Chapter Nineteen
Lucy
We curled up on the couch after putting Jenna to bed, and his arm snaked around my back. His strong body was pulling me close, inching me toward him while the movie droned on in the background. The moment his fingers hit the dip in my waist, I was no longer paying attention to the television but, instead, focusing completely on his touch. His fingertips swirled around on my clothed skin, forcing a light sigh to escape from my lips. It felt familiar to be in his arms, even after seeing Megan in his house after our date, and I wasn’t quite ready to go home.
“Did you have fun today?” Jason asked.
“I did. What about you?” I asked.
“Very much so. Though, my favorite part probably isn’t what people think it is,” he said.
“Oh, really? And what was your favorite part?”
“I don’t know. I kind of liked how jealous you got about Megan being here.”
I wasn’t sure what answer I’d expected, but it wasn’t that one. “I wasn’t jealous. I was just being protective of Jenna.”
“That’s my job,” I said. “You, on the other hand, were very jealous another woman was in this house when you walked back into it.”
“And I’ll tell you again, I was not.”
Jason reached for the remote and cut the television off before he faced me. I felt like he had shined a spotlight down onto me, and I wasn’t enjoying it, but the smirk on his face told me he was.
“You know, jealousy suits you,” he said.
“And I’ll say it again. I was not jealous.”
“Oh, your lies hurt so much. And here, I thought we could talk to each other about anything.”
“Quit being such a drama king,” I said as I turned my body toward him. “You just want to feel validated as a man by having two women fall all over you.”
“Megan hasn’t fallen all over me in months. Not since you started doing it,” he said, grinning.
“Oh, don’t flatter yourself. The last person I fell over was some guy’s foot at the diner a couple days ago.”
“So, you admit it,” he said.
“Admit what?” I asked.
“That you easily fall all over guys,” he said.
“You’re such a dick. So what if I was a bit jealous? I come in from a date with a guy I enjoy spending time with and the woman who practically threw herself at him a few weeks ago is sitting in the room playing with his daughter? Sorry,” I said.
I felt exposed and vulnerable. I didn’t enjoy him pointing out something about myself that I knew wasn’t right. It wasn’t right of me to feel as jealous as I had when I’d walked into a home that wasn’t mine and saw a woman sitting there with a girl who wasn’t mine, either. It wasn’t right of me to feel the heat wave of worry and the tug to ask Jenna if everything was all right.
But the feeling of someone tucking a strand of hair behind my ear ripped me from my thoughts, and I found my eyes connected with Jason’s as his boyish smirk dwindled into a soft smile.
“You know, sometimes being jealous means you’re being protective,” he said.
“I know. But, I don’t have any right to be protective over you guys. I’m sorry,” I said.
“Never be sorry for something like that. It’s been a very long time since a woman has been protective of me and Jenna.”
His face was getting closer, and I could feel the heat of his breath on my lips. His hand that had pushed the strand of hair behind my ear was now cupping my cheek. His thumb traced lazy circles along the apple peaks of my cheeks while my eyes danced between his, and my body instinctively leaned into him. Our foreheads touched, his breath beating against my lips, and I nuzzled my nose forward and brushed my pout against his.
“I could never be with someone like Megan. Not after finding someone like you,” he said.
With those words bouncing off my ears, I closed the gap between the two of us. My lips encompassed his, driving shockwaves of electricity down my neck, and he slid his hand along my throat to my nape and pulled me closer into him. I crawled into his lap while his tongue begged for entrance as my knees planted on either side of his rock-hard body. His tongue stroked against my lips, pressing to be inside, to taste the sweetness of my cheeks, and I parted my lips willingly, allowing him in as my hands flew to his hair.
His cock grew underneath me while his rippling muscles pressed into my body. His hips rolled up against me as his hands dipped to my hips, controlling my movements as our kiss deepened. He tasted like water and rain, the kind that drenches the forest and breathes life back into the plants. I could feel my body lifting weightlessly, soaring high above the clouds while my tongue raked against the roof of his mouth.
