Friends with Benefits • A J2 Story

Chapter 14- Jared's Pov

*Edited*

Warning- Sexual acts at some point...

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I noticed as I walked up to Jensen's truck was that he was anxious. His fingers tapped wildly on the steering wheel and his top teeth were digging into his lip. Silently, I climb into the passenger side where Jensen reaches for my hand. I let him as we pull out my driveway and into the street.

The ride to his house was quiet and awkward, and every cell in my body wished he would say something, anything, but he didn't. Halfway there, I gave up and leaned my head on the window and watched as the scenery changed as we passed by.

Eventually we arrive at his house, and still, he hadn't spoken a word to me. For a moment I really did believe he hated me for pushing him away, and that what he said on the phone was all a lie. My head was swarming with all the possibilities as Jensen parked his truck on the driveway. 

Before I could even put a hand on the handle of the door, Jensen was already gracefully running to my side, and opening the door for me with his hand out as an offering. I blush at the sudden action even though no one was around to see us, but I take his hand anyways. He quickly pulls me to his warm body making me gasp.

With his unoccupied hand, he gently ran his fingers through my long hair. I pressed my face into his shoulder, just wanting to smell the familiar musk of his again. Every doubt I had of him slipped away as we stood there. I didn't ever want to leave his loving grip, but too soon he pulled us to the door. 

Once he leads me to the living room, he gently pushes me onto the couch him looming over me. His lips pressed against mine, and I was definite that the world had stopped moving at that moment.  A moan escapes my lips as his mouth travels to my ear, and his breath tickling as he said, "I'm sorry about earlier today... I should be the one saying sorry."

"What?" I ask looking up at him. His moves back and looks into my eyes.

"I'm sorry. I should have considered the fact you might not be ready... I'm just not used to being turned down." He explains, "I won't force anything until your really ready."

"No... I... I'm ready if you are..." I find myself saying, but it was true. Jensen wouldn't hurt me. I just needed to trust him, and I really wanted this now. Gulping down my fear, I lean in towards him and kiss him. He didn't protest, instead, he kissed back even harder. His tongue slid across my bottom lip, asking for permission. Slightly, I open my mouth letting him explore my mouth.

"Are... you... sure?" He manages to get out between kisses. Confident in my decision, I nod. His face lights up as he dives in for another kiss.

 In one movement, Jensen flips us over so that I'm on top, our kiss never breaking.  His hands sly down to cup my ass making me groan at the feeling. God, did this feel good. In return, I place my hands just above his clothed member. I received a loud grunt in response, and a few rough bites to my neck.

"No teasing now, Jared," Jensen joked, biting down on my lip.  Pain spreads from my lip but then turns to pleasure from the thoughts of how rough Jensen could possibly be on me. I palm him through his jeans, just to egg him on more.

"Jared." He warns, but I don't stop. He slowly grows from under my hand making me want to continue. I only stop when I feel a sharp slap on my behind causing me to yelp. I look up to see him smirking down at me. I glare at him, but I do take my hand away from his crotch. Instead, I place both my hands underneath his shirt. 

Memories of the first time we kissed came back to me. Back then, I wouldn't have ever guessed I would have came to this point. Jensen stopped what he was doing realizing I was out of it, "You sure you want to go on with this? You don't seem..."