I look up from her nipple, lick it a few times while holding her eyes to smirk, “Well, then I’m about to blow your mind.”
She bursts out laughing. “You’re such a cocky fucker, Jason! I swear, can you have a little bit of modesty?!!”
My answer is rising up and devouring her. Lifting her while wrapping her legs around my hips. Grabbing her ass and grinding my erection onto her pussy, which I know is pulsing hard for my cock right now.
She moans into my mouth.
I growl back.
She bites my lip and I nearly go insane.
Pushing her against the wall I grind our bodies together and massage her naked breasts while lashing tongues with her until she’s gasping for air and panting like she might cum just from this. With her legs locked around me I yank my shirt off and am about to kiss her, but the way she’s looking at my chest stops me. I grin and she glances up to meet my eyes, hers full of shock laced with lust.
“What are you thinking right now?”
“I want to eat you alive,” she whispers.
I lose the smile. “I know the feeling.” Setting her down, I spin her around so fast that she slaps the wall to stabilize herself. I yank down her jeans over her ass, pulling the thong partially down with it. Hooking my finger under its lacey strap I slide it down her hips while chewing my way down her skin as each inch is revealed.
“What are you doing?” she moans.
Wrapping my arm around both her legs, I lift her off the ground and tear the pants and panties off, throwing them to the side. Then both her legs get spread and I arch her ass out and shove my face in it, reaching my tongue to her pussy to taste her for the first time. She makes the sexiest surprised sound, moaning as I work her. To add to her pleasure I stroke her folds with eager fingers, searching for and finding her sensitive and hard, tiny bean.
“You’re so wet,” I growl. She’s panting now, and begging me to stop. “You really want me to?”
“Noooooo.” She bends over more and gives me full access to her cunt from behind. “I’m just a little stunned. Keep going!”
I hold her thigh with one of my hands, rubbing it in rhythm to my licks, sliding the fingers of my other hand around her folds while I eat her out. I keep teasing her clit like I’m not coming back for it, then flicking it until she fucking starts screaming.
“Oh my God! Oh Jesus!”
Her pussy begins contracting around my tongue and she’s so wet and ready for more that I just might blow right now I’m so turned on. I cup her and tongue her while she cums, stretching out her screams until she goes boneless with me having to catch her.
“Your mouth is all shiny,” she smiles up at me as I carry her to my couch.
“Yeah, well, someone got excited,” I growl, eager to fuck her. I wish I was the first, but I’m glad I’m the second and that he sucked. I want to be the only one who made her scream like that. And I plan on doing it again right now.
Setting her down gently I straighten up I gaze at her naked body, her eyes hooded, lips curved in a happy smile.
Feeling an ache in my chest at how much I care for her, I rasp, “You’re beautiful.”
Her face twists up and she covers it with her small hands. “Don’t lie to me.”
I bend to pull her hands off. “Hey, I wouldn’t lie about that. You’re beautiful. You are.”
“No, Simone’s beautiful,” she moans, turning her face so I can’t see her.
Fuck. That. Shit.
I climb on top of Sarah, straddling her, my jeans and sneakers still on. Gently turning her face to make her look into my eyes I tell her, “Sarah, I don’t want Simone. I want you. I’m falling in love with you.”
Tears spring to her eyes and she blinks at me. “Don’t say that if you don’t mean it, Jason.”
“You’re going to find how much I mean it,” I whisper, bending to kiss her. She ropes her arms around my neck and rises up, returning my kisses while tears fall down her cheeks. I can feel them and they’re killing me.
If I could go back in time I would have picked her. And I’m going to do everything in my power from this day forward to make that right.
She reaches for my zipper and I start laughing. “Well now, who’s eager?”
Grinning she says, “I want to see the reason you’re so full of yourself.”
“Oh yeah? You think you’re ready for this?”
“Totally,” she shoots back. “Can’t wait.”
Jumping off the couch and hard as ever, I kick off my sneakers and yank my socks off.
