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Oh god, I was going to come. Television me screamed in release and that did it for me. I came with a long, low moan, my fingers digging into Jake’s arm as my body jerked uncontrollably.
“Fuck, Em, this is so hot.”
“Yeah,” I said breathlessly. Much hotter than I ever could have imagined, to be honest.
“We’re not done yet, though.”
“Okay.”
He reached for the bottom of my sweater and I raised my arms so he could take it off. “On your knees.”
I got up on shaky legs, kneeling on the couch. “Good. Face the wall.”
I turned away from him, turning my head to look at him over my shoulder. Molten heat flooded my system when I saw him pull a length of black cloth from his back pocket. “Hands behind your back.” He bound my wrists. “How’s that?”
“Fucking perfect.”
“Good girl.”
Jake had cut the twenty minutes of recovery time, so the next footage was of him tying my hands just like they were now and telling me to suck him off. I hoped he would do that now, but no, he just played with my breasts while I watched myself giving him head.
I did moan again, in real life, when he pulled on-screen me to my feet, the camera angle changed to the one across the bed and it captured him pounding into me from behind. He looked like a god, his hard body glistening with sweat, his jaw clenched as he held off, waiting for me to peak.
Then the scene changed to the next morning, with the camera at the end of the bed. If I hadn’t been so entranced, I would have blushed. But Jake talking to me, running his hand over my breasts, checking how wet I was, hypnotized me.
“You like it?”
“Mmm hmm.”
On the screen, his hands grabbed my breasts. He did the same in real life, which was much hotter than I would have expected. I could feel his cock pressing into my hands and I wanted it inside me, so bad.
Ohh. There I was, riding his face, the memory of the pleasure I’d felt swirling through me.
“This part’s my favourite,” he growled, placing his hand between my shoulder blades and pushing me down onto the sofa cushion so my ass was high in the air. I turned my head so I could still watch the show.
It might have been mine, too, with the camera focused on my face like that. If you’d asked me before how I’d feel watching myself like this, I would have said awkward and embarrassed. But I was about to be fucked by Jake in real life, in sync with us on the television, and it almost felt like a double orgasm.
Jake pulled my leggings down to my knees, rubbed his hand over my bare ass before sliding a finger inside me. I knew I was already soaking wet, but I loved the groan he let out that confirmed it. “You want it now, Em?”
“Fuck, yes.”
He gave it to me. I felt his cock at my entrance and I pushed back, desperate to feel him filling me up. Stretching me open. He plunged in with a single thrust and I cried out, barely able to keep my eyes open as intense pleasure flooded my system. Meanwhile, television me was having just as much fun, never taking her eyes off the camera. Gasping, moaning, rocking her body back and forth in time with Jake’s thrusts. A preview of exactly what was about to happen to me.
There it was: those heavy, hard thrusts that had me pushing forward on the cushion, so he had to hold me still with a tight grip on my hips. Television me exploded, her cries filling the room, but I wasn’t quite there. Once she was done, I closed my eyes, giving into the force of desire pumping through my system.
The wave built slowly, pushing me higher and higher as I writhed mindlessly, moaning and crying out as I chased the orgasm, up and up and up. Finally, it crashed over me, sending my whole body into convulsions.
I was barely done before I felt Jake’s hands at my wrists, untying the restraints. Then he was turning me over gently, crawling over me to press soft, light kisses to my lips. He was still hard as he skimmed his hands over me. We weren’t done yet.
But the kisses were different now. They felt almost…reverential. He settled between my hips and I wrapped my legs around him, smiling when he reached up to brush the hair back from my forehead. So gentle. So incredibly sweet.
With his hand wrapped around my leg, just above the knee, he pushed into me again, moving slowly. I kept my eyes on his, mesmerized by the light I saw there. This didn’t feel like fucking anymore. This was making love. I knew I should stop, pull away, resist. But there was no force on Earth that could have dragged me away from this.
“Kiss me,” I whispered, threading my fingers through his hair and pulling his head down to mine.
He did, and it was a sweet and gentle touch that somehow still managed to have heat curling in my belly. Little tendrils of fire that moved outward from where our bodies joined, taking over my whole body. Taking over my mind, until I felt like we were the only two people in the whole universe.
Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through my system and I clung to Jake, almost crying from the intensity of it. I’d never felt anything like this in my life. All I could do was hold tight to Jake as we came together.
