He walked into the sitting room and took a seat on one of the single couches while she went into her bedroom. She dropped her hand bag on the dressing table and went to sit on the bed to pull off her heels. She pulled off the heels, massaging her feet gently.
Jack sat on the chair, cross legged as he stared round her sitting room. Many things had changed since the last time he had visited. It now looked more beautiful and luxurious. He stared at her photos that hung on one side of the wall. It consisted of photos of different gigs. He stood up and walked over to have a closer look.
“She is really pretty. he stated to himself, running his large hand on one of the photos where she posed in a bikini. He continued staring at the photos, and few moments later, he felt two hands wrap around his abdomen. His body tensed at the sudden contact as he felt her body leaning into him before he relaxed.
“I’ve missed you a lot.” She stated, wrapping her hands on his body that was covered with heavy pieces of clothing.
“Why. Why do you miss me?” he was forced to ask, his voice quivering and she almost snorted at the question.
“I don’t know. This past days and weeks without you have been the worst.” She replied truthfully, playing with the fabrics of his clothes. She had changed from her dinner gown into a small gown meant for home only. “Coffee is ready.” she muttered, stepping aside and leading him to the kitchen.
“Black coffee or with milk?” she asked as she stood over the brewing machine.
“A bit of milk.” he replied from the kitchen island.
He was seated of one of the two chairs there, watching her every movement. He watched her ass wiggle in the loose gown as she moved from one spot to another, trying to make the coffee.
Few minutes later, a cup of hot coffee was placed in front of him while she took the other seat near him.
He took a sip from the coffee before dropping it back on the table. “Thanks.” he maintained eye contact with her and she smiled back at him. They both returned to drinking their coffee and few minutes later, their cups were empty. She returned their empty cups to the sink and returned to join him at the island.
“Spend the night with me.” she pleaded, fixing her seductive eyes on his. Her eyes held many emotions at the same time and prominent among them was love, or was it lust? She didn’t know, but what she knew was that she really wanted him.
She walked over to him and pulled him closer, standing toe to toe with him. She placed her two hands around her neck and pulled his neck closer before claiming his lips in hers. The kiss started slow as she pulled him closer. She nibbled on his lower lips as she sucked on it. He placed his hands on her waist as he pulled her closer, her two soft boobs pressing against his hard chest.
She moaned slightly at the contact of their bodies. He slipped one of his hand down to her bare thigh, rubbing it slowly. She took one of her hands into his hair as she ran her manicured fingers through it while their lips were locked in a hot kiss. He took control of the kiss as he nibbled hard on her bottom lip, making her open her mouth to accommodate his tongue. The kiss changed from a soft one to a hard sensual one. She moaned loudly as he devoured every inch of her lips. He trailed his lips slowly from her mouth down to her neck where he sucked gently. She moaned loudly, throwing her heads backwards as his lips made contact with the sensitive skin of her neck. He grazed her skin with his teeth, making her shudder.
She moaned loudly as he pushed her backwards, making her hit the edge of the kitchen island. Lifting her by his hands on her slender waist and the other on her ass, he dropped her on the island. He part her legs slightly, standing in between them as he stared at her. She locked her hands behind his neck as he resumed kissing her neck.
“mmmm… Jack..” she moaned incoherent words as waves of pleasure hit her. He bite gently on her neck as she moaned loudly. There was likely to be an hickey there in the morning, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to feel him.
She unbuttoned his shirt, tugging on it gently and he took the clue, helping her take the shirt out of his body. She threw the shirt on the floor and ran her hands on his hard body. She loved the feel of her hands on his body. His body was hard, product of spending hours in the gym daily. He rolled the short gown that was halfway on her thighs up to her waist, exposing her thick thighs and pussy that was covered by a thin material. He shifted her panties to the side and plunged his fingers deep inside her clit. She screamed loudly as she pressed her hips together in reflex. He stared at her face and smirked as she tried to maintain a normal face but failed miserably. The finger inside her was making her loose it. She slowly released her hips and he pulled out his fingers slowly, her pussy juice sipping down his hands to the floor. He had made her terribly wet and horny. He pumped one finger in and out of her wet hole and she moaned loudly, marking his back with her fingers. He introduced another finger into her, making her expand slightly to accommodate the visitor. She screamed, rocking his fingers with her hips but his lips on hers’ reduced the intensity of the noise to muffled sounds. He pumped aggressively into her, making her buckle and spread her thigh wider as his other fingers played with the folds of her pussy. His fingers were setting her body on fire. Her core ached with desires as she continued her strain of loud moans. Her body froze as her hips buckled. He noticed the tension of her body and increased the pace of his fingers, making her scream loudly as she cummed on his fingers and on the kitchen island. He pulled his fingers out and put them in his mouth, licking them till her pussy juice were dried up. He lifted her from the island and she wrapped her now naked legs around his waist while her hands were locked behind his neck. He moved swiftly as she directed him towards the bedroom. He dropped her on the bed and spread her legs wide. She laid naked under the dim lights of the room, Jack between her legs as he stared at the beautiful creature in front of him. Different thoughts ran through his mind at that moment. She had used him to attain social validation and now, it seems she was sorry. A part of him wanted him to let it go and forgive her but the masculine part of him kept speaking to him. She noticed his slight hesitation so she helped unbuckled his belt, pushing his trousers down his legs, leaving him only in his briefs. At that moment, he decided that other things didn’t matter. He would make the decision later. Pleasing her was more important now.
He resumed kissing her on the bed and after some minutes of intense kissing, she trailed down placing feverish kisses on her jaw and collarbone. His left hand cupped her left boobs, squeezing it gently, earning a soft moan from her while his right hand caressed her face gently. He switched his lips to her right breast as he sucked on her erect nipple while fondling the other. Her breasts were a medium sized with pink areolas. She moaned continually as he sucked on her breasts, interchanging between the right and the left.
He stopped and bent to pick out a condom from his trouser but was stopped by her hands.
“I want to feel you raw. I’m clean, and I trust you.” She stated softly, her eyes glinting with desires under the dim light. He hesitated before returning to her on the bed. He stared deep into her eyes while she pulled his briefs down leaving him fully naked. She rubbed her hands on his erect dick, holding down his gaze, her eyes with with emotions, wants, desires and especially lust.
“I love you.” She stated as he slided into her.
The rays of the already risen sun slipped into the room through the open curtains and fell on her face as she turned under the duvet. She had a long sleep and still wanted to sleep more, but with disturbance posed by the natural entity, she doubted if she could still catch some more sleep.
She rubbed her eyes gently and yawned, opening her eyes gently to the sun and a new morning.
The curtain was opened to one side, giving enough room for the sun to enter the room. The intensity of the sun hurt her eyes so she closed it back, sitting up gently against the head of the bed.
She smiled as memories of her last night experience with Jack flooded her mind. She peeped inside the duvet and confirmed that she was truly naked. It wasn’t a dream. She had truly spent the last night with him. She frowned when she turned to the other side of the bed and found it arranged like no one had slept on it. Not like she expected to wake up in his arms, or beside him, but a little part of her heart still hoped that he’ll be around when she woke up.
A little pang of pain hit her as she got down from the bed. This was the second time they were spending the night together and each time, he would always wake up and leave early. Was she anything to him?
Would she ever be anything to him?