Dark Desires

"I love you too..." it was all I could say and after typing it, I realised I meant it. I loved Jacob! It just hit me so hard that I rocked back in my chair for a second. With numb fingers, my mind furiously working, I worked out the details with Jacob for our first face to face meeting.

That night, I pulled my account with Soul-Match (we'd given each other our email addresses and IM's) and while I was grateful to the site for matching me with what I felt was my one true love, I frankly never wanted to see it again. I was going to meet him! I was going to meet my one true love!

Sandra couldn't have been happier.

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"Ummm... I'll have the chicken salad with a bottle of water, thanks," I bit my lip, wondering if I should have ordered before Jacob had gotten here. But I'd already been at the café for half an hour and was beginning to look silly just sitting there ordering nothing. The waiter smiled at me and I couldn't bring myself to smile back. Briefly I wondered if Jacob was even coming.

A shadow fell over my fingers as I nervously straightened a perfectly placed fork. I looked up and my heart skipped a beat. "Jacob..." I breathed.

The man looking down at me with kind blue eyes and wavy blonde hair smiled. "I'm sorry I'm late. Traffic..." he trailed off and gave a little self conscious chuckle. "Actually I couldn't decide which shirt to wear," he indicated the seat opposite me on the other side of the table and raised an eyebrow in question. All I could do was make a sort of strangled squeak as I gave him permission to join me. He laughed, sitting himself down and signalling for a menu, "Your picture doesn't do you justice. Have you ordered?"

"Uhh... umm... that is... er... yes. Sorry, I wasn't sure... I mean, I didn't think you'd-"

"You didn't think I'd come?" his sparkling blue eyes crinkled in the corners as he smiled. I decided instantly that I loved those crinkles.

I blushed in embarrassment, "Yeah... sort of..." I shook my head, going quiet as Jacob took a quick look over the menu and ordered a chicken burger and fries. I couldn't help but giggle as I saw the waitress give him an appreciative eye. Luckily, he seemed oblivious. He gave me a strange look and I shook my head, "I'm just excited. I've never done anything like this before."

He grinned, "I'll be gentle, I promise,"

I couldn't help but laugh at his lovely sense of humour. Within moments, our meals were placed in front of us and soon we were chatting away like life long friends. The only difference was that we were both eyeing each other with more than just friendly thoughts in our heads.

I gulped down the last of my water, "So, where are you headed next?"

He gave me a little embarrassed smile, "Actually, I was wondering if you had any plans tonight. I mean... I heard the cinemas around here are good and you can get some pretty decent grub..."

My heart almost stopped. "Of course not!" I blurted out and then hastily added, "I mean, I'd love to have dinner with you. Tonight, I mean, whenever you want."

He grinned, "Great! It's a date!"

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I fumbled with my keys. I knew that it was a bit of a cliché move, but I couldn't help it. The wine was getting into my system and the handsome man at my arm was definitely contributing to my intoxication. Jacob leaned down and took my apartment keys from me and laughed. I vaguely heard him ask which key it was and I murmured my reply, I wasn't sure he had heard me, but evidently he had had no trouble opening the door as we were soon standing in my small hall way.

I was slightly disappointed. Wasn't fumbling supposed to be a signal that I wanted a good night kiss? I felt him slide my bag off my shoulder and place it on the little counter I had sitting in the hall way. I felt my cheeks redden as he led me deeper inside, mumbling something about me not being able to do it on my own. He sat me down and I squealed as he began taking my shoes off. "Really, Jacob! I can manage, I promise you..." I giggled as he shook his head and gave me that heart stopping smile again. "I don't think this is very appropriate, you know,"

He laughed, getting my shoes off at last, "you're right. Its not... and I don't think kissing you would be entirely appropriate right now either," he was grinning.

I couldn't help but let my disappointment show as I said a little 'oh'.

Then I felt his hand begin to slide up my silky, bronzed calf and rest briefly on my knee before moving even further up. Suddenly he was up on his knees and in front of me, his lips so close to my own. "Then again, I don't really feel like being appropriate right now," he grinned before he crushed his lips against mine.

