I.. think I'm in love

"Shiiit", Gia screamed for more than one reason. Flashbacks from last night up up until he got into shower started to fill her head. She promised herself months ago she was over this "love thing" and a casual fuck wasn't going to be a problem. Only thing is this "casual" turned from a situationship to something else. Heavy sighs when she reflected back to the exact moment it happened. "Damn, he still gives me butterflies just thinking of it." It was literally a month ago that Jackson invited her to his house. For some reason he decided we should have dinner and talk. Most guys that she dealt with didn't really want anything serious so it was weird to expect anything more from any man. It was because of this, she almost always brought men to her home. (Safety reasons of course). You never know when this bomb ass pussy could get a girl kidnapped.. she giggled at the thought. This guy was so different. Definitely more mature and she knew they were in different leagues, but it was something about him that made her attracted to him. Never money, because what someone else had never made her feel rich. She thought back to her ex, Sam.. "Never in my life did I give a fuck until Sam. Played.Well played" Shaking the thought from her head, "Never again." Jackson though... he was beyond the sweetest, funniest man she ever met. His smile, his walk, his whole aura just exudes sexy. She walked into this house that was atleast 3 times her shack of an appartment and yet he was so humble. She did not know when it happened, but he gave her this look that instantly caused wetness to run down her inner thighs. He gently pulled her into his room, carefully pulled the dress off all while explaining what he loved about her. She thought to herself damn, "he has game." It was at that moment, He must have read her mind as he tried to ease her thoughts, telling her how she made him feel. She definitely wasn't used to any man telling her his thoughts, let alone thoughts about her that weren't physical. He grabbed the back of her neck while holding her lower back and slowly pulled her body into the mold of his..parted her lips aside and kissed her in 3 different languages. Slowly guiding his hand from her hip to her breast, gently squeezing it all while kissing her neck. She felt herself get weak when he slid his warm hand from between her breast and pushed legs apart as he found the slit of her mound.. she couldn't help, but to gasp. She tried to catch her breath as he slowly played with her clit as he kissed her belly button and talked to her soft spot. The more he talked, the more she shook, creaming all over his fingers... several minutes later and he was knee deep in it. There was no coming back. It wasn't sex this time..shaking with emotions "this dude is making love to me" she thought.. He must have triggered something in her brain, because she...now.. has.. feelings for this one. Since that moment, it has not been the same. They became closer which she loved, but it kept her guarded, thinking when is he going to realize she is not what he really wants and she ends up hurt again. "Shiit.." she whispered this time as she wiped her newly formed warm tears away. Looking towards the bathroom where he showered...."I think I may be falling in love."