“So fucking perfect,” he moans under his breath.
He takes hold of my thighs and bends them back into me, then straightens his back up more. His thrusts get faster and harder as he continues to watch himself move inside me.
He starts hitting against my walls in a way that makes my toes curl and I dig my nails into his biceps.
“Don't stop, whatever you're doing, don't stop,” I beg, my eyes rolling back from the ecstasy I'm feeling. Holy hell, I never thought it would feel this good. No wonder people become sex addicts.
Jay widens my legs more to drive inside me with more force and my back arches from the ripple of pleasure it causes. He slides his arms under my arched back and pulls me up. We are both sitting with our knees bent at each others sides. I bite down on his neck from how deeply he's inside of me. He places his hands under my butt to lift it and get more movement.
The more we move the more I cling to his neck and bury my face in it. I push my butt out, wanting to feel more of him sink inside when I bring it back down.
“Oh shit,” Jay cries when I do it again but faster, “I'm going to come baby, you feel too damn good.” His hands dig into my ass as he seems to expand inside me and twitch. Jay is moaning and grunting and I realize he's coming. This makes me smile into his neck. I close my eyes tightly to remember what it feels like to have Jay inside me, taking pleasure from me and I him. It's beautiful.
We hold one another, still sitting upright, our faces buried in the others' necks. I love hearing Jay's heavy pants knowing it's from us making love.
“Man, I really wanted to be able to last long enough for you to orgasm,” Jay chuckles, “I guess that means we'll have to keep practicing until I get it right.”
“What a shame.”
Jay trails kisses up to my lips. His hands push back the matted hair on my face and brush it off my shoulders, “I'm thinking we stay in bed all day tomorrow – actually I think it's Monday by now – and we go to the shooting range on Tuesday.”
“You know what we need right now?”
He kisses me, “What?”
“Pie.”
He groans, “That sounds awesome.”
Jay lays us back down and pulls out of me.
He tugs on my mouth, “What's with the frown?”
“I like having you inside me.”
His cock twitches against me, “Keep talking like that and I'll be ready for round two.”
Jay kisses me hard on the lips before getting off, “I'll be right back. I'm going to the bathroom, and then getting the pie.” He glides his hand between my legs and curls his finger tips, picking up our juices. He brings his fingers to his mouth, sucks it all off, winks at me, and jogs out of the room.
I listen for him to finish in the bathroom and I have a turn. We arrive back at the room at the same time and we both stop to stare at the naked body in front of us.
Jay lets out a low whistle, “Damn baby, you're fucking sexy.”
“So are you,” my mouth has gone dry from remembering that I’ve had that naked body on me and inside me. Yum.
We get back into bed and Jay takes a bite of pie straight from the middle. He had brought in the whole dish that we never got around to eating earlier.
“Hey!” I cry, “Ladies first.”
He takes another bite, moaning, completely ignoring my protests, and twists his body when I try to grab the fork from him.
“It's too good to share,” he mumbles, mouth full of pie.
When he goes to bring another bite to his mouth I bend over and snatch it into mine.
So good.
I lay back in bed, letting the pumpkin linger on my tongue.
“Fuck. Never mind, I’m definitely sharing if you make noises like that.”
I open my eyes to find Jay hungrily devouring me with his.
“I didn't know I made any.”
“It was soft, but fuck, it was just about one of the sexiest things I have ever heard.” He feeds me another bite and I'm in pumpkin pie heaven.
“Okay, time for round two.” Jay throws the pie onto his nightstand, causing the glass to clink on the wood.
The taste of pumpkin in my mouth and in Jay's is fantastic.
“Fuck baby, the noises you make when you taste pumpkin. It's like a damn aphrodisiac to you.”
I never really thought about it like that before, but I guess it is.
“Next time if I think I'm going to come before you do, I’ll just shove some pumpkin pie in your mouth and I think that would do it.”
My eyes get wide and eager at the idea, “Can we try it?”