It was breathtaking, literally. All of my brain functions ceased at that moment and I found myself wrapping my arms around his neck and leaning into his kiss. His tongue soon swept into my mouth and I found it a strange and totally exciting taste; something in between spice and cookies. I moaned as I leaned into his embrace, his arms sliding down around my waist. I had a momentary self judging moment and wondered about my curvy figure, but soon realised that if he was kissing me like this, chances were he didn't care that I wasn't a supermodel. And besides, I already knew that I was a Goddess, but it was about time that someone else made me feel like it.

"Jacob!" I thrust my fingers into his blonde, wavy hair as he broke from our passionate kiss and began attacking my throat with his wet lips. I was soon shivering from his touches as his hands began to roam about my body above my clothes. First it was my hips, cradling them gently and then up my waist to the sides of my breasts. I gasped as he ran his fingers over my peaked nipples.

With a sound somewhere between a groan and a growl he said, "Where's your bedroom sweetheart?"

I wordlessly pointed and was instantly lifted up into his strong arms. I looked up and was struck by the passion I saw flaring in his eyes. My inner heat began to melt at the mere thought that his man wanted me so much. I saw him clenching his jaw and reached up with a concerned hand. "Not to worry sweetheart, I've just been wanting you for so long," he smiled down at me and I nodded, content to let him carry me to bed.

With a grunt, he dumped me onto my queen sized bed. I was silently thankful that Sandra had been prudent enough not to be here tonight. There was a brief moment of concern as to where she was staying, but all thoughts for my friend's welfare flew out the window as I felt my pantyhose begin to slide off my legs. I giggled and wiggled out of the high tops. I gasped as I felt his lips descend on my soft legs. My toes curled as his hands wandered beneath my skirt and gripped my hips.

I felt his soft hair brush against my heat and I whined, feeling his wet tongue slide against my inner thigh and wanting him to go even further. But he didn't. Instead, he lifted me up again and into a sitting position. Then he began kissing my neck again as his hands got busy with my blouse's buttons. They were tiny pearl like things and I heard him growl with frustration as they gave him trouble. I just giggled and let him get on with it, I knew they would come undone if he truly wanted them to. Before I knew it, my top half was bare.

"Jacob!" I cried out as I felt his lips suddenly on my nipples. He sucked lightly; raising the delicate hairs on the back of my neck and making me shiver so deliciously. He circled my right nipple with his tongue, imitating his tongue's lazy circles with his thumb. I couldn't take it and began to grip his hair tightly with my fingers, my breath coming out in short sharp bursts.

I moaned as he kissed the valley between my modest breasts as his hands were busy with the little zipper on the side of my skirt. He soon had it down and I leant back and lifted my hips up so that he could pull it off me and down my legs. He stopped and stood up then, just looking at me.

I surveyed him from my position on the bed and tried to judge what he was thinking. Somewhere deep inside I was afraid that he would not like what he saw. Distractedly, he reached down and barely brushed his fingertips against the neat patch of hair at the junction of my thighs and looked up with a smile, "I like this..." he whispered and then leant down to give me suddenly tender and sweet kiss on the lips. I smiled and reached up to begin working on his own shirt's buttons.

He laughed and took my hands away, "I've been a bit selfish haven't I?" he murmured and then proceeded to divest himself of all of his clothing. I watched in fascination as he stripped and had to admit that I was impressed. His naturally muscular tone, while visible through his clothing, was that much more enhanced when he was totally naked. He wasn't bulging in places he shouldn't be and I determined that he was perfect the way he was.

When he stood there before me, completely naked, he raised an eyebrow. "Well?" his quiet voice spoke a little too softly and I realised that he was just as nervous as I was. I sat up a little more attentively as I drifted my eyes up to his blonde, wavy hair. Slowly I took him all in, drinking in his naked goodness from his broad shoulders to his slightly haired chest. His hips narrowed into a pair of strong looking legs that were longer than I thought they would have been. His strong, thick member stood to attention at my perusing and I couldn't help but smile.

Instead of answering him verbally, I reached out with a hand and wrapped my fingers delicately around his shaft. I heard his indrawn breath as I began to stroke him gently, marvelling at the thick bush of curly hair in which he was neatly nestled. I reach out with my other hand and gave his balls an experimental squeeze and I heard him moan, smiling as I realised how much pleasure I was giving him.

