Zain kissed Jes. She kissed back, hard. The bed creaked beneath them as Zain pushed himself over her, covering her body with his own. She spread her legs and allowed him to rest his hips on hers. She gripped the hair at the back of his neck and held Zain against her. Their lips locked in a practiced embrace.
They pulled back for air and Zain said, "I am going to give you all the pleasure you've given me."
Jes laughed and said, "I hope that's a good thing. I haven't been so kind to you the last couple days."
Zain winked and said, "We will just have to find out, won't we?"
He bent his head and began to kiss down her neck. Zain's mouth found the spot that made Jes go crazy and she arched her back as he let his teeth graze over her sensitive skin. She pulled his hair and Zain let out a low hiss.
He bit down on the place where her neck met her collarbone. Jes moaned. She dragged her nails down his back, feeling the way his muscles flexed under her touch. His touch heated her skin. Goosebumps appeared down her arms and over her chest from excitement and arousal. Her nipples were as hard as rocks while heat pooled beneath her thighs.
Fingers lifted the hem of her dress and pushed up slowly up her body. Zain broke the kiss and watched with delight as each inch of her flesh was revealed. Jes could feel his cock pushing into her leg. She moved her hips against him and elicited a hiss of pleasure from her Panther.
The dress fell to the side in a soft whoosh of fabric. Her bra shortly followed suit. Not to be outdone, Jes reached for Zain's shirt, running her hand over the soft material before undoing each button. As his shirt opened, she leaned forward and kissed the exposed skin. Her tongue explored the crevices of his muscles as her mouth climbed his chest. When the top button was undone, she kissed up his neck before pulling him into a deep, tongue kiss. Her hands ran over his chest and she marveled, as always, that such a beautiful man wanted her. She found his pebbled nipples and tweaked, wanting to give Zain some of the enjoyment he always gave her when he played with her own sensitive nubs. He breathed into her and pushed her down.
Zain smirked up at her before kissing down her body. With each brush of his lips over her hot skin Jes twisted and gasped. It felt like the first time she had ever been truly seen by a man. Maybe it was.
Zain paused over her breasts. He flicked his tongue out to tease one of her pointy nipples. His eyes were golden with lust as he watched the skin pucker on the top of her heaving chest. He twirled his tongue around her, willing the nipple to grow harder and harder.
"God," Jes moaned, "that feels so good."
He bit lightly over the curve of her breast and ran his tongue between the soft valley of her tits. She groaned as he continued to nibble and lick at her other nipple. As he teased her, his hand ran down her body, tracing her rolls and curves as though committing them to memory. He squeezed at the roll of fat just above her waist and Jes moved to swat him away.
"Don't," she said. "Don't grab my fat."
He pushed her hand away and looked her straight in the eye.
"I like it," he said.
She shivered as he grabbed her again for good measure, letting his fingers dig into the soft flesh of her stomach. He kneaded it and watched as her rolls shifted and wiggled like the ocean. Zain licked his lips, pushing himself down her body to plant kisses all over her stomach.
Jes could not believe that she was letting a man worship her belly. She had fought for so many years to stay hidden during sex, either in a dark room or under sheets. The other two times she had sex with Zain she had pushed her fears to the side out of necessity, there wasn't much she could do to hide her body in the wilderness. But now, this man who she loved and loved her was running his tongue over the places she was most sensitive about. And it was fucking hot.
Teeth sunk into her stomach and Jes moaned as Zain's warm, soft tongue traced circles into her skin. He released his grip and continued to kiss down her body, his hands moving up to run her nipples between his forefingers and thumbs. Jes leaned into his touch.
He bit the inside of her thigh and she cried out, the sensitive nerve endings sending jolts of pleasurable pain up her body. He pushed her thighs apart and kissed up the inside of her legs until his mouth hovered over her center. She could feel his hot breath through her panties and it made her crazy.
"I've wanted to taste you since that night at dinner," he said, voice husky.
