Chapter 9
Beth
One minute we’re watching La La Land, and the next I’m sitting in his lap rubbing against him hungrily. I fought getting too close to him all night, then mid movie the light kisses he was placing on my hand became my neck and then next was my lips. And that brings us to where we currently are now.
I’m shamelessly grinding against him as if I’m a hormonal teenager as he fucks my mouth with his tongue. We’re both breathing heavily, our hands are roaming over clothes and under clothes. I may have moaned loudly as he bites my lower lip and pulls slightly while his hand palms my breast.
“Let’s move this to my bedroom.” I mumble against his lips.
He nods and without breaking contact, he lifts me and brings us to the bedroom. He gently lays me on the bed, grabs the waistband of my yoga pants then slowly brings the pants down my lower body. He plants kisses up my leg alternating between the two on his way slowly back up my body. His hands flatten against my stomach and go under my tank top. His fingertips brush lightly under my bra and the underside of my breasts. He hums in approval as he lingers at the apex of my legs and inhales, licks his lips and then smiles as he comes back up my body.
Capturing my lips with his, his hands roaming the sides of my body as his tongue licks my lips as if he is asking permission for his tongue to go inside. Granting him entrance, I arch into him in the process and that presses him harder against me.
“Clothes. You’re wearing too many.” I moan against him when my hips involuntarily rise to meet him.
He smirks as he lifts off of me and begins to disrobe, slowly, as I watch him with hunger in my eyes. I wouldn’t dare look away. I remember his chiseled body from the last time, even though I was drunk, that’s not a body that you would forget, no matter how much alcohol you have consumed. When he comes back to me, he reaches for my shirt and I help him take it off. I lift my hips as he drags my panties off inch by inch. He leans down again and inhales my scent again now that there is nothing covering my most intimate parts. I have the urge to cover up out of instinct but, when I look into his eyes and see the approval and the desire reflecting from his irises, I can’t help but want to be open to him. I lean up slightly and remove my bra, my breasts falling heavily. His eyes watch the movement as his head lowers again.
He runs his tongue up my seam and through the folds, and then leans back, looking at my sex and licking his lips.
“You taste like strawberries.” he breathes with a smile. In one swift movement, he stands and his dick is breaking free of his boxer briefs. He removes them quickly and now I’ve got Jacob Maddox standing full monty in front of me. I could describe him as the epitome of sex, but that wouldn’t be doing him justice. His piercing good looks and just everything about him wouldn’t ever measure up to any one specific description other than mouth-watering. Now he’s standing in front of me, rubbing his hand up and down the length of his dick, which is magnificent by the way, ready to pounce on me. He sheathes himself quickly as he approaches the bed.
He climbs onto the bed and, half on me, half off, he kisses me passionately again. He rolls fully on top of me and, with both his hands under my body firmly grasping my butt cheeks, pushes in. He is buried inside me and pushing past all my hidden emotions. He’s seated to the hiltand allowing my tight walls to get used to his size.
With a growl beside my ear, he languidly begins to push and pull, our bodies moving in tandem at a slow start and then with increasing speed. Sounds of moans echoing, skin slapping, juices meeting together resonates off the walls as we lose ourselves in one another.
His mouth is on my breast, pulling my nipple between his teeth, rolling the tip with his tongue, and my fingers grip his shoulders as my insides quake. I moan loudly as my orgasm takes me over. Bright blinding lights explode behind my eyelids and it’s possible that I've stopped breathing as I am fully consumed by him. My body feeling light and as if it was struck by lightning at the same time.
As I return back to earth, he is thrusting into me – one, two, three more times before he groans loudly and stills. His head is in the crook of my neck as he catches his breath.
"I don’t want to be presumptuous, so what's your stamina like?" he asks into my skin while catching his breath.
"You're asking me if I can for go for round two while your dick is still in me?" I laugh.
"I don’t want to expect that you will want to go again in, say 10 minutes?"
"You should be so lucky." I deadpan.
"Thirty minutes then. Got it."
“I haven't had sex more than once in a day, like ever."
"That sounds like a challenge." He grins.
“What just happened?"
"Oh sweetheart, you made a deal with the devil."
"And that entails?"
"At least three more orgasms before the night is over."
"You realize that it’s already late?"
"Well then I better get started! This night isn’t over. And I think my dick missed you." he says, disposing of the condom and grabbing his dick in his hand. He strokes himself from base to tip, squeezing at the tip. I am impressed with how quickly he is hard again, and I find myself aroused by watching him touch himself.
Who would have known a week ago, when I was pretending to date my friend, that I would be getting my world rocked like this? I think that if this is how things are going to be, I'm going to need to invest in a gym membership and get my stamina to match with his.
Was I really going to go for a round two? I’ve never gone for round two in the same night, let alone within minutes, not with any of my past partners.
Jacob Maddox will be a game changer.
He’s rising to the challenge.
And I’m not one to turn down a challenge.
Jacob
I wake up and don’t recognize the walls of the room that I’m in right away. Then I feel a pert ass against my upper hip and know that I’m back in Beth’s bed, a little more than six months after the first time we stumbled in here. It’s still dark outside, but my mind is fully awake and now all I can think about is fucking her again. It would be a perfect way to begin the day, a nice healthy fuck with my girl. My girl. I wouldn’t have thought we would be here, being that I acted like a complete dick after that night when we last were together in this room. Somehow, she’s broken through my resolve to not have any commitments. With her, I want nothing but that.
