25. Evening Os and Morning Wood
twenty-five
Jack
Ihave no idea how we got here. One minute, Liz stormed in here, accusing me of trying to keep her away from Jamie, and the next, I am making her come on my cock.
When she stood in my office and yelled at me, I just couldn’t let her walk away.
Immediately, I worried that I would regret my decision. Would this whole thing turn out to be a colossal mistake?
But when I look down at her and see her brown eyes looking back at me, all hazy as she comes down from her orgasm, I don’t give a fuck if I regret it or not.
Right now…this makes it all worth it.
I meant what I said. I knew the moment I kissed her, I didn’t know if I would be able to stop. It’s even more true now that we’ve taken it further.
If we go back to hating each other, I don’t know how I’ll keep my hands to myself. Maybe we can still have ‘hate sex’ just to keep things interesting because I don’t know how we can go back to the way things were.
If I thought Liz Lawson was sexy before, I had no idea what she would look like naked and in bed with me. Everything she does turns me on so bad I feel like I’m constantly teetering on the edge.
The way she moans my name.
How she arches her back when I take one of her cute nipples into my mouth.
The feeling of her pussy clenching around my cock.
When I ask her what she wants, and she replies with, “more,” I about lose my shit. I want to give her more. I want to give her everything. I want to do every dirty deed I can think of with this woman.
I lean down to kiss her, teasing her with my tongue while I increase the speed of my hips again. Her fingers dig into my back, and I know she’s enjoying herself.
The feeling’s mutual, sweetheart.
In a low voice, I ask, “Do you want me to make this pussy come again?”
Of course, this woman can’t just say yes. She’s far too naughty for that. She looks up at me with a wicked grin on her lips. “Do you think you can?”
She’s driving me crazy with that mouth of hers.
I might have to return the favor.
Later. Right now, I have a point to prove.
I grab a pillow from the head of the bed and shove it under her ass before taking her long legs and setting them on my shoulders.
Ever since Liz walked into my life, I’ve thought about what it would be like to be between these luscious legs of hers. I tried not to. After all, we are supposed to loathe each other. But I just couldn’t help myself. The woman is too sexy for her own good.
Seeing her like this is better than anything I could have imagined.
Once I have her in place, I get back to the task at hand—fucking the shit out of her. Holding onto her legs, I pound into her.
My eyes stay glued to her, trying to take in every little thing. She looks up at me through hooded lashes while her moans get louder. Her fingers reach up to squeeze her nipples.
Her pussy clenches around my cock, threatening to send me over the edge. I refuse to let go until I make Liz come at least one more time.
Reaching between her legs, I use my thumb to rub her clit. I try a few different speeds and pressures to see which one she likes the most. I can tell when she’s enjoying herself because she can’t seem to sit still.
I pump into her harder and faster while continuing to rub her sweet spot. It only takes a couple of minutes before she’s coming again.
Listening to her scream my name is enough to send me into my own orgasm. I come so fucking hard. I could say that it’s because I haven’t been laid in a while, but I know that wouldn’t be true. It’s all Liz. She’s incredible.
After I slide out of her, I quickly walk over to the trash can to throw the condom away. I’m not sure what to expect from here.
Is Liz going to regret what we just did?
Is she going to get up and run off?
I hope not. After what just happened, I’m not in any hurry for her to leave.
When I get back to the bed, I climb in next to her. She lays on her back, looking up at the ceiling while her chest heaves.
“Wow,” she says, still out of breath.
“No fucking joke,” I agree.
“That was…”
“Incredible?”
She nods. “Yeah. Definitely incredible. Who knew that Paul Bunyan would be that good in bed?”
That gets a loud laugh out of me as she turns to give me a smile.
“Right back at you, princess.”
“When I came over here, I wasn’t expecting that to happen,” she says. “I was just planning on yelling at you.”
“I don’t think either of us planned it, Liz. But I just couldn’t let you walk out of here with you thinking that I hated you.”
She turns on her side so that she’s facing me. “You did hate me, though—at least at first.”
“I don’t know that I hated you. I just thought I should stay away from you.”
Her eyes narrow in on me. “Why?”
“Just didn’t think it would be a good fit.” I try to be vague. Although I wouldn’t mind eventually telling her about why I had my reservations because of past relationships, I don’t want to do it while we are lying in bed naked together.
Thankfully, she doesn’t push. She just asks, “Why’d you change your mind?”
Moving closer to her, I run my thumb over her cheek. “Because no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t seem to get Liz Lawson out of my head.”
“But I’m a bratty princess,” she says with a tiny grin.
“True,” I agree while gently pulling her forward until our lips touch. “I’ll just have to fuck the brat right out of you.”
She uses her teeth to nip at my bottom lip. “I don’t know if you can. Those waters run pretty deep.”
“It’ll be fun to try.”
I lean down to kiss her again, this time, deepening it while I wrap my arms around her.
We just start to get lost in the moment when the foot of the bed dips, and a giant furry dog is suddenly wedging her way between us.
Liz pulls back and looks at Ellie. “Uhm, Jack? Has this dog been here the whole time?”
I laugh. “Yeah. She was probably passed out in the other room.”
“How did I not notice a whole fucking dog?”
“Well, we were a little preoccupied.”
“Still,” she says, reaching up to pet Ellie on the top of the head.
“This is Ellie.”
“Hi, Ellie,” Liz greets in a baby voice.
Ellie gets up in her face and gives a couple of small licks.
“I’m going to go grab some water. Do you want some?”
“Uh, sure. That sounds nice.”
“Just tell her to get down if she becomes too much.”
“I think we will be fine.” She gives the dog a kiss on her cheek.
