by JM LOWE
Jacks spread her wider, his stiff tongue probing as his lips continued the assault of her clit, she tasted like fucking nectar, and he wanted more.
He probed her harder with his tongue and when he felt her pussy starting to pulse he knew she was close to her release. He moved his tongue back to her clit, fast hard licks again and again, her cry’s filling the room, he slipped two fingers into her pussy working her like she had never been finger fucked before, she was done for, her climax pulsing inside her, her juices coating his hand, she throbbed into his mouth and he fucking loved it.
"That’s it sweetheart, cum for me" Jacks looked at her face as she fell apart, her legs almost giving way.
Hannah closed her eyes as the spasms of pleasure racked through her body, every limb seemed affected, even her calf muscles had twitched as her orgasm took over, never had she experienced anything like it, this was a first.
She slowly opened her eyes, Jacks stood and took her hand, leading them both to the bathroom, he turned on the shower then turned to her.
His kiss was deep, no hesitation, he explored her mouth and she his, she could taste herself on him; that was new, already he was bringing her need for more to the surface.
They stepped in and the kiss continued as the water hit them both, Hannah wasn't sure if it was the heat from the shower or Jacks kisses that made her skin tingle with Goosebumps, but she didn’t care.
He took the wash cloth and bottle of citrus shower gel, and started to wash her body, covering every inch, before the shower rinsed her clean, stealing kisses in between. He couldn’t get enough.
"My turn..." She took the cloth from him, added more gel and then returned the favour, washing almost every inch, he turned to face her, she swallowed as her hand closed around his cock, Jacks head went back and his eyes closed, Hannah smiled when she saw his reaction.
It gave her the confidence to carry on. She washed him thoroughly, her hands gently pulling him back as she made sure every part of him was clean. Then she dropped the cloth and took him in her hand; flesh on flesh.
Jacks jumped, he hadn’t been expecting that, her touch like fire on his skin. This was gonna be over dam quick if he didn’t take control of the situation.
Jacks wanted her as though his very existence depended on it, but it was gonna be in bed where he could take his time, make her scream his name, beg him for more, not up against a shower wall where it would be three thrusts and over, cause if she didn’t stop what she was doing, that was all it was gonna be and she deserved so much more than that.
He took her hand and kissed her palm.
"Come on Sweetheart, I want you in bed..."
Words between them had been few, mouths being used for other things, fuck, who needed words anyway, their hands had done plenty of talking.
He took a towel, handed it to her then took one for himself, Hannah used hers to remove the excess water from her hair, before dropping it on the floor.
Jacks couldn’t wait, he picked her up, her legs wrapping around his hips as the barrage of kisses continued between them. His cock catching on her entrance, she was wet, fuck, he needed to get her in bed and soon. He needed to be balls deep in her like his life depended on it.
"Han which..."
"Mine. Mine..." the kiss never being broken.
He kicked open the door, carried her over to the bed and laid her on her back, her head resting on a pillow, why had he waited so long? Hell, if he knew this was what was waiting for him, he would have been on the first plane here as soon as his tags where off.
Jacks stepped back, he needed to see her, Christ she was beautiful, he palmed his cock as she looked back at him, her legs falling apart as she exposed herself to him.
"Fuck Han..."
She giggled as she saw the effect she was having on him. Leaning over, she opened her bedside draw and took out a small foil packet; two things went through his mind, one, thank fuck; the other what the fuck? Grateful that she had protection, yet a primal urge to kill whichever fucker had been in her bed before him.
He put the later to one side for now as he watched her tear open the packet. She made her way to the end of the bed and took his shaft in her hand, his eyes suddenly shot wide open as she gave the slit a strong forceful lick "Mmmm" taking the condom, she rolled it onto him. He had never watched a woman do that before and hell if it wasn’t the biggest turn on.
Hannah made her way further up the bed and he followed like an obedient puppy, Jacks positioned himself, bending her right leg to make his entrance easier, then he took a finger and ran it the length of her sex, Hannah shivered, she was so fucking wet and it wasn’t just from the shower ...
