Chapter 6

chapter

six

Lucy

My hands still on the plate I’m washing, I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Because the truth is I want Jack. I want to be his first. But I also know myself enough to know, deep down, what I really want is to be his only.

He’s not making promises though and we barely know each other. When I’m with him, I feel more centered, more like my true self, than I do when I’m with anyone else. Ever. There’s just something about him that my heart seems to recognize. And I don’t really know how to understand that.

“Lucy,” he says from behind me. “I need you to say something.”

I finish rinsing the plate and set it in the drain, then I turn off the water and spin to face him. “What do you want me to say?”

“That you want me, too.”

“Jack, I’ve been in a constant state of arousal since our kiss yesterday. I definitely want you. I just want you to be sure.”

He gives me a wicked grin. “I’m not a kid, this doesn’t have to be some sentimental thing. My deflowering or whatever.

I chuckle and completely ignore the pang that comes along with his words. I want this to be some sentimental thing. I want it to mean something. But if I only get tonight—or however many nights he’d be here—then I’ll take it.

I’d be a fool not to.

He pulls me flush to his body. The blue of his eyes is practically swallowed up by the black of his pupils. “I want you to know that this isn’t about convenience. This is about me wanting the hot girl who kissed me in her kitchen yesterday.”

She points to herself. “Me?”

“Yeah, Pocket, you.”

I grab his hand and pull him with me to my bedroom. We’ve barely breached the doorway when he kisses me. It’s intense and so hot. He nips at my lips and sucks on my tongue and I’m already so wet it’s a like a slip-n-slide in my panties.

“Do you have any certain fantasies about how you want this to go?” I ask him when his hot, wet mouth trails down the column of my neck. Damn, that feels good.

“I want to lick you everywhere. You taste so amazing.”

“I should probably shower.”

“No. I want you just like this.”

“Fair enough. First, though, it’s my turn.” I drop to my knees and unbutton his jeans, then slowly pull down the zipper.

“What are you doing, Lucy?”

“I should think that’s obvious.”

“You think you’re funny, don’t you?”

“I think I’m fucking hilarious.”

“I actually do too.” He smiles at me and I’m pretty sure that’s the minute my heart leaves my body and launches itself at him.

Pick me , it says.

I ignore my stupid heart and focus on the bulge in the jeans right in front of my face.

“I’m just going to take the edge off so you can last as long as possible.” Then I look up at him and point a finger. “But no pressure.”

I pull open his jeans and whoa nelly, that’s some cock. I haven’t even seen it yet, at least not all of it, but the very tip is peeking up above his tight black boxer briefs. He smells earthy here, manly and so good that I’m already moaning when I drag his underwear down.

His dick bobs free and it’s perfect. Long and thick with veins that I’m pretty sure will be ribbed for my pleasure.

“Fuck, Lucy.” He’s got pre-cum leaking at the top and I lean forward and lick it off.

He jerks, but doesn’t thrust forward. His hands do fall to my hair and slide into my curls. I close my eyes, then take him into my mouth, sliding down the length of him as far as I can. I bring a hand up to his balls and cup them lightly.

He growls and it’s like that sound pulled a string attached to my clit. I moan against this dick as I bob my head up and down on him.

I pull back and let him fall from my mouth. He’s staring down at me with so much intensity in his face I nearly cum on the spot. “You’re so sexy,” I tell him. “I want you to fuck my mouth.”

His brow furrows.

“You won’t hurt me, I’ll pull away if it’s too much, but I want you to chase your climax, then I want you to come down my throat.”

“Goddamn, Pocket. You sure?”

“Positive. Put your hands back in my hair, hold my head and thrust into my mouth.”

His fingers scrape against my scalp and it feels amazing. Goosebumps spread across my body and my nipples go painfully hard. I reach up and tweak them.

“Take off your shirt. Let me see your tits while I do this.”

The commanding tone in his voice has me whipping my shirt off and tossing it somewhere behind me. I pull off my bra too and then I’m bare from the waist up.

He reaches down and flicks the hoop piercing through my right nipple. I whimper in response.

“Are you wet right now?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Fuck I want to touch your pussy.”

“Come in my mouth first and then you can do whatever you want to me.”

He closes his eyes for a brief second, then his hands are in my hair and he’s bumping his cock against my lips.

I open for him and cup my lips around my teeth and use my tongue to slide against him as he thrusts forward. I close my eyes and breathe through my nose because he’s long and thick and though I don’t tend to have a sensitive gag reflex, you never know.