"I remember," Jes replied, thinking of the way he had spoken to her over the dinner table.
He ran his hands back down her body and hooked his thumbs into the hem of her underwear. He pulled. Jes lifted her hips so the thin fabric could slide down her plump thighs and join the rest of her clothes in a discarded heap. Zain grinned up from between her legs and thumbed her clit. Jes shuddered.
"I am going to eat you," Zain said, "until I've finally had my fill of you."
He buried his nose in he mound and breathed her in. Then, slowly, he licked up her slit, tongue touching every centimeter of her folds. Jes closed her eyes and concentrated on his touch. Dear god, this was hot.
"You're delicious," he said. "I don't think I'm ever going to get enough of you."
"I think I'm okay with that," Jes said as her voice caught on every word.
He dove back in, tongue tasting every inch of her. He dragged his fleshy, pink organ over her folds. His nose pressed into her softness at the top of her legs as his mouth went to work. Jes's toes curled and her back arched as he licked again and again over her lips. She cried out when his tongue broke through her pink curtain and dipped into her center, pressing in as deeply as he could go to really taste her.
Zain wrapped his arms around her large thighs and pulled her closer to him. She moaned as she moved a few inches down the bed. When he was satisfied with her position, his tongue moved faster over her center. He licked and sucked at her lips, taking her in his mouth and running his tongue over her. He was sloppy, not worried about getting every inch of her wet and hot. He nipped at her lips and folds, growling with pleasure when he cried out. His motions were quick, precise, practiced, like he knew her body and exactly what she wanted.
"Oh my god," Jes said while he stroked her from bottom to top, "I can't take it much longer."
That is when he went to work on her clit. He started slowly, weaving his tongue over the sensitive bundle in lazy figure-eights. Then he moved faster, swiping across the top of her pearl with quick strokes that caused her to shudder and jerk with pleasure. Heat built up between her thighs and in her lower stomach, ready to erupt at any moment. Her pussy throbbed, contracting and opening, begging for his cock to push inside her. She wanted him to take her. She needed him.
He slipped his lips around her clit and sucked, pressing his soft lips into her. Jes reached down and grabbed a fistful of Zain's hair, holding him between her thighs. Zain flicked over her clit again and again. Heat built and demanded to be released. Her muscles tensed. Her toes curled and uncurled in a helpless rhythm of pleasure. When Zain grazed his teeth over the head of her clit, Jes couldn't keep it in anymore.
The orgasm hit her like a train. It knocked the wind out of her and she threw her head back in a silent scream of pleasure. Every muscle in her body tensed and she enjoyed a few seconds of pure stillness. The only thing she could hear was the beat of her heart. The only thing she could see was white.
She came back into her body warm and wobbly. Her knees shook as Zain kissed his way back up to her mouth. When their lips met again she tasted her own salty flavor on this lips and her clit throbbed. She wrapped her tongue around his, stroking him up and down, thanking him for what he had done for her.
When they pulled apart, Zain said, "I want to be inside you."
Jes shook her head and pushed him back, fingers lingering on the ridge of his pectorals.
"You got to taste me," she said as she pushed him down and positioned herself between his legs. "Now I am going to taste you."
She unzipped his pants and reached inside. Her hand found his cock and released it into the warm air of the bedroom. She took it in, the ridges of his veins, his honey brown skin, and the drop of pre-cum the pooled at his opening on the head. Jes licked her lips.
She swirled her tongue over the head of his cock, letting his essence dissolve on her tongue. She watched Zain close his eyes briefly in pleasure. Jes smiled and ran her tongue down the side of the cock and back up. She knew she would never fit all of him in her mouth, so she cupped her lips around his head. With each twirl of her tongue over him, she pumped his hard, throbbing member with her hands. He watched her with half-lidded eyes.
"You are so fucking hot," he said, voice breathy.