“Jeez,” she says with a roll of her eyes. “Why is this taking so fucking long? Stalling?”
Forcing myself to stop laughing, I cock an eyebrow. “My socks aren’t sexy. I want you to have the full impact when you see me naked for the first time. I want it to really hit you like you’re seeing the Grand Canyon or Stonehenge.”
“Oh my God,” she groans. “You’re too much. I mean, really. This has been fun but I think I’ve changed my mind.”
I unzip my pants, push them down and step out of them. I was going commando. So I’m completely on display for her now.
Her mouth drops open and her eyes go wide. “Holy shit,” she whispers.
“Watch this,” I grin, laying my hand near my naked cock and using the thick muscle to bounce it onto my palm. “It does tricks.”
She covers her mouth and rises on her knees. Through her fingers she shouts, “What the hell am I going to do with that thing?! You’re fucking enormous!!”
I start walking to her, offering my throbbing erection in my hand.
“Well, if you want to leave now, I’m not stopping you.”
Sarah surprises the hell out of me by sliding off the couch and kneeling in front of my body, reaching for my dick with open lips. “You don’t have to do that…” I begin but my words choke off as she takes me into her mouth, grabbing the base since she couldn’t possibly take it all in on the first try.
I groan and sway as she licks and sucks me.
My veins start pulsing and goosebumps shoot down my abs as she reaches for my balls and lightly cups them.
“Holy shit,” I moan.
She keeps going and she’s pretty fucking good.
“How do you know how to do that?”
She shuts me right up by moaning on my cock and touching her index finger to the skin just behind my sack. I groan and feel the surge begin, the heat that sets me throbbing like I’m going to shoot everything into her mouth before I’m ready to.
“Stop! Stop. God.”
But she just moves faster.
I have to pull away from her panting lips. “That’s it. I have to fuck you.”
Almond colored eyes gaze at me with shameless lust and I swear I’ve never seen anything sexier. I grab her, toss her on the couch and fight the urge to fuck her doggy style. It’s our first time. She’s barely had sex in her life. I’m going to do this face-to-face so no hidden insecurities come out and fuck this up for us. Hovering over her I look into her eyes and say, “Hey.”
She smiles and touches my face. “Hi Jason.”
Sliding my hand between her legs I groan as she spreads them for me, giving me access. “I want you so badly, Sarah.”
“Then take me.”
Growling, I kneel between her thighs and stroke her slippery cunt a few times, really slow with my thumb as I kiss her. Our tongues dance as I push my hips in, touching the blunt tip of my cock to her opening. Rising up to watch her face, I begin to penetrate her, slowly thrusting in and hissing through gritted teeth. “You’re so tight,” I moan, trying not to move too quickly yet.
She’s grimacing slightly as her walls expand to allow me entry. Licking her lips she searches my face, her breasts rising in halting breaths.
“Relax, Sarah. I’m here with you.”
She nods and a tear slips down her cheek. “I don’t cry!”
“I don’t see any tears,” I murmur.
She grins briefly because she knows I saw it
“You’re so big!”
“You want me to go slower?”
“I want you to go faster!”
Chuckling, I rasp, “Then here we go.” I start to move the way I want to, plunging in a little deeper every time. I can feel her body start to relax more and open with the pleasure, and her back arches on a sexy moan.
“Oh my God! Jason!” she cries out, clawing my back as I finally dive in all the way to the hilt, pushing her leg open more with one of my knees. I grab her breast and flick the crest with my thumb while groaning and closing my eyes as I ram her without forgiveness.
As she cums on my cock she starts screaming, the sound so sexy my eyes roll back in my head. The pulsing of her orgasm is so good that all I can see is white-hot heat again. My thighs start throbbing and my cock starts to burn with its release. She claws her way up and grabs my head, kissing me as I cum, body jerking with hers.