Jay laughs, “I was joking, but yeah baby, I'd like to see that.”
“Let's get started then,” I throw my arms around his neck and bring my lips to his. We begin to prepare each other for round two of what I think will be a long night full of many rounds, and lots and lots of pumpkin pie.
Chapter 14
Monday, January 13
2:16pm
“Jay?”
“Hmm?” He grumbles, half asleep.
I hesitate before carrying on, “I have a favor to ask of you.”
“Anything, baby,” his voice is gritty, and he begins to stroke my back.
I'm lying on his chest in the same position we fell asleep an hour ago. We've been alternating between making love, talking, eating pie, and sleeping.
I play with the muscles on his abs, “I want to have sex with me on my stomach, and you from behind.” I've been thinking about it for the last thirty minutes. The idea has me a little shaky, but I feel the need to do it.
Jay stops stroking my back and I feel his body tense under me, “Isn't that...?”
“Yeah,” I answer more throaty than I wanted to; I was hoping to come across more confident.
“I don't know, Lily. Are you ready for that?”
I shrug, “It's hard to explain, but I want to. Last night was the most wonderful, amazing moment of my life...” I stop to savor Jay's lips on my hair, and the way he plays with the hairs at the bottom of my neck.
“If we do this, you need to promise that if it gets to be too much and you think you might start crying you tell me. I couldn't handle watching you cry in sadness while I'm inside you.”
“I will, I promise.”
“Are you sore?”
“A little, but I'm okay.”
Jay scrubs the scars on his face, “Okay, but before we do I need to make sure you're the horniest you've ever been and have no time to think about what's happening because you're fully in the moment.”
“That's every time you touch me.”
Jay rolls our bodies, and hovers over me, “Tell me to stop the second any signs of panic set in.”
I nod and he kisses me, slow and sweet.
He begins to worship my body the same as the first time we were intimate, but this time as I'm about to come from his mouth between my legs he stops to kiss and tease other parts of me. He does this five more times, leaving me panting, sweating, and my blood pumping wildly from needing release.
His tongue laps circles around my nipple before taking it into his mouth and biting down on it. He plays with it with his tongue while his fingers stroke my inner folds.
I moan loudly when I'm close and he softens to a slower stroke, moving my wetness around which isn't necessary – I'm drenched.
“Jay, please, just fuck me already!” I slap my hand over my mouth in shock with how feral I sound.
Jay stops with my nipple between his lips, wickedly grins, pulls it up with his teeth, and tugs before letting go.
“Aahh!” I cry out from the pleasurable pain.
I grab hold of Jay's head and firmly plant his lips to mine. I start to kiss him with an eagerness and greed I didn't know I had in me. I'm sure our lips will be raw by the time I'm done. Without breaking apart, I forcefully sit up and push Jay over to get on top. I break our lips apart, and we both suck in a huge mouthful of air. I begin tormenting his body exactly has he did mine, starting from t
he top and working my way down. When I feel Jay's cock begin to throb in my mouth, I pull off in one slow, fluid motion, making a popping noise when I suction off the tip. I start back at his lips and work my way down again. When I release his cock again, he starts panting and scrunching the sheets up in his hands.
I decide to do it again. When my lips hit his cock, his hands come to my head and push me down on him, forcing it to go further than it ever has. I'm surprised how much this arouses me as I slightly gag on it. He doesn't have a strong hold on my head and I can easily move my mouth off him. As I do a growl rumbles from his chest. In one swift movement he's over me and slamming into me from behind.
I sink my forehead into the mattress and bunch the sheets up under my hands in complete nirvana. The harder he slams into me the more I drift off into euphoric oblivion.
3:29pm
“Baby, come back to me. Are you okay?” Jay's body is completely over me and his forehead is on my temple, one hand resting on one of my mine, the other rubbing the arm under it.
“Yeah,” I breathe out, “More than okay.”