It was only when I opened my eyes that I felt Jason’s hands planted firmly into my ass cheeks as he carried me back to his room.
I kissed down his cheeks and found my way to his neck as he laid me down onto his bed. My lips pulled a patch of skin in as my legs locked around his body, his thick dick thrusting against me as a wet spot appeared on Jason’s pants. Underneath my fingertips, his chiseled back muscles contracted as I raked them down his shirt, and his hands made their way up mine as the two of us began to pant.
By the time we were done undressing one another, we were both covered in a light sheen of sweat. His lips were everywhere, in every dip of every crevice of my body, and my nipples puckered and stood at attention as he lapped at them with his tongue. My juices dripped down my ass crack as his hands ran along the outside of my thighs. His body was so warm, and my fingertips fit perfectly into the divots of his muscles.
I wanted to stay like this all night, tracing his valleys with my tongue.
“Holy shit, you’re beautiful,” he said into my neck.
Tears rose to my eyes as I picked up his head and slammed my lips back into his. It had been years since I had been called beautiful, and I could hear the desire dripping from his lips when he spoke it seconds before. I dug my fingernails into his back, shaking his entire body as I raked them down to his sides, and my legs fell off to the side as his massive cock pulsed at my entrance.
And suddenly, I became very self-conscious.
“It’s been awhile,” I blurted out. Jason slowly lifted his eyes to meet mine as his body hovered over me, and I recoiled into the bed before he dipped himself between my legs.
“It’s been awhile for me, too,” he said. “Are you all right?”
“I just—”
“Lucy, if this isn’t something you want, I’m perfectly fine with—”
“No, it’s not that.”
I looked down at him as he rested his chin on my stomach, and my face grew hot. How in the world was I supposed to tell him what had frightened me about this? How was I supposed to admit to him, without bringing up David, what caused a fire of fear to ignite within my stomach?
“Lucy, you can tell me anything,” he said as he pressed a kiss into my belly button.
“You’re big,” I said.
“What?” he asked.
“You’re big. I mean, I felt you against my leg, and that’s all good and well. But, then I looked down a-and it’s been so many years.”
A small chuckle peeled from his lips while his hands began to massage my thighs. My babbling soon turned to incoherent moans and gibberish as his swiped his fingers closer and closer to my pussy. My fears melted away as his lips trailed down my stomach, nipping at my skin while my pussy began to flutter in anticipation.
“Then, I guess I’ll have to take my time,” he said.
I twirled my hands into the sheets while Jason pressed small kisses on my pussy lips. His hands wound around my thighs, pulling me closer to him while he blew streams of air onto my sensitive clit, and my fluids slowly slid out of me. His nose nuzzled my depths, causing me to buck lightly into him, and I felt a smirk grow upon his lips before I opened my eyes and met his gaze.
My body was burning for him. A forest fire ravaging an apple orchard. He smelled of earthly cologne and the musky scent of a man preying on what he wanted most. With every move he made against my body, I could feel his muscles contracting against my skin. The strength his body possessed was showcased in the way he hovered over me.
And his eyes. They spoke of secrets. Of talents and wants and desires he would unleash onto my body. It had been years since I’d been with a man. Years since I’d allowed someone this close to my body, and all of a sudden, the only thing I wanted was to feel his tongue between my sweet, dripping pussy lips.
He held my gaze as his tongue darted from between his lips, and he licked my slit before flicking my clit. My head fell back to the bed as my legs parted wider for him, and soon, his fingertips spread me open and exposed the whole of my swollen pussy to him. He hummed in salacious approval before he drank me up, audibly swallowing all I had to give him before he sucked my clit between his lips. His tongue worked expertly over my entire pussy, pulling from me moans and groans that hadn’t tumbled from my lips in years.
“Holy shit,” I said breathlessly.
“So beautiful,” he murmured.
