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I shake my head. “Briar said she’s still going to wait a few more days since she wants to spend time with her family.” I shrug a shoulder. “She and I are both kind of late bloomers.”
Jackson hums and bobs his head, considering. “Well, if you’re inviting me over to have sex, I feel like the only polite thing to do is accept.”
“But what if I don’t want you to be polite?” I say, returning my mouth to his neck again.
He groans softly.
“What if I want you to be…unbelievably rude?”
“Fuck.”
It’s the only warning I get before Jackson is dragging me back to the bed and pressing his mouth against mine.
I want to moan and groan and sigh and whimper at the feel of my body stretched out on the mattress next to his, but I know my brother is just across the hall. While we may have gotten his blessing in some weird capacity, I will happily draw a firm line in the sand at him overhearing me in bed.
We kiss for what feels like forever. In fact, it surprises me how long our mouths stay fused together, our tongues stroking against each other as we explore and tease and taste. It makes my mind cloudy, makes me feel like I could fall asleep right here next to him without anything else happening, and it would be enough.
“The way you kiss,” he tells me—his hands coming up to hold the sides of my face—“it’s fucking unreal.”
I moan quietly in response, knowing anything I could say would be insufficient.
One more kiss on my lips before he’s shifting us around so I’m lying on top of him with my face near his dick and my legs straddling his head.
“I’ve been wondering how you taste,” he says, his words quiet.
And then, almost without warning, his thick tongue strokes into me, licks through the pool of wetness he helped create, from my clit to my core and then back. It’s enough to have me shifting my hips, dropping my body slightly lower to give him better access so he can keep doing what he’s doing.
“Clean and sweet,” he mumbles.
He’s sucking and licking and using his fingers to stroke and tug at the bundle of nerves that feels like it might burst at any moment. It feels so good, and I wriggle my hips, gyrating against him and enjoying the warm sucks and wet licks that are setting my body ablaze.
Dropping kisses along his pelvis, I take him in my hand and stroke my tongue along the length of him. Then I bring the head of his dick into my mouth and suck, hard, before dropping down as far as I can go. He touches the back of my throat, and I swallow around him.
I can feel a change in him in that moment. The way he eats at me, the way his fingers slip into my core, the way his hips rotate and shift underneath me like he wishes he could hold me still and fuck into my mouth.
It makes me want to smile, knowing he’s feeling that same clawing desperation I am. I can’t smile, though, because I’m too busy sucking him in and shifting my own hips in quick circles as his mouth focuses almost entirely on my clit. All the while, one finger rubs and rubs and rubs on a spot deep inside me that has me digging my fingernails into his thighs with how impatient and on edge it makes me feel.
Before I tip over, he’s shifting me off his body and climbing over me, reaching down to the ground to yank a condom out of his wallet. He gets it on in record time and then he’s pushing inside me, so thick, so deep, so hard I can barely breathe.
It doesn’t take long before my orgasm barrels through my body, and it’s only seconds later that I hear him groan and feel him still on top of me.
We lie spent and panting until Jackson reaches down and tugs me up so I’m face to face with him, our naked bodies wrapped around each other in a way that feels intimate and warm.
“That was incredible,” he tells me, dropping his mouth to kiss my neck. “You’re incredible.”
I stretch against him, enjoying the continued attention he wants to give me and dragging my short fingernails lightly up and down his back in a soothing caress. It isn’t long before Jackson’s movements start to slow, until I realize he’s fallen asleep against me to the rhythm of my stroking along his back. I can’t help the smile that takes over my face.
Who would have thought something as small as a quarter could have such a big part in bringing a man like him into my life? Jackson has been as much of a surprise this Christmas as that snow falling outside.
I don’t know what’s going to happen between us moving forward, whether or not this relationship is going to go anywhere, if it’s going to fizzle out quickly.
Maybe we hook up a few more times but then realize we’re not really compatible, or maybe we decide our playful nature together serves us better as friends than as lovers.
And then, of course, there’s the chance that our meeting and instant attraction is just a taste of how good we can be together. That we’re actually at the beginning of something special. The start of someday.
No matter what, I’m excited to explore. Excited to find out. Excited to have fun with the handsome man who’s falling asleep in my arms.
And if it happens to become something more, I’ll be excited for that too.
