me want to it was the fact that he didn't expect anything in return.

"But.. that was okay?" He asked, gently running his fingers up and down my arm. "Cause.. if there was anything.. I mean, if you were ever uncomfortable.." I nodded, cuddling closer, hiding my face in his chest.

"Yeah.." I sighed, clinging onto his shirt, wanting nothing more than for him to do it again. "That was.. amazing."

"Okay good. And for the record.." He giggled. "I love when you say my name, especially like that." I felt my cheeks burn as I sat up, playfully shoving him. He didn't hesitate to reach back out for me, pulling me on top of him. I then slowly moved onto his lap, pressing myself onto him as he grabbed my waist, staring back up at me wide-eyed.

"Jaime.." He exhaled, his face flushed a bright pink as his breathing started to get heavier.

"Yeah?" I asked, pulling him into a long kiss. He kissed me back harder, his gentle moans filling my mouth as he held me against him, slowly guiding my hips back and forth. I gradually moved my hands down his chest, unbuttoning his jeans.

"Jaime, I-"

"I want to." I sighed, now gently kissing up his neck. His sharp breaths in my ear made my heart jump, now feeling how much he wanted to.

"D-do you.. have anything?" He asked, now staring up at me, his eyes in a lovestruck daze. I nodded, biting down on my lip, remembering that I still had some left in the bag under my bed. He hesitated for a moment, holding his stare on me. I leaned in, kissing him again, just needing him that much more. He kissed me back harder, his hands slowly moving up my body, sliding under my shirt.

"Jaime, I just.."

"What is it?" I asked, wondering what could possibly be the problem, now that I was finally sure.

"I.. I just think.. we should wait.." He said softly.

"No, I.. it's okay, I promise, I want to, I-"

"Jaime, I think that we should wait."

"But.. w-why?"

"Because.. I'm nervous to be with you." He said quietly, staring back at me with timid eyes, despite how badly I could tell he wanted to look away.

He was nervous to be with me?

"Why?" I asked, gently holding his face in my hand, running my thumb across his cheek. He shrugged, looking down to avoid my eyes.

"Because.. it's you, and.. now it matters, and I just.. I want it to be good.. for you." I couldn't help but smile, feeling my heart beat faster, knowing it meant just as much to him as it did to me.

"But it will be." I insisted, leaning my forehead against his. "Cause it'll be with you. And.. if it's anything like that.." I smirked. He looked back up at me, giggling to himself, pulling me into a gentle kiss.

"And.. I don't want to rush this. How far we go doesn't determine how serious we are. I love you, and.. as much as I want to, I know that.. the day will come when it's time and then.. it'll be amazing. You let us take it this far tonight, and.. that's more than enough for me."

I had never really realized just how lucky I truly was when it came to them, especially as someone who was such a.. late bloomer, I'm sure there were plenty of guys out there just waiting for the chance to jump at an opportunity like this, meanwhile the only two guys I had ever been with.. were nothing but patient and kind and caring.

So if he wanted to wait, then we'd wait as long as he wanted to.

"Me too." I sighed, kissing him again. I felt him smile as he reached up, gently running his fingers through my hair.

"I hate that this is the last night we have together." He said. "I don't know if I'm gonna be able to sleep without you anymore."

"We could always go back to our late night phone calls." I laughed, cuddling closer to him as he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me up against him.

"Ugh, those were such a tease." He said.

"I loved them. They were.. everything I wanted when I was younger, for you to be thinking about me before you went to bed, but.. I always figured it was too.. far fetched." He shook his head, gently kissing my forehead.

"I thought about you every night, Jaime."

"I thought about you too."

"If only we would have known."

I peeked back up at him to see him already staring back at me with those same dazed eyes and a tired grin. I reached up, pulling him into a gentle kiss, only to feel him instantly kiss me back harder, tangling his fingers in my hair as he slowly positioned himself over me again as if he was just waiting for permission. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him harder, feeling my heart beat faster as his lips moved down to my neck, now knowing they would definitely leave a mark come the morning. How could he do this to me after we had just talked about waiting? Part of me wondered if he did this on purpose, just knowing how crazy he made me.

"Can I just.. ask for one more thing?" I sighed, clinging on tightly to his shirt, hating how much clothes were between us.

"Anything." He exhaled, his lips moving to the other side of my neck, searching for any skin left unkissed.

"Can you.. do something for me just.. one more time?" He smirked back at me, his cheeks burning.

"Again?" He giggled. "Was it that good?" I nodded, biting down on my lip, moving his hands down to my hips.

His smile grew as he kissed me again, so passionate and tender as he slowly slid off my underwear again, tossing them to the side. I then reached over for his shirt, pulling it over his head, adding it to the steadily growing pile of clothes on my floor. He didn't hesitate to do the same, stripping me of my shirt, and his kisses traveled down from my lips to my neck, across my chest, descending down my stomach until they grazed my hips as he disappeared under the bedsheets once again.