25. Jason
25
JASON
T he drive back to Morehead took too fucking long.
It had been a long ass day. I should have been beat. But the only thing I could think of was getting us back to Mel’s apartment.
I was going to strip her down piece by piece and show her just how much I treasured that sweet body of hers.
It wasn’t going to be like before when we had our tryst on the couch. It wasn’t going to be about getting her off once.
Hell no.
I wanted to take my time worshiping every curve and crevice. I wanted to listen to her quiet pants and moans. I wanted to memorize every sound she made. I wanted to know every spot that would make her go wild.
I was a selfish son of a bitch. If Melissa thought this was all about her, she was sorely mistaken.
If I was a giving man, I would let her have an incredible night of ecstasy with no expectations. But there was no way I could give that to her .
I wasn’t going to give her one mind-blowing night. I was going to take all of her nights. All of her days. Every moment in between.
I was going to claim her future like a thief in the night. She didn’t know it, but this was it.
I didn’t bother holding Mel’s hand on the drive back. When I hopped behind the wheel, I pulled her across the bench seat before she ever got her seatbelt fastened.
I wasn’t going to give her space to rethink this. I kept my hand on her thigh during the drive back, teasing the skin that edged the hem of her shorts.
Tension hummed through the silence, drowning out every other thought like the roar of a jet engine. There was only one thing on our minds.
The truck bumped into a pothole as I pulled into the parking lot.
There would be no sweet walk to the door. No awkward dancing around each other in the living room as we took off our shoes. There would be no stalling.
This was happening.
The click of Mel’s seatbelt set off a blazing chain reaction in my brain. Like an afterburner exploding as it combusted, I took off, launching across the bench seat to pull Mel into my lap.
She let out a little squeak as I forced her legs apart. Heat from her denim-covered pussy snuggled up against my cock as she straddled me.
“If you don’t want this,” I panted as I slid my hand up her tank top and palmed her breast. “You need to tell me right fucking now.”
“I want this,” she cried, eyes squeezed shut as I rolled her nipple between my fingers. “Want you. Want us.”
I released her tit and grabbed the front of her tank top, yanking her mouth to mine. “That’s right, baby girl. ”
I kissed her hard. It was punishing and demanding. I swept my tongue into her mouth, tasting the remnants of the funnel cake she’d eaten earlier. Sugary sweet and a little bit like vanilla.
I kissed the corner of her mouth and murmured, “You’re mine.”
Her eyes popped open, wide and startled. For a moment, I was worried that she’d come to her senses and tell me to take a hike.
Instead, she pressed her palms to the scruff on either side of my jaw. “Say it again.”
Our chests rose and fell in perfect time. Hearts beating in sync. Breath mingling in the privacy of the cramped truck cab. I tilted my head to the side and ghosted my lips against hers. “Mine.”
“Again,” she said, breathless.
I snapped my hips up and drilled my hard-on between her thighs. “Mine. All mine.”
Mel rested her forehead against mine, coiled hair spilling over her shoulders. There was a ridiculous smile on her face. If I didn’t know any better, I would think she was three seconds away from letting out one of her melodic giggles. The kind that made me weak in the knees.
She skated her hands down my chest, leaving one against my pounding heart. With a conviction that sounded faintly like a dare, she said, “Then take what’s yours.”
Melissa and I crossed the parking lot in a near sprint. When we hit the top of the stairs, I picked her up, wrapped her legs around my waist, and sandwiched her between my body and the door of her apartment.
She let out a guttural groan as I ground into her pussy while I unlocked the door. I didn’t bother with the lights. Didn’t bother kicking my shoes off at the door. Didn’t let her walk across the living room herself .
I kicked open the door to her bedroom and tossed her down on the bed. With a bounce, she scrambled up the covers.
“Nuh-uh, baby girl,” I growled, grabbing her ankles and yanking her back down to the edge. “You stay where I put you.”
She whimpered as I pulled off her Converse and peeled off her socks.
“I fucking love your legs, baby.” I pushed her knees apart and squeezed her thighs, working my hands up to the edge of her shorts. “Lift your hips for me,” I growled.
Mel did as she was told, and I rewarded her with sloppy kisses across her stomach while I wiggled her shorts down her legs. She kicked them off, sending the scrap of denim flying across the room.
“Jase—” she whined. “Please.” Mel let out a string of unintelligible pleas for me to touch her. To make her feel good. To grant her a release. I loved hearing her beg. I craved it more than I’d ever craved anything before.
I grabbed her hips, my fingers digging into her skin, and flipped her. Mel complied, letting me manhandle her up onto her knees. I knelt on the bed behind her and pulled her ass against my hips. My cock nestled into the crevice between her cheeks. She arched her back against my chest, giving