Then he moved my hands away, "Not yet sweetheart, you first," he whispered as he lay me down on my back. Kissing me thoroughly, his tongue seeking out the hottest, deepest parts of my mouth, I moaned in the back of my throat as his hand skimmed lightly down my body, his fingers moving to once again brush my neatly trimmed triangle of hair. Then they crept down further and I gasped as he lightly teased the highly sensitive nub. Obviously, he knew what he was doing.

Circling my clit with his thumb, his fingers moved even further down and were soon stroking the soft, velvety petals of my womanhood, making them slick with my own juices. I moaned again, lost for words as his simple caress deepened as he moved his fingers harder against me, sliding deep into the moist valley between my thighs.

Suddenly, his mouth slanted over mine, he deepened his kiss, his tongue moving against my passionately, deeply as he suddenly thrust two of his fingers into my moistened well. I arched my back, instinctively pushing myself against his questing digits. I couldn't make a sound; I couldn't even make a coherent thought. I just needed him to never stop.

He took his mouth away from mine, his own breath ragged with excitement as he bent his head down once more and took my nipple into his mouth. His tongue teased and danced around the sensitive bud and I couldn't help but cry out. I wove my fingers into his hair, urging his head around to my other nipple, crying out when his tongue wrapped around it.

His fingers moved expertly inside me, seeking out the deepest of my warmth and stroking the fires of my passion. My legs quivered and my toes curled at this simplest of embraces and somewhere a voice inside my head wondered what it would be like when he really was inside me. I shivered deliciously with the thought.

I gripped his shoulders as his hot, wet mouth moved lightly over my skin, my stomach muscles quivering as he planted little passionate kisses over them. His fingers never ceased movement. They varied, sometimes going softly, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes harder and more demanding. I moved my head restlessly from side to side. My hands fluttered around his shoulders and back, needing something to do, but not knowing what.

I made a decision and almost violently jerked myself from beneath him. His fingers left my warm slit and I instantly felt their loss. Jacob looked down at me with a questioning arc to his eyebrows and I smiled up at him. "My turn," I whispered as I put a little pressure on his shoulders and bade him lie on his back. Wordlessly, he obeyed my gentle insistence.

Crawling around him, I knelt down at his stomach, placing a hand on his chest and the other on his thigh. I looked at him and gave him my most impish grin. Then I bent down my head and tentatively licked the tip of him. I felt him quiver under my hands and grinned before gently sliding my warm, wet mouth down his long shaft. I wasn't ambitious, and rather liked the idea of teasing him first, so I only went about half way before slowly sliding my mouth up again. I flicked my tongue over the head of his cock and felt the muscles in his legs twitch and tighten. Oh, so he liked that, did he? Good. I did it again.

I heard him moan as I once again slowly slid my mouth down his length. This time, I went as far as I could go and felt his muscles tighten even further. Obviously I was doing this right. Enclosing my warm mouth around his shaft, I sucked lightly, experimentally. He convulsed and his hands were instantly on my head, urging me down onto him. I complied and began to suck even harder and for much longer than before. His grip, while gentle, was still insistent as he began moving my head up and down.

I grinned around his member and began sliding my lips up and down him. I went slowly at first and teasingly as I flicked my tongue around him but soon I was going faster and faster. As I slid downwards, I gripped his shaft with my lips tightly and as I slid upwards, I sucked on him harder and harder until I reached his head. His trembling beneath my hands and his own restless hands skimming along my back told me enough to know that I was giving him exactly what he wanted.

I felt an exultation of pleasure at knowing that I was controlling what and how much he felt. Abruptly, just to hear him moan again, I slid my mouth all the way down to his base and stayed there, sucking lightly. Then I began flicking my tongue against his head as I sucked lightly and he soon gave me the obliging sound effect I had wanted.

Then he was pulling my head up and tugging me towards his mouth. I grinned and leant up to kiss him passionately, taking control of this kiss like he had with all the others. I planted my hands onto his shoulders and leaned against him, rubbing my breasts enticingly against his chest. His course hairs made my nipples tingle delightfully and I gasped as he reached down and grabbed my ass, squeezing it lightly.

