Trusting Jay(40)
His eyes moved from my exposed pussy, up my front and to my eyes, locking them with mine.
“I want to make you scream, Beautiful.”
My insides prickled. His voice, smooth as always, electrified me. Especially when he called me that. In my position, I was powerless to do anything but wait. It seemed I was always waiting for him. For his text, his presence, his cock. His explanation. But my god was he worth the wait.
He knelt on the floor between my legs, and a hand on the inside of each of my thighs. I relaxed back into the bed and closed my eyes. His tongue slid up and down my wet slit, darting into my hole at one end and pressing on my clit at the other.
Jay kissed around my mound and nibbled my thighs. My pussy wanted him back, but he kept at my thighs. I tilted my pelvis and moaned loudly, urging his back to my pussy. He sucked my clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. Harder and stronger he sucked until I thought he might detach it from my body and swallow it.
I screamed at the joy ripping through my body. As I screamed, he pushed his fingers into my hole and pressed against my front wall. I climaxed at the touch, but he didn’t stop. And neither did my orgasm.
Somehow he was maintaining it, keeping me high. My heart pounding and my breathing shallow, I screamed more. And more. So loud, the people in the next room would hear it. Hell, half the city probably heard it. I didn’t care. I had never, ever, ever experienced this before.
His fingers kept at me, pushing and stimulating my front wall. I could feel a welling in my belly, something building more even as I was plateauing in orgasm. Then I burst. All over him, over his face. I flooded him with more ecstasy than I had ever known.
Jay released me as my entire body quivered and shook. The orgasm finally subsided, and I opened my eyes. Jay was once again standing and reached for my hands. He pulled me to my feet, my legs wobbling and my mind in an endorphin induced daze.
Our mouths connected, him digging into me with pleasure, me reacting. He slid my shirt off and undid my bra, letting them both drop to the floor at our feet. His hands slid down my back and cupped my ass. I pressed into him, relishing the full contact of his skin against mine. He backed me up against the window, the glass cool on my skin.
His mouth moved from mine to my neck to my shoulders. He gripped my shoulders and spun me around until I was facing the city. The contact with the cold glass made my nipples tingle and contract. He pushed me further into the window, my tits smushed between it and my ribs. My face turned sideways, my cheek pressed into the glass.
His hard cock poked into me and shuffled my legs apart. His fingers spread my lips. I swallowed as he placed his tip at my entrance and gasped when he rammed it into me.
“I want everyone to see how beautiful the woman I’m fucking is.”
Fuck, we were only on the third floor with the blinding lights on. People could see us. See me.
“We can’t. They can see us.”
“That’s the point.” He thrust into me, my wet pussy awake again wanting more. I gasped. I was on display. Anyone who looked up would see me. The thought made my heart pound, made my head want to run away and hide. But more than anything, it made my pussy gush.
I couldn’t move if I wanted to anyway, Jay had me pinned. He rolled his hips into me, his cock seeming to move deeper each time. Reaching and filling parts of me I never knew existed. I built and built and sensed I was about to tip once more.
My eyes shifted from Jay to the city. I noticed a small group of people looking up. Pointing straight at me. Instead of the horror, it sent me slamming down into his cock, riding it. Digging it deeper into me. And I burst. A loud noise flew from my throat, a mix of a scream and a high-pitched moan.
Jay gripped my ribcage and pushed deep into me. His own groan escaped him as he filled me with his cum.
Suddenly self-conscious, I pushed away from the window and he let me move. We both laid on the bed, recovering. My body was quivering so much I wondered if I’d ever be able to walk again.
I snuggled tight against Jay, and he rolled onto his side to spoon me. I clasped his hand in mine, thinking I could do this forever. Stay in this hotel room with him, cuddling and fucking and talking. There was nothing more life could give me. The emotions that flooded me whenever I was with this man were all consuming. It was nothing I’d ever experienced and I didn’t want to let it end.
He pulled the duvet over us and tenderly kissed the back of my neck.
“I’m going to keep you in this bed all weekend,” he said.
“Fine by me,” I said, my heart swelling.
I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep, content that everything was right in the world. My life has never been this good. My career was finally going somewhere, my money problems were gone, and I had the best boyfriend imaginable.