Take Care

by Ash Johnson

  ”Jesus, you are so fucking sexy Ada,” I whisper against her shoulder.

  I inhale deeply against her neck to smell sugar, flowers, and the sweet smell of her sweat all mixed together and conclude it’s one of the best smells in the world. After a few kisses across her neck, I make it to her mouth where she instantly sticks her tongue out and mingles it with mine, tasting herself and moaning.

  “Jay?” she says, a bit breathless.

  “Yeah baby,” I say back, wondering if she was just panting out my name or if she really had a question because she stays silent. After a few seconds, she finally answers me.

  “I need you inside me. You need to fuck me, now.”

  I groan loudly. How is it she can turn me on more than I already am?

  I reach to my right for the nightstand drawer to find a condom and rip open the package. Before I can get it out of the wrapper, Ada plucks it out of the foil and twists her body, rolling me onto my back while she kicks off her heels and then straddles me.

  I watch with hooded eyes as she rolls the condom onto my rock solid cock, lightly squeezing me as she goes down, and then shifts her body so that she is positioned right above me.

  With one hand on my dick, she lowers herself onto me and moans loudly while throwing her head back and thrusting her perfectly pink nipples out. She goes down slowly at first so that we can both acclimate ourselves, but once she’s comfortable, she speeds up and tilts her body back, putting her hands behind her on my upper thighs.

  “Oh my God, Jay, you feel so fucking good inside me,” Ada says, flooring me.

  Usually there are two types of women I find myself in bed with- quiet ones that only moan and whimper until we’re done, or the screamers. Most of the time girls don’t talk during sex, and definitely don’t dirty talk, so to hear those words from Ada’s sweet little mouth just lays me out. I thought for sure she’d be a quiet one.

  I scoot us both up and lean my back against the headboard because I want to look into her beautiful eyes, one blue and one green, while she comes. I hear Ada gasp as soon as I sit up and grab a hold of her hips. We start going at it, Ada moving up and down smoothly and me lifting my hips slightly to meet her downward motion.

  I start nipping along her collar bone trying to get a hold of her breast, but she’s moving too much for me to get a solid suction on one. I can feel her inner walls tightening around me, so I know she’s going to come soon and I’m right there with her.

  I start kissing her neck and she floors me again by stilling her movements and mewling “Oh my God, I’m going to come Jay. Fuck me harder and make me come.”

  So I do.

  I thrust myself up with more force and pull on her hips to bring her down harder. She’s so close, so I help her out by biting down on her shoulder, hearing her let out something between a moan and a scream while her whole body stiffens around me. I push into her two more times and then find my own release.

  When we’re both sated, I scoot down the mattress to collapse onto my pillow and Ada lies down on my chest, me still inside of her. She traces the outlines of my mom’s name tattooed on my chest and I run my hand lightly up and down her back while we both calm our breathing.

  “Holy shit, that was amazing,” I whisper to her, trying to think of any other time sex has been that good. The funny thing is that when I try to remember another time sex has been that awesome, my mind comes up blank as to any other woman I’ve ever been with. All I can think of is being with Ada. She has officially taken the number one spot.

  Ada finally lifts herself up, pulling me out of her and lies down on the bed next to me, smiling. I grin back and move toward her so I can kiss her deeply a few times, then decide it’s time to clean up before I get hard again.

  “I’ll be right back, okay?” I say, and then head out my bedroom door to the bathroom down the hall to dispose of my condom. When I’m all cleaned up and make it back to my bedroom, Ada’s standing topless in the middle of my room, zipping her skirt back up and looking around quizzically.

  “Do you know where my bra ended up?” she asks, looking anywhere but at me. I pull my brows together wondering if I did something wrong to make this girl want to bolt out of my house like her hair is on fire.

  Was the sex bad?

  Nah, there’s no way. It couldn’t have been bad because she was way too vocal and praising throughout. Maybe she didn’t feel the spark that I did. Maybe she just doesn’t want to wear out her welcome, and if that’s the case, I’ll have to do everything I can to let her know that she’s very welcome in my bed.