He inched in, she gave a loud gasp, he was big, he knew he was, so gave her time to adjust to him before he pushed in further. Her natural lubrication made the intrusion smooth, but he still felt her tight around him as he stole her breath.
"You ok sweetheart?" he asked as he started to move.
"Mmmmmm..." came the reply, then "Oh..."
This was pure fucking heaven, he could feel her muscles clenching around him as he picked up his pace and increased the pressure.
He was in a strong rhythm now, any worry about hurting her gone, she was taking him, all of him and she was loving it, her moans 'oh' 'yes' and 'more' willing him on, coating every inch of his hard cock in her juices.
Her eyes wide open, watching him as he thrust his hips harder into her, willing her to cum again.
She cupped her breasts and she cried out, he knew she was close, hoped to god she was close, he wasn't going to last much longer and as he felt her spasm and her pussy start to clench him tighter, he gave in and allowed his own pleasure to ripple through his body ... his orgasm manifesting in a deep throated groan, his powerful muscles pulsed, shooting his seed into her.
Hannah smiled as he slowly pulled out of her, watching him as he removed the condom before taking it to the bathroom. She heard him washing himself and then he was back in her room.
She was laid with her eyes closed, the duvet covering what he knew was her naked beautiful body, without hesitation, he pulled the covers back, slipped in behind her and kissed the back of her head as she snuggled back, pushing her ass into his lap, he was right where he wanted to be and this he thought was going to be a long night, something he was more than happy about.
"Jacks ..." her voice was low and sleepy
"Hmmm?"
"Do we tell Harry?" the question wasn’t what he had expected, not right after he had just fulfilled one of his oldest fantasies... although the real Hannah had just blown that out of the water.
"Well, I wasn’t planning on calling him right this second, but yeah, we tell Harry. Kind of got to Han; not a shit in Hells chance I'm keeping my hands off you now sweetheart, Harry's just gonna have to deal."
Hannah turned to face him, the room was dark, but the moon shone enough that she could see his face. "Oh..."
"Oh? Did you think I would bed you then shake your hand in the morning? Thank you for a good time and go back to how it was?" He looked back at her, trying to figure out where she was going with this.
"I don’t know." She turned her eyes down, embarrassed.
"Hannah, look at me; and listen, I don't do the cut and run, or if I did I don't anymore. Things have changed, you have got to me, I have no fucking idea why or how, but all I know is that in just over twenty-four hrs you have fucked my head up so much that I can't think straight." Jacks new his words probably shocked her but he couldn’t help it.
"Oh"
"Yeah oh, but it's almost 4am on a Sunday morning and if you don’t stop looking at me the way you do, we aren’t going to be getting much sleep before the sun comes up, I think we need to continue this conversation in the morning.”
Hannah gave that giggle again and his dick twitched, what the hell was she doing to him?
She rolled over then rolled back to face him, a small foil packet between her teeth.
"Fuck me" his dick sprung to life.
"I thought that was my line ..." this time no giggle ...
Jacks and Hannah finally gave into sleep just before 05:30 am ...she had so much to tell Emma, one pizza wasn't going to be enough.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Jacks woke to the sound of singing coming from the kitchen.
He looked across and saw that Hannah was still sleeping, Harry!
He hadn’t checked his phone, couldn't, shit, it was next to his bed, his bed ... and he was in Hannah’s, man ... he couldn't even make an excuse, he didn't want to make an excuse, Harry knew the deal, it had happened, no point hiding from it.
He got out of bed slowly, grabbed the towel from last night and wrapped it around himself, trying to cover his morning boner. Fucking excellent timing; morning sex was his absolute favourite, and he was hoping to indulge in her more than once before they had to get up, although after last night Hannah sex full stop was his new favourite.
