His fingers reached down, untying the drawstring on the waist of my scrubs. He pushed them over my hips, a low moan escaping from his perfect mouth. His eyes flashed back to mine as he pulled my panties over my hips. I lay naked in front of him, sprawled out on his floor like a hungry harlot, and I’d never felt more alive in my life.
He looked at me like I’d never seen anyone look at me before.
Raw, lustful, aching desire - that’s what I saw there. All directed towards me. I shuddered as he reached down and pushed his shorts off, his cock springing forward. I gasped at the sheer beauty of it. Long, thick and so hard it was throbbing heavily between his legs, I couldn’t help but reach down and grasp him fully in my palm, holding him in my fingers like a prize.
“Now,” I said, pulling him towards me.
But he had other ideas. He grinned crookedly and then shook his head. Slowly, he lowered his body down mine, trailing kisses along my breasts, sucking first one nipple, then the other, into his hot mouth, before planting feathery kisses along my stomach. My hips writhed in anticipation as his hot breath caressed my clit. I opened my thighs, welcoming him, yearning for his touch. His mouth engulfed me, his tongue darting forward, and sliding along my flesh deliciously, so incredibly fucking deliciously that I cried out in ecstasy, my body coming to life beneath his touch.
“Oh, Jesse,” I whimpered, my thighs wrapping around his head, begging for more.
Gently, his mouth worked against me, expertly pulling every spark of pleasure from the sky and sending it straight through my undulating body until I was squirming blissfully, his name flying from my lips over and over, until I’d lost all sense of reality. There was nothing in the world but his mouth between my legs and the shocks of electric pleasure that pulsed through me. He kept going, never stopping, never breaking contact, despite my frantic wiggling, until he’d pushed me over the edge completely, leaving me screaming and gasping for air, my hands clawing at his soft hair.
Before I could catch my breath, he raised himself between my legs, and smoothly, slowly, with the grace of a God, he sunk himself into me.
“Maisey,” he growled, staring down at me, his muscles rippling with every move he made. I stared up at him, completely in awe of the perfection of his body, his beautiful face, his amazing, velvety cock sliding deeply inside of me. “Oh, Maisey!” His lips found mine again and he kissed me softly as our bodies moved together, dancing together as one. My thighs wrapped around his hips, pulling him in tighter, closer, wanting more of him, all of him.
He growled into my mouth, his cock twitching inside of me, swelling as he fucked into me faster, his thrusts becoming frantic and hard, until he was slamming into me, my body pressing into the floor below us.
I had a quick moment of worry about his knee, but I looked up at him, and saw nothing but lust and pleasure on his face. I squeezed my thighs harder around his hips, holding on as he fucked into me harder and faster, opening myself up to his sweet, rough assault.
“Harder,” I begged, his quick thrusts sending me over the edge once more. “Please don’t stop, baby, please Jesse, please…”
I was begging him. But I didn’t care. I’d beg him a million more times if he would promise to never stop doing this, never stop fucking me, never stop making me feel this amazingly alive.
He stared down into my eyes, his hips flying into me frantically, as a mixture of pleasure and pain washed over his face. My pussy spasmed around him rhythmically, his cock swelling hotly inside me as he slammed into me over and over until he stilled suddenly, his sweet warmth exploding inside of me, his eyes slamming shut as his entire body shuddered.
When he opened them again, they were wide with awe and sweet pleasure. A slow smile spread across his face, and he bent down, capturing my lips once more and wrapping his arms around me as he kissed me deeply.
I melted below him, my body spent and satisfied, buzzing and shaking.
I’d never felt so amazing, and so right and so wrong, all at the same time.
Maybe one time with Jesse wasn’t going to be enough after all. But I had to remind myself that’s all it ever could be. Anything more was a risk I just couldn’t take.
I lay there in his arms, hoping like hell that I hadn’t just made my situation a hundred times worse.
Because how in the hell was I ever going to resist him again after this?
19
JESSE
I’d never once kissed a girl before she left and wished she hadn’t gone afterwards. But here I was, alone in my apartment once again, and wishing I could live the last few hours over again.
My knee hurt like a motherfucker, though. I hadn’t felt any pain earlier, but now that she was gone, now that my cock wasn’t standing straight up in the fucking air… I wasn’t concentrating on making Maisey’s beautiful face contort in pleasure, I was very aware of the pain in my knee.