I took my mouth from him and manoeuvred into a sitting position above him. He smiled and took my waist in his hands. I smiled down at him and gently began to lower myself onto his cock. I felt his hardness brush against my centre and then suddenly he was pushing inside me. I couldn't take the sudden pleasure and speared myself onto his shaft with abandon. His steadying hands on my waist kept me from moving further as he let me get used to him inside me.

It felt wonderful. I was stretched and enclosing him at the same time. I felt my tightness grip him as my juices began to trickle through our embrace. It had been so long since I had had a man, a real man, inside me and I briefly wondered how I had forgotten just how good it could be.

Slowly, as his hands relaxed, I began rocking back and forth. He reached deep inside me and rubbed against places only a man could reach. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back, shuddering as I felt his hands cup my breasts, gently fondling them as he let me do what I wanted. I leant back, gripping the top of his thighs and I slowly began to finally slide up and down him.

"God! You're so tight!" I heard him moan as the pressure on my breasts increased slightly for a brief moment. Then his hands left my mounds and travelled to my waist, where their pressure guided me up and down his stiff member. I opened my eyes again and looked down at him, surprised to see that he had his own eyes closed. My eyes drifted closed again as I smiled and began to move faster. I had forgotten how much I liked this position.

Jacob's fingers flexed against my skin as my tight pussy began to stroke him faster and faster. I arched my back and began to slide up and down his entire length. It was a bit more of an effort, but the reward was that much better. I soon began hearing a keening, whimpering sound and realised with a start that it was my own voice. I wasn't exactly a vocal lover and to hear myself making these sounds gave me an erotic sort of pleasure that just pushed me even further.

Suddenly I was on my back, Jacob leaning down between my legs and pushing heavily into me. This new position was just as exciting as the last and I marvelled at the rate he could pump into me. His breathing matched my own frantic gasps and he leant down to hold me in a sort of hug as he drove his hips harder and harder downwards. Soon enough, those whimpers became screams.

Suddenly I wanted more. Pushing at his shoulders in a massive effort to get him off me, I grunted with an impatient shove which got his full attention. Scrambling from underneath him, my breaths coming in almost painful gasps, I soon reoriented myself and in a throaty, tired voice demanded, "Fuck me!"

I couldn't see his expression, but his hands on my hips and his cock bursting into my tight pussy was enough of an answer for me. I rocked backwards into him and revelled in the extra length I was getting from him in this new position. In my mind's eye, I saw the both of us, me on my hands and knees, him behind me and pushing into my hot, wet little cunt and knew that I would have given anything for a video camera at that moment. Closing my eyes, I was content to envision it as I felt him pump into me, his breaths gasping from him as his hands gripped my hips almost painfully. I revelled in the feeling of his cock thrusting brutally into my deep, slick centre.

"Fuck me!!" I screamed, completely abandoning myself to the pleasure that I realised I had needed more than anything. Luckily for me, Jacob seemed to be in a very obliging mood. I heard him moan and suddenly gasp and I knew what was happening. "Yes! Yes! Give it to me, give me your hot cum!! Oh god! Fill me up!!" I screamed back at him as he gave a final thrust and a little, hoarse shout before shuddering against me. I felt his thighs against my own shuddering and flexing as he emptied himself into me.

Hot liquid heat rushed through my pussy and I felt my own begin to boil over. I gave a last scream of pleasure before my coiled heat suddenly exploded in answer to his own release. In that delicious moment of overwhelming pleasure, all of my energy just suddenly left me. Gasping for breath, I collapsed onto the bed, sprawled beneath Jacob's pleasantly heavy bulk. I could feel his heart beat thudding against my back and I knew that he was just as tired as I was.

I lay there for a few minutes, gathering my breath into something that resembled normal and thinking drowsily about what had just happened. Suddenly, I felt his heaviness leave me and heard him cursing softly. I blinked, my mind jumbled as I looked up at him, flipping onto my back. "What's wrong?"

Jacob shook his head, "I'm so sorry," he began and slowly my mind began to get anxious, "I wasn't thinking... I just... I'm sorry..."

I sat up quickly, suddenly very, very alert. "What are you saying?" I asked him suspiciously, my eyes narrowing. Surely he couldn't be regretting what we just did already?

He looked up and gave me a belated look, "I didn't use protection."