“What happened? I lost you.”
“I don't know,” I hardly recognize my distant dreamy voice, “I felt like I was floating.”
“I noticed you had gotten quiet and your eyes had glossed over. I started to cum so hard inside you and you didn't make a peep. You wouldn't respond to me. I shouldn't have lost control like that. Was I too rough?”
“No,” I still sound dreamy and breathless.
Jay scoots us up and tucks us under the covers, cocooning me in his arms.
“I'm a little rattled right now, I can't tell if you're okay or not. You look high.”
I smile a goofy grin, “I feel a little high.”
Jay moves us again so we are on our stomachs, faces close enough I can feel his breath on me, and his hand lovingly strokes my back. I close my eyes, and the more he caresses me the more I seem to float back down from wherever my mind just took me.
His hand moves to my face and his thumb runs along my cheek bones, lips, eyes, brows, and forehead. He lets his fingers comb my hair and then they travel along my neck.
My lids slowly open and I smile at him.
He shyly grins at me, “Hi.”
“Hi,” my voice has regained some normalcy.
He softly kisses my lips and keeps our noses touching.
“Welcome back.”
“I don't know what happened. It was incredible. Like nothing I've ever experienced before.”
“Did you have an intense orgasm or something?”
“No, I didn't come at all.” I kiss Jay's lips when I see him frown, “Whatever happened was almost better than an orgasm.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, it's like I left my body and went to another dimension of bliss.”
“Huh.”
“I know, it's crazy.”
“Do you think it was too much too soon? Your body's way of blocking out what was happening, trying not to remember the first time?”
I smile, “The first time never crossed my mind. It was brought on by what you were doing to me, the heights you were taking my body.”
“Wow Lily, what the hell did I do to deserve you? I don't deserve to have someone who completely gives themselves to me like you do, with that kind of trust and love.”
“Everyone deserves someone.”
“No, not everyone. Not someone like me.”
“Especially someone like you. I wish you could see what I do.”
“Me too, baby. Me too.”
Chapter 15
Tuesday, January 14
3:33pm
We are returning from the shooting range. The whole ride home all Jay can talk about is how impressed and seriously surprised he is at what a badass I am with a gun. He can't seem to get over how easily I aim and hit my targets – perfect almost every time. He also got incredibly turned on that my gun of choice, and the one I own, is a Glock-17.
Jay parks the truck and comes around to open my door, “It's official, you are the most amazing girl in existence.”
I hold back the urge to squeal like a girl and hug myself from his compliment, but I can't stop the huge-ass smile that takes over my entire face.
Jay turns his back to me, “Hop on.”
I giggle and throw my arms and legs around him. I nibble on his ear and he groans, which makes me start to suck along his neck.
Jay turns his head to meet my lips, “I need you in my bed, followed by some pie, then my bed again. In fact, we may stay there until tomorrow.”
“You followed by pumpkin pie may be the most amazing thing ever.” I go back to exploring his neck with my mouth.
His key is halfway to the lock when he groans and rolls his head back in response to what I'm doing. I wrap my hand around his while my mouth still pursues his neck and I help him unlock the door and open it.
“I need to run home and grab some things,” I tell him between nibbling and sucking.
“No you don't,” Jay's voice has turned low and husky, and it's incredibly sexy.
I hop off, “I'll be quick. I need my toothbrush and a change of clothes for tomorrow.”
Jay turns around pouting. It makes me want to jump him and rip his clothes off, but I really want my toothbrush. I dash out of his door and to my house. I'm almost at my door when I hear my name being called by a voice that makes my skin crawl. I close my eyes tightly, praying I'm imagining it.
“Lily?” I hear again as the familiar voice gets closer. The blood rushes out of my body at the sight of Will in my driveway. Adrenaline starts coursing through my veins and my heart is beating crazy and wild.
Fuckidyfuckfuck. What's he doing here?
