"Are you scared?" Jay asked as he opened the door to his penthouse.

"No," I replied, following him inside.

His place was huge! A nice little penthouse suite with a view of the city. The ambiance was gray, black, and dim lit. Of course it was nothing compared to my mansion, but it was the kind of nice that I could like if I was allowed to live on my own.

He took off his black, wool coat, then took mine off for me. I made my way over to his leather couch, and gazed around while he brought over wine and two glasses for us.

He handed me the half filled wine glass, then sat down on the couch next to me. "You always bring girls to your place that you meet at random restaurants?" I asked.

"No," he laughed. "You're actually the first."

"And who was drink throw Nancy?" I asked with a teasing smile.

"She's my now ex-girlfriend," he said matter-of-factly.

"Oh you're a relationship kind of guy." For some reason, this made him laugh.

"I don't look the type?" He asked, smiling his charming smile.

"No," I answered honestly. "Especially not if you have money like my parents."

"What's wrong with your parents?" He asked in all seriousness.

"Nobody around them knows what love is. Neither do they. They don't care about love, all they care about is money, and how to get more of it."

"And I'm guessing you don't?" He smiled.

"No, actually that's not it. I'm aware that it matters, and I love having it. But I wish I had the freedom that it could buy."

"You want freedom?" He asked.

"Yeah..." I trailed off. "Actually... I do." I answered him honestly. I don't know what it was about him, but he made me want to spill my whole life out to him. My wants, desires, and needs. He made me feel like I could tell him anything, and he'd listen.

"Caged birds usually do sing," he answered simply, only I didn't understand what he meant.

Our conversation was nice, but I did notice how much closer to me he had gotten over time. After we had a glass of wine, he made me come sit next to him on his bed. I immediately knew where this was headed, and debated if I wanted to run for the hills or not. I had never really thought about having sex before, I had my own list of struggles to deal with.

He stood in front of me, towering over me intimidatingly. I looked up at him nervously, closing my eyes as he ran his hands through my thick curls. He knelt down to my eye level, and I couldn't help but think about how sexy this man was.

He leaned in close; so close I thought that he would kiss me, but he never did. I could feel goosebumps rising on my skin as he grazed his mouth and nose down my neck and over my shoulder.

"You smell so good," he groaned, making my heart skip a beat. He made his way back up to my face, and this time he kissed me softly on the lips. His hand lingered over the strap of my silk dress, and before he could start to pull it down I stopped him.

"Wait!" I cried.

He stopped touching me, confused. "You don't want to?" He asked, and I shook my head 'no'.

"It's not that... it's just that... I'm a virgin." I trailed off, not knowing how he would react.

For some reason, he found this funny. "No way," he said simply. "I don't believe you."

I cut my eyes at him, folding my arms across my chest. "And just why not?"

"Because you're beautiful. There's no way guys haven't been after you."

"I never said they weren't after me," I said slyly.

He laughed wholeheartedly, and that made me smile. "Okay, well, do you want to?" He asked me, raising a questioning brow.

"I have always wanted to know what it felt like," I answered honestly.

"I'll be really gentle," he said while biting his lip. "I promise." I nodded my acceptance, then braced myself for whatever was to come. "You're gonna love it, I swear."

He kissed me soft, and slowly on my lips, then rolled the straps of my dress down, revealing my perky breast. He bit his lip at just the sight of me, and that look of desire in his eyes alone was enough to turn me on.

I lied back on his gray, cotton sheets, and he slid the dress off of me easily. I watched as he pulled his shirt over his head, crawling on top of me. "What a prize," he sighed, looking me over.

He unbuttoned his pants, then took them off to expose his throbbing, hard penis. Wow, I thought. That thing is going inside of me?! I felt like I was holding my breath whilst he planted seldom kisses all over my body.

I opened my legs, granting him the entrance that he wanted. He slipped inside of me slowly, gripping my body in his strong arms. My back arched from pain, or pleasure. I couldn't really tell in the moment, but whatever it was I found myself wanting more and more of it.

He thrusted in and out of me, again and again and again. With each thrust, the pressure just got stronger and stronger. I gripped the sheets beneath me, and Jay turned his attention to my breast. He suckled on my hard nipple, making me moan.

"God, you feel so good," he whispered. He held me right as our movements grew quicker and harder. That alone was enough to make me collapse into an orgasm.

Once I had an orgasm, I noticed him finish inside of me. When he was done, he collapsed on the bed beside me. When it was all over, I finally came to my senses. It was like he had me in some sort of a stupor, because my eyes gazed over the clock that read me 12AM.

I couldn't even enjoy the moment that we had just shared, because I was terrified that my Mother would be waiting for me at the door. "Oh my god," I sighed, getting up from his bed.

"Where are you going?" He asked, sitting up in his bed.

"I have to go home." I said softly, putting my dress back on.

"But you could stay?" It came out more of a question than a suggestion, and I sighed softly.

"I want to, but I can't. My parents will kill me."

"Will I see you again?" He asked, and I made my way to his living room to put my shoes and coat back on.

"I don't know," I answered honestly. "I have to go. I'm sorry." I rushed out of his place, saying a silent prayer in my head.

Present Day

"Well?" He asked, studying me closely.

"Depends," I answered.

"On what?" He laughed, amusement dancing in his eyes.

"Would you catch me?" I asked, and a slow smile etched his face.

"Do you want to find out?" He asked.

We faced each other, staring the other down, calling the others bluff. I wasn't going to back down, and it didn't seem like he was either. I slowly starts to take off my heels, and his smile turned into a grin.

"Really, now?" He asked, shocked. Despite wearing a long gown, I managed to jump up on the ledge of the building. "You're really doing this?" He asked, his expression seemingly impressed.

He removed his suit jacket, then climbed up on the ledge with me until we were face to face. I turned around to stare down at the pavement, my stomach doing a hundred dances.

After looking down, I turned back around to face him. "Having second thoughts?" He asked.

"No." I said breathlessly. I had always been afraid of heights, but this time it was different. I knew I was scared, but I didn't care. I wanted to do anything - be anything. For him. For me? I couldn't tell the difference anymore.

Finally deciding, I closed my eyes tight, then let go.

Before I knew it, my feet had left the ground, and I knew that it was either death or love at that point. I only felt myself falling for a split second, and then I came to a hard stop as Jay grabbed my arm tight.

I opened my eyes finally, looking up at him holding onto me tight. I blinked in shock, looking down as I dangled from the tall building. He began to laugh, and I looked up at him lovingly. I can't believe I did this! I can't believe he actually caught me!

"You..." he trailed off, my body still dangling like a flag with my dress on. "You are the girl of my dreams." He exclaimed, lifting me back up.

His words made me smile proudly at myself, and I threw my arms around him. "That was..." I trailed off, not able to form words.

"You are." He smiled, kissing me hard on the mouth.

I imagined how we looked, two people standing on a ledge; making out like death didn't scare the hell out of us. But I gladly accepted all of his challenges, and he gladly gave them.