Play For Me
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Closing my eyes tight, I hissed in air through gritted teeth and tried not to cry out.
After seating himself deep inside me, Jack stopped moving. “Clio? What is it? Am I hurting you?” The concern in his voice forced my eyes open, and he saw the truth there.
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard. “This is your first time, isn’t it?” he asked, his voice raspy.
I nodded.
He closed his eyes, sucked in a breath, and dropped his forehead to mine. After a minute, he lifted his head and gazed into my eyes. “Do you want to stop, baby? Because if that’s what you want, that’s what we’ll do.”
So of course, I fell in love with him all over again. “No. Give me a second to adjust to you.” I pulled in a breath, held it, and let it go. “You’re kinda big, you know, even if I was experienced.”
He grinned at my compliment before he leaned down and took my nipple in his mouth, laving and sucking and arrowing pleasure straight to my core. Involuntarily, I tightened my pussy around him. Jack groaned into my skin and pulled most of the way out of me before he plunged back in. This time his thrust stretched me, but without the sting. There was so much of him, but I discovered that when I tightened my inner muscles around him, hot, dark, incredible sensations shot through me.
“Oh fuck, Clio. You catch on quick. And it’s been so long for me. If you don’t cool it, I’m going to have no choice but to finish before you do.” Jack panted. He stopped moving and held himself rigid above me, the cords in his neck standing out in relief as he fought for control.
“It feels good to you too when I do this?” I clamped myself around him again, and he moaned.
“Jesus, you have no idea how good, baby.”
I smiled and ran my hands up over his sculpted chest and broad shoulders to his neck, which I held the same way I liked him to hold me. “Come here. I need a kiss.”
Jack bent down and gave me what I wanted, his kiss lighting me up as always, and I arched into him. Of their own volition, my legs wrapped around him, and he started pumping into me. The first sting of his body entering mine became a distant memory as the pressure built deep in my belly. Soon, I was lost as wave and after wave of pleasure washed over me, and I cried his name over and over like a song.
“Clio!” Jack shouted as he joined me, our bodies fused into one being of completeness.
When at last my body stopped pulsing and the green lights no longer flashed behind my eyelids and I could breathe somewhat normally again, I relaxed my arms from their tight hold around his shoulders to smooth my hands up and down the warm, resilient skin and muscles of his broad back. Sighing in contentment, I brushed a kiss where his shoulder met his neck and smiled into his skin.
“Are you alive?” I asked, a smile in my voice.
“Barely.” His reply was muffled by his face-plant in the pillow beneath my head.
“That was amazing, Jack. I never understood what the big deal was before. Now I think I do.”
He lifted his head to stare into my eyes. “Clio.” He stopped and dropped his head back onto the pillow beside mine. “You have no idea how big a deal you are,” he mumbled.
At least that’s what I thought he said. I couldn’t be completely sure with his face buried in the pillow. Finally, he rolled off me, the loss of his heat leaving a trail of goose bumps over my skin. He slid off the bed and ambled into the bathroom to dispose of the condom.
Somehow, we’d wrestled the sheets and blankets down on the bed, and I slipped off my sandals before pulling up the covers and burrowing beneath them. As I lay there replaying what had happened between us, the mattress sagged as Jack returned to bed. He gathered me to him, spooning himself behind me, his arm protectively wrapped around my middle. “Sleep a little, babe,” he whispered into my neck.
I settled back into him and drifted into a doze. The next thing I knew, Jack’s hand was between my legs, his clever fingers gliding over my wet center. When I wiggled against him, I could feel his hard arousal snugged tightly in the cleft of my ass. “About time you woke up, Clio.” The smile in his voice as he spoke into my neck warned me we weren’t done.
He pulled away from me enough so he could roll me onto my back. With a grin, he climbed on top of me and kissed me crazy. In the space of a breath, I went from sound asleep to wildly needing to touch him everywhere. I couldn’t keep my hands still, and he laughed into my mouth. “I like the way you wake up, babe.”
Reaching across the bed to the nightstand, he retrieved another condom from a box in the drawer there, and a troubling thought flitted through my mind as I watched him tear open the packet and roll it over his erection. Another smile into my eyes chased all thought from my head. Parting my legs, he pushed into me slowly, testing my readiness for him, my level of comfort. When I lifted my hips, silently inviting him all the way in, I didn’t have to ask twice.
Though I braced myself for a repeat of the sting, it didn’t come. Instead, I sensed a perfect fullness through my entire body as I pulsed around Jack’s thick length. Knowing where we were headed this time, I participated with my whole self, touching him everywhere I could reach, kissing his mouth, his neck, his shoulders, his chest. I dragged my nails up and down his broad back as he increased his rhythm in response to my touch. When we came together the second time, I shattered into a million tiny stars and fell asleep with Jack still inside me.