I walk over to Will as confident as I can. I notice my hand has started twisting my hair and I curse myself. I thought I had gotten over this habit, a habit I had started with Will. I refuse to let this man get to me. I'm stronger than I was, and I won't let him hurt me. He's a sorry excuse for a man who had to demean my existence because he had a sick, twisted need to own and control me. I'm not that girl any more. By the time I reach him my pep talk to myself has made me a tad braver, but not as much as I was hoping for.
“What are you doing here?” I cross my arms to try and appear tougher than how I'm feeling. It's also to prevent myself from twirling my hair. I absolutely refuse to do that, even if I have to stand here twitching as I hold back the urge.
“Awe, peach, I've missed you. You won't return my calls,” Will's tone is the same one he used to use on me when he was asking my forgiveness for being a jerk. It used to work, now it makes me want to punch him.
“I'm not your peach,” I reply, unemotional and cold.
He advances towards me and I have an inner battle with my body's natural desire to take a step back and cower. I don't, and I want to fist pump the air, yelling out a “Woohoo!”
“How can you say that?” Will reaches for my arm but I sidestep it.
“Don't. Touch. Me,” I state clearly, enunciating each word.
Will's eyes dart to Jay's house, “You sleeping together?” He focuses in on me as if I've been going behind his back cheating.
I welcome the rage building inside me, it's a nice contrast to the docile girl I once was.
“Go home, Will. You're not welcome here,” I hard-line with assertion I didn't know I had.
I recognize the lick of a flame starting in Will's eyes and know he's losing his patience.
“Enough with the games, Lily,” he's using his soft, sweet, seductive voice that once had me batting my eyelashes and swooning when we were first together, “I lost my temper. I'm sorry, but don't go whoring around the neighborhood and spreading your legs for everyone.”
WHAM! That would be the sound of my fist slamming into Will's jaw.
Fuuuucckkkk! That hurt! Goddamn! I don't shake my hand and cry out, I don't want him to see any weakness in me.
“You fucking bitch!” Will cries, rubbing his jaw and I feel
immensely satisfied when I see his busted, swollen lip. I guess my time at Jay's is paying off in more ways than one.
Will takes hold of my arm with brute force and I want to (but proudly don't) whimper in pain, “I'm going to let that one slide. Let's say we're even now.”
I let out a deep, menacing laugh that takes us both by surprise, “Not even close.”
“What did you expect to happen when you try leaving me after we made love the night before? I gave my heart to you, and you leave me the next day like a piece of used meat.”
I lunge and tackle Will to the ground, keeping a choke hold on him. My brain is telling me to stop as his lips start to turn blue, but I’m not me right now. I'm on a war path of built up fury I've been stewing on for weeks. I'm finally seeking my revenge, finally letting myself feel the internal wounds he caused me, ones that would become a permanent scar I would carry the rest of my life. Oh, I'll move on with my life, you can bet on it, but I'll never forget what he did to me. Never. He stole a part of me. This body, this soul is mine. I should get to choose what pieces to give away! My hands squeeze with more force.
His legs are thrashing and he's hitting my sides, but I have too much adrenaline in my system to feel it or care.
All of a sudden I'm airborne and being pulled away from Will, who is gasping for air.
“Let go of me Jay! I'm not done!” I wiggle around in Jay's arms that are securely wrapped, binding me in.
“You've made your point, Lily,” Jay says into my ear soothingly, “He knows he can't hurt you anymore. He's not worth going to prison for.”
He's right, and I let my body retreat into his safe, warm arms.
Will clumsily stands up.
“It's time you left,” Jay advises.
I watch Will's eyes widen as he takes the size of Jay in, and I see fear dance across his face. I'm certain Jay's giving him one of his sinister stare downs.
“I'm done with this cunt anyway. I hope you like used goods.”
I charge for him and Jay doesn't try to stop me. Grabbing Will's shoulders, I bring my knee to his stomach with a force that has him buckling over and heaving.
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