“Fuck!” I groan into her lips. “You’re so fucking tight, Sarah, Jesus, I can’t stop cumming.” She grinds her pussy and hips into me and I shout, “Holy shit!” and collapse on her as she rains kisses all over my jaw.
Our chests are rising in harmony as we catch our breath, panting and gasping for air. “I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“For what?”
Burrowing into her soft, curly red hair I murmur, “For not seeing you earlier. I’m sorry.” She strokes my head with her nails and doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t need to. She just needed to listen. Nothing she could say right now would make this moment any more perfect.
Sarah
Rolling over in Jason’s bed I stretch my arm to search for him before opening my eyes. When I feel his side empty, I crack a groggy glance around and see I’m alone. Stretching my body like a cat feels so good after the workout that man’s been giving me. I keep waiting for him to get tired, but it’s been three days and we’ve only gotten out of bed to eat and shower.
Sounds from the kitchen travel over the divider wall and I smile, listening to him humming as he cooks breakfast. “What’s better than waking up to the smell of bacon?” I call out.
With mock-seriousness he calls back, “Waking up to the smell of my cock!”
Laughing I throw the cover off and walk out, buck naked. He’s naked, too, and looking gorgeous as ever. “I knew you were going to say that, Jason.”
“You set ‘em up, I’ll knock ‘em down,” he smirks, using a fork to turn strips over in order to brown them to a nice crisp. His eyes rest several hot moments on my bouncing breasts and he breathes in through his teeth a sexy hiss.
I might have made this walk a little bouncier than normal.
It’s been heaven to feel his hungry looks lighting me up. They’ve freed me to walk around like this without insecurity. I’m average looking. Cute, maybe. But Jason makes me feel beautiful just as I am. Not just with his saying it, which he’s done several times at the most unexpected moments, but by how he looks at me.
No one has ever looked at me the way he does.
“Still sore, babe?”
Nodding, I murmur, “Mmhmm. But I don’t mind.”
“Come over here,” he growls.
I hurry over to his side and he slides his free hand between my legs. My tummy clenches with desire immediately. He’s conditioned this response. Dampness is just my way of life now. I’m going to have to buy extra panties.
As he teases my pussy I moan at his skill. Can’t be jealous of any of the girls from his past because they’ve made him the talent he is today.
He fingers my clit, sliding the pad of his middle finger slowly over it, then picking up speed on the side he’s discovered is my most sensitive.
I grab onto the counter and bend forward over the bread he’s laid out for toasting. He moves his hand around the back and reaches under my ass, slipping two digits inside my pussy. I arch and moan, closing my eyes in ecstasy.
“Faster, Jason.”
“Dirty tiny bitch, that’s what you are.”
I moan, “Fucking damn right,” craning my ass up higher by rising on my tiptoes.
Jason groans, but keeps poking the bacon with a fork as he fucks me with three fingers now. “Shit, Sarah, you’re making the bacon look boring.”
Panting I shake my head, “Bacon’s never boring.”
He chuckles and pushes his fingers really deep, touching my g-spot. I cry out and rub against his palm. “Cum for me, Sarah. That’s right, you greedy little nemesis.”
Laughing I wiggle against his fingers until a high-pitched moan escapes my core. I slap my palms on the counters as he pushes my orgasm over the edge with the hottest, rough thrusts of his digits. The sounds he’s making, his breath hitching, the masculine groans as he watches me break wide open for him are so fucking hot I want more.
“Fuck me,” I growl.
He chuckles, “I’m cooking.”
“Fuck me right now or you’ll never see me again.”
“Well, since you put it that way.” He tosses the fork in the sink, tearing his sweats down his thighs, coming behind me and ramming into me so hard and fast I cry out from the ache. I’m so sore from the fuck-fest we’ve been having but it’s a delicious feeling to be filled by him when my pussy is still trembling with aftershocks. I’m loving every single fucking second of this.
He snarls through gritted teeth, “Happy now?” as he grips my ass and fucks me from behind.
“No! Harder!”
