Chapter Seven

PAIGE

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I felt stupid the entire drive to Jay’s. I never should have done that. I wasn’t sorry about giving him a blowjob, that had been a lot of fun, but I felt weird for reacting the way I did.

When I’d seen him talking to Jessie I’d been jealous, and I couldn’t help but notice that we looked similar. We were both short, blonde and blue eyed, but she looked like a pinup girl while I looked like an awkward teen. I thought he’d found Paige 2.0 and was hoping to trade me in for a hotter model, and that’s when the determination had set in.

Then I find out he’d dated Paige 2.0, for a year. It didn’t matter that it was in highschool or they’d been over for a long time, they had a past. I didn’t want him to remember why they’d gotten together in the first place, and by the way she was looking at him, tossing her hair like a champ as she batted her damn eyes at him, it seemed that’s exactly what she wanted him to do.

I’ve never been a very overt person when it comes to showing affection. I like hugs and cuddles probably more than the average person, but when it comes to sexual advances, I’m an amateur. Some animal instinct must have kicked in because all I could think about was getting Jay away from his ex and showing him how much I wanted him. I wanted him to know just how good I could be, and I’d manipulated him with sex.

He might have enjoyed it, but I still felt like a bitch for doing it.

I was so deep in thought I didn’t even realize we’d made it to his building, not until he turned off the car and put his hand on my knee.

I jumped and looked over at him. “Sorry.”

“You were a million miles away. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I was just thinking.”

“That much was obvious. I could almost see the wheels spinning.” He grinned. “What were you thinking about?”

“I’m sorry about the alley.”

“Why? Unless you did it because you felt you had to then there’s no reason to be sorry.”

“My motivations were selfish, and pretty high on the bitch scale.”

“Maybe,” he shrugged, “but did you want to do it?”

“Yes, but—”

“And do you regret it? Not why, but that act itself.”

“No. I enjoyed it.”

“Then don’t be sorry.” He leaned forward and gave me a kiss. “You never have to be sorry for giving me pleasure.”

I nodded and gave him a smile. I still felt weird about the whole thing, but he was being so good to me I was able to push it to the back of my mind. We were fuck buddies. We were friends who at this point had yet to actually have sex, and I was already acting like a jealous girlfriend. I didn’t want to think about how that could mean I had deeper feelings for him because if that was the case then I could not only lose Jay, but have my heart broken.

We climbed out of the car and headed into his apartment.

“Jax?” he called out as he pushed open the door. “Jax?”

“Not home?” I asked hopefully as he looked down at me, closing the door with a resounding thud.

“The place is all ours.”

I was about to respond with something that hopefully came out flirty and witty, but Jay grabbed me by the waist and hauled me up against his body. His lips were on mine, kissing me so deep my head immediately started spinning and my knees grew weak.

His hands slipped down to my ass and he picked me up, molding me to his body as he moved toward the couch. I wrapped my legs around his waist, grateful for the give in my skirt, and tangled my hands in his long hair.

I thought he was going to sit down with me on his lap, but he had other plans.

He lay me down on the couch, his body pressing mine into the cushions as his hands roamed over me. I could feel his cock, hard and hot against my stomach, and whimpered against his kiss.

“Jay!” I gasped as he pulled away and trailed kisses down my body.

The couch was a little too small for both of us to settle on, and before I knew it Jay had swung his body over the side and was pulling me so I was sitting up with him between my legs.

“Geeze, Jay.”

“Geeze?” He grinned up at me as he reached under my skirt to grab the sides of my panties. “A little tame for the havoc I’m planning on wreaking on your pussy.”

“Not sure if that’s the sexiest or the scariest thing anyone has ever said to me. Oh!”

In one move he’d ripped my panties off and was pushing my legs up and apart. I felt a little exposed in this position, but stopped worrying the moment he lowered his mouth to my mound.

“Oh god!” I cried out as he shoved his tongue deep inside my channel before running it up my slit and flicking it over my clit. “Fuck.”

“There’s that dirty mouth I love so much.” He grinned up at me, his mouth hovering over my throbbing sex.

“Don’t stop,” I begged.

“Convince me.”

By the gleam in his eyes I could see he was feeling a bit playful. I’d never been one for dirty talk, had never even attempted it before, but two could play this game. If there was ever a guy to experiment with, it was Jay.

“Put your mouth back on my pussy. Lick me, suck on my clit. Make me come so hard, baby. Fuck me with your mouth until I scream for you.”

