Jessen licks over my clit again, and I feel the muscles of my core tighten as they do when I’m masturbating and about to come. First, I feel shock and surprise – not once did my ex bring me to this point, and my body tenses as I pray Jessen doesn’t leave me hanging.
Then he gently thrusts two fingers into me, and before I can take a breath an orgasm slams into me, unlike any I’ve had before. I’ve not orgasmed this hard. Ever. Unable to lie still with all this intense sensation flooding my system, I arch my back off the bed, a moan locked in my throat.
Stars exploding behind my closed eyelids, caught up in the most exquisite pleasure, I can’t seem to catch my breath. With no idea what to do with this overload of emotion, I’m horrified when tears leak from the corners of my eyes.
Jessen sliding his fingers free of me has another ripple tightening my core. He moves up my body until we’re chest to chest, and he gathers me close, peppering my face with tiny kisses.
“That’s it, gorgeous. Feel it, embrace it, cry if you need to. I’ve got you. I’m your safe place to land. Let me have it.”
And I do. I don’t know what else to do with what I’m feeling.
The weirdest thing is, as the tears finally stop – leaving me a hiccupping mess in his arms – it’s the best I’ve ever felt. Like, as in ever. Jessen cups my face in his large, warm hands, lowers his mouth to mine, and kisses me breathless all over again.
“You ready to do it again?”
“Oh my God, Jess, I don’t think I have it in me.”
He throws his head back, and I take in the magnificent sight of him as he lets out a deep belly laugh. Joy sings through my veins, and gratitude for this man fills my heart.
“Hey. What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” he replies on another chuckle. “I just feel amazing. Incredible. And I love how the name Jess sounds on your tongue.” He rocks his pelvis again, his dick rock hard against my stomach. “So, are you?”
“Am I what?”
“Ready to do it again?”
“If another orgasm like the one I just had is the payoff, then hell yeah, I’m ready to do it again.”
My body hums at the mere thought of it while my emotions are left reeling from the overwhelming intensity of it all. But that’s something to be dealt with another time when I’m on my own.
I watch as he grabs a condom off the nightstand – I have no idea where he got those from – and rolls it down his length. When he is done, he guides me over his body until I’m straddling him.
It’s such a foreign thing to me I stiffen in his arms as I hover over him. What the hell am I supposed to do now? I mean, intellectually I know what I’m supposed to do, having been forced to watch porn with my ex. I have a rudimentary idea of what happens next, but I’ve never done this before. So, I panic.
I feel my heart pounding in my chest. I’m about to slide off Jessen and back onto the mattress when he clamps those magic hands of his around my hips. “Easy there, gorgeous. I’ve got you – remember?”
Hesitantly, I nod. It costs me everything to whisper to him, “I don’t know what to do. I’ve never done this before.”
Jessen jack knifes into a sitting position and kisses me, hot and wet and deep. “Then allow me the honor of showing you.” With one hand on my belly and the other on a hip, he gently pushes me backward until I feel the tip of his dick bump against my butt cheek. “Rise up on your knees for me, baby.”
Doing as I’m told, he guides me back some more until the tip touches the lips of my soaking pussy. He nods encouragingly as he guides me down the hard length of him. We both groan at the sheer pleasure. As he sinks into the warm depth of my core, already slick with desire, I bite back another groan. Jessen wraps his arms around my hips, holding my close to his heart as I lose myself in the rhythm we find together.
I thought he’d be just like my ex, but once again I come to understand that he’s unique, in a class all of his own. The kind of man any woman would be proud to call her own. He makes sure I’m getting as much enjoyment from our lovemaking as he is.
As I ride him, he guides me up until just the tip of his dick is inside me, and back down until all of him is buried so deep inside me I don’t know where he begins and I end. And once again, I feel that sensation of reaching for that something intangible just out of reach.
Jessen shortens his strokes as I tighten around him, driving into me over and over. A fire ignites deep within, and as I feel myself begin to unravel for him, I know it’s going to be big. And that he’ll be there to catch me when fall.
* * *
The sensationof Jessen’s hot mouth on my core, his tongue laving my clit, is the first thing that registers as I come awake slowly. My skin tingles wherever his hands land, and I can feel myself go slick in anticipation of his talented fingers sliding into my body. Unable to lie still as the pressure begins to build, I shift restlessly under his hand, trying to encourage him to go faster. To touch me where it aches.
A sharp slap to my naked ass cheek has my mewling in protest. He’s winding me up tighter with each swipe of his tongue, and I’m not sure how much longer I can last before I go up in flames. Jessen soothes me with tiny butterfly kisses across my abdomen, moving ever upward.
When Jessen encloses the tightly furled bud in the warm, wet cavern of his mouth, I arch into him in response to the deep pull that arrows straight to my core. My legs rub restlessly against each other to ease the ache as I get lost in a haze of arousal.
His mouth working its magic at my breast, I feel one of his hands knead my thigh, moving higher with each stroke, until the back of his fingers brush against my clit. Oh my God, yes please. The firm pressure of Jessen’s thumb pushing down on my highly sensitized clit has me drowning in an ocean pleasure.
