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walls. It felt so
good—and every time we’d ever had sex, I’d thought I’d never felt anything so
good. Every time Jaxon touched me, it was like it was happening for the first
time. Jaxon rubbed my clit harder, his fingers working away inside of me as I
moved underneath him. “God—god, Jaxon—so good,” I couldn’t think—I was so
turned on, my nerves crackling with electric sensation.
Jaxon brought me to the edge of orgasm over and over
again, teasing me until I was sure I couldn’t take any more. He kissed me
hungrily and then began to trail his lips down along my neck, to my
collarbones. He nibbled, licked, nipped at my sensitive skin until I was
moaning, arching into his mouth, down onto his hand. He moved down along my
body slowly, lingering at my breasts. I cried out as he sucked and licked my
nipples, each one in turn. I couldn’t hold back anymore; I almost shrieked as
the first wave shot through me, rocking every nerve in my body.
Jaxon kept working me even as wave after wave of
sensation washed through me, making me pitch and arch off of the bed. He didn’t
even slow down until the spasms of pleasure began to abate; he was kissing and
nibbling everywhere until I almost had to beg him to stop, my body too
sensitive. Jaxon held me tightly as I shivered in the aftermath, panting and
gasping for breath. “How’s that for keeping you happy?” he murmured, nuzzling into
my neck as he held me. I laughed, breathless and still so full of pleasure I
couldn’t quite bring myself to speak for a moment.
“Okay, yeah, if you’re going to do that every day,
I’m totally fine with staying with you.” Jaxon kissed me eagerly, caressing me
all over. I slowly caught my breath, shivering and trembling.
“I am going to make you happy all over the place.”
Jaxon rocked his hips against me steadily, and I could feel the heat and
hardness of his cock pressed against me.
“Well I should make you happy too,” I said. I
reached down, my hand still a little shaky. I wrapped my hand around his hot,
hard cock and began to stroke him slowly, working him. It was far from the
first time, but I felt like it was different somehow—like the freedom to
actually openly be with him made it both more comforting and both exciting at
the same time. Jaxon groaned as I worked him in my hand, rubbing the tip of his
cock with my thumb even as I moved my fingers up and down. I loved the way he
felt, loved the way his cock started to leak precum over my hand.
“Fuck,” Jaxon said in the middle of a moan. I
tumbled him down onto the bed, onto his back, and I began to kiss along his
neck and throat, past his collarbones, down his chest. I nipped and nibbled,
licked and sucked, while Jaxon moaned and writhed, his head tilting back as I
slowly worked my way along the length of his torso. I nuzzled against his hip,
nipping sharply at the skin just above the crease I loved so much there before
I brought my mouth down onto his cock.
I licked at the fluids that had begun to flow,
sucking him into my mouth. Jaxon’s eyes closed and he threaded his fingers in
my hair, tugging slightly, caressing my scalp as I took more and more of him
in. He tasted good—he felt amazing between my lips. Knowing that I could have
him more or less anytime I wanted, that I didn’t even have to worry about my
mom or his dad finding out made it a million times hotter. I felt Jaxon getting
more and more turned on, his body getting tenser, his cock beginning to twitch.
I knew that if I kept it up I could make him come, and I wanted to taste him,
wanted to give him exactly the level of pleasure he’d given me.
Jaxon pushed me away, gently, right when I was sure
that he was on the edge, only moments away from hitting his climax. He brought
my face up to his and kissed me hungrily, touching me everywhere, teasing me
relentlessly. I was trembling in his arms as Jaxon stroked my soaking wet
pussy, as he teased my nipples with his fingers, rolling and twisting
good—and every time we’d ever had sex, I’d thought I’d never felt anything so
good. Every time Jaxon touched me, it was like it was happening for the first
time. Jaxon rubbed my clit harder, his fingers working away inside of me as I
moved underneath him. “God—god, Jaxon—so good,” I couldn’t think—I was so
turned on, my nerves crackling with electric sensation.
Jaxon brought me to the edge of orgasm over and over
again, teasing me until I was sure I couldn’t take any more. He kissed me
hungrily and then began to trail his lips down along my neck, to my
collarbones. He nibbled, licked, nipped at my sensitive skin until I was
moaning, arching into his mouth, down onto his hand. He moved down along my
body slowly, lingering at my breasts. I cried out as he sucked and licked my
nipples, each one in turn. I couldn’t hold back anymore; I almost shrieked as
the first wave shot through me, rocking every nerve in my body.
Jaxon kept working me even as wave after wave of
sensation washed through me, making me pitch and arch off of the bed. He didn’t
even slow down until the spasms of pleasure began to abate; he was kissing and
nibbling everywhere until I almost had to beg him to stop, my body too
sensitive. Jaxon held me tightly as I shivered in the aftermath, panting and
gasping for breath. “How’s that for keeping you happy?” he murmured, nuzzling into
my neck as he held me. I laughed, breathless and still so full of pleasure I
couldn’t quite bring myself to speak for a moment.
“Okay, yeah, if you’re going to do that every day,
I’m totally fine with staying with you.” Jaxon kissed me eagerly, caressing me
all over. I slowly caught my breath, shivering and trembling.
“I am going to make you happy all over the place.”
Jaxon rocked his hips against me steadily, and I could feel the heat and
hardness of his cock pressed against me.
“Well I should make you happy too,” I said. I
reached down, my hand still a little shaky. I wrapped my hand around his hot,
hard cock and began to stroke him slowly, working him. It was far from the
first time, but I felt like it was different somehow—like the freedom to
actually openly be with him made it both more comforting and both exciting at
the same time. Jaxon groaned as I worked him in my hand, rubbing the tip of his
cock with my thumb even as I moved my fingers up and down. I loved the way he
felt, loved the way his cock started to leak precum over my hand.
“Fuck,” Jaxon said in the middle of a moan. I
tumbled him down onto the bed, onto his back, and I began to kiss along his
neck and throat, past his collarbones, down his chest. I nipped and nibbled,
licked and sucked, while Jaxon moaned and writhed, his head tilting back as I
slowly worked my way along the length of his torso. I nuzzled against his hip,
nipping sharply at the skin just above the crease I loved so much there before
I brought my mouth down onto his cock.
I licked at the fluids that had begun to flow,
sucking him into my mouth. Jaxon’s eyes closed and he threaded his fingers in
my hair, tugging slightly, caressing my scalp as I took more and more of him
in. He tasted good—he felt amazing between my lips. Knowing that I could have
him more or less anytime I wanted, that I didn’t even have to worry about my
mom or his dad finding out made it a million times hotter. I felt Jaxon getting
more and more turned on, his body getting tenser, his cock beginning to twitch.
I knew that if I kept it up I could make him come, and I wanted to taste him,
wanted to give him exactly the level of pleasure he’d given me.
Jaxon pushed me away, gently, right when I was sure
that he was on the edge, only moments away from hitting his climax. He brought
my face up to his and kissed me hungrily, touching me everywhere, teasing me
relentlessly. I was trembling in his arms as Jaxon stroked my soaking wet
pussy, as he teased my nipples with his fingers, rolling and twisting
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