He needed to talk to Harry before she woke. Needed to know what the hell was going on, he would go spare if all he would be doing was babysitting, fuck that, they needed to get this shit moving. And he needed to face Harry as her BIG BROTHER, the sooner this face off was delt with the sooner they could get down to business.
"He's gonna kick your ass..." A sleepy Hannah spoke but didn’t lift her head from the pillow or open her eyes ...
Jacks leaned over, kissed her head "You're worth it, go back to sleep." Hannah smiled, but still didn’t open her eyes, sleep taking hold again.
"Good morning to you too." Harry stood leaning against the kitchen counter, raising a hot cup of coffee to his lips.
He was dressed in black cargo pants, boots and a black none descript hoodie.
"Burgle any houses lately?" Jacks asked while taking in Harrys clothing.
"Get some clothes on and we will sit and discuss shit, after we talk about why you have just crept out of my sisters’ room with a girl towel covering your bare ass." Harry took another sip of his coffee and smiled to himself as he watched Jacks squirm before he disappeared to get dressed.
Jacks threw on the sweats from last night and a clean T-shirt, walked over to the counter where Harry had poured him a coffee and set it on the counter. He nodded in thanks as he sat on one of the high stools, and waited.
"If ya gonna bust my balls over Han don't bother ... She matters alright." Jacks wasn't prepared to wait for Harry to broach the subject, he did it first, he wasn’t about to allow the fucker any more enjoyment at his expense, might as well get it over with.
"We both knew this was coming, and after our conversation, I’m shocked that it took you as long as it did. I'm neither blind nor stupid, even your mum has been telling me about how you have been moping around for months." Harry finished his coffee before pouring himself another cup.
"My mum? What the…" Jacks looked confused.
"Yeah ya mum, we share the odd phone call, every now and then she checks in on us, ever since the funeral. We had quite the laugh at your expense when I told her about the crush you had on Han, the one you thought no one knew about, but that everyone knew about, she said it explained a lot, about how you had been moping around the place, no dating, not even going out much, just work and gym, who the fuck turns down beer? You apparently." Harry was laughing now as he watched Jacks squirming in his seat.
"Everyone knew? What all of you?" Jacks asked, shit had he been that bad?
"Yeah asswipe, you have no idea how many skulls I threatened to crack if they teased you about it, I know the type of banter that goes around between a bunch of ugly mother fuckers who had been holed up on the side of a mountain, who haven’t seen a nice ass or pair of tits in months and I was damned if my sister was gonna be the subject matter for that little conversation, so I told them to keep their fucking mouths shut, but yeah we knew, we all fucking knew."
Jacks sat, shit, "well this isn't how my Sunday morning's usually start. And where are we on our little problem?"
"I pulled in a couple of favours, some of the old guys laid around on their asses doing nothing, so I called them. From what I found out yesterday I think we are gonna need to come up with a little more than a one-man assault team and you watching Han. Give me a gun and a target and I'm with you, but if I'm honest, thinking straight isn’t my best feature at the moment. We need to come up with a solution that we can pull off without leaving a trail back to us, I called Java and the twins and Doc, they are arriving later tonight." Harry ran his hand through his hair and sighed, "I figured the best thing was to wait until tonight when Han and Em have their Sunday night chick flick marathon. I have a feeling you're gonna be the main topic of conversation during that chow down."
Jacks sat on the bed and watched her as she slept, he summoned every ounce of his will power not to wake her, to take her again, instead he was trying to find a way to tell her the truth, how he had ended up in her spare room and then in her bed, he just hoped she would understand.
She deserved the world and he would do everything in his power to give it to her, he didn't do the romance thing, any girl he had bedded had been to fulfil an need, an urge, he was ashamed to admit to himself that he had used women, ok so they had been more than happy to be used, some even using him, but none of it had any meaning or feeling behind it, it was just sex, pure and simple, no frills, and that was fine. Only now it wasn't, and if he was being honest with himself, this wasn't sex, ok so it was, but it was more and he wanted it to be more for her too, all he had to do was convince her of that. Suddenly the idea of wiping Carlos Sanchez off the face of the earth became very very appealing.
