He quickly unties the strings from my neck and pulls one side down to reveal my heaving breast.
“Fuck,” he gasps as he takes my nipple into his mouth and starts to suck.
I can’t help but cry out. How can he make me feel this close to orgasm just from having his mouth to my nipple?
“Jake, please,” I beg as his hand moves swiftly down to my bikini bottoms and in one rigorous tug, he rips it off. I very nearly orgasm just from this one little movement he makes. I have never managed to orgasm through sex but this one man has me like mush just through his simple touch.
I reach down to his belt and yank at it. I wrap my legs around him and pin him to me so he can’t escape. A little chuckle escapes him as he knows exactly what I’m thinking. I remove his jeans and he helps guide them down. He reaches up to find my breast and squeezes my nipple gently. I think I’m about to explode. He positions the tip of his erection at my entrance anticipation of what is about to happen next clawing away at my insides. He plunges deep into me and I gasp out loud as Jake grunts this beautiful sound in my ear. God, he feels so big.
He finds my mouth again and starts a delicious rhythm inside me. Pounding harder and harder, I feel like I’m going to scream. I push my hips up to meet him more, never seeming able to get enough of him. I’m climbing and climbing and my head is spinning with everything Jake. I can feel this familiar sensation rising up inside my very core and I feel like my whole body is about to go up in flames with the pressure and the heat of this beautiful man inside me. The feeling is a familiar one, but so intense I have never felt anything else like it. I can’t hold on any longer as my walls begin to tighten and my legs go rigid at my impending orgasm. I explode the most intense climax I have ever felt in my life and I scream out his name.
Jake growls loudly, “Fuck, Ana,” as he thrusts inside me a warm feeling of his own release.
We lay for a while, Jake on top of me trying to catch our breaths. I can’t believe this has just happened and I feel delirious from the come down of the most mind blowing orgasm. Nothing can get much better than this. If this is a version of heaven then I never want to leave. I’m feeling so high and I can’t escape the smile sweeping across my face.
It doesn’t last long as once realisation kicks in; Jake has to spoil the whole moment.
“Oh shit, Ana, what just happened? I can’t think properly when I’m around you.”
I’m not quite sure what he means by this, is he regretting it now?
“I’m sorry, Ana.”
Oh no, those words again.
“Are you on any contraception? Your mother and I never—”
He stops what he’s saying, realising the almighty fuck up, he’s just made. I’m lying there half naked and I start feeling sick all of a sudden. They never what? Do I really want to be hearing this? Fantastic timing, Jake. Well done.
“I’m sorry, Ana. I need to get away, I can’t do this. I can’t be doing this, it’s wrong.”
Oh god, I think I’m going to die. Why does he keep doing this to me?
“Get out, Jake. Please.” I can’t help the tears that sting my eyes. He gets up and quickly pulls his trousers up. I’ve never felt so used in all my life. He looks over to me and winces when he sees my ripped dress.
“I never meant for this to happen, Ana. I’m so sorry, I can’t do this.”
The anger I feel just keeps building, “I said get out, Jake. Just get out!”
He timidly shuts the door and I throw myself into the pillow and sob my heart out. I feel like the world around me is ending and I just want to get away. I’ve had enough of feeling for this man. I can’t believe he mentions my mother after we’ve just—oh god, is this sick? Am I sick? What did he mean they never, they ever what? I can’t get my head around what he was trying to convey and I don’t think I really want to. That’s a territory I need to quickly get out of my head and fast.
I lay there for a while until I have the sudden urge for a shower. I run into my bathroom taking off my ripped dress and I get a wash. I can still smell him everywhere and I don’t want to wash it off, but at the same time I feel dirty after what he’s done to me. I can’t help what I feel for this man. It has grown and grown and now that this is has happened, I’m not sure what I’m going to do next.
I wash myself off, get dried and eventually dressed. I feel deflated. I wish I could talk to someone about this but I can’t say anything. I think about giving Jessie a call, she would know what to do. I just can’t tell her who it’s all about.
I pick up the phone and dial her number anyway, my body seeming to go through the motions. She answers the phone and I say hi.