My heart started beating fast as he said it and, admittedly, it was probably because I was sitting next to him picturing it.
After he made the comment about kissing me, the room fell quiet. I didn’t know how to reply. The right thing to do would have been to not ask him back into my room, but lately I just didn’t do the right thing. The bottom line was that I was an adult and I had needs, but I also had morals and sleeping with someone I barely knew made me feel uneasy. Since I always had to be in control, this was a problem.
“Are you still awake?” I asked.
“Yeah.”
This was it. He was in my room, in his underwear. He might not give me another chance. I threw off my covers and let my feet fall off the bed. I was shaking, but I climbed down and straddled myself over Jammer’s body. I think he was in shock because he didn’t move a muscle. “What are your parents like?”
Even in the dark room, I could see him giving me a confused look.
“I don’t kiss strangers, so, if you want to kiss me, I have to know you.”
He put his arms behind his head. “They got married at seventeen and are still married, as far as I know. My father was difficult and my mother did whatever he said.”
I leaned down and brushed my lips over Jammer’s, before sitting back up. “Why don’t you talk to them?”
“I had a falling out with my father. I didn’t want to be in business with him, so I split.”
As I leaned down to give him a quick peck, he freed one of his hands from behind his head and ran it into my hair. I kept my lips against his a few extra seconds before sitting back up. “Why aren’t you married?”
“Why aren’t you?” He grabbed the front of my shirt to pull me down, but I wouldn’t let him.
“You can’t answer a question with a question.”
He ran his finger down my tank top in between my breasts. “No woman has ever made me want to stick around.”
Sure, I could have climbed off of him, but he was being honest with me, where other guys would just lie to get pussy.
I swear, never in my life had I ever done anything like I was doing. I wasn’t drunk or doing some kind of mind altering drugs. I was completely sane. My fingers slid down the bottom of my tank-top and lifted it right over my head. Jammer said nothing as I leaned down and pressed my full lips over his. I felt his warm hands sliding up my back as our mouths opened and our tongues brushed. The tingling was back between my legs and the more we kissed, the stronger it got. Jammer’s hands slid down into my pajama pants and grabbed my bare ass. He started moving my body against his, until I could feel his erection against my hip. His kisses were perfect, using just enough tongue to make me never want to pull away. My body began reacting to him, even before my mind knew what was happening. I rocked back and forth on top of him, knowing damn well where this was going. He grabbed one of my hands and guided it inside of his briefs. I recognized the smooth skin of his hard penis and knew he wanted to feel it. God, he was so hard and I couldn’t help myself, I just began stroking him and kissing him even more.
Jammer sat us up and removed my hand as he led me to my bed. He kneeled down in front of me and kissed each of my breasts, licking each of my nipples before kissing his way down to my navel. I could feel the lingering saliva, giving me chills, but I was so hot in other places that it didn’t matter.
When his fingers reached the elastic to my pants, I lifted my hips and let him pull them off of me. I was lying there, stark ass naked in front of him, and I wasn’t pushing him away. No, I was pulling him on top of me. I wanted to feel the smooth skin of his hard cock, rubbing against my entrance.
I knew the drill; I had to get it wet, before it could slide in. I sunk down lower on the bed and licked up his shaft. I could hear him taking deep breaths as I placed it in my mouth. He grabbed my hair and pulled me off of it. “You can’t do that right now. I’ll come too fast.”
His hand rubbed over my sweet spot and I heard him moan. “Your little pussy is so wet for me, Charlie. You want me don’t you?”
Did he say I was wet? This had never happened to me before. I’d always had to use lubricated condoms. Oh God, I needed a condom.
I bit his lip and pulled it away from his mouth before letting go and licking it. This wasn’t happening without protection, so I at least wanted to make out some more before he got all pissed, or begged me to blow him.
I was shocked when he stood up. He leaned down and kissed me one more time. “I’ll be right back. Please don’t change your mind in the next thirty seconds.”
While he ran into his room, I ran into the bathroom and rinsed with mouthwash. I wanted fresh breath for this. If it was going to only happen this one time, I needed it to be perfect.
Jammer came walking in and kicked off his briefs. I’d accidentally left the bathroom light on and it gave me enough to see everything that I’d been feeling. He ripped open the wrapper with his teeth and applied it before climbing back into bed.
He kissed my breast first and made his way to my lips. I teased him with my tongue, while he traced his finger down to my clit. He rubbed hard in a circular motion, with what felt like his thumb. I watched him lick his lips and he looked down and watched what he was doing. “Do you like that?”
“Yes,” I cried.
“I want to watch you come, Charlie. I want to see how good I make you feel.” His deep voice breathing into my ear, combined with his hard rubbing, sent me into a frenzy. This was the second time tonight that I’d screamed, but this time it was out of pleasure. My body tensed and my toes pointed. I grabbed Jammer’s shoulder and bit into it as the most beautiful feelings rushed through every single inch of my body.
When I opened my eyes, I felt Jammer removing his thumb. He put it up to his mouth and sucked on it. “Let me fuck you, Charlie. Please let me fuck you.”