His tongue worked effortlessly, swirling around my sensitive bud while I bucked and writhed into his face. His hands kept me spread while his tongue danced along my pussy, and that telltale burn began behind my abdomen as he pressed his tongue deep into my clit. I dug my heels into the bed, pushing wildly into his face while he hung on for the ride. My legs twitched with every flick of his tongue, and my back began to arch off the bed while my body slowly gave itself over to him.
He hummed into my pussy, sending vibrations all the way up to my ribcage before I began calling out his name.
“Jason. Oh, oh, God. Jason. Please. Yes. It’s been so long. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
His tongue picked up the pace as my hands flew to his hair, and my hips rolled deeply against him while I coated his cheeks with my juices. His fingertips were digging into my thighs, massaging them while his tongue swirled around my aching clit. I was dancing on the edge, teasing the murky waters below with my naked body while Jason held on to me. But, I felt him remove one of his hands before a small intrusion made its way into my pussy, and the moment he crooked his finger, I was done for.
“Shit. Yes, yes, yes. Jason. Oh, oh, Go—”
My pussy clamped down around his finger while his tongue pressed hard into my clit. My body convulsed, my hips shaking in the air. My back arched, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head, pulling me into a place of dark pleasure I hadn’t ventured into in quite some time. I felt my nipples hardening while my toes curled, locking around Jason’s head and drawing him in closer to me, and it wasn’t until my back finally hit the bed that my legs let him go.
I was panting as I watched the silver stars burst in my vision, and I willingly took Jason’s kiss as I licked my taste off his skin.
“Perfectly beautiful,” he said, whispering. His hand cupped my breast while he massaged my aching nipple between his fingertips. My body trembled lightly underneath his chiseled body while he hovered over me and covered me from the world. I felt secure in my own vulnerability with him while his hand switched to the other breast, and it wasn’t until I raised up and caught his lips in another kiss that he finally settled down between my legs.
And I felt his massive dick slide just up to my entrance again.
“Are you all right?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said breathlessly.
“Before we start, do I need any sort of protection?” he asked.
“No, um, I’m on the, uh, the pill,” I said, stammering.
I could feel his smirk against my neck just before he planted a light kiss on the crest of my pulse point. My heart was hammering in my chest as his hand slid down to grasp his cock, and the moment he breached my core with the tip of his dick, my entire body clamped up.
He was huge, and I had no idea how he was going to fit inside of me.
“It’s all right,” he whispered against my skin. He sucked my pulse point into his mouth and hummed in pleasure, shooting electricity all along my body that caused me to relax. I felt my body settle back down to the bed as he slowly pushed himself in another inch, and every single time I tensed up, he would massage my neck with his tongue.
I felt like a virgin losing my virginity all over again. My hands raked down his strong back, and my legs trembled with every inch he sunk deep into me. He pressed against me in ways no other man had, and I found myself breathless as I panted into the crook of his neck. His body was chiseled with muscles I wanted to run my fingertips over and his cock was throbbing with every inch my pussy swallowed down.
I wanted him to keep going even though he was ripping me in two.
“Oh, God,” I said, choking. “You feel—”
He pushed in, inch after inch, and each time he brushed against that beautiful spot within me, my body jumped. My legs hooked around his calves while my toes curled at his intrusion, but after he finally bottomed out, I could feel him pulsing deep within my pussy.
“Holy fuck, you’re so tight,” Jason said. “Oh, shit.”
I cupped his cheeks and forced his gaze up to mine before I crashed my lips down onto his. I bucked into his hips, begging for the friction only he could give me, and the moment he pulled out and pushed back in, I realized why they called him Maximum. His body was pushing me to limits I never thought possible while he tended to every single need I could have had in bed. He was the ultimate partner in bed, and I knew from the moment he sheathed himself back into me that I’d never want another lover in bed.
Not after experiencing this.
