Chapter 2: Building Tension
They barely made it out of the bar before Jake pushed her against an alleyway door to hungrily devour her lips.
Kai moaned into his mouth, her body responding to the sudden onslaught of desire. Jake's hands roamed her body, tracing the curves she was so proud of, as if they were a map leading him home. She could feel his arousal pressing against her, and it sent a jolt of excitement through her. But also, a slight twinge of anxiety.
She pulled away, her breath coming in short gasps, "Come on, let's get out of here." She grabbed his hand and led him to her apartment, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth at the thought of bringing someone home.
It wasn't often that she invited strangers into her space, but there was something about Jake that made her feel at ease. Besides, she could use a distraction tonight, and Jake seemed like the perfect candidate.
Her apartment was a short walk from the bar, and they made the journey in silence, their hands intertwined, their fingers brushing against each other with every step. Kai's heart was pounding in her chest, and she could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins. She was excited, but also nervous. She hadn't been with someone new in a while, and she was always a little anxious about how it would go.
But Jake seemed sweet, and he had a body that made her mouth water. She pushed open the door to her apartment, and they tumbled inside, a mess of limbs and desperate kisses.
"Fuck, Kai, you're gorgeous," Jake groaned as he backed her up against the door, his hands roaming her body. She could feel his cock pressing against her, hard and insistent. She let out a soft moan, her hands going to his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. The tattoos on his chest and arms were even more impressive up close, and she traced them with her fingers, loving the way his body tensed under her touch.
Her own cock was straining against her panties.
The sight of Jake's tattoos, the feel of his muscles under her fingers, was getting her hot and bothered. She wanted him, bad.
Jake's hands moved to her breasts, cupping them, his thumbs brushing over her nipples through the fabric of her dress. She gasped, her head falling back against the door. "Shit, Jake. That feels good."
He grinned, his teeth flashing white in the dim light. "You like that, huh?" He leaned in, his lips capturing one of her nipples through the fabric, sucking hard. She moaned, her hips pressing forward, desperate for more.