I can’t believe I suggested we go for a drive. Everyone knows that’s code for “let’s hook up.” I’ve been dying to explore Jack. I’ve never been so forward before, and I’m hardly experienced in this area, but I want so badly to do more than make out with him. He’s so insanely hot, and he’s mine, which still blows my mind.
I’ve been fantasizing about him over the past couple weeks, about his lips kissing my neck and his hands exploring my body. After hearing him say, “I love you,” it feels like something shifted between us. I’m almost hungry for him, which probably sounds crazy, but it’s the only word I can think to describe how badly I want him. God, I want to touch him everywhere.
I snuck onto my brother Connor’s computer the other day when he was at work and watched one of the porn movies he had saved. Honestly, how he hasn’t gotten caught by my parents kind of surprises me – it seems stupid to have it just sitting right there in a folder labeled “good times.” But I wanted to see what all the fuss is about.
Women’s magazines talk about “going down on your man” and “asking for what you want” and all that, but I’m a visual learner. I want it to be good for Jack, so I thought doing a little homework might help me prepare. Boy, was it educational. Except that ever since I watched it, all I can think about is having sex with Jack, which probably explains where my sudden boldness comes from.
We park in a secluded spot, and Jack turns off the car. He turns to look at me, and all I can think about is how much my skin is vibrating with need right now. I’ve never felt anything like this before. We lean towards each other slowly, the air around us heavy with tension. When his lips finally touch mine, it’s like my whole body combusts.
The kiss intensifies quickly, and suddenly his hands are in my hair and I’m practically pulling him over the stupid console (what genius put that in the middle of the damn car?!). My hands start roaming down his body until I’m gently squeezing and rubbing his erection. His whole body shudders, and his breath quickens. He pulls back a moment, and his eyes are blazing with desire.
This is so hot.
I’ve seen stuff like this in movies and read about it in magazines, but holy shit. Seeing it in real life is way hotter than seeing it on a screen.
His eyes close, and pleasure spreads across his face, although it seems like he’s struggling to control himself. Our heavy breathing fills the car. I’m getting so turned on watching him, and I haven’t even touched him skin on skin yet.
I move my hand up to the button on his pants and release it. I slide the zipper down, moving my eyes up to his. He stares at me with that same hungry look as I slip my hand under his boxers. His body tenses as my hand glides up and down his stiff cock. I feel so dirty thinking about his cock – hell, just thinking the word cock – but it’s a good kind of dirty. I’m surprised by how velvety smooth it feels, even though it’s so hard. I can’t help the satisfied smile that graces my face as his breath falters. He lets out a hiss between his clenched teeth, and his head leans back against the seat.
I feel so powerful right now.
He groans loudly. “Oh God…Paige. That feels so fucking good.”
I’m turning myself on watching him and hearing him. My panties feel wet, and there’s a tingle between my legs that’s increasing. His eyes are closed, and his head is still back against the headrest. I’m moving my hand up and down when I get the idea to try something else that I saw when I did my “research.”
With my hand still stroking him, I lean over the middle console and lick the head of his penis.
“Oh fuck!” His hips are jerking, and one of his hands is now gripping the back of my neck. I take him in my mouth, as far as I can comfortably, and suck slowly. I repeat this move several times while alternating licking along his length like he’s my own personal lollipop – which at this moment feels pretty damn accurate.
It’s a little strange to be with him like this, to be touching him this intimately. I’m not entirely sure if I’m doing this right, but his noises are encouraging.
“God…damn, Paige. I’m gonna come…. oh my god… that… feels… so… fucking… good.”
It’s so hot watching him lose control and knowing that I’m the one who’s doing it. I’ve seriously never felt so powerful in all my life. I lift my head up, my hands still stroking him quickly when he lets out a string of curses and groans as his hips jerk and milky white liquid squirts onto my hands.
Holy shit, did I just make Jack come?
Yes. Yes, I did.
I’m so proud of myself, I can’t help the Cheshire cat grin that spreads across my face as Jack just stares at me in awe.
“Fuck, Paige. That was” He shakes his head, “That was amazing.”
He pulls my head up and kisses me fiercely before reaching into the backseat to grab his practice jersey. He uses the jersey to clean up my hand and his stomach. He immediately throws the jersey back into the backseat and pulls me back to resume our frenzied kissing from earlier. His hand glides across my breast, and the tingles between my legs increase. He slides his hand along my thigh, moving up until it’s under my dress.
