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Chapter Eight- Morena
My heart beat a rapid tattoo inside my chest as I felt Jeremy’s warm breath tickle my lips.
“Fuck, Rena, you are glistening. So wet for me already, aren’t you, sweetheart?” he growled, his voice deeper than I remembered.
“W-what are you doing?” I ask, swaying closer to him without meaning to.
“What do you want me to do, Rena?” he asked, those baby blues of his sparkling with mischief and desire.
“I, uh, I don’t—”
“Still can’t say it, Rena? Come on. Tell me what you want. Tell me you want my mouth on you. You want me to eat that gorgeous pussy until you come so hard you forget your own name? Tell me,” he commanded.
His words were dirty and vulgar, and I shouldn’t have liked them, but I did. Very much. Need pools in my core, and though I couldn’t see it, I could feel my arousal dripping down my inner thigh.
“That. I want that.”
Jeremy leaned forward, a rumble in his throat as he dropped a hot, open mouth kiss on my sex. I moaned, unable to help myself. But it ended before I could do more than that.
“Say the words, Rena. No cop outs,” he grunted. “Fuck, you taste so good. Cinnamon spice, just like I remember.”
I did, too. The night Jeremy and I had sex, we’d explored every inch of each other with our hands and mouths before doing the deed. He’d been insatiable, tonguing me with gusto, and I’d never found another man who enjoyed eating my pussy as much as he seemed to. Fuck, I missed this.
“Yes, Jeremy. I want your mouth on my pussy. I want you to eat me until I come so hard, I forget my own name.”
“You just had to ask, sweetheart,” he replied, grabbing one thigh and lifting it to his shoulder.
Jeremy spread my lips open, then he leaned forward and licked. And licked. And licked. Like I was something fucking delicious. Like he couldn’t get enough. My legs shook, but Jeremy was my strength, holding me tight with one arm around my back, his other hand secure on my hip.
I came so hard on his tongue I was shaking by the time he was done. He picked me up like I weighed nothing at all, and I watched through a post-orgasmic haze as he laid me out on the bed, spreading my legs wide and rubbing his long fingers over my body.
Jeremy paid attention to my breasts first, teasing my nipples, and cupping the large mounds, he leaned forward, lavishing them with kisses and making my pussy throb, ready for more. A smile started in the corner of his mouth as his touch moved down to the teddy. That confounded scrap of lace was the reason I was currently playing this crazy sex game with my high school boyfriend.
I stopped thinking when I felt him loosen the ties that held the teddy together before he started tugging it off. Nervous about how he would see the changes in me, the increased weight, the new stretch marks, I closed my eyes, but all I heard was Jeremy’s exhale.
“Look at me, Rena,” he instructed, and I obeyed, helpless to do otherwise.
He pushed his shorts down his hips, and I was shocked at the size of him. Jeremy had grown up. And I meant that in the best way. He had really, really grown up. He took his long, thick cock in his hands, stroked it once, wiping the precum off the top with his thumb before he covered it with the condom I hadn’t even noticed was on his hand. I leaned up on my elbows, watching him squeeze his staff once before he placed the thick head at my entrance.
My eyes met Jeremy’s, and he pressed in. One inch at a time, splitting me open, and I moaned, realizing Kelsey was right. I hadn’t been fucked well in a very long time. But that was all about to change. And that was the very last coherent thought I had because that was when Jeremy started moving.
Lightning bolts of pleasure shot straight through my body, starting from the place where we were joined. His thick cock felt so good, so right, stroking that grossly ignored secret space inside of me no other man had ever touched.
“Fuck, sweetheart, you feel perfect,” he grunted, leaning forward and trapping me in the steel cage of his arms.
I grabbed at his shoulders, moving in time with his downward thrusts. Like riding a bicycle, right? Only this wasn’t like any other bicycle I had ever ridden. Almost immediately, I felt my body start to tighten, heat pooling between my legs, squeezing me until finally, I exploded with a long, guttural scream.
Jeremy started pumping harder, pistoning his hips, and fucking me so hard, I came again. Three times by then, but who was counting? His movements stuttered, and with a roar, Jeremy came right behind me, his condom coated dick filling with his cum, pulsing with heat inside me.
“S’good, sweetheart. So good,” he groaned against my skin, his lips touching my neck.
Then it hit me. I just fucked my high school boyfriend in his childhood bedroom after a sixteen year absence, because of some fucked up deal we made after I broke into his greenhouse to get him to not call the cops, and to top it off, we hadn’t even kissed.
Chapter Nine- Jeremy
Fuck. Oh fuck. FUCK YES.
After years of fantasizing, I finally had Rena Grimaldi in my bed, and I’d just come harder than I had in over a decade. My entire body was buzzing with satisfaction, and I felt the rightness of our coming together down to my soul.