I walk out of the room and head to the kitchen to grab two bottles of water out of the refrigerator. I try not to waste any time because I’d love to get back to the woman in my bed. I’m a little worried that she’ll be ready to jump ship by the time I return.
My phone rings from the table, though, and I see that it’s a local number, but I don’t have it saved. I consider not answering, but it may be a work thing. I still have a business to run.
I answer and hear that it’s Mrs. Sparks. She has a flat tire on the road leading into town. Most people around here are well-equipped to change their own tire, but Mrs. Sparks is nearing ninety.
Quickly, I call Dylan because he’s the one on call tonight. I make the conversation short and sweet—and don’t mention the fact that I was just balls-deep in his sister.
Then, with two bottles of water in hand, I head back to the bedroom. I hope Ellie isn’t being a pest. She always loves new people, but I worry a little how she will do with someone lying in my bed in her spot.
When I walk through the doorway, though, I realize I have nothing to worry about. Liz is curled up on one side of the bed, spooning Ellie who lies in the middle. Both of which are already fast asleep.
I set one bottle on the nightstand on Liz’s side of the bed and get back under the covers on my own side. Ellie opens her eyes to look at me for a second before giving up the fight and falling back asleep.
No more than a couple of hours ago, I was sitting in my office, trying to keep Liz Lawson off my mind. She was the one woman I told myself to stay as far away from as possible.
Now, she’s in my bed.
Maybe that fact should worry me, but it doesn’t.
Lately, every time I’ve thought about Liz, I have wondered if us fucking would help me to get her out of my head. Maybe I would be able to forget about her, knowing what I was missing out on.
But I’m pretty sure it had the opposite effect. Because there’s no way in hell that I’m going to be able to stop thinking about her now.
I wake the next morning to a face full of crazy curls. It takes a minute for me to figure out what’s going on.
Liz.
At some point during the night, Ellie must have gotten hot and moved to the foot of the bed. And Liz scooted over so her back was pressed against me.
It takes me no time at all to realize that I have a raging hard-on. That’s nothing new. Morning wood is pretty common for me, but there’s not usually anyone else around to notice it. I either go to the shower and take care of it, or if I’m running low on time, I just wait for it to go away on its own.
There’s not normally a woman with her ass pressing up against it.
Or at least there hasn’t been for quite some time.
I think about trying to sneak out of bed to try to get it under control before Liz notices, but when I feel her start to move, I think it’s too late.
When she pushes her ass back against my cock and gives a cute little shake, I know that it’s too late.
“What are you doing, princess?” I ask.
“Nothing,” she answers in a coy tone. “Just felt you poking me.”
“Sorry about that. Tends to happen in the morning…especially when I have a gorgeous woman in my bed.”
“Mmmm,” she practically moans which makes my problem worse. “What do you normally do in the mornings to get rid of it?”
“I either handle it myself, or I go for a run.”
When she rubs her ass on me a little more, I joke, “Do you want to go for a run?”
“Hmm. Well, I don’t have any of my workout clothes with me, but I have an idea of something else we can do to get some exercise in.”
“Oh, yeah? And what would that be?” I start trailing kisses across the back of her neck while my hand reaches up to pinch one of her hardening nipples.
“I think you already know.”
“I don’t think so,” I whisper before nipping her earlobe.
“Allow me to show you.”
Before I can ask what she means, she turns over and pushes me onto my back. She pulls the covers down and starts to move her naked body so that she can situate herself between my legs.
I can’t seem to take my eyes off her with her wild sex hair and her beautiful body. I want to kiss every inch of her soft skin. But right now, it looks like she has other plans.
When a woman is about to touch your cock, you let her do what she wants.
Not wanting any distractions, I tell Ellie to get down. Then, I grab another pillow to throw behind my head so that I have the perfect view.
Her eyes look down at my hard dick and then back at me. Her hand moves toward it, and I practically twitch with anticipation. But she doesn’t touch it. Instead, she scoots back a little and moves so that her head is down near me and her ass is in the air.
Man, that may be the best fucking sight I’ve ever seen.
She grabs my cock with one hand while she uses her tongue to give me a long lick. She starts at the bottom of my balls and doesn’t stop until she gets to the head of my dick.
I let out a loud groan as every nerve in my body springs to life.
“Holy fuck.”
She’s not anywhere near done, though. Her mouth opens as she sucks me inside, taking me down her throat in long, slow movements. Her brown eyes look up at me while she pulls me out of her mouth to swirl her tongue around the head.
“Christ, Liz,” I hiss through gritted teeth.
I push a few rogue curls out of her face so that I can get the full picture. I want this image burned into my brain.
Every time she starts to get me close, she brings me back down again.
What the fuck is this woman doing to me?
When I’m just about to lose my mind, she sits back up and says, “Condom?”
I grab one out of the drawer next to me. I’m about to open it when she grabs it out of my hand and rips it open with her teeth before rolling it on.
Then, she lowers herself onto me. She moves slowly, letting herself adjust to everything. But that’s where the slow ends. Liz sets her hands on my chest and starts riding me.
If I thought the head was good, her riding me may be even better. I get the perfect view of her cute little tits bouncing and the sheen of sweat making her skin glow. She throws her head back when she finds the right spot, and I grab her hips to fuck into her harder.
“Jack!” She moans louder and louder.
“That’s it, beautiful. Let me hear it.”
I grind her hips against me so that I make contact with her clit. She keeps riding me, and I wonder if the woman has unlimited energy.
I’m so lost in the moment that I have no idea how long we fuck like this. I know that I give her two orgasms before finding my own.
After we collapse in a heap, she asks, “So, how was that for some exercise?”
I laugh. “You know what? I think we should just give up running altogether and do that instead.”