"He didn't kill you then I see." Hannah opened one eye, the light shining through the window causing her to squint as she tried to focus.
"Nope, still very much alive." he leaned against the pillow and traced his finger down her face and neck. "Can I ask you something? And don't take my head off"
"Am I going to want to take your head off?" The question catching her off guard, she was still in her new found post orgasmic happy place and didn’t really feel like letting the world back in just yet. She sat up in the bed, the covers pulled up over her breasts, her messed hair wild and untamed.
"What’s with the condoms in the bedside draw?" He had been thankful, yet pissed when she had pulled them out last night, he had an uncontrollable need to know who had been in her bed before him, had an uncontrollable urge to go hunt and kill some fucker.
"Not that it's any of your business, but they were free samples, a rep came around the bar, installed a condom machine in the bathrooms and left a few samples." she folded her arms, not knowing whether to be flattered or pissed at his enquiry.
"So no old boyfriends that I might need to keep an eye out for?" She had no idea how relieved he was to hear the words ‘Free Sample’
"Don't you worry, my boyfriend has gone on a fishing trip with my husband. You’re quite safe." she pulled the covers back and climbed out of bed. "I need a shower, and then I am kicking you out, as much as you find me irresistible, Sunday night is girls night, always has been, always will be. And now Harry is back, you can go do the catch up that you're in town for."
Jacks watched as she walked naked towards the bathroom. Down boy, he thought as the sight of her bare ass stirred him to life.
He sat on the bed and leaned his head back against the wall, took his phone out of his pocket, pulled up Harry's number and typed
'SHE'S KICKING ME OUT FOR A CHICK FEST, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. BE AT YOURS IN AN HOUR, I WILL NEED FOOD.’ Send.
'TOLD YA. WAIT TIL EM ARRIVES THEN COME MINE. ONCE THEY START CHICK FEST A NUCLEAR BOMB WON'T MOVE THEM OUT THAT APARTMENT'
Jacks had wanted this woman since before she knew he even existed, he had the approval of her brother, her family, his mum already knew how he felt about Hannah, well not exactly, he didn’t think anyone would ever understand how he felt about her, and now she was in his soul.
A flurry of excitement suddenly took hold, he wondered where she would want to g
o on a date with him? And where the shit did that unexpected little tit bit come from? He had never done the boyfriend girlfriend thing before, never met anyone he wanted it with before, until now. Dating was going to be a whole new concept to him, but it was one he found himself wanting to try with her, why not, if it made her happy, right now he would do anything to make her happy, it was going to be his new mission in life.
The shower turned off and Hannah as naked as she had been when she walked out, walked back in the room.
"You need to shower, and then get ya ass out of here, trust me you are not gonna want to be here when Em arrives, she will chew your ears off." Hannah completely oblivious to the effect she was having on him walked across the room and took underwear from her draw.
Jacks stood, mouth open, no sound, he could have been dribbling spit and wouldn't have cared at this moment in time, she had no idea, no idea at all what she was doing to him, man he needed a shower, a cold one, sub-zero would be more like it, damn.
"And what exactly are you planning on telling Em during this chick fest of yours?" He folded his arms, not caring that his dick was hard and on show through the material of his sweat pants.
"Oh come on, you can't expect a girl to have mind blowing sex with a total stud muffin and not share it with her best friend" She pulled on her jeans and wriggled her hips as she hitched them over her ass. "Relax, I'm not about to tell her how you ravaged me all-night, it's gonna be the same as every Sunday, Pizza, beer movie, ice cream and me having to listen to Em trying not to talk about my brother."
"So not us then?" He asked
"No, well yeah, but no. I'm keeping something for myself. Now, go shower." She pointed to the door and he reluctantly backed out of the room, taking in the swell of her breasts as she pulled on her shirt, this was going to be a longer shower than he usually had and it was all her fault.