Something Great
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“I have work tomorrow, and so do you. I’m sure it’s close to ten.”
“You don’t remember what I told you?”
“Yes, but—”
“No buts, Jenna. You’re spending the night with me. I want you to stay…please.” With that pouting look that could make your heart melt, I didn’t have the strength to turn him down.
“Okay…but I need to work a little in the morning, and I’ll call Lisa. I’ve been out so long, being sick and all.”
“Sure. And Jenna?”
“Yes.”
“I’m glad you said yes.” He sounded sincere, and so happy.
“I can’t say no to you when you pout like that.” I poked him on his chest.
“That was the plan.” He arched his brows.
“You….” I tickled him a little. “But seriously, what time is it? I need to text Becky that I’m not coming home. She’ll worry about me.”
“Babe, it’s past midnight.”
“What?” I got to Max’s at eight. “We’ve being doing it…I mean…that long…I didn’t….”
Max let out a full-blown chuckle, obviously finding this amusing. When he chuckled, his Adam’s apple moved. Without thinking, my hand went straight for it. Max was still, seemingly enjoying my touch. Then I moved my fingers along his strong jawline, feeling every inch of it, trailing upward to his hairline, curving along his thick dark eyebrows, and down his perfect nose to his lips. I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but it made him moan. When I felt his hardness against me, I sucked in air and unknowingly stuck my finger in my mouth, looking right at him.
Max moaned again. “Jenna….” My name rolled off his tongue in a smooth, deep, yet scolding tone. I never knew my name could sound so sexy. “Does your finger taste good? I bet it does. I told you not to do that.” He pulled it out of my mouth. Without warning, he stuck it in his and started to suck.
I tried to pull it out, but his suction was stronger, and when that pleasurable feeling shot down between my legs, I wanted more. Letting go of my index finger, he shifted his mouth to mine, and his penis slowly rubbed against me. I was wet….and getting wetter with each stroke. I couldn’t take it anymore. Having just climaxed I didn’t know if it was possible to do it again. I guessed I’d find out.
“I told you the next time you did that it was going straight to my mouth,” he said in between kisses. “Do you want more, Jenna, or have you had enough?”
How did he expect me to tell him to stop when his hand was playing on my breast and warmth spread where his penis was touching me? “More…Max,” I panted, whispering in his ear. I had never asked my ex for more before, and in a way I was really shy about it, but Max’s touch put me over the edge.
With his knee he spread my legs apart and hovered over me, placed a condom, and put his fingers between my legs. “You’re so wet. I love how I make you wet, babe.” With his body slightly pressed on mine he moved up and down, but not inside, while cupping my face. “You want this, babe?” he asked, drilling his eyes to mine with fire in them.
The ache between my legs was already erupting, throbbing, and I needed him to release it so badly. “Yes, Max…please,” I begged.
With one thrust, Max was inside me, causing me to suck in a lump of air. Rolling to the side while inside me, he rode me faster and deeper, and I followed his rhythm with my hands on his hips. Having done it once took me out of my shyness, and the second time was even better. When his mouth covered my nipple, sucking as hard as he had with my finger, I exploded even more. Throwing my head back as my back curved, I pressed my breast into him even more.
“Are you exploding, Jenna?” Max asked, groaning.
“Yes,” I whispered, gripping his hair so tightly, I was surprised he didn’t tell me to stop. I got my answer…it was possible to climax again. Loud sounds escaped my mouth as I bit my bottom lip, and tears dampened the side of my face. Why was I crying? But they were blissful, fulfilling, can’t take any more, tears.
“Louder, baby. No one can hear you. Scream for me. Cry for me,” Max’s breath was heavy as he pumped even faster…faster…never ending faster. I screamed louder, and I would have sworn the whole world heard me. He was that good.
“I’m coming, babe.” Within several seconds, he dropped next to me, and hot puffs of air blew out of his mouth. I was doing the same thing as my body pulsated, making me weak all over. Without a doubt my need had been fulfilled, if not more.
After a short while, Max stood up. “Take a shower with me, then we can go to bed or not.” He twitched his brows seductively. “I have extra tooth brushes and a bunch of toiletries under the sink.”
“Okay,” I said shyly, then wondered how many girls had spent the night. Oh…I had to stop thinking those thoughts. But I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I didn’t want to be those girls on his list. This was something I would never do, especially when I hardly knew him, but in a way I felt like I did.
Max broke my thoughts when he reached out his hand to me. When I was just about to take it, he scooped his arms around me and lifted me up into his hold. We were buck-naked together. That thought was thrilling, exciting, but my face flushed with warmth all of a sudden. Though he had seen all of me, standing there in the shower for full exposure was not my cup of tea.
