breathing harshly, his nostrils flaring, his eyes lit with the truth of what he was saying. Suddenly, his lids lowered. “Shit. I’m sorry.” He released her hair and let his hands fall to his side. “Go on. I won’t stop you. In fact, thanks for cooking dinner, but I think I should go now.”
When she didn’t move, he opened his eyes.
She opened her mouth to speak. Had to clear her throat a couple of times before the words would come out. “Technically, you haven’t fucked me yet.”
***
His eyes flew open at her words. “Stop it, Jenna.”
“Stop what?”
“Whatever game you’re playing now.”
“I—I thought we were playing together, but I guess I was wrong.” She climbed off him and this time, he let her. He didn’t move as she looked down at him. She was magnificently naked and unashamed, her hands on her hips. “And talk about playing games. What was that bullshit you just pulled? You were trying to scare me so I’d push you away, right? Well, guess what, I’m not scared.”
He stood and walked toward her, but she didn’t back away. “Is that right?”
“That’s right.”
“So prove it.”
He hadn’t really expected her to call his bluff, which is why he was shocked when she dropped to her knees before him, unzipped his pants, and tugged them down, along with his boxers.
“Jenna—” he began, but lost the ability to speak when she sucked him into her mouth.
His eyeballs rolled back into his head.
Her mouth felt like heaven, but she was no angel. Not at the moment. She was the aggressor now, pumping him with her fist at the same time she sucked the head of his dick, occasionally swirling her tongue around it. This time, he let himself bury his hands in her hair and guide her, showing her what he liked, including how deep he wanted her to take him. She choked at one point, sinking her fingers into his ass when he tried to pull back, and just took more of him. “That’s it,” he heard himself say. “Take me down your throat. Take my cum, too.”
Abruptly, she pulled back, the loss of her warmth causing him to shudder. “No,” she said. “This time I want you to come inside me.”
He refrained from pointing out that he had been inside her the last time he’d come; inside her mouth. He knew what she wanted and he wanted the exact same thing. He just couldn’t believe he was going to get it.
“What about protection?”
“I’m on the pill. And I’m clean. But if you don’t want to risk it—”
“I’m clean, too.”
He reached for her but she shook her head. “Take off your shirt.”
She didn’t have to tell him twice. He practically ripped it off himself, barely noticing the buttons that popped off as she smoothed her palms over his chest and abdomen. Leaning down, she kissed and licked his nipple, making him hiss.
He turned with her, intending to lay her on the couch and move on top of her, but she slipped from his grasp and pushed. Somehow, he was the one that ended up on his back, moaning in anticipation as she climbed on top of him.
“Are you going to fuck me good and hard, Jenna?” he whispered, even as he raised a hand and caressed her cheek. Her eyes were glittering with desire and he wanted to pump his fist in triumph.
“Instead of answering that question, why don’t I just show you?” She balanced on her knees above him as her fingers guided his dick to her tender opening and the pink, puffy folds slick with her girl juice. She rubbed him against her, drenching him with sleek heat, and he reached behind him to grasp the arm of the sofa, his fingers digging in deep. Even though he wanted to grab her hips and shove her down on him, he wanted her to take him even more. Knew she needed to take him.
But first…
“Kiss me, Jenna.”
To his shock, she shook her head. “Why? I thought you wanted a good, hard fuck?”
The words seemed foreign
When she didn’t move, he opened his eyes.
She opened her mouth to speak. Had to clear her throat a couple of times before the words would come out. “Technically, you haven’t fucked me yet.”
***
His eyes flew open at her words. “Stop it, Jenna.”
“Stop what?”
“Whatever game you’re playing now.”
“I—I thought we were playing together, but I guess I was wrong.” She climbed off him and this time, he let her. He didn’t move as she looked down at him. She was magnificently naked and unashamed, her hands on her hips. “And talk about playing games. What was that bullshit you just pulled? You were trying to scare me so I’d push you away, right? Well, guess what, I’m not scared.”
He stood and walked toward her, but she didn’t back away. “Is that right?”
“That’s right.”
“So prove it.”
He hadn’t really expected her to call his bluff, which is why he was shocked when she dropped to her knees before him, unzipped his pants, and tugged them down, along with his boxers.
“Jenna—” he began, but lost the ability to speak when she sucked him into her mouth.
His eyeballs rolled back into his head.
Her mouth felt like heaven, but she was no angel. Not at the moment. She was the aggressor now, pumping him with her fist at the same time she sucked the head of his dick, occasionally swirling her tongue around it. This time, he let himself bury his hands in her hair and guide her, showing her what he liked, including how deep he wanted her to take him. She choked at one point, sinking her fingers into his ass when he tried to pull back, and just took more of him. “That’s it,” he heard himself say. “Take me down your throat. Take my cum, too.”
Abruptly, she pulled back, the loss of her warmth causing him to shudder. “No,” she said. “This time I want you to come inside me.”
He refrained from pointing out that he had been inside her the last time he’d come; inside her mouth. He knew what she wanted and he wanted the exact same thing. He just couldn’t believe he was going to get it.
“What about protection?”
“I’m on the pill. And I’m clean. But if you don’t want to risk it—”
“I’m clean, too.”
He reached for her but she shook her head. “Take off your shirt.”
She didn’t have to tell him twice. He practically ripped it off himself, barely noticing the buttons that popped off as she smoothed her palms over his chest and abdomen. Leaning down, she kissed and licked his nipple, making him hiss.
He turned with her, intending to lay her on the couch and move on top of her, but she slipped from his grasp and pushed. Somehow, he was the one that ended up on his back, moaning in anticipation as she climbed on top of him.
“Are you going to fuck me good and hard, Jenna?” he whispered, even as he raised a hand and caressed her cheek. Her eyes were glittering with desire and he wanted to pump his fist in triumph.
“Instead of answering that question, why don’t I just show you?” She balanced on her knees above him as her fingers guided his dick to her tender opening and the pink, puffy folds slick with her girl juice. She rubbed him against her, drenching him with sleek heat, and he reached behind him to grasp the arm of the sofa, his fingers digging in deep. Even though he wanted to grab her hips and shove her down on him, he wanted her to take him even more. Knew she needed to take him.
But first…
“Kiss me, Jenna.”
To his shock, she shook her head. “Why? I thought you wanted a good, hard fuck?”
The words seemed foreign
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