“Lean your chair back.”
I do as he asks, so I’m more or less lying down on the seat. His hand moves further up until he’s stroking me through my panties. My breath quickens. He’s watching me closely, that hungry look of desire still in his eyes.
“Take these off,” he says as he tugs on the fabric between my legs.
I don’t know where this demanding Jack came from, but it’s kind of hot. I don’t break eye contact as I slide my panties down my legs. Nerves cause my belly to clench as I slip them off. I hold up the scrap of black lace that I bought especially with Jack in mind. He sucks in a breath when he looks at them and then looks back at me. Jack cups my cheek and kisses me deeply, this kiss softer than the one before. He breaks the kiss and leans his head against mine.
“Do you have any idea how sexy and beautiful you are?” He says it with so much admiration in his voice that I think my heart might actually explode.
“Tell me.”
“So. Fucking. Sexy.” He punctuates each word with a kiss. “You take my breath away with how beautiful you are, Paige. Inside and Out.”
His thumb glides along my cheek. “I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel.”
He kisses me again, his tongue parting my lips and gliding across mine. I’m immersed in the kiss until I feel his hand slide back up between my legs. He cups my mound before rubbing a finger back and forth.
It feels so good. Weird, and different than when I’ve touched myself, but definitely good.
Honestly, I’m having trouble thinking because it feels so damn good. He slips a finger inside me, and I let out a gasp.
“You’re already wet, Paige. God, that’s so hot.”
“I want you, Jack.”
I slide my fingers through his hair and grip the back of his head, pulling him closer to me. He slides a second finger inside and pumps in and out. I feel pressure building inside me; it’s intense but welcome. Then I feel his thumb rub on my clit, and suddenly the pressure builds to an almost overwhelming level.
I moan, closing my eyes and throwing my head back. It feels so insanely pleasurable and erotic, and better than I ever imagined. He pumps his hand faster, his thumb continuously brushing my clit. I feel like I’m on a roller coaster ride, going up, up, up. I can hear his heavy breathing matching my own. I wonder if this turns him on, like touching him did for me. Suddenly Jack stops and pulls his hand away.
My head lifts quickly, “What are you doing?”
He smiles at me. “Slide your chair all the way back.”
My body is strung tight, but I do what he says. He crawls over the console and sits snuggly in the footwell.
I look at him curiously. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Returning the favor. I’ve always wanted to try this. Do you trust me?”
I nod my head, and he smiles at me. “Lay back down, gorgeous.”
I lay back down against the seat, watching him carefully. I just want him to touch me again. His hands slide up my legs, and his fingers dive back right where I want them. I toss my head back at the feeling. Then a new sensation overwhelms me. My head pops up, and I open my eyes. I meet his gaze as he sticks his tongue out and licks my clit.
Oh. My. God.
Witnessing his tongue sliding against my clit, while simultaneously feeling the wet heat of his mouth and the furious thrusting of his fingers is the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen or experienced. The sensation is unlike anything I’ve ever felt or imagined was possible. His tongue strokes rough and wet against my opening and my clit. It’s a little strange at first, but it’s doing something incredible to my body.
His eyes are smiling as he begins to suck my clit, and I can’t help but throw my head back, close my eyes, and moan.
Remember that roller coaster? Yeah, I meant rocket, because right now I’m about to shoot for the freaking moon.
The pressure in my body builds way faster than before. Jack continues to pump his fingers in and out while licking and sucking on my clit. It doesn’t take long before the pressure becomes too much, and I explode, my back arching as I see stars, and I swear I blackout for a minute - it’s so exceptionally intense.
I finally feel some of my senses returning and look down at Jack, who is resting his chin on my pelvis and smiling like the cat that just ate the canary. He’s never looked prouder of himself. I can’t help but smile and laugh a little.
“I don’t know what you just did, but it was amazing. And we definitely should do that again.”
He laughs and kisses my thigh before sliding my dress back down and leaning up to kiss me on the lips. The kiss is soft and sweet. I can taste myself on him, and it’s not as gross as I thought it might be. It feels deeply intimate. I cup his cheeks to hold his face to mine.
“I love you so much,” I whisper.
“I love you, too, Paige.”
I never want to forget this moment. Jack is looking at me like I’m his whole world, and I’ve never felt more loved or cherished than I do right now. There’s no one else I would want to experience these profoundly personal and intimate moments with. How did I get so lucky?