  For some unknown reason I don’t want to dive into, I have a need to make her stay here with me, even if it is for just one night. We don’t even have to have sex again, although another round with this sexy little thing would never be turned down.

  That’s when it hits me hard that, unlike other women, I want to know more about Ada. What does she do for a living? Does she have any siblings? What does she do for fun? I’m about to do something that I’ve never done before in my life, but I can’t stop the words from coming out.

  “Why don’t you stay the night? Don’t worry about your bra, take off your skirt, and get back into bed with me.”

  “Oh, I don’t know Jay. This was fun and all, but I don’t think staying is a good idea,” Ada mutters, still avoiding eye contact.

  I think I actually flinch. That floors me. How did I find this super sexy girl who is the exact opposite of a clinger, and more importantly, how do I get her to stay here with me?

  I walk up to her slowly and wrap my hands around her tiny waist and bend my knees to level myself with her, which is not an easy task with me standing at six foot six and her being at least a foot smaller than I am now that her heels are off, until she looks at me.

  She gives me an uneasy smile and reluctantly wraps her arms around my neck. I lean in and kiss her a few times, waiting for her body to calm down. When I finally feel her body relax, I pull back to speak to her while I unzip her skirt-again.

  “This was fun, and I’m not asking you to move in with me. I’m just asking you to stay a bit longer so that we can see if rounds two and three are going to be as mind blowing as round one was,” I tease, waggling my eyes at her, and hoping that she stays.

  Chapter 9

  Ada

  If this was Rob I would have felt pressured into saying yes, knowing full well that I would just piss him off if I said no. But with Jay, I feel like I can tell him the truth and not worry about his reaction to me. I don’t feel the need to bend over backward to avoid a fight. Plus, Jay is so damned hot I don’t think I have it in me to turn him down, mostly because that was the best sex I’ve ever had.

  Rob was a one time a day, three days a week type of guy. After we’d finish he would just pat me on the hip and thank me before rolling over and falling asleep. Don’t forget about the fact that Rob never went down on me, not once in the two years we were together. It’s not like I didn’t want him to, he just seemed to look at sex as a chore-get it done as quickly as you can so that you can fall asleep. I start to wonder if he was having sex with Millie like that, but luckily Jay puts his forehead on mine and shifts my focus.

  “Come on, Ada, I promise that if you get back in that bed with me I’ll make it worth your while. Please Ada?” Wow, I never pegged Jay as the type of guy that had to beg a woman to get in bed with him.

  “Okay Jay, but you’d better make it worth it. I want to be sore because of you every time I move tomorrow,” I say, raising my eyebrow and smirking at him.

  That wasn’t as hard to say as I thought it would be. I don’t know if it’s the alcohol still buzzing through my system or just because Jay is so sexy, but I like the things that have come out of my mouth tonight because I’m starting to feel like the old Ada again. I was never trashy or anything, I just spoke my mind and it’s nice to feel that coming back to me.

  I smile at Jay and turn around to make my way back to his huge, but simple bed. From somewhere around the room I
hear my phone beep in my purse, signaling an incoming text, but Jay makes me quickly forget it when he lays me down in the middle of the bed and climbs on top of me, smiling.

  “Ada, you just keep being sexy as hell and we’ll make this a night neither of us will forget.” He smirks before placing a chaste kiss on my lips and slowly heading south.

  While he’s teasing my left nipple with his teeth and pinching the right while his other hand travels down, rubbing me between my legs for a few strokes before plunging two fingers into me. There are so many different sensations to focus on that it’s driving me crazy.

  ”Jesus Ada, you are so wet for me,” his gruff voice muffled by my nipple that is still in his mouth. He removes the hand playing my other breast and places it next to my head to steady himself above me.

  I shove my hands in his hair and grab it roughly so I have something to hold onto because I’m having a hard time sitting still. The combination of his fingers inside of me and the scruff from his stubble scratching my sensitive breast is pushing me to the edge of the orgasm cliff.

