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She was on her side again, cheek on the pillow, giggling sweetly. Her dark hair fell over her beautiful breasts. “Well, there’s always things that don’t involve condoms.”
“Thank God for that.”
She smiled and rolled over.
I stretched out beside her, bracing my weight on my elbow and hip. I bent over her and we kissed.
Her warm arms wrapped around my neck, and her hot little tongue licked along mine. Fuck, her mouth is good. I sucked on her.
“Shorty,” I murmured, dragging my lips over her cheek. I watched her smile.
Her hand slid between us and wrapped around me, dragging a moan out of my throat.
Enough flirting, then.
I reached down and brushed my fingers between her legs, playing with the small patch of hair leading to her pussy before I dove in with my middle and fourth finger.
Her body gripped me. She was soaked and shaking.
I pressed my mouth against hers and moved my thumb over her clit.
Jenna shuddered and gasped against my tongue. “You’re…very good with that left hand.”
“You sound surprised.”
“Well, you throw with your right.”
“I’m ambidextrous.” I looked down between her legs, curled my fingers inside her and pressed in, pumping them.
“Ugnh.” She arched off the bed, breathless. “Good, that’s…so good. Holy shit.” She lifted her head and mouthed at my jaw while her hand frantically stroked me.
It was messy and methodless, jumping from firm to soft. Her hold tightening around my base, pulling to the tip, barely touching the head and then gripping me mid-shaft. I couldn’t predict her next move. It was unfuckingreal.
I closed my eyes and fought the urge to hump into her grip.
“Too bad I’m not good with my left,” she whispered against my cheek, kissing it. “Sorry.”
“Sorry? Are you kidding?” I watched her sink back onto the pillow. “If you keep it up, I’m going to come all over you.”
Her eyes widened. “Really?”
She was shocked. I got that. I just came minutes ago and here I was, confessing to getting off without any difficulty from a hand job.
But Jesus Christ, this hand job. This woman.
“Yeah.” I bent down, brushing my lips against hers. “But you first.”
I pumped my fingers fast into her pussy and rubbed her clit. She spread her knees wide and pulled her legs higher. Soon she was rocking against my palm. I rubbed her out while she rubbed me out, her hold on me tightening. Her body tightening.
“Nathan…Nathan.” She held my hand still and rode it as she came.
I leaned away to watch her. She was shameless in her pleasure, and she looked right fucking at me. It drove me mad.
My resolve broke. I moaned through tiny thrusts of my hips. I couldn’t hold back anymore. Not after that.
“Squeeze me harder,” I begged.
She gripped at me clumsily, her breaths leaving her in desperate little pants. When she rocked toward me to slip her other hand between us and fondle my balls, I groaned deep and shot, my head falling to her shoulder.
I stopped moving and let her stroke me out. I kept my hand between her legs. I told her she dripped all over it.
“I like it,” I said, kissing her hungrily.
I’d gone what, five minutes without her mouth? Ten? It felt like the first time. I’d nearly eaten her alive in the hallway.
“You’re not much better,” she said through a smile. Her cupped hand knocked against my ribs. “I need a towel.”
We slid out of bed and cleaned up in the master bath.
I noticed Jenna’s gaze lingering on the corner shower. It was new compared to everything else in the bathroom and didn’t perfectly match the other fixtures. And when Jenna looked at me, I knew I didn’t need to explain why that was.
She took my hand and led me into the bedroom.
Two orgasms down, my body fell heavy against the mattress. I pulled the sheet over us as Jenna curled against my side.
We stared at each other. I thought we might talk. I wanted to…
When fingers pushed through my hair, I closed my eyes and dozed.
* * *I stirred awake, hand sweeping the mattress beside me, seeking her. I fisted the sheet.
“Jenna?” I called out. My eyes creaked open.
She stood beside the bed, dressing. She pulled her shorts up to her hips. Her top was already in place.
“Hey.” I pushed up to my elbows. “What are you doing? How long have I been asleep?” I peered over at the blurred numbers of the alarm clock. Fuck, my glasses. “What time is it?” I rubbed at my eyes.
“It’s almost one. I need to get going.”
I watched her round the bed. Her gaze barely lingered on me.
Is she in a rush to get out of here or something?
“Stop. Why are you leaving?” I sat up and swung my legs over the side, bunching the sheet in my lap. “And why are you acting like that? What’s wrong?”
