Jacks

Our room at the inn has a small balcony with a quaint two-seater table and not much space for anything else. That’s where I find Cam, sipping on tea as she gazes out onto the street. The balcony door is open, so I can hear some of the morning traffic noise from commuters on their way to the city to start their days.

I clear my throat as I approach Cam, to not scare her. She turns her head, the frown on her face lifting into a soft smile. It barely reaches her eyes, but she’s trying. I kiss the top of her head before I sit down and reach my arm to sit on the balcony railing.

“Been up long?” I ask.

“No. Just a little bit. Sleep good?” she asks before taking a sip of her tea.

“I did. You?” This small talk is killing me.

Is she coming home? Is she staying? Does she love me?

These are all questions I can’t ask her right now, but they’re running through my mind on repeat.

I want her to. I hope not. God, I’m so in love with her.

“You all right? You’re looking at me funny,” she says.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Fucking Liar. You’re panicking because the first woman you’ve ever fallen for may not return your love and may ask you go home alone. I shake my head.

“Do you mind driving me to my Pop’s this afternoon? I want to see if he’ll talk to me,” she asks hesitantly.

“Of course. Whatever you need.” I nod knowing why she wants to talk to him. I’m hoping for the best.

“I need to see what he needs. I am torn. I want to be here for him, but I also don’t want to lose who I am in taking care of him.”

“Love, I support whatever decision you make. I just don’t want you to make up your mind without thinking about it.”

“Just for a bit, I don’t want to think at all,” she says, looking at me with a heat in her eyes.

I know that look. I stand, offer her my hand and lead her back inside.

“Tell me what you want, tell me what you need,” I urge her.

“I just want you. I’ll take you however you want to give, I just know that it’s you that I want. And I… I want it a little rough.”

Fuck.

I wrap my arm around her waist and bring her close to me. My hand cradles her jaw as I close the space between us and take her lips with mine. Her hands brush along my lower back. I press myself into her so she can feel how hard I am for her. She whimpers against my mouth as she begins to steer us backward toward the bed. I rotate us so I can sit down and she straddles me. When she seats herself on my lap, I can feel the heat of her pussy over my waiting cock. My gray sweats and her panties are the only thing between us. She rubs herself against me and with each rub, her arousal increases and I can smell her intoxicating scent. It drives me wild.

I lift the shirt she’s wearing, then bunch her long hair in my fist and slightly tug back on it. Her neck is exposed to me and I trail kisses from below her left ear, across her collarbone to her right breast. I lick her skin and lay open mouthed kisses on my way back up her neck. She’s breathing heavily as I reach her mouth and use my grip on her hair to direct her lips to mine.

She grinds on my lap, breaks our kiss, places her hands on my shoulders and throws her head back. A flush covers her body as she rolls her hips on top of me.

“Strides, off. Now,” she instructs as she lifts her hips.

In no time, my pants are removed and she grabs my cock. She strokes from crown to base with a look of determination on her face and then she climbs off my thighs and kneels down in between my legs. My cock still in her hand, she makes eye contact and then she takes my length fully into her mouth in one swift movement. I release a breath I wasn’t aware that I was holding and my hand instinctively goes to the back of her head. I grab up her hair in my fist again so I can watch her face, her lips around my cock as she takes me.

She pulls her head up and strokes me a few beats with her hand, then replaces her hand with her mouth, swallowing my cock. She pulls up and sucks lightly on the crown, swirls her tongue over my over-sensitive flesh, and then puts me entirely in her mouth again, her tongue moving against the underside of my cock. She pulls off me with a pop and smiles.

I maintain eye contact while pointing behind me to the bed. “Now.”

Laughing, she jumps onto the bed and removes her knickers. She throws them at my chest and I catch them, make sure she’s watching as I put them up to my nose and take in her smell.

I have the raw need to consume her entirely as I climb onto the bed and in between her legs. My cock is solid and ready to be buried deep into her. I line myself up with her entrance and plunge deep. I lace my fingers with hers and pull both hands over her head. Holding them together with one hand, my other hand goes to her hip to hold her down as I pull and push with fever into her. I look down and see my cock disappearing into her velvety pussy.

She moans loudly and hisses a ‘Yes’ as my cock hits her in the spot that makes her moan. My thoughts become incoherent. Delirium sets in when she unlatches her arms from my grasp, wraps her arms around my back to pull me closer, and rakes her nails across my back as she kisses me with more emotion than could ever be conveyed with words.