Jay’s eyes widened at my words and I felt a rush of confidence move through me. He was looking at me like he wanted nothing more than to devour me and it was a heady feeling.

He didn’t say a word, he just shoved my legs as far apart as they would go and sealed his lips over my clit, sucking it into his mouth as he flicked his tongue over it.

“Oh god. Oh fuck!” I gripped the cushions on the couch, desperately trying to stop my legs from kicking as pleasure shot through my body. I could already feel my orgasm starting, and when he released my clit and instead started tonguing it with long, steady strokes, I was lost.

“Oh god!” I screamed, my body heaving as my orgasm crashed over me.

When I was finally able to focus, Jay was kneeling between my legs with a hungry look in his eyes.

“Fuck me,” I begged before he could say a word. “Please, I need to feel you inside me.”

With an animalistic grunt he pulled a condom out of his pocket and ripped it open with his teeth. Using his other hand he thumbed open his pants and pulled out his rock-hard cock.

I moaned as I watched him roll the condom on, almost shivering with anticipation. I’d never felt such a burning need to be with someone before, and I was sure I would explode if he took much longer.

When the condom was on he reached forward and grabbed me. I thought he was going to enter me and go to town, but he surprised me by spinning us around so he was sitting on the couch and I was in his lap.

“I want you to be in control.” He stared up at me with passion and lust shining in his eyes. “I want you to fuck me.”

That was all the encouragement I needed.

I reached down and gripped his shaft in my hand, shifting so I was lined up with him. Keeping my eyes on his I slowly lowered myself down on his cock, sighing with pleasure as he filled me.

“Fuck, baby. You’re so fucking tight.” He groaned and gripped my hips.

“How attached to this shirt are you?” I asked, keeping my body and hips still.

“What?”

“The shirt. I want to play with your nipple rings.”

Jay didn’t answer me. Instead he let go of my hips and ripped his shirt open. A few of the buttons bounced off my torso but I ignored them as I began rocking my hips over his cock.

“Fuck, Paige.” He gripped my hips and helped me set a rhythm as I ground down on him.

“Oh yes. God, Jay.” I ran my hands up his tight and toned abs before making my way up to his nipples.

“Shit.” He grit his teeth and pulled me a little faster over him as I gently tweaked the small barbell piercings.

I was about to ask him if it felt good, but before I could open my mouth he sat up and pressed our bodies together as his lips found mine in a deep kiss.

His hips were shifting beneath me, helping him slide in and out of me at a faster and faster pace as I rubbed my clit against him, and within seconds I felt myself swinging up towards a second orgasm.

I cried out around his kiss, but he refused to let me go and kept his lips firmly on mine. It was as intimate as it was pleasurable, and it felt like we’d stopped fucking and were making love.

I ran my hands through his hair, gripping at the long, glossy strands as his arms wrapped around my body. I was seconds away from coming, and the fact that I couldn’t scream intensified every feeling.

When my release finally hit me I was almost knocked senseless. Every muscle in my body contracted as a floodgate of pleasure was opened inside me. I felt him jerk under me, his mouth still relentlessly plundering mine, as he hit his own orgasm.

It took a moment, but my body eventually stopped shaking and I was able to push the physical bliss aside and focus on Jay’s kiss.

I’d never been kissed like that in my life. I felt connected to him, as though he was trying to tell me how he felt without using words, and when he finally pulled away my head was spinning.

“Wow.” I didn’t have a better word, or any other words at the moment, and he just smiled and gave me one last nipping kiss.

“Definitely wow.” He reached out and brushed a lock of my hair off my cheek and tucked it behind my ear. “Here, move up for a second.”

I wasn’t sure what he meant, but figured it out when he used his arm to lift me off his body slightly. His softening cock slipped out of me and I couldn’t help groaning in protest.

“I wish I could stay in there all night.” He smiled tenderly and pulled me against his chest so I could lay against him. “But I don’t want to chance anything.”

It was then the lessons I’d learned in health class came back to me. Once he was soft the condom could slip and we wouldn’t be protected. I never would have thought of that.

“That was amazing, Paige,” he said softly as he pressed a kiss against my hair.

“It was,” I agreed. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

He didn’t say anything, but when his hand began stroking my hair in a soft and rhythmic pace I almost started purring.

I have no idea how long we stayed like that. I do know that it was long after my legs started to go numb from straddling over him, but I didn’t care. All I wanted was to stay in his arms and remember every moment of what we’d just shared.