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“Jesus Christ,” Crow moaned. He rutted up against me, the head of his cock rubbing against my opening. His hands were tight on my hips, and I was sure they would leave marks. The thought drove me wild, to be able to look in the mirror and see the proof that we had fucked, see the bruises that meant he had made me his.
“C’mon,” I whined, not understanding why he wasn’t fuckinginme already. I squirmed in his lap, but he tightened his grip, stopping me from moving.
“I’m not gonna hurt you,” he huffed. “I’m out of practice, not stupid. We’re going to do this right.”
“The fuck are you—oh.” The last word was little more than a shaky exhale as one of his fingers brushed around my opening and then slowly pressed in. He grinned at me, sliding his finger in and out before adding another. I rocked down onto his fingers, pressing them deeper. Crow kept a rhythm that was almost punishingly slow, and before long, heat was once again pooling in the pit of my stomach.
“Enough already,” I moaned. “I’m ready, Crow, c’mon, please, I want you.”
“Fuck it,” he muttered. His fingers slipped out of me to be replaced with the blunt head of his cock. He slowly pushed in, all the way up to the hilt, and then he stayed still for a moment as I adjusted to the stretch. It wasn’t long before I was desperate for more, needing the friction. Crow cupped my ass, using the grip to slide me up and down his cock. He thrust up into me, quickly finding a rhythm that drove all thought from my head. The drag and pull drove me crazy, hitting spots deep inside of me that set off fireworks behind my eyes. I held onto his shoulder with one hand to steady myself, my other hand sliding down my stomach to rub at my clit.
“God, that’s hot.” Crow sighed, kissing along my jaw. His breath was harsher, his thrusts becoming jerky. “You feel so good, like you were made for my cock. Are you gonna come again for me, Jade?”
“Close,” I moaned. Crow slowed his pace slightly, his hips bucking gently against me, putting more force behind it every so often to keep me close for longer. I gave a desperate sob, clutching his shoulders as I tried to push myself down deeper and harder on his cock. I could feel his body pulse in time with mine. I rocked my hips faster, hoping to reach the edge. Our eyes locked together and I saw something different in his eyes. It was a lust that felt different to that of anyone who watched me dance at Tease. It was for me, not just my body or a good time. With a gentle smile, Crow shifted below me, and suddenly he was hitting a new angle that sent me over the edge into my second orgasm. As my body started to fall, his hands reached to hold my hips, holding me upright as he thrust harder and faster into me. I moaned loudly as I felt him hit against my g-spot over and over again, drawing my orgasm out. Then his hips stuttered, and with a final thrust I felt him come as well. It was as if my mind went completely blank as I felt my body unwind, Crow’s cock softening inside me. He rubbed his thumbs along my thighs, the gentle motion making any remaining tension in my body slip away. I slumped forward, dazed and oversensitive, and acutely aware of him shifting beneath me. He slipped out of me, and carefully arranged me on top of him so I was lying comfortably on his chest.
When I came down from the orgasm high, Crow was stroking one hand through my hair, his other hand a grounding weight on the small of my back. I gave a pleased hum and curled closer. His usual scent of sandalwood, oil, and smoke filled my nose. I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed that smell since we’d stopped hanging out. For a while, we just breathed together, then, quietly:
“I care about you, Jade.”
“I care about you too, Michael,” I whispered back, hiding a smile.
“What do we do now?” he asked.
I bit my lip. “I’m not sure,” I confessed. “I need to leave Ray, obviously, but I don’t know where I’d go…”
“You could stay with me,” he suggested, then tensed like he had surprised himself. I huffed a laugh, leaning up to kiss him quickly.
“I might just take you up on that. At least for tonight. I just need to go back there first, gather up some stuff.”
“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” Crow frowned at me. “It doesn’t seem safe.” I rubbed at the creases in his forehead with my thumb.
“I’ll be careful, I promise,” I told him, kissing him lightly again. “And tonight, I’ll be expecting round two.”
“Make that round three.” Crow smirked, drawing me back in for a deeper kiss as his hand slid up my thigh.
“Fast recovery time,” I mumbled approvingly. “We’re gonna have a lot of fun, I can tell.”
Chapter Seventeen
Crow
We were squeezed onto the couch, lying side by side with neither of us willing to move much as we dozed off the exertion of round two. It was cramped, and I had to keep myself tense so that I didn’t fall off. But Jade was in my arms, so it was the most comfortable I could remember being since moving to Mascid. I held her against my chest, watching her eyes move beneath her lids as she dreamed, feeling every small shift of her body as she breathed. Her body was warm and soft, pressed completely against mine. I smiled, brushing her hair away from her face and breathing in the smell of her apple shampoo. The scent seemed to seamlessly blend with the smell of sex lingering on the air. She shifted slightly at the touch, tucking herself closer to me.
“Michael?” she mumbled, her eyes only half open.
“Mhm?” I pressed a kiss to her forehead, wishing that time would slow down.
“I should really go and get my things.”
“You sure?” I mumbled, pressing kisses along her neck. She hummed, tilting her head to give me better access then after a moment, she pushed me away to sit up.
“Yes, I’m sure.” She chuckled, smiling down at me. “C’mon, the sooner I do it, the sooner I can come back.”
I grumbled, sitting up as well. “I still don’t like it though.”
“I won’t be long, I promise.” She took hold of my hands, rubbing small circles on the backs with her thumbs, and I relaxed a little, leaning forward to kiss her again. I felt her smile into it, then she was standing up and backing away, keeping her lips on mine. I kept a hold of her hand, following her so we didn’t break the kiss. She giggled, taking advantage of this to tow me toward the front door, almost backing into the wall in the process. I grinned, pushing her against it and deepening our kiss. Her hands tightened their grip on mine and she moaned softly into my mouth, arching up slightly so her tits pressed against my chest.
“Mm, Michael, no,” she said after a few moments, pulling away. “Don’t distract me!”