I nodded my head and let him spread my legs. He took his erection and slapped it against my tender sex. My body trembled each time, making me feel like I wanted to cry out again. If I thought I was wet before, well feeling him slide all around the outside of my lips, let me know that it was even worse now. “Do I need to dry off or something?”
He smiled and leaned down to kiss me as the base of him sat perfectly against my entrance. “Hell no, I want it just the way it is. Tell me you want this.” He pushed just a little bit more.
I felt like pushing my hips up, so it slid it further. I wanted it so bad I could scream. It was right there and I wanted to feel it sliding deep inside of me, filling me with a rush of emotional bliss.
“Give it to me.”
He pushed one time and I felt myself being filled. At first, it still felt dry and he held it there, still, while he kissed me again. “You feel so tight, so good.” He sucked in more air and moved a little faster. I reciprocated his movements with my own hips. “Oh, fuck, baby slow down.”
If he was feeling half as good as I was then, I could understand why he wanted it to last. “I want to ride you.”
I figured he would flip us around while we were still tangled together, but he pulled out and flipped over beside me, pulling me right on top of him, and holding his cock so I could slid back on. It went deeper this way and he must have felt it, too. We both moaned at the first couple movements. I didn’t expect to come again, but the feeling rushed over me so sudden that I almost lost my balance and passed out. His hands dug into my thighs as I tightened up and enjoyed the sensations that were rushing over me.
That had never happened to me during sex before. It excited me, making me grind even harder against him. I felt him grabbing my ass with one hand and squeezing my nipple with the other. I put my hands into my hair and let my breasts bounce around for him to watch. He kept closing his eyes, probably trying his best to hold out his release but, after a while, his body tensed and his eyes closed. He held me still and jerked a few more times before finally relaxing. We were both covered in sweat, but I leaned down and kissed him anyway.
I literally fell off of him
, onto the bed. We both lay there staring at the ceiling and trying to catch our breath.
It was amazing. Fucktastically amazing.
I was kind of hoping that this was all a dream and that, when I woke up, I wouldn’t have to feel all weird about what we’d done. How could I have been so irresponsible and slept with this guy?
He didn’t say anything else, so neither did I.
When I woke up alone in my bed the next morning, I thought it really had been a dream, until I realized I was naked.
Jammer wasn’t in my bed though. He’d gone back in his room to sleep.
The whole time I was in the shower, I was reliving every second of it.
I had to shake it off.
It was just a one-time crazy thing.
It was never going to happen again.
I wouldn’t let it.
Chapter 16
Jammer
Yeah, waking up next to Charlie reminded me of just how great last night had been, but I also knew she was probably going to freak out. I didn’t know that much about women, except when they did something crazy they always had some excuse for it. To make things easier on both of us, I just decided to go back in my room, before she and the kid woke up.
I tried to go back to sleep, but just laid there getting hard again thinking about her. When I heard the shower running a few hours later, I knew she was awake. I went into the kitchen to make coffee before she came out and we had to speak. I had just finished stirring my cup when she walked out of the bedroom. I caught her giving me a quick glance, before looking at the coffee pot. “Morning.”
She continued to pour her coffee and avoid eye contact. “Last night was…”
“A mistake. I get it. It’s all good,” I interrupted.
She slid beside me without looking back. “Great……um, see you later then.” I watched her walk away, but didn’t answer. I thought she’d at least be nice to me. We talked about things last night. I told her things that I didn’t tell people.
She got Ryan ready and they left without saying anything else. I don’t know why it was weighing on me so much. I had my own motives for being there and having sex was definitely fucking everything up, including my priorities.
I sent Tippy a text asking him where the hell my bag was and watched some television. When he didn’t respond, I knew I had to talk to Charlie. I either had to borrow her vehicle, or ask if she had clothes from her father, which, in turn, would be mine that I found in the attic.
It was around lunchtime when I headed down the steps and into the bar. Charlie was talking to a few guys and writing down orders. I sat down at the bar, not making it obvious that I’d just come from upstairs.
She took forever getting to me, which was fine, since for the first time in my life, I had a loss for words. Last night was unexpected, but it was too damn good to forget about. Her shirt was too low cut and I caught myself thinking about those little nipples that were hiding just underneath. “Did you want something?” She caught my attention right away.
“Yeah, uh, my friend hasn’t dropped off my shit and I can’t keep wearing the same clothes. I was wondering if I could use your car to go get it, or if you have a bag of your dad’s clothes or something?”
She walked away without answering, but came back with a set of keys. “Am I going to regret this?”
I snatched the keys. “I thought after last night, you wouldn’t ask me shit like that again.”
She leaned into our conversation, so nobody else could hear. “We said we weren’t going to talk about that.”
“I wasn’t talking about that part. Damn woman, chill!” I stood up from the bar. “I’ll be back in an hour.”
“If you’re not, I will call the cops,” She threatened.
My body instinctively turned around. I pointed at her. “Wow, after we…after what happened, you’re going to threaten me? I think you shouldn’t make any more compulsive decisions. You obviously don’t know how to act afterwards. Don’t worry Charlie, I won’t talk about it. I like having the secret that I’ve seen every inch of your naked body.”
