No going back.

"Can I touch you?" Chloe asked in a low voice while inching closer towards him. 

His breathing hitched up and he nodded. 

She didn't break eye contact with him as her hands slid up his t-shirt to feel his hard torso.

"You can touch me too." She whispered before sealing their lips together again.

She liked how hard his body was. It had always been hard and fit, but recently, he started using the gym, and his already perfect body became 'perfecter'. 

She could tell he was still hesitant to touch her. He had always been like that. So she did what she usually did. As she continued to kiss him, she took his hand and gently began to slide it under her shirt. When he came into contact with her bare skin, he moaned into the kiss, and she smiled in victory before pulling away to look at him. He was also staring at her with red and moist lips, eyes filled with desire and love, and his chest heaving up and down.

 She knew it was only a matter of time before he would lose control. And she was ready for it.

She didn't stop rubbing her hand on his torso and feeling his belly. He also didn't stop touching her but but he did it gently.

"Jer?" She called him in a soft voice. 

"Hmm?" 

"Do you want to... do this... with me?" She asked uncertainly before biting down on her lower lip. She didn't want to start and get excited and then have him freak out and stop midway. 

He nodded.

"God, yes Chloe. Yes." 

This time, he reached out to touch her face and leaned in to kiss her. The kiss wasn't a gentle one like the first time. He sucked on her lower lip and nibbled on it before he pulled away to trail kisses down the corner of her mouth, then to her jaw and neck. 

Chloe didn't have the time to be happy that he was finally taking charge because she was beginning to get worked up by the kisses and the way he kept sucking her neck like he wanted to leave all the hickey that was in the world there. 

She remembered the first time they had almost had sex. He had been different. At first, he was shy, but as soon as he got into the mood, he was a completely different person, saying how no one was going to have her except him and calling himself Jerwolf when she asked if he was a werewolf. She guessed it was because of the way he lost control that was the reason he didn't want to do it? Maybe he was scared he would hurt her? Or was he shy about his personality when he was turned on—

She moaned when he returned to kiss her lips, and one of his hands fondled one of her breasts through the thin material she wore inside.

"Jer... hold on." She panted in between the kisses, but he didn't stop. He kept leaning into her until she fell back on the couch and he was on top of her. She felt his stiff member poking her thigh and was almost tempted to strip him.

"Jer!" She snapped at him. 

He suddenly stopped and lifted his body away from her to look at her face. His eyes weren't settled at first, but as soon as they were, he looked shocked. 

"I... I am—"

"The... couch is uncomfortable. Let's... go to the bedroom." She said, interrupting him. 

In less than 30 seconds, she was in his arms and he was carefully dropping her on her bed. 

Well, that was fast.

He had left the bedside lamp on earlier, so the room was a little lit up and they could see each other better than they could in the living room.

"Take... off my shirt." Chloe said, smiling flirtatiously at him. He gulped before inching closer to her to do that and revealed the sports bra with a zip at the front and the tiny shorts she had been wearing underneath the t-shirt. 

He looked at her body like it was the best thing he had ever seen, causing her to blush.

Chloe kneeled on the bed and touched the hem of his shirt before she slowly began to take it off him. All the while, his eyes kept roaming all over her body. As she took off his shirt, leaving only the shorts, her eyes raked over his body. God! He was perfect!

"Ba-be... I can't... control my-self." He said it in a tight voice, wrapping his hand around her waist and pulling her to him. 

She blushed and smiled shyly before looking down at the zip in front of her sports bra when she noticed Jeremy's eyes were there.

"Can I...?" He asked uncertainly.

When she nodded slowly, he reached for her zip while she reached for the waistband of his shorts. 

Now, there was no going back.

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(A/N)

Hello people! Sorry for the delayed update. I was down with the flu and also have some projects to submit at school so I wasn't very available for you all.

Accept my apology sweethearts. Thank you.