Page 16 of Hardcore Vanilla
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The delicious burn of Jake's cock sliding inside of her had Sharon tilting her hips upwards to meet his thrust, her hands coming up to wrap around his neck as he kissed her. The kiss was hot, deep, and almost primal as his hips began to move.
Despite his warning, he didn't just start pounding away. Nope, he used long, slow strokes, taking the time to grind against her sensitive pussy lips every time he sheathed himself inside of her. Sharon moaned, lifting her ass as best she could in this position - which wasn't much. He grunted as he lifted his head slightly, giving him better leverage to thrust in deep.
"Oh, fuck yes..."
Her nails dug into his shoulders as she squirmed underneath him, pinned by his weight. Jake's hands slid under her ass, lifting her so that he could surge even deeper inside of her and Sharon cried out at how freaking good it felt.
That was when he started to really fuck her, hard and fast, just like he'd said. Sharon was already primed for orgasm. The whole day had felt like one long tease and she hadn't needed nearly as much foreplay as he'd given her. She clung onto him for dear life as her body clamped down around him, waves of ecstasy rising as her clit began to throb with each thrust of his cock.
"Jake! Oh fuck... Fuck me, Jake, I'm coming!"
His low groan felt like it reverberated through her body as she screamed her climax, tumbling through the rapture of his cock still moving inside of her. A few moments later he followed, burying himself inside of her and holding himself in place as he shuddered, emptying himself into her. Her muscles clenched around him, extending the pleasure for both of them, and leaving them both panting.
Resting his forehead against hers, Jake let her legs slide down into place, and Sharon let out a little sigh of relief. She was pretty flexible, but it still felt better to be able to just go limp like this than when she was folded in half.
"Give me a second to get cleaned up and then we can have a drink and a snack," Jake said, pressing a kiss to her temple.
"A drink and a snack?" she echoed questioningly, blinking at him in slight confusion as he pushed himself up and off of her, heading to the bathroom to dispose of the condom.
"Yeah," he said, looking over his shoulder. He winked. "We're going to need it before round two."
Chapter 4
Sharon woke up in the middle of the night with the urge to pee.
Unfortunately, she realized, she also needed to get out of Jake's apartment. Quietly, she groaned as she made herself get up. The man knew how to give her pussy a workout.
Round two had been a lot of fun. They'd had water, cheese, and crackers, and then Jake had pulled her ass to the edge of the couch so he could eat her pussy to his heart's content. Then he'd bent her over the arm of the couch and brought her to yet another screaming orgasm... She'd tried to dirty talk him then too and earned herself an impromptu spanking (not a hard one, just enough for her to thoroughly enjoy it) and a long, slow screw that had her begging by the end of it.
Then they'd retired to his bed for round number three and a little experimenting with bondage. Jake had tied her hands to the bed and then enjoyed having her at his mercy before finally fucking her into oblivion. She hadn't meant to fall asleep. Fuck buddies weren't really supposed to do overnights - at least, not the way she'd ever done them - but she'd been exhausted by the time he was done with her. And supremely satisfied. And totally limp.
He was going to ruin her for all future fuck-buddy experiences, damn him. Normally guys who wanted to do the casual thing just wanted a quick fuck, a booty call, both parties get off and then a goodbye. With Jake... Either he had a lot of pent-up sexual frustration to work off or she'd finally found a guy whose libido rivaled hers.
It was a little unnerving that tonight had been just as good as New Year's Eve, even without the alcohol giving the evening a nice haze. In the back of her head, she'd kind of believed that he couldn't possibly be as good as she remembered. But stone cold sober... He might be even better.
Like, addictively good.
Tip-toeing around, she managed to get dressed and out the door. There was a part of her that wanted to slip back into bed and pretend she'd never woken up but...
That wouldn't be keeping things casual.
Even if she tried to excuse it by saying she just wanted to see if he was into morning sex, she'd know the real reason was that she liked sleeping all cuddled up to him. Definitely not something she should want from Jake Standish of all people. He might be a good cuddler, but that was too close to the romance-y side of things.
It would be one thing if she'd done it on accident, but she couldn't let herself get back into bed with him once she'd woken up. Besides, she honestly didn't know if she could take a morning round - her pussy was liable to scream for mercy.
But in a good way or a bad way....
Get your skank ass home, dummy, your va-jay-jay has had enough for tonight. Hell, enough for a week. He's not a sex god and you will be just fine not getting laid tomorrow morning.
Well, at least now she had a good reason to be kind of glad she was no longer living with Kate, she mused, as she walked out to her car. Trying to sneak in this late at night, in this outfit, when Kate was her roommate would have ended in an inquisition. So there were some silver linings to her bestie moving out... Sharon missed her, but she wasn't sad about missing out on an interrogation.
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Waking up alone again rather than next to the petite, curvy body he expected to be curled around did not put Jake in the best mood. He was up early enough that the sun was just rising, thanks to the short days of winter, which meant she'd left when it was still dark. Growling under his breath, he snatched up his cell phone.
Nothing.