  “Holy shit, Jay, don’t you dare stop what you’re doing,” I practically yell, but it’s a higher octave than I normally speak in.

  “That feel good, baby?” Jay mumbles, speeding the tempo of his fingers pumping in and out of me.

  “Fuck yes,” I answer.

  “You want me to make you come like this?” he stops teasing my nipple to look into my eyes, the dark brown color shining with mischief.

  I’m so close to coming but I can’t speak, so I just nod and mewl. I keep one hand on the top of his head and move the other hand to the mattress where I grab a handful of his black comforter under us. I have a feeling this is going to be a big one, and I want to be prepared.

  Jay starts pounding his fingers in and out of me and he leans over to the other nipple that he was pinching and bites down with the perfect amount of pressure. My entire body feels like it’s lit from the inside. I’m warm and tingly everywhere.

  He extracts his teeth from my nipple and immediately flicks it with the tip of his tongue. The change in sensations sends me over the edge and light explodes behind my closed eyes while I scream Jay’s name a few times before my body goes lax and I come down.

  ”You are the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, Ada. Where the hell have you been all my life?” he practically whispers before he licks his fingers that were just inside of me clean. I giggle at him as he leans over me to grab another condom out of his nightstand. I watch as he quickly rolls it onto his large cock and then positions himself above me.

  Jay grabs my right knee and wraps it around his waist before grabbing both of my hands and twining our fingers together, placing them above my head. Then he plunges into my still wet core and groans as I tighten my walls when he slowly backs out almost all the way. When he sinks deeper into me with a little more force, I gasp and then moan. He found the sacred g-spot and it feels so good.

  “Ah, so I found it, didn’t I,” he smiles and raises an eyebrow.

  “You feel so damn good inside of me. Please don’t stop,” I say as he hits my button again and again.

  He starts to pick up speed and groans a few times before he speaks again.

  “God, I don’t ever want to stop this. You are so damn tight and you feel fucking awesome,” he drawls while looking down into my eyes. I can see the sweat start to bead on his forehead. Then he slows his tempo and leans down to kiss me, but it’s not a ravaging kiss like I would have expected. This kiss is slow and sweet, like he’s trying to tell me something.

  When he breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes, his dark brows are creased like he’s trying to figure something out, but it’s gone a few seconds later when he buries his head in the crook of my neck and increases his speed again.

  “Faster Jay, God I’m almost there. Please, go faster,” I’m pleading with him because my body is on fire. I’m so close, especially with him pounding into my g-spot continuously. With something like a groan mixed with a growl coming out of Jay’s mouth, he speeds up and after three thrusts I’m exploding and turning my head away from his ear as I’m screaming his name.

  One thrust later, Jay follows, his body stiffens and he’s moaning my name. He pulls out and rolls to his right off of me, both of us panting and staring at the ceiling.

  We both lie there trying to regain our breaths when a small giggle erupts from my mouth.

  “What are you laughing about?” Jay asks breathlessly, turning his head toward me and raising his eyebrow.

  “That was amazing! I can’t remember sex being that good, ever,” I say, turning my head to look at him with a stupid grin on my face.

  After a few chuckles, Jay responds, “Yeah, that was, but I think it helps when the person you’re sleeping with is amazing.”

  “I think you’re pretty amazing yourself,” I smile and bite on my lower lip, thinking he’s complimenting me.

  “Oh, I was talking about me. Did you think I meant that you were amazing? Conceited much?” he jokes. I laugh and lean over to lightly slap his rock hard abs just above the sexy V, finally getting a better look at the tattoo that spans from his shoulder to his elbow around his right arm. Trees- interesting.

  There are so many different images on his left arm that it’s hard to focus on them all. I caught a glimpse of the one on the left side of his chest when we first got naked and wondered who Jane was, but chose not to question him about it.