Her eyes got real big and I knew I hit a nerve. I just walked out after that. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with her shitty attitude.
It figured that one of the first girls I actually wanted to bang again wished it never happened. Talk about crap luck.
It took me a few minutes to find out what car was hers. Luckily, she had a pad on her keychain that unlocked her doors. I kept walking down the street until I found the car it unlocked.
Even though this wasn’t the neighborhood that I grew up in, it was close enough to know my way around. Baltimore was a big city and living on the opposite side of town from my parents was far enough for those five years.
Tippy’s house was about ten minutes from the Tavern. Since it was during the week, I was hoping that Jaye would be working somewhere, doing whatever she did. I was wrong though. She was sitting on the couch, looking all sad when I walked in. I lifted my head to acknowledge Tippy and his girlfriend.
“Yo, man, I was just headed over to bring you your shit.”
I saw my bag sitting on the floor next to where Jaye sat. When I reached down to grab it, she grabbed my hand. Jaye poked her head around me. “You guys think you can give us a minute?”
Tippy and his girl left the room promptly. I didn’t feel like dealing with this chick, not at all.
I sat down across from her and folded my hands while I waited for her to speak. “Jammer, did I do something to piss you off?”
“No.” I wasn’t going to give her a long explanation. It wasn’t worth my time.
“Why didn’t you come back the other night? I thought we hit it off.”
I leaned forward, placing my elbows on the top of my legs. “We fucked. That’s all it was.”
Her mouth dropped open and she looked like she was about to cry. “Didn’t you like it? Wasn’t it good?”
This chick was the same as all the ones before her, except normally, I didn’t stay in town long enough to deal with this type of shit. Why couldn’t they get that it was just a one-time thing? Sure, if the Charlie thing wouldn’t have happened, I probably would have hit it again, but things had changed.
Last night, I’d hooked up with someone who didn’t want to ever do it again. It figured that the one girl I actually wanted to keep banging didn’t want to. Instead, I was stuck with these crazy bitches.
I looked up at Jaye. “Look, it was fine. I know what you want me to say, but I’d be lying to you if I did. I’m not interested in a relationship. I don’t do them at all.”
She leaned back and crossed her arms. “Oh really? So, are you hot for that bartender? You think I didn’t notice how you acted around her?”
Jesus Christ, this chick was batshit crazy if she was jealous of Charlie for watching me play pool. “Look, I don’t really care what you saw. Charlie and I are friends and there ain’t a damn thing you could say to me to make me change my mind about that.”
“Oh, so if you’re really good in bed, you are considered a friend? I see where I rank.”
I stood up. I wasn’t going to let some bitch get up in my shit about what I was doing. Nobody knew what happened in Charlie’s room last night. They weren’t going to find out. “We’re done here.”
My foot was at the threshold to the door before she got to me and grabbed my arm. “Jammer, wait, I’m sorry.”
I took her hand and removed it. “The next time you fuck someone the first night you meet them, remind yourself that they don’t want to get to know you. You women need to learn that guys like me want the girls that play hard to get, not the ones spreading their legs before telling us their names.”
I felt annoyed on my drive back to the tavern. The only good thing was the idea of getting a shower and wearing clean clothes. Charlie was busy when I got back inside. I waved her keys, but kept walking toward the stairs.
When I opened the door, I had no idea that a chick would be sitting there on the couc
h, like she owned the place. “Oh, wow. She did not tell me you looked like that.”
She was a pretty girl, but I could smell her daddy’s money on her from where I was standing. “So, who are you?”
She got up and stuck out her hand. “I’m Elle, Charlie’s college roommate.”
“Jammer, Charlie’s temporary roommate.”
She bit down on her lips while she looked me up and down. “Let me guess, she’s been a ray of sunshine so far?”
I laughed. “Yeah, she’s alright. It just takes a while.” Was I really taking up for her?
“I guess. So, Charlie tells me you play pool.”
Charlie talked to her friend about me. I wondered if she told her what we’d done last night. “Yep.”
She turned around and walked back to the couch, swaying her ass to get attention. Once she was back to sitting, she grabbed the remote, but kept her eyes on me. “You think that while I’m visiting you could teach me how to shoot?”
She did have a nice ass. “Sure.” It wasn’t like Charlie was asking. “If you’ll excuse me, I need to shower before my shift starts. I don’t want my boss getting all mad and shit.”
She giggled as I started walking toward the bathroom.
The shower felt good and it was nice to have different clothes to put on. I put gel in my hair and sprayed my favorite cologne. This would be the best Charlie had ever seen me look. After checking myself out in the mirror a few more times, I wondered if she would notice. Then I wondered why I even cared.
Elle tried to talk to me before I left, but I was in a hurry to get downstairs. Charlie spotted me as soon as I came around the corner and I could tell she was trying really hard not to smile. I walked behind the bar and got up close to her. “Hey, you ready for me to work?”
She gave me a weird look and moved her hands between us. “Are we cool?”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t we be?”
She shook her head. “It’s just that last night, well, I was vulnerable and…well you know the rest.”
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