“You don’t remember what I told you?”
“Yes, but—”
“No buts, Jenna. You’re spending the night with me. I want you to stay…please.” With that pouting look that could make your heart melt, I didn’t have the strength to turn him down.
“Okay…but I need to work a little in the morning, and I’ll call Lisa. I’ve been out so long, being sick and all.”
“Sure. And Jenna?”
“Yes.”
“I’m glad you said yes.” He sounded sincere, and so happy.
“I can’t say no to you when you pout like that.” I poked him on his chest.
“That was the plan.” He arched his brows.
“You….” I tickled him a little. “But seriously, what time is it? I need to text Becky that I’m not coming home. She’ll worry about me.”
“Babe, it’s past midnight.”
“What?” I got to Max’s at eight. “We’ve being doing it…I mean…that long…I didn’t….”
Max let out a full-blown chuckle, obviously finding this amusing. When he chuckled, his Adam’s apple moved. Without thinking, my hand went straight for it. Max was still, seemingly enjoying my touch. Then I moved my fingers along his strong jawline, feeling every inch of it, trailing upward to his hairline, curving along his thick dark eyebrows, and down his perfect nose to his lips. I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but it made him moan. When I felt his hardness against me, I sucked in air and unknowingly stuck my finger in my mouth, looking right at him.
Max moaned again. “Jenna….” My name rolled off his tongue in a smooth, deep, yet scolding tone. I never knew my name could sound so sexy. “Does your finger taste good? I bet it does. I told you not to do that.” He pulled it out of my mouth. Without warning, he stuck it in his and started to suck.
I tried to pull it out, but his suction was stronger, and when that pleasurable feeling shot down between my legs, I wanted more. Letting go of my index finger, he shifted his mouth to mine, and his penis slowly rubbed against me. I was wet….and getting wetter with each stroke. I couldn’t take it anymore. Having just climaxed I didn’t know if it was possible to do it again. I guessed I’d find out.
“I told you the next time you did that it was going straight to my mouth,” he said in between kisses. “Do you want more, Jenna, or have you had enough?”
How did he expect me to tell him to stop when his hand was playing on my breast and warmth spread where his penis was touching me? “More…Max,” I panted, whispering in his ear. I had never asked my ex for more before, and in a way I was really shy about it, but Max’s touch put me over the edge.
With his knee he spread my legs apart and hovered over me, placed a condom, and put his fingers between my legs. “You’re so wet. I love how I make you wet, babe.” With his body slightly pressed on mine he moved up and down, but not inside, while cupping my face. “You want this, babe?” he asked, drilling his eyes to mine with fire in them.
The ache between my legs was already erupting, throbbing, and I needed him to release it so badly. “Yes, Max…please,” I begged.
With one thrust, Max was inside me, causing me to suck in a lump of air. Rolling to the side while inside me, he rode me faster and deeper, and I followed his rhythm with my hands on his hips. Having done it once took me out of my shyness, and the second time was even better. When his mouth covered my nipple, sucking as hard as he had with my finger, I exploded even more. Throwing my head back as my back curved, I pressed my breast into him even more.
“Are you exploding, Jenna?” Max asked, groaning.
“Yes,” I whispered, gripping his hair so tightly, I was surprised he didn’t tell me to stop. I got my answer…it was possible to climax again. Loud sounds escaped my mouth as I bit my bottom lip, and tears dampened the side of my face. Why was I crying? But they were blissful, fulfilling, can’t take any more, tears.
“Louder, baby. No one can hear you. Scream for me. Cry for me,” Max’s breath was heavy as he pumped even faster…faster…never ending faster. I screamed louder, and I would have sworn the whole world heard me. He was that good.
“I’m coming, babe.” Within several seconds, he dropped next to me, and hot puffs of air blew out of his mouth. I was doing the same thing as my body pulsated, making me weak all over. Without a doubt my need had been fulfilled, if not more.
After a short while, Max stood up. “Take a shower with me, then we can go to bed or not.” He twitched his brows seductively. “I have extra tooth brushes and a bunch of toiletries under the sink.”
“Okay,” I said shyly, then wondered how many girls had spent the night. Oh…I had to stop thinking those thoughts. But I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I didn’t want to be those girls on his list. This was something I would never do, especially when I hardly knew him, but in a way I felt like I did.
Max broke my thoughts when he reached out his hand to me. When I was just about to take it, he scooped his arms around me and lifted me up into his hold. We were buck-naked together. That thought was thrilling, exciting, but my face flushed with warmth all of a sudden. Though he had seen all of me, standing there in the shower for full exposure was not my cup of tea.