“Jesus, you’re so fucking hot,” he groans. “And you’re going to get what you asked for you.”
“Call me a bitch again.”
He grabs my hair and pulls my head back to growl in my ear, “How about I call you a cunt?” slamming his whole glorious length into me, balls deep.
“Say cunt again, Jason, you fucking cocky bastard.”
He groans in my ear and I feel his girth thicken inside me. “Sopping wet tight little…cunnnnntttt. Eating me whole. Begging for more.”
“Yes,” I moan. “Keep going.”
“Sarah, I should have known you liked it rough.”
“Harder!”
He chuckles in my ear, grabs my thighs and lifts me off the ground. I’m holding onto the counter like I’m Superman spread eagle flying through the air.
“This is crazy!” I start laughing.
He starts cracking up, too, then moves a little slower. The sensation of his full shaft penetrating me when I’m this slippery and excited is so amazing I start to moan. He lets out a primal sound and growls, “I’m cumming in like two seconds.”
“Me too.” The burning tingles begin to spread and travel all the way down my legs and up my chest as the orgasm approaches. He keeps moving nice and slow, dragging out the agony of nearing ecstasy. I start moaning, sucking in my breath and quivering all over. Jason gets harder right before he cums and that sends me right over the edge.
He roars and starts panting, “I can feel you cumming, baby! Yes! Holy fuck! Yes!”
“Ooooohhhh,” I whimper, knuckles white, everything tense as he pours all of his semen into me until it spills over.
When he lowers my legs I can’t even stand up. I start to collapse but he catches me in time, pulling me against his hard body.
He grunts, “Let’s go out for breakfast.”
I glance over and see the bacon is charred to black. “Mmhmm.”
He chuckles and kisses the top of my hair.
“Finally got you to shut up.”
“I hate you.”
“I hate you, too.”
Sarah
“What are you doing here?” Simone says as I walk into our apartment.
Gripping the key in my hand I shut the door with finality. “Well, I called you every day for a whole two weeks and you never picked up or called me back. So, here I am.”
“Maybe I don’t want to talk to you!” she snaps with an eye roll from the couch. She’s balled up with her knees close to her chest, HBO’s Girls playing on the T.V. with the sound cranked up.
I lay my purse down, walk over and watch for a moment. “You’re re-watching season two?”
With her tone dead she mutters, “Yes.”
Plopping onto our couch beside her, I let time pass without either of us talking. We’ve seen all these episodes together. This is a sign that she misses me. Also, she’s not told me to get the fuck out yet.
When the end credits play, I whisper, “I’m sorry.”
She sucks on her lips and mutters, “Me too.”
We reach for each other’s hands at the same time and clasp them, holding for a moment before letting go. “How’re things with Justin?”
“I finally had to tell him I’m not interested last night. He called me every day. It was really annoying. Between the two of you my phone wouldn’t stop ringing.”
On a smile, I knock her shoulder with mine. “Must be tough being loved.”
All the air leaves her lungs and she squeezes her knees in closer, laying the side of her cheek on them to look at me. “I’ve been lost, Sarah. I didn’t realize how much you did everything for me until you were gone.”
Pain twists my heart up. “Yeah.”
“You’ve done a lot!”
“Yep. But in all fairness, you paid me.”
“Not as much as I should have.”
Smiling ruefully, I remind her, “I do your books — you paid what you could. We just always knew I’d make an actual living when you hit it big.”
“I know,” she murmurs, holding my eyes. “And that’s going to happen now. How’re things with you and Jason?”
“Good. It feels weird you asking me that question.”
She shrugs. “Yeah, but oh well. How’s it going?”
“Good. He told me he sent you the finished album.”
“He did. Did you hear it?”
Shaking my head I confess, quietly, “I thought you should hear it first. Didn’t feel right. I’m normally with you, and it’s your music, so…no.”
“Want to hear it now?”
Smiling with relief and love in my heart, I nod as tears threaten. “Yeah. I’d like that.”
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