She sped up her hand, pumping him faster and faster. She wanted him to feel the same release she had felt only minutes before. She could feel her pussy growing wet as she pleasured Zain, already ready for more after her orgasm. She wanted him inside her.
"I'm close," said Zain.
Jes popped her mouth off him and clambered up the bed. She smiled as she threw a leg over his hip and guided his cock inside her. She closed his eyes as she felt him fill her up, pressing into the walls of her center with the fullness she craved. When he was completely sheathed inside her, she opened her eyes and leaned over him.
She braced her hands on either side of his head and began to more her hips in small circles. Her breasts bounced and jiggled over Zain's face. He reached up and grabbed a handful of her ass. Then he caught one of her tits in his mouth and bit down as she rode him.
Jes threw her head back, brown hair cascading over her shoulders as she moved on top of him. She pressed him deeper and deeper into her pussy, moving faster now. He moved her hips in time with hers, back and forth so that sometimes his pelvis brushed against her clit. She moaned and grabbed a handful of the sheets as she rode. She wanted him deeper.
As if reading her mind, Zain grabbed her hips with both hands and flipped her on to her back while still inside her. He wrapped an arm around each thigh and rested her legs on his hips. She looked up at him, over the rise of her belly, as he positioned himself between her two bent knees.
"I am going to come inside you," Zain said. "Then we will be mated for life. Is that what you want."
Jes's skin was pink with pleasure. She felt hot and alive. Zain was the only thing she wanted.
"Yes," she breathed.
Zain started to move, pushing deep into her crevice, then pulling almost all the way out before pushing inside her again. Jes felt her body jiggle with each thrust and she tilted her hips to give him more access to her center. She gripped the edges of her headboard for dear life as Zain crashed into her again and again. Her pussy walls shuddered with pleasure as he moved in and out, hard and fast. The only sound in the room was their breathing and the sound of skin slapping on skin.
She was close now. She could feel the waves of her orgasm begin to crash on the shores of her awareness. Wanting to finish with Zain inside, Jes reached a hand down between her legs. As Zain thrust she rubbed furiously at her clit, palming her pussy in time to their skin smacking against each other.
"Come closer," Jes said, reaching her other hand toward Zain. "I want to feel your skin against mine."
He obliged, pressing his body against hers so she was covered. She reveled in the way he felt pressed into her. For a moment, they were one.
Pleasure shot through her body and Jes cried out as she felt Zain let loose inside her. His seed spilled into her, filling her with hot, wet semen. She came, her own juices mingling with his as they both shuddered in pleasure. She wrapped her arms around him, holding her lover close, never wanting to let him go.
After a few glorious moments of heavy breathing, Zain pushed off to the side and laid facing her. He wrapped an arm around her plump waist and pulled her close, kissing her forehead like he did the first day they met.
"You are my mate now," he said. "This is a bond that can never be broken."
"Forever doesn't seem too bad after that," Jes said, her breath still coming in quick gulps after their orgasm.
Zain laughed and kissed her again. This time softly on the lips.
"Are you still disappointed this wasn't a girls' trip?" Zain asked, his voice light and teasing.
"Honestly?" said Jes. "Yes."
Zain swatted her playfully and Jes giggled.
"What can I say?" she asked. "I wanted to spend some quality bonding time with my best friends."
"I can't fault you for that," said Zain, looking only slightly crest fallen.
"I will say," Jes said, "that I am thankful that I was able to meet you. Even though Rosa tricked me into coming here to meet a man. You were worth a little subterfuge."
"I'm glad," Zain said with a smirk. "You were worth almost drowning."
"Oh my god," Jes said. "Let it go. I know, I know. You were a big hero and saved me from death by orienteering. Thank you, oh master panther."
"As long as you're aware," Zain said, his face the picture of seriousness, "that is all that matters."
Jes kissed him again. She could get used to kissing this man as much as she wanted. When she pulled back he smiled at her, his catlike eyes gleaming with love.
"Well," she said, settling her head on his chest. "Now what?"