Page 56 of Couple Goals

Adriana leaps up onto him, straddling him in a hug, ducking through his arms to be buried next to his chest, under the newspaper.

‘Hey!’ he says, though he doesn’t sound cross at all, ‘I was about to crack that one.’

‘You can keep doing it,’ Adriana, nuzzles into his neck, ‘I’ll just stay here. I’m helping.’

‘Oh sure, I’m sure that will be very elucidating,’ Jacob teases.

‘Read me the clue again,’ Adriana whispers in his ear.

Jacob coughs, his voice breaking a little as he gamely reads another crossword clue.

‘Five letters, hopefully beginning with C, “how to drink fruit; avoid falling in one”.’

Adriana repeats it, in between kissing his neck. Through her lips, she feels him laugh low in his throat, and feels him get hard between her legs.

‘Oh, hello,’ she teases him. ‘But I thought this pyjama set was only to be worn for “relaxing in bed?”

Jacob sets his crossword aside and takes his glasses off. ‘I personally can think of someveryrelaxing things we could do…’

And strangely, it is. They kiss playfully at first, but then there’s a softness and tenderness that she doesn’t remember being there last night. Adriana sighs contentedly, her body relaxing into his, and Jacob responds by holding her even closer to him, pulling their bodies so that they are entwined. They lie on their sides facing each other, her body tucked into his, so that she feels like she can feel him all around her. She feels turned on, sure, but she also feels… something else, something she didn’t even realise she could feel with someone in this way. She feels safe. She feels cared for. She feels at peace.

Jacob moves her gently into position, her back against the pillows. ‘Are you comfortable?’

‘Mmhmm,’ she nods, her face flushed with warmth and desire.

‘Good,’ he says. ‘Because I want to stay here for a very, very long time.’

Adriana leans her head back into the pillows as Jacob slips down under the covers between her legs, his hands stroking her thighs, pulling down her underwear and bending his head to reverently kiss her.

He licks slowly, so slowly, like he’s savouring every trace of her. Adriana’s toes curl in pleasure, and her back arches into blissful relaxation. Jacob makes the same motion again, like repeating a favourite line of a poem. Then he circles her clit, tracing mysterious patterns that unlock something in Adriana, taking her to another realm entirely.

He teases her, alternating his fingers and his tongue on the surface of her, when she’s begging for him to be inside her now.

‘Please,’ she gasps, ‘Please.’

He teases another finger, just the tip of it, and Adriana feels herself burning with desire. He doesn’t keep her waiting for long. He kisses her clit again, as he pushes two strong fingers smoothly inside her. Adriana cries out. It feels even better the second time, and the third, and the fourth, and as he keeps fucking her with his fingers, Adriana can just let the sensation build and build in her, losing herself in how good it feels.

When she comes, she comes in his mouth, long and hard and slow. Jacob keeps his mouth pressed close to her, like he wants to taste her every pulse.

Adriana blacks out a little, seeing constellations of stars swirling, and as she’s coming back to earth, she rouses to find Jacob has moved back up the bed to wrap his arms around her. She flops onto his firm chest, and lets herself be held. He strokes her hair, and runs his thumb along her bare shoulder, tracing the edges of her collar bone, her shoulder blade, her neck. Every nerve in her body is tingling.

When she’s recovered, she feels light, bubbling, amazed, and starts giggling. Jacob, instead of being surprised, laughs along with her. They remain like that for a while, just holding each other, laughing, like they’re high.

Adriana is just enjoying the feeling of their warm bodies this close to one another, and is just on the edge of having a thought, of wondering if she should talk to him about… well,this–them–what are they doing, but also not wanting to say anything that could burst this bubble when Jacob speaks.

‘I’m so sorry, Addy,’ he says, his voice low and Adriana feels a swell of panic at what he’s going to say next. ‘I think your mocha will have gone cold.’

Adriana throws her head back into his chest and laughs. She feels like she’s floating.

‘I’ll make you another one,’ Jacob offers, getting up and stretching, topless but still in his pyjama trousers, which Adriana has to admit, she finds strangely sexy for something so dweeby.

‘I’ll help,’ Adriana stretches too.

‘Like how you “helped” with the crossword?’ Jacob raises an eyebrow, but then he surprises her by holding out a hand to help her out of bed – scooping her up before putting her feet on the floor.

Adriana giggles and puts on Jacob’s pyjama shirt, buttoning it half up. It’s like a shirt dress on her and she hopes she looks as cute as she feels in it.

‘Do you have any boxers I could borrow?’ she asks, not because she needs them, but because she wants them, and she suspects Jacob will find it hot too. Jacob rolls his eyes and opens a draw in his walk-in wardrobe, throwing her a pair of blue cotton boxers that probably cost as much as her fanciest lingerie. He takes her in.

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