Page 49 of Jake

Jake forced himself to stay where he was, despite the urge to move in, to take over and to push her over the edge himself. No, he wanted to see her do it. Then he could move in, make her come again, and again if he wanted.

He didn’t think he could get any harder, he wanted to move in and take over, to touch her so badly. But when her other hand dipped below the first, sinking first one finger, then two into her hot core, he almost lost his resolve.

One finger worked her clit, moving in circles around it then back and forth flicking the tip while her other hand worked in and out of her pussy. The soft gasps and change in Lynnie’s breathing told him she was getting close. He fisted his hands where they sat in his folded arms and forced himself to stay where he was.

Her breath caught, her body tensed, her hands stopped moving as her back bowed. He didn’t need to feel her clenching around him to know what was happening. A fine sheen of sweat covered her body as he dropped his arms, unclenched his fists, and crawled up the foot of the bed toward her.

“Here, love.” Jake tugged the fingers from her leaking cunt, taking the time to suck them clean before setting her hand aside, then he moved her other hand as he moved in closer, dropping a gentle kiss against the top of her mound. He knew she was likely sensitive and didn’t want to overstimulate her, but at the same time, he couldn’t wait to get a taste. When her breathing returned to normal, he was careful how much pressure he used as he lowered his mouth to her core, licking and tasting every bit of her heat and moisture.

Taking advantage of the lubrication already there, he pressed two fingers inside, curling them to hit the sensitive spot toward the front of her entrance while he flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit.

Heather’s hands found their way to his hair, tugging and pulling, trying to move him up, away from her core. He ignored her, determined to feel her clench around his fingers, to taste her pleasure at least once before he found his own.

“Aaron, please.” Her words were husky with need.

“What, baby?”

“I need you. Inside me.”

“Soon. Give me one more first.”

Jake didn’t know if it was his demand or the vibrations of his talking against her, but as if on command, her pussy clenched around his fingers, squeezing them tight as a wave of her slickness cascaded from her, filling his mouth. He savored the sweet, tangy taste of her pleasure.

36

Heather’sbodyfeltlikea bowstring drawn tight. Colors burst behind her eyes and pleasure washed through her. She was barely aware of Aaron’s hands sliding up her body, until something flicked across her nipples, sending renewed sparks of heat through her.

The thick, blunt head of his cock nestled against her opening was impossible to miss. It was just what she wanted, no, needed. She slid her hands down his body until she found the round globes of his butt, then squeezed and pulled. She needed him inside, she needed him to fill the empty, hollow feeling in her core.

“I just wanted to make sure you were ready.”

The low rumble of Aaron’s voice sent shivers through her as he thrust inside, sinking all the way inside her in one swift, hard thrust.

“OH!” She couldn’t help but cry out as he filled her, sending more waves of pleasure crashing through her body. “More.” She needed more. She needed him. Now.

Her fingers curled into him, pulling him closer, needing more, anything. She couldn’t put it into words but as he withdrew and thrust back into her, her body clenched and seized, a haze of need and pleasure filled her mind, pushing out all thought but him. A wordless cry erupted from her throat, then, remembering the way they’d been interrupted the first night, she pressed her face into his shoulder, hoping to muffle the worst of her cries. Maybe keep people from coming to check on them. As wave after wave of pleasure washed through her, she lost track of what she was doing, lost track of what she was supposed to be doing and surrendered to the sensations and the peace it brought with it.

She didn’t know how long it took for the world to become real again, but when it did, she realized Aaron lay on the bed beside her, his arms tight around her as if even as he tried to catch his breath and recover, he couldn’t stand letting go. She liked that. She liked his holding her close, as if she was precious to him. She knew she should get up and clean up but before she had the energy to move, she drifted off to sleep, feeling safer than she had since Matt had shown up and surprised her.

Lightinherfacewoke Heather, reminding her that she’d forgotten to close the blinds after waking the same way yesterday. She rolled over and found the bed beside her empty. Running her hand over the space where Aaron had been the last time she’d gotten up in the middle of the night to use the restroom, she found the sheets cold. He’d been gone for a while.

She stretched, then lay staring at the ceiling for several seconds wondering what today would bring, before her bladder insisted that she get up and get moving.

After a visit to the bathroom, she stood for a moment, staring at the bed and debating whether or not to climb back in. She felt safe there. Like nothing would come looking to hurt her. It was silly, she knew, but she couldn’t help the way it made her feel.

It only took a moment’s internal debate before she discarded the idea. Instead, she picked up her clothes from where she’d tossed them the night before and put them in the basket in the shower. Oh… shower. She needed one. A quick check of the time told her the bunkhouse showers were reserved for women right now, so she pulled on some sweats, grabbed her shower bag and some clean clothes, stepped into a pair of flip flops, and headed into the bunkhouse and the showers there.

After her shower, freshly dressed and with wet hair, she carried things back out to the trailer, where she found Matt standing inside. He looked up as she opened the door and pinned her with a confused look.

“How did you get past me? When?”

“I don’t know,” she said as she stepped past him and toward the bedroom where she could put things away. “I didn’t know you were even watching for me, so I wasn’t trying to get past you. All I did was go inside to shower.”

“You can shower in here.”

“I know but there’s more room in the bunkhouse. It’s easier to shower in there.”

He stared at her for a moment, then shrugged as if to say it was her business. “What’s the plan for today?”

---