I run my hand along her hip and she squirms a little and settles in closer to me. When she told me last night that she’s not usually a more than one time in the sack per night type of gal, I wanted to change that immediately. I made it my personal mission. Unfortunately, after the second run we both passed out and that brings me to now. Still determined to meet the challenge that I concocted a few hours ago, I turn to my side and pepper kisses down her upper back. She pushes into me and I can tell she is smiling as she wakes.
“What time is it?” she mumbles.
I look to her bedside clock and smile. There’s still time for another round before work. “It’s almost six.” I say, pressing my lips against the back of her neck.
Her body jerks and she starts to sit up. My hand is still on her hip. The sheet falls down and her bare back is in front of me.
“Shit! I forgot to set my alarm last night!”
“You don’t have to be in the office for a few hours, right?” I ask, leaning into her and running my nose up her spine.
“Do I look like the type of girl who rolls out of bed and goes into work?”
“You could go to work in a black trash bag, and I would still want to get in your pants.”
“You’re so charming.” she jests.
“I aim to please. And speaking of which, I would like to please you again this morning, before we go into work.” I pull her back down onto the bed.
“I don’t think—”
“Don’t think, just accept.” I cover her body with mine as I kiss her softly. As I do, her hands reach up and grip the back of my arms.
She doesn’t fight it. In fact, she pulls me closer and moans into my mouth as my hand wanders between us and into the warmth of her center. My thumb circles her clit slowly and a finger slides into her wetness. It’s my turn to moan at the sensation of her enveloping my finger with ease.
Her hips begin to push up to meet the withdrawal of my finger and I add another to the mix. I hear her juices and fight the urge to stick my dick into her bare. As she’s riding my fingers with no abandon, I nibble on her neck. My dick is rubbing gently against her thigh, leaving a trail of precum in its wake. With one of her arms, she’s fumbling around in the side drawer of her nightstand and finally produces a condom. I remove my fingers with hesitation and in no time at all, I sheathe myself and bury myself deeply within her canal. She hisses in ecstasy and I groan so loud that I’m sure the neighborhood was woken up. My movements are erratic as morning sex isn’t a norm for me. Hell, sleepovers aren’t a norm for me. I haven’t slept over a chick’s house in… I can’t even remember. So morning sex was never a thing, but I can get used to it.
She matches my demanding rhythm and spreads her legs more, allowing me to go deeper and with that, I grab her waist and press down as I thrust. Arousal spreads through my body as I feel her walls constricting, sucking my dick, begging for it to come. As if our bodies were communicating, I see the flush of her skin and feel the tightening of her orgasm pulling the orgasm out of me as we come together. I feel her walls constrict and my mouth goes dry as I feel like all breath has been sucked out of me.
I drop my head to the curve of her neck as my dick is still twitching with the throb of her pussy. I really like this relationship stuff, and morning sex.
I am so fucked. She is going to ruin me, and I’m going to love every second of it!
***
Beth refused to go into work together, saying something about giving the wrong impression or something. I brushed it off and just went along with it, knowing that with time, I can wear her down. As soon as I started up my desktop computer, my brother strolls in and shuts the door.
I sit back in my chair, put my hands behind my head and smile lazily.
“What do I owe the pleasure of this visit to?” I ask.
“I need to know you’re not just dicking around?” he says gruffly.
“Seriously? This again?” I roll my eyes.
“Seriously. I know you. I know about your past and I know that you are not one to have a monogamous relationship.”
“I’ve never said never about one, they just never really came to fruition in the past.” I shrug.
“And you see that taking place with Beth?”
“Being with only her? Why not? Why are you being such a hard ass about this?”
“You know as well as anyone that Beth is family. She’s my best friend and I am doing what anyone would do for someone that they care about.”
I nod, understanding where he is coming from. “I’m not dicking around with her. I’m in it man.”
“It’s random. All of a sudden, why now?” Tyson asks while appraising me.
“Well.” I pause, knowing that he possibly doesn’t know about this, based on his reactions so far about us being into another. “We hooked up after your engagement party.”
Tyson’s jaw drops. He makes a weird noise from the back of his throat, opens and closes his mouth a few times, then takes a seat in the chair in front of my desk.
“I’m sorry, what?” he finally says, wiping his palm down his face.
“We had a thing the night of your engagement party.”
“A thing? What kind of thing? Why wasn’t I told about this? Wait, then what happened?”
“Then I was a dick and pretended it didn’t happen. I froze up. I had these weird feelings that I just couldn’t comprehend and I tried to deny it all.”
“So, you were an asshole?”
“Yeah, you can say that.” I say, rubbing my neck.
“And she is still willing to give you another chance?”
“I guess so.”
“You’re one lucky sonofoabitch. I’m surprised she didn’t have your balls in the palm of her hand.”
“She does. She doesn’t know it, but she does. She holds the reins here.” I say, spreading my hands.
“You fuck her over and I’ll fuck you over, capisce?” my brother says after a moment of silence.