If she was beautiful, he was gorgeous. Collins couldn't even begin to fathom how he was with her, how he was looking at her, kissing her, worshipping her when he existed the way he was. She'd been staring at him for way too long, her eyes hadn't made contact with his in a while, prompting her to finally look up and meet his gaze. There was a sort of amused expression on his face that made Collins blush in embarrassment for her stare. "Sorry." She murmured.
JJ brought his hand up to cradle her jaw in his palm and lifted her chin up to get a better look at her. "There's nothing I like more than when your pretty brown eyes are on me." A few beats passed while he reconsidered his statement before JJ followed up by saying, "Actually, I can name a couple of things but all of them have to do with you so I would say that it's definitely in the top five."
She laughed, the red in her cheeks deepening while droplets of perspiration dotted across them. Despite the flutter in her chest she got every time she lost herself in JJ's embrace, Collins couldn't help the side of her that took one step back and assessed the situation before her. There was just something about the fact that he was standing in front of her, and of course Collins wanted him, she wanted him more than anything in the entire world and it was just within a fingertip's reach. She just wasn't sure if she could fight the underlying feeling inside of her that was holding her back. The part of her that stopped her from committing to the act, from being able to let go and fully give herself to JJ in a way that she feared could break them.
JJ moved to kiss her again, but Collins turned her face at the very last second, causing him to miss her lips and meet the corner instead. "You know I've never kissed anyone but you before?" She asked him suddenly, catching him by surprise.
"No," JJ cleared his throat awkwardly. "No I didn't know that." It did seem like the sort of thing they would've talked about before they'd started kissing, but this was the first time Collins had actually said it out loud, and clearly, they were well past just kissing. But really? She'd never kissed anyone else? Not even an innocent little kiss out of curiosity on the school playground? Or even in that awkward transition during middle school where you just want to get it out of the way before you get bullied about it in high school. No one but him had ever wanted to kiss Collins Jacobson?
He supposed he was grateful for that. He'd been the only person in the world to have ever touched his lips on hers. It gave him a sense of pride to claim that title as her first kiss. No one else could know what they were missing out on and sure enough, people would realize how sorely mistaken they were to have not taken the chance to kiss Collins when they had it.
Collins looked up at him timidly, finding it a bit harder than usual to maintain eye contact with him. "So it would be safe for you to assume that that's as far as I've ever gone."
"Okay," JJ said carefully, swallowing deeply between bated breaths. It was hard to focus when she was half naked in front of him. It was normal for sex to be the only thing on his mind and even then it was hard to concentrate on anything else. Now he was thinking about sex with Collins and it was impossible for him to hear or see straight when his imagination was running wild.
"I don't know if I'm ready for anything more right now."
Okay, that was JJ's cue to snap out of his little fantasy and get serious. Collins's feelings came first and there was nothing more important to JJ than to listen to her and make sure she was heard.
She hoped he'd heard her the first time, because she didn't want to have to repeat it. Maybe that wasn't the right way to go about it. God, why was she so stupid? She didn't intend on hurting his feelings, but she was not off to a good start so far.

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