Page 44 of Hardcore Vanilla
Captain Caveman was turning out to be way dirtier than she'd ever given him credit for. Sharon was getting to know all sorts of secrets about his pervy side.
In response, Jake laved his tongue back over her crinkled hole again, teasing the delicate nerve endings there and making Sharon squirm even more. Even though he was focusing his oral assault on her ass, it was her pussy that was responding.
"Jake... please..." She shuddered as his fingers tightened, pressing into her soft flesh. "We don't have time!"
******
Sadly, Sharon was probably right.
Jake would have enjoyed teasing her more - and he would have definitely enjoyed shocking her more - but they couldn't spend hours up in his room. The sounds of the party below were muted but still there, a constant reminder that people could notice they were missing and maybe even come looking for them at any minute. His heart felt like it was beating faster than usual as he gave her one last lick and then stood.
She'd already untucked his shirt and it only took him a moment to open the front of his pants and free his cock. Both of them groaned in unison as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down her wet slit before thrusting in, hard and fast. Immediately, the slick walls of Sharon's pussy clenched around him, squeezing tightly as he dragged his cock back out of her wet heat.
Leaning forward, he slid his hands up her sides so he could cup her hanging breasts, squeezing them roughly as he started to move with deep, long thrusts in and out of her body.
"Oh... fuck..." She gasped the words out, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts, while Jake pinched her nipples between his fingers. He could feel her response as her pussy tightened automatically, spasming around him at the pleasurably painful stimulation.
"Shh," he whispered in her ear, nuzzling his lips along the back of her neck. "You don't want anyone to hear you."
The chances of anyone doing so were slim to none, but just the reminder made her whimper with excitement. She wasn't the only one turned on by the idea. Being here in his old room, with an entire party of people downstairs, while he did filthy things to Sharon... He knew he wasn't going to be able to hold on to his self-control for long. She felt too good and he was too turned on.
Listening to her muted moans and the high whimpers in the back of her throat, wasn't helping either. Jake bit back his own groan of pleasure as he started moving harder, faster, using his grip on her breasts as leverage to thrust deeply into her from behind. The slap of their bodies coming together was louder than any of Sharon's soft gasps.
He pulled back slightly, so he could slip a hand between her thighs, his fingers seeking out the swollen nub of her clit. Her head dropped down as she cried out softly. Working the sensitive bud, Jake clenched his teeth against another groan. The hot sheath of her pussy spasmed around him and his balls tightened, a tingling heat traveling up the base of his spine.
Moving harder, faster, he rubbed her clit, determined to make sure she got her pleasure too. The slick friction of her body was making it harder and harder for him to keep his own needs under control. He could feel the ecstasy building, his breath coming in short, sharp pants as he held it back.
"Oh fuck... oh fuck..." Her chant was soft enough he could barely hear it, but he felt it as she bucked against him, taking him in deep. "Jake!"
His fingers curved, pressing her clit hard as he jerked against her, shoving in hard as his cock began to throb. The high gasp of her pleasure mingled with his low groan as his orgasm pulsed, his hips rocking slightly with each jet of cum. Sharon quivered around him, shuddering with her own completion as her muscles worked his cock, prolonging the pleasure for both of them and leaving him weak-kneed.
******
They made it back downstairs just as people were gathering in the kitchen, with Sharon coming in through the front hall while Jake had circled around through the other rooms in the house to enter the kitchen on the opposite side. Thankfully, his mom was the kind of incredibly awesome woman who kept the bathrooms well stocked with feminine products, so Sharon had been able to find a panty-liner to quickly shove into her tights.
It was one thing to get it on with Jake at the party, another to spend the rest of the evening with his cum dripping down her leg. Of course, she hadn't really been thinking about that before they'd gone upstairs.
Either way she would have no regrets, but she was still glad she wasn't going to be running to the bathroom every ten minutes to wipe away the leakage and prevent a wet spot on her dress.
Catching his eye, she shared a secret smile with him before turning to accept one of the glasses of champagne being passed around.
"You dirty girl."
Kate's voice, full of amusement, made Sharon jump as her best friend appeared beside her. Oops. Evidently at least one person had noticed her and Jake's simultaneous disappearing act. At least Kate wasn't the type to be loud about it.
Opening her eyes as wide as they would go, Sharon batted her eyelashes innocently up at her bestie. "Whatever are you talking about?"
"Uh huh." Kate smirked at her. Behind her, Andrew gave Sharon a brief smile and then glowered across the room at Jake. Scowling, Sharon stepped back, getting the toe of his shoe with her heel.
"Ow!"
"Oops," she said meaningfully, not sounding sorry at all.
The big brother thing could be cute, but only to a point. She liked to be coddled, not smothered. Andrew transferred his glower to her, but he didn't get a chance to say anything before Jake and Lexie's dad - standing in the middle of the kitchen beside his wife and the happy couple - started clinking a fork against his champagne flute. The high tinkling sound drew everyone's attention and conversation swiftly dropped away into expectant silence.
"Ah yes," Mr. Standish said a bit gruffly. Sharon had really only gotten a glimpse of him earlier; Jake definitely took after his dad. He was a handsome older man with salt and pepper hair, although he had dark eyes unlike his wife and children. She could picture Jake aging exactly like him and the glimpse into the future was pretty damn good. As soon as she had the thought, she chided herself for even thinking about what Jake would look like in thirty to forty years because why would that matter to her? "Wendy and I would like to thank you all for coming tonight."
Pausing, he looked down at his wife, who beamed up at him. Sharon's lips twitched. Apparently, Jake also got his reluctance to being the center of attention from his dad, although his mom didn't seem to mind at all. Beside them, Patrick had his arm curved around Lexie and was smiling radiantly down at her. She was looking up at him with pure adoration written across her face. It was like something out of a Hallmark movie and Sharon could already feel tears pricking the backs of her eyes.
