Page 2 of Jacked and Jaded

“Fuck yeah! Just like that.” Trick slapped his hand on the table, causing the guys to grab for their wobbling beers before they tipped over and ruined their cards. His head tipped back and his hand found its way to Lynnette’s hair, pushing her down on his cock as he thrust up. He did this four more times and shouted, “God damn!” as he came down her throat.

Lynnette pulled back, licking him clean, then swiped at the corners of her mouth with a red-tipped finger to get anything she might’ve missed. Smiling like the cat that ate the canary, she stood and offered her hand to Trick. He took her hand and got to his feet. He shoved his dick in his pants and slung an arm around her shoulders, heading off toward his room where things would resume.

“Umph.” Jackson was caught unaware as Cami, another sweetbutt that liked to hang around the clubhouse, plopped her sweet little ass in his lap. He settled one hand at her hip and tipped his bottle up with the other. He nodded for her to pick up his cards so he could see them. He whispered in her ear what to throw away and how much to bet. She asked for three. He looked at his new cards and shook his head. More shitty cards. “I’m out.” He told her to toss them down on the table.

While everyone around him was having a good time, talking smack and laughing at jokes, Jackson’s mind drifted, wondering what Calliope was doing right now and if she ever thought about him.

Fuck. Did he grow a vagina and he hadn’t realized it yet?

Cami wigglingin his lap got his attention. “If you don’t sit still, I’m going to have to take you back to my room and fuck you.”

He knew what he said was like waving a red flag at a bull. Cami would take it as a challenge to get him so worked up, he’d have no choice but to do exactly what he threatened.

She bit her lip, the hungry look in her eyes telling him she was more than ready to find out what he had in mind. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” He pulled her down and kissed her deep, his tongue swiftly slipping inside and tangling with hers. He pulled back and announced that he was done with cards for the night and was going to be busy with Cami. He lifted her off his lap, then took her hand and pulled her along behind him. Once they were inside his room, he backed her up against the door and slammed his mouth back down on hers.

“Hope you’re up for a long night.” He liked the look of anticipation on her face as her eyes lit up. Stepping back, he helped her out of her dress, not surprised that she was naked underneath. “On your knees.”

She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and did as she was told. Her hands went straight to his fly, releasing the button and pulling down the zipper, all while keeping her gaze locked on his. She’d blown him before and knew what to expect when she freed his engorged cock, but every single time, she smiled like she was opening a present on Christmas morning. He’d be lying if he didn’t admit that her reaction was good for his or any man’s ego.

He took his cut off and tossed it to the chair a few feet away. Her small smooth hands felt hot on his skin as she slowly ran her fingers along his thighs to base of his cock, then to the tip. Reaching behind his neck, he grabbed a hold of his t-shirt and pulled it up and over his head, tossing it in the same direction as his cut. As much as he liked the feel of her soft touch, he needed to feel her warm mouth wrapping around him. He fisted her hair and got her attention. “Suck it. Now.”

Cami’s slow sexy smile told him he was in for a hell of a blowjob. She was the kind of woman who liked control to be taken away from her. She liked being told what to do. Looking up the length of his body, she licked her lips right before she took the head of his dick in her mouth. He was half expecting her to tease him and take her time, working and tormenting the head for a while before she took it further. Not tonight. She must have felt his need for an aggressive, orgasm-wringing fuck because she took him all the way down her throat right off the bat.

“Fuck me, Cami. You’re so damn good at that.” He felt his stomach muscles clench as she swallowed around his cock. Fuck. If she kept this up, he’d be coming in her mouth in no time. She hummed her gratitude at his praise and picked up the pace.

“God damn, woman. You’re going to make me come fast if you keep that up.” Her eyes told him that was exactly what she wanted him to do. Well, she couldn’t say he didn’t warn her. He clenched her hair tighter in his fist and started pumping his hips to meet her down stroke, his breathing accelerating. It was his turn to bite his bottom lip. Shit. His brows drew together, his legs tensed and he let her swallow his cock down her throat again where he emptied his load with such force, he worried that he’d hurt himself or her. She pulled back slowly, licking him clean as she went. Her pink tongue slipped out and caught the last of his cum at the corners of her mouth.

“You naughty, naughty girl. You think you’re in charge tonight?” He helped her to her feet. He told her to lose the heels she’d yet to take off and climb up to the middle of the bed. He shucked his jeans that he wore commando style down his legs and toed off his boots. “You ready for a hard fucking?”

Cami giggled, the light in her eyes dancing. “Yes, Jackson. I’m ready for a hard fucking.”

He had to admit Cami and Lynnette were his favorite sweetbutts because they were always up for anything and didn’t try to get all clingy like some of them tended to do. She knew her place in the grand scheme of things and was okay with it. She wasn’t looking for happily ever after. She just wanted fuck me for the night, which worked out great for him because he had no plans of ever settling down. If he couldn’t have Calliope, he didn’t want anyone else.

Taking his place between Cami’s spread legs, he could easily see how excited she was already. He tore open the condom and rolled it on. Scooting closer, he took himself in hand and rubbed his dick through her wetness before lining himself up and sinking slowly into her heat. God, was there anything finer than the feel of a tight pussy taking his cock? If there was, he didn’t know what it would be.

He started off with a couple of slow strokes to get her used to him, then picked up his pace. Supporting his weight on his arms, he leaned down and kissed Cami, his tongue moving in time with his thrusts until he had to change positions or risk coming too soon. He leaned back on his heels and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her toward his cock as he thrust forward. Hammering into her, he could already feel his balls tightening up. He was getting close to blowing again. “Touch yourself. Help me out, darlin’, ’cause your tight pussy has got me close to coming again.”

Cami slid her small hand across her stomach and down until she found that little bundle of nerves guaranteed to get her there. She gasped at her first touch, her hips rolling up.

“That’s it. Work it, girl.” He could feel her pussy begin to milk his cock and prayed she got there fast.

“Oh, God, Jackson. I’m going…” Cami never finished what she was about to say. He could feel her legs shaking at his sides right before she came apart in his arms. Her eyes slammed shut, clenching them tight as she screamed his name and rode out her orgasm. “Ahhhh, Jackson!”

“Fuck yeah.” That’s all he was waiting for. Letting go of his control, he threw his head back and groaned long and loud with his orgasm. He waited until her pussy milked him dry before dropping down on top of her. He was careful not to crush her under his weight while he caught his breath. Once he could breathe again, he rolled to the side and left the bed to dispose of the condom. He climbed back into bed next to Cami and pulled her into his side. He’d give her a little bit of time before he demanded more out of her.

They would go on to fuck two more times before they both collapsed side-by-side in the bed. He wasn’t sure, but Cami may have passed out after that last one even before he was finished. He got up to get rid of the condom and thought he really needed to get a small trashcan to set next the bed. Exhausted, he lay down beside her and closed his eyes, sleep taking him immediately. In fact, he slept like the dead until the sound of someone pounding on his bedroom door the next morning woke him up.

He slowly came awake, turning to check the time on the bedside clock. “Fuck me. Seven o’clock?”

“Time to get up, J man! Rise and shine!”

Jackson grunted at Jed’s chipper attitude. What the hell? Oh yeah, they had a run to do today. Fuck. Looked like he was getting up whether he wanted to or not. He reached over and gently shook Cami. “Hey, babe. Time to get up. I gotta leave.”

Cami groaned and pulled the pillow off her face. “What time is it?”

“A little after seven.”

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