“Lucy. Sweetheart, you’re a fucking miracle. You hear me?” His words come out harsh and nearly broken as he fucks my mouth. “So good. Goddamn, that’s good. Is your pussy going to feel this good? This hot and wet?”

Whoa. Dirty talking virgin? Yes, please.

I reach behind him and grab his ass while he pumps into my mouth.

“I’m not going to last. It’s too fucking good.” In and out he pushes himself into my mouth. I feel like I’m close to coming I’m so turned on. “Look at you, on your knees taking my dick like a good girl. Oh fuck. I’m coming.” He roars my name and his hot seed spurts down my throat.

My eyes are watering, but I don’t even care. That was the single hottest thing I’ve ever done. He rubs a thumb along my bottom lip, then pulls me to my feet.

“My turn,” he growls. Then he picks me up as if I weigh nothing and tosses me onto the bed. It’s not made, my sheets and quilt are still jumbled from this morning. I’ve never understood the point of making a bed I’m just going to get back in.

Then his mouth is on one nipple while his hand cups my other boob and I no longer care about beds, made or otherwise. His mouth and hands explore my boobs a bit longer until I’m nearly sobbing with the need for release.

“Please, Jack. I need you.”

I don’t have to ask him twice. He removes the rest of my clothes then peels off my panties. Then his mouth is on my pussy before I can even prepare myself.

He growls and eats me like it’s his fucking job. I’m already so close to coming and I’m so wet it’s ridiculous. I can hear my arousal as he moves his lips and tongue over my core. Then he’s sliding two fingers inside me and as if he’s done this a hundred times, he curves them and perfectly aligns himself with my g-spot.

“Yes. Just like that. Suck on my clit. Jack, Jack…” Those are the last words I say before my body shatters in the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. He continues to lick me through the last of the waves. Then he slowly kisses up my body.

“I just realized I left the condoms in my truck. Do you have any in here?” he asks.

“Don’t need any. I just want you.” I pull on his underarms and press his body to me. The weight of his chest against mine feels divine. “Inside me. Now. I promise I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone since my last test and I’m on the pill.”

His intense blue eyes meet mine and I almost say it. I almost tell him I love him which is ridiculous. Because no one falls in love in two days. It just isn’t done.

I reach down between our bodies and grab his cock and line it up to my entrance. Then I wrap my legs around his waist as he slowly pushes inside me.

He drops his face into the crook of my neck once he’s fully seated. “Lucy, you feel so good.” He doesn’t thrust into me yet, just fills me up completely. “You feel like mine,” he says, his voice full of unspoken emotion.

I want to tell him I’ll be his. He can have me forever.

The truth is, he doesn’t mean that. It’s just the powerful emotion of being connected like this.

Then he starts to move and all I can think about is how unbelievable his dick feels inside me. Its curved just right and it’s hitting all the best spots. I feel like a damn pinball machine and every time that ball hits a spot I light up. It’s like a hundred mini orgasms with every thrust.

He’s going to ruin me. He likely already has.

“It’s perfect,” I tell him because I want him to know. “You feel perfect. And you’re totally going to make me come again.”

“Yeah, sweetheart. I want to feel you come all over my cock.” He leans up, bracing himself above me so he can look into my face. “Just like that. Goddamn, Pocket, I can feel the walls of your pussy squeezing my dick.”

Two more thrusts and I’m shattering around him. I cry out his name and if I had nails I’d be clawing at his back. He stills and I feel the hot wet spurts of his release inside me. Then he collapses on top of me and kisses my neck and face.

He eventually leaves me and I feel the absence of him in my body immediately.

“I’ll be right back. Don’t move,” he tells me.

Then he comes back with a damp cloth and cleans him off of me.

“Would you sleep in here with me?” I ask him. “Hold me for a while?”

“I’d love to.” He climbs into the bed behind me and pulls the covers over us.

I’m the little spoon and he’s curved around me and I’ve never felt so safe and cherished. Which is dumb because he doesn’t know me well enough to cherish me.

“I don’t know if that was beginners luck or you’re just a natural, but holy shit, Jack, that was amazing. I’m not even exaggerating when I say you’re the best lover I’ve ever had.”

“You’re the best lover I’ve ever had too.”

I smack his arm and we both laugh at his joke. “Seriously, though, where’d you learn to do all of that. I didn’t have to draw you a map to find my clit or tell you about my g-spot or anything.”

“I’ve read a lot of romance novels.”

I tilt my head to look over my shoulder. “Seriously?”

“Yeah. A lot of them get shipped over to the army bases and I enjoy them. And as it turns out, they’re very educational.”