  “I’m going to clean up real quick and I expect you to still be naked and in this bed when I get back,” he sits up and raises his brows as he points his finger at me.

  “Yes sir,” I tease with a mock salute and lightly laugh. With a smile and a shake of his head, he gets out of his bed and starts walking to the door. I take a moment to inspect his finely sculpted ass and his muscular back. He looks like a statue of a Greek god. How in the hell did I get lucky enough to end up in bed with that fine specimen tonight?

  I smile and for the first time look around his room to see if I can get a better idea of who Jay is.

  It’s relatively bare. The walls are a light blue and have a few posters of almost naked women with what look like boxing gloves on. The king size bed is set in the middle of the back wall with a simple wrought iron headboard and a black comforter with blue sheets. To the right of his bed is a small nightstand with an alarm clock and a lamp, which is turned on.

  Above his headboard there is pair of what look like boxing gloves with the fingertips cut off of them tied together and hung from a nail, and a single window with shear black curtains sits to the left of the bed.

  I’m guessing he’s either a boxer or likes boxing then since we didn’t get into the topic of what either of us do for a living tonight; we were too busy making out to talk.

  There is a gym bag on the floor by his closet, but the rest of his room is very clean. I’m nodding my approval of the cleanliness of the room when Jay walks back in.

  “Glad to see that your sexy ass is still in my bed,” he smiles. I smile back and watch him walk around the bed and slide under the comforter next to me. He starts to lift the blanket up under me and instructs me to get under the covers with him. I do and he turns me onto my side away from him and wraps his large arm around my waist.

  After a few minutes of dead silence, Jay clears his throat and places his lips just behind my right ear before he lightly speaks.

  “Ada, how old are you today?”

  “I turned twenty five today. How old are you?” I wonder.

  “I’m twenty seven,” he answers. “How tall are you?” he continues. I smile because I know he’s a giant compared to me. My head was hitting under his shoulder when we were standing in the club and I was in heels.

  “I’m five three. How tall are you?” I say, smiling wider when he starts to laugh.

  “Holy shit,” he softly chuckles. “I’m six foot six. Jesus you are short!”

  “I’m not short, I’m fun sized!” I retort. “Maybe you’re just a giant
,” I shoot back and smile to myself as his body shakes with laughter.

  “Fun sized, I like that. You definitely are fun and very sexy, that’s for damn sure.” I can hear the smile in his voice as he talks. A yawn loudly escapes my lips before I can cover it with my hand. All that activity wore me out and I’m exhausted.

  “Tired baby?” Jay asks, lightly running his fingers back and forth across my stomach.

  “Yeah, you wore me out,” I smile, closing my eyes and loving the sound of him calling me baby, even though I’m sure he calls all the girls he brings home some pet name so they don’t get pissed when he forgets their name. Before I can register that Jay just said something else, I fall asleep.

  ***

  A few hours later, I wake with a start. It takes me a few seconds to figure out where I am and slow my racing heart down. I’m still lying in Jay’s bed and his arm is lazily draped across my stomach as he lightly snores behind me.

  I know that I need to get up and leave before morning comes and I have to do the always fun walk of shame, so I try to snake my way out from under Jay’s arm, but it has the opposite effect. He tightens his grip on my waist and mumbles under his breath and a few seconds later goes back to his snoring.

  I smile at the fact that he talks in his sleep, but realize that I need to get out of here. I’m sure he’s not looking to start a relationship with me and I just got divorced and shouldn’t be looking for something right now, either. This was strictly a one night stand.

  I tenderly pick up his hand and slide my body out from underneath it before I lay his hand back down on the bed. After I find all of my clothes, minus my shredded underwear which have disappeared, I take one last look at Jay lying in the middle of his giant bed. He has large muscles are sticking out of every inch of the blanket, which is barely covering him. I can still picture his body flexing every time he thrust into me. He looks younger than his twenty seven years while he sleeps peacefully with his scruffy face and dark hair sticking up. I smile and turn to walk out the door.