Page 20 of Loving Jared

Amy's hands dove under his shirt and roved up his bare back, raking her nails as she went. He shivered and tipped his head back in ecstasy as pleasure raced through his body, pulling at his balls and making his dick so hard he was sure that it was going to have the permanent stamp of a zipper on the back. He kissed her again, tangling his tongue with hers and drinking her sweetness.

Jared was pretty sure he was supposed to be doing something… something important. Or maybe, it was that he was supposed to not be doing something. So bloody hard to concentrate with Amy's hands feathering their way down to his belt, sliding under his jeans and searching.

Stop! His brain screamed at him. Then he remembered, he couldn't fuck Amy on the couch. But Jesus, if he didn't do something now, she was going to be the one fucking him.

He broke the kiss. "Amy… Amy…." He planned on going for forceful, but he was pretty sure his voice came out as breathless and uncertain.

Finally, her small hand found him, and she wrapped her long, beautiful fingers around his bare cock. Jared's mind went blank as fireworks went off behind his eyelids. He groaned, dropped his head into her neck and held onto the last bit of sanity he could.

"We have to… stop," he groaned.

There, he’d done it. Now it was up to her to be the responsible one and actually stop.

She wiggled her hand further down into his jeans and stroked his balls. Fuck. He was pretty sure this is what it felt like to go insane.

"Amy… sisters." It was all he could manage.

Amy turned her head to the side and looked at him. "You have sisters?"

"No, yours."

She sank her teeth into the side of his neck at the same time as pressing her fingers into the spot between his ball sack and his penis, massaging lightly. He groaned deeply and did exactly what any dude anywhere didn't want to do. He came in his pants.

"Goddammit, mother fucking, holy shit fucker."

"What about my sisters?" she asked innocently, continuing to stroke lightly, running her hand through his cum and spreading it down his penis.

Jared had no idea how he managed to have enough breath left in his lungs to address her question. Somehow, though, he found the ability to speak. "They could come out here and see us."

Amy smirked at him. “Nope, they rarely leave the bedroom after I put them to bed. Besides, I set up the iPad for them. There's no way they're gonna wander out here so long as they have reruns of Kim Possible to watch.”

Jared took several deep breaths, trying to regain a few brain cells. "What the fuck is a Kim Possible?"

Amy laughed and feathered kisses down from his ear to his shoulder blade. "A cartoon chick with who saves the world on a regular basis while keeping up with her education. My sisters love her, they can't get enough."

Jared chuckled and dropped his head against her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. "She sounds badass, like you."

He must've said the right thing, because Amy took a fistful of his hair, dragged his head back and kissed him soundly.

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