Emily’s p. o. v
We walked hand in hand to the mansion. I was happy and very embarrassed for crying in front of him over nothing. I wasn’t suppose to feel bad or affected in any way by his words. Sadly I was, his words hurt so much and made me feel like I wasn’t suppose to be with him.
I held his hand tighter and looked at him with a smile. He looked at me with a raised brow for a second then looked ahead.
Jason was not only mysterious, I felt like he was hiding something from me.
“Jason.” I called Softly.
He looked at me then stopped walking.
“Is there something that you are hiding from me?” I asked softly.
He shrugged then moved closer, closing the space between us.
“Do I look like I have a secret?” He asked in a whisper.
I looked him in the eye and swallowed hard. I wanted to keep on staring at his beautiful eyes but I found my eyes trailing down to his lips.
“No.” I answered In a short breath.
He chuckled softly then leaned in and brushed his soft lips on mine igniting the beautiful sparks between us.
“You are right, I do have a secret.” He said softly.
“You do?” I asked in surprise.
“Yes, do you want me to tell you about it?” He asked seriously.
“Yes please.” I whispered.
“My secret is that I think I like you more than I thought I did.” He said as I felt my cheeks heat up.
Was he seriously confessing his feelings to me without holding back?.
“By that you mean that you love me like a lover?” I asked.
“I also don’t know yet, all I can say is that I hate seeing you sad or cry.” He answered then took a step backward.
“Now let’s go back.” He said then turned to walk away.
“I like you too.” I answered loudly. He stood still for a minute.
I knew it was sudden and somehow stupid. But I didn’t want to keep him in the dark about my feelings. I hated his behavior a lot and I usually found myself cursing at him. But despite that my heartbeat wildly only for him. I liked him more than I wanted to admit.
He turned and walked to me at a quick pace. When he stood in front of me, he grabbed my waist and pulled me to him crushing his lips roughly on mine.
I responded to his forceful kiss and found myself grabbing him by his collar tightly and pulling him closer than ever. His tongue thrusted in my mouth and collided with mine. I was trying so hard not to show him how turned on I was but it was of no use. I was moaning so loud and rubbing my body against his. All I wanted was for him to touch me more.
He was about to pull back when I pulled him back and continued to kiss him back.
“Wait.” He whispered between the kiss.
I pulled back and looked at him breathlessly.
“Not here, we are in the middle of the forest.” He said while panting.
I was about to tiptoe and kiss him again when he pressed his hand on my chest to stop me.
“Please stop.” He said seriously.
I didn’t understand why he was stopping me when he was the one who initiated everything.
“Why don’t you want me?” I asked Softly.
“Believe me when I say I want you more than I have ever wanted anyone in my life.” He answered.
“I want you too.” I whispered then tip-toed and kissed his lips softly.
He brushed his tongue on my lower lip and sucked it gently making me wet. My pussy was twitching badly and wanting release.
“Touch me please.” I whispered in a daze.
I didn’t know what was happening to my body. All I knew was that I wanted release so badly.
I held his hand and pressed it on my breast.
“Touch me there.” I whispered.
He looked at me for a second then grabbed my hand and lifted me in bridal style.
“Hey put me down.” I said loudly.
“Not a Fucking chance. If you didn’t know this let me tell you, I respect all women, mostly you. I’m Fucking hard and I would love to bury myself deep within you and release myself. Sadly I can’t and I won’t, not here and not in any disrespectful area. All you feel is the heat of the moment. It will pass sooner or later.” He answered.
I wanted to argue with him but I knew what he had just said was right. As much as I wanted him. I wasn’t in my right mind. The forest wasn’t a place to have sex, moreover, it was the first time a man had touched me in that way. I was dying for him but not in such a place.
“Then can you take me home and touch me?” I asked in a whisper.
He faced me then laughed and shook his head.
“Remember how I warned you not to walk into my room on the night of the full moon?” He asked.
“Yes.” I answered remembering his words clearly.
“Well then I won’t lie, I am a bit different from a lot of men. The night of the full moon I get very aroused and hard, I usually fail to control my self. All I can think of is to fuck. I would like to hold you on the night of a full moon, but I wouldn’t want to hurt you in any way. I want to tell you to wait for the full moon but I’m also scared.” He said.
I could sense the truth from his words and integrity.
“I don’t know why I feel like this, but I want to be with you from now on, even on the night of the full moon. You could end up hurting me but I don’t mind. All I know is that I want you no matter what, yes you are a jerk to me always. But you are my jerk.’ I answered Softly.
He kissed my head and continued to move forward. I could feel something change between us. There was that pull and thrill between us that was getting stronger with each time he or I confessed our feelings.