He ran his tongue along the roof of my mouth as I wrapped my legs around his waist. The divots of his muscles cradled my legs perfectly while my hands slid down his back. His muscles twitched under every stroke of my fingers as they raked down his back, and soon, his small undulations turned into thrusts as my breasts bounced underneath his body.
“Oh, shit, Jason. Yes. God, you feel so, so—”
I couldn’t even get it out. Every single time he pounded that thick dick into my pussy, it touched against that beautiful spot, shooting fire through my veins. Sweat slicked his back with the effort he was exerting on me in bed, and I rose my hips to meet his as skin slapping skin filled the corners of his room.
Every sound he made sent shivers up my spine. Every pant that fell from his lips and every part of my skin he graced with his breath imprinted a new memory upon my mind that I’d never forget. With each thrust, his dick grew inside of me, pressing against places I didn’t know existed to be touched. I wanted to wrap my body around his and hang onto him, never letting him go as he slammed deeper and deeper into my body.
I could feel his lips hovering at the shell of my ear, sending shivers down my neck while my toes ran up the backs of his legs.
“You’re. So. Fucking. Tight.”
Our panting breaths intermingled with one another’s as my body began to shake underneath him. He grabbed my leg and bent it back to me before he slid the crook of it onto his shoulder, and it opened me up to the whole of him. My pussy throbbed around his cock while my eyes rolled into the back of my head, and suddenly, I felt like I could fly as my back arched into his body.
“Fuck. Yes. Oh shit, Jason. So good. So good.”
His balls were slapping against my ass as he drew a nipple between his lips. Warmth covered my chest as my body began to flush with my impending orgasm while my juices dripped down his balls. My leg slid from his shoulder and Jason wrapped his arms around me, and before I knew it, I was sitting in his lap on the edge of the bed with my arms wrapped around his neck.
“Look at me,” he said. “I wanna see your eyes when you cum.”
My hands tangled up in his hair as our eyes connected, and my body bounced in his lap as his dick slammed up into me. Time and time again, my breasts bounced with his assault, and with every pulse of his dick deep against my walls, I climbed another step back up to that precipice.
My eyes raked down his sculpted abdomen while my tits bounced in his face. The sweat from our bodies was dripping down our skins, and I couldn’t help but follow the trails as they marked parts of him I still wanted to touch. There was so much to him—so much knowledge and grace and passion—and I wanted to experience all of it tonight.
I wanted to experience the whole of him, and as I felt myself slowly falling over the edge, I wanted to take him with me.
I wanted Jason to cum while I milked his dick for everything it had.
“Cum with me. Please,” I said, begging. My walls fluttered around his cock, and his arms pulled me close to his chest. I bit down into the meat of his shoulder, tasting the salty sweat on his body as his hand wrapped itself into my hair. My body shook and twitched with every thrust of his fat cock inside my body, and the moment I fell over the edge again, I wailed deep into Jason’s skin.
“Yes! Yes! Oh, fuck!”
Jason slammed his hips up into me one last time before I felt his dick twitch inside of me. I felt his streams of cum paint the walls of my body before they seeped out from between my legs, coating his balls as we sat on the edge of his bed. I was heaving into his shoulder, my body wracked with aftershocks from my orgasm, and the closer Jason pulled me into his body, the deeper I buried my face into his neck.
“Fuck, Lucy,” he said, panting. “That was—”
I raised my head and captured his lips before he could finish his sentence because I knew exactly how he felt. It was the first time I had been with anyone since David had passed, and somehow, he made me feel not just beautiful but also safe.
Our sloppy kiss turned into us resting our foreheads on one another as I continued to drip moisture down his leg. I just wanted to stay here, pressed against his strong, rippling body, for the rest of the night. I wanted to feel this beautiful again with a man who truly lived up to the expectation of his nickname in bed, but all those thoughts fled from my mind when I felt Jason’s hand cup my ass and pick me up from the bed.
“Come here. Let’s go get you cleaned off,” he said.
And he whisked us away on shaking legs to his bathroom.