Page 59 of Not Falling for the Forward
His grip tightens on my hips, and he grits his teeth tighter losing eye contact with my boobs to look at my face, “Tell me you’re close, baby, I can’t last much longer.”
“What? I can’t…” He can’t be serious; he wants me to come again? This was just for him.
“Lean back, hands on my thighs,” he commands, suddenly serious, as if my answer did not please him. I do as he says because I’m really enjoying his bossiness in the bedroom. The new angle makes me gasp as he is directed towards my front inner walls. A new wave of sparks start to shimmer in my blood.
I surely can’t come again.
I’m proven wrong, very quickly, when Jack brings his thumb and applies pressure to my clit. I make an incomprehensible sound that was supposed to be a ‘fuckyesjack’.
He circles his thumb quickly as I move my hips up and down, meeting his when he thrusts into me. My breaths come out in quick pants as sweat starts to coat my skin. I am vibrating with need. All I can feel is Jack inside me, circling that sweet spot, his thumb and dick working in tandem.
“Yes baby, that’s it. Let go,” Jack says as I feel myself start to tense.
His thrusts have gotten more out of control, as if him watching me get off has sent him into a frenzy. “Such a fucking good girl about to come on my cock. Yes, squeeze it, baby. Let me feel you come around my dick.”
The mixture of his words, his thumb and his dick send me over the edge. Sparks explode and I think I scream his name as I throw my head back. My thighs tighten around him as his hands grip my hips and he thrusts inside me, harder now.
“Fuck baby, yes. So fucking sexy when you do that,” he says as his thrusts get even sloppier. “Emily, Fuck!” he shouts, tensing andfinding his release. I fall onto his chest as he shudders through his orgasm.
We both pant as he turns to the side and cradles me in his arms. He places small kisses in my hair, my face and finally my lips. Slowly, tenderly. More gently than I would expect from the Jack I met a few months ago, but exactly how I would expect the Jack I know now to act.
“That was. Wow.” I sigh.
I feel his grin on my lips as he hums, “Mmm, it was.”
He lifts my face so I’m looking in his eyes, suddenly serious. “Never do that again.”
My brows burrow in confusion, “What?”
“Never think you’re not getting off when I’m inside you. You come on my cock every time it’s inside you. Understand?”
***
Jack
I’m in the kitchen making coffee and gathering ingredients for breakfast when Emily appears in the door frame. It takes all my willpower to not fall to my knees at the sight of her.
Last night in her tight formal dress with her hair and make-up done, she was beautiful. But this morning, wearing my shirt from last night, over what I’m begging is nothing, her make-up smudged under her eyes and her hair messy, she is nothing other than breathtaking.
I realise I am staring when she starts to awkwardly play with the sleeve of my shirt. “Good morning, beautiful,” I say a grin forming on my mouth.
“Good morning,” she replies, walking toward me. My shirt hitches higher on her toned legs as she walks and all thoughts of breakfast leave my mind. You would think after waking each other up multiple times over night we would be sated, but I see the blush start to form high on her cheeks as she gets closer to me. The same blush that stained her cheeks last night, just before we fucked.
I scoop her up in my arms and she releases a small, surprised squeal before giggling against my shoulder. God her body fits perfectly against mine, her legs wrapped around my waist like this, her ass palmed in my hands.
I drop her down on the countertop but don’t step back. My mouth is on hers, want and need coursing through me, the little gasps and moans she makes sending my blood boiling.
She pulls me in tighter with her legs and starts to writhe against me. “You want me again, baby?” I tease, as if it’s not been the only thing on my mind since I woke up.
“Yes, now,” she moans as she circles herself against the tent in my sweatpants.
“So greedy, what if I wanted to eat first?” I whisper into her neck as I work my way down with my tongue.
“Mmmm, yes, you can eat,” she says as she opens her legs and leans back on the countertop, letting me see exactly what she wants me to eat.
I growl at the sight of her already wet and waiting for me and who am I to deny her anything she fucking wants. It doesn’t stop me from taking my time though, I slowly undo each button of the shirt she is wearing and let it fall open, revealing her perfect naked body.I slide a finger down her chest and slowly circle her nipple, the pink nub hardening under my touch. I do the same on the other side. Her breaths quicken, and she lets out short gasps as I tease her.
“Please,” she whispers as I glide my finger down her stomach, slowly, ever so slowly. We are both watching my finger as it reaches the Apex of her thighs. We both groan as I guide it inside her.
