Aria left late that night. After making me promise to call her the next morning to discuss our parent's wedding anniversary, she kissed Jack and I on the cheek and left the apartment.

Getting up from the couch, I collect the rubbish from dinner and carry it into the kitchen to throw away before turning down the hallway.

"Troye."

Stopping mid-stride, I turn back and face Jack. "Yes?"

He raises an eyebrow. "Did you forget about our lesson?"

My eyes flick up to the clock above the fridge, seeing that it was half-past eleven. "Now?"

Jack only smirks and begins to approach me. I feel my body tense up as he gets closer, goosebumps beginning to litter my skin.

"It's now or never." Jack entices in a seductive baritone under his breath.

Sensing my nerves, Jack takes my hand and leads me gently over to the couch. Sitting down beside me, he turns and waits.

"Am I meant to do something?"

Jack chuckles. "A big part of having sex is what happens before. We've already covered kissing so the next thing would be touching."

I swallow nervously, my eyes flicking down before returning to Jack's face. "So I, uh, just-"

"Close your eyes." he says softly and I oblige.

The apartment had fallen dark. Shadows danced underneath my eyelids as my mind raced through numerous thoughts, each attempting to foretell what would happen next.

"Imagine you're in a room with, um, Cam-"

"No." My eyes snap open. "Not Cam. I don't want to do this like before. I can't."

Jack nods. "Okay, okay. Who do you picture is in the room with you? Perhaps Gabriel, or that cute barista-"

"You."

A look of surprise comes over Jack but my answer doesn't change. I smile at him. "You're my best friend, I trust you."

"Right uh," Jack clears his throat. "Okay. Imagine it's just you and me in a room and we're," He pauses. "And we're about to have sex. What do you do?"

My eyes had fallen shut again and I prayed Jack couldn't see how nervous I was. "I, um, I'd probably kiss you?"

"Probably?"

I nod. "Definitely."

"Do it then."

I was anxious as I leaned forward, eyes still closed as my lips found Jack's. Awkward and restrained, we kissed sloppily.

"Relax Troye," Jack breathed against my mouth. "Just do what you would do naturally."

Attempting to follow his advice, I relaxed into the kiss whilst my arms snaked up around his neck and I clasped my hands together.

"Don't overthink this," Jack said. "Imagine you're in love and you want to be with this person in the most humane way."

Leaning in again, I allowed myself to give in to my animalistic desires and let my body take over. Testing the waters, I allowed Jack's tongue to enter my mouth.

I could feel myself slowly becoming aroused as the heat between us increased with the intensity of our kiss. Jack's hands came to a rest on my hips and in a flash, I was being pulled into his lap.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as we continued our make out session, me reaching up to cup Jack's face with my hands as his found my butt, sending shivers up my spine when he squeezed gently.

A small moan escaped my lips when Jack continued his applied pressure below my waist. Reactively, I begin to subconsciously roll my hips against Jack's groin, revelling in the sound he made as a response.

"Touch me." Jack whispered. "Get me on the same level as you."

Nervously, my hand reached down and found his lower region. Applying a small pressure, I repeated the action harder upon Jack's moan of encouragement.

"You're doing great, Troye. Keep going."

I began to palm him through his jeans as Jack pulled me closer to him, my ass grinding on his lower region. The action had us both moaning at the fire each touch sent through our bodies.

"Fuck," Jack gasped. "Keep doing that."

Alight with adrenaline from Jack's words of encouragement, a sudden wave of confidence washed over me and I began to kiss down Jack's neck, biting and sucking on his sweet spots to leave an array of coloured marks.

I wasn't very good at it and at best I left small bruises but I kept trying as Jack allowed me to explore his body.

His cool hands found their way under my shirt and danced their way up my spine, every lick of fire under my heated skin roaring to life with the inferno he was creating within me.

Fully aroused, my hands found the bottom of Jack's shirt and he allowed me to pull it over his head. I ran my hands down his defined chest and gasped at the touch.

Jack's body was smooth and defined. Being a model required me to have a fit appearance but Jack was like some piece of ungodly craftsmanship. Lean and chiseled, his body was miles of smooth canvas I longed to paint with the colour of our fire.

My hands traced the outlines of his muscles, memorising every contour and every ridge of bone definition that sculpted his light torso. Why had I never noticed how attractive Jack was?

Soon enough my shirt had joined his on the floor and my hand danced over his waist band. Jack stopped, momentarily looking up at me with dark eyes. "You can do it."

Trusting his word, my hands plunged lower and began to explore the other region of my best friend's body.

This was so wrong on so many levels. Jack was my best friend, but I couldn't stop. I was sure there was a part of me that didn't want to, as selfish as it was.

Jack's mouth found mine again and his tongue fought with mine for dominance. He won as I continued my own personal exploration, hands tracing my spine and running down my chest.

I wasn't sure how long we made out but too soon we're pulling apart. We look at each other, flushed and breathless as the heat between us slowly began to dissipate. My head spun with heated euphoria as small flames continued to dance under my skin and burn with the absence of Jack's touch.

"That was," I breathed.

"Yeah." Jack said.

I smiled. "How'd I do, teach?"

Jack nodded. "You're a good student. You'll be up to Lesson Three before you know it."

Pleased, my gaze lowered. "Do you want me to, um, take care of that for you?"

Shaking his head, Jack placed a pillow over his lap and lifted me back onto the couch. Unfortunately, our groins grind against one another as he moved me and I let out an involuntary moan.

"Sorry." My cheeks flushed red at Jack's look when I made the sound. Leaning down to pick up our shirts, Jack didn't respond.

Still shaking from the intensity of our lust, my pants were constricting and I ached for release. Whatever Jack had done to me, it had quickly turned into a craving for something I'd never known my body had been starved of. I'd become animalistic within minutes, shocking even myself.

"Troye."

Attempting to ignore the discomfort in my pants, I look up at my best friend who eyes me up and down. "Are you okay?"

I nod quickly to prove my content state. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine."

He was teasing me and he knew it. I was sure this was still part of the lesson so I ignored the animal inside me and looked away.

"You don't need to be so insecure."

My head snaps back and Jack's eyes bore into mind as he says, "You're a natural. Don't worry so much, okay?"

"Okay." I squeaked.

Ruffling my hair, Jack stands up and hands me my shirt. "I'm going to go take a cold shower. You should to."

Jack turns to leave the room. As soon as he's gone, I collapse back on the couch with a heavy sigh.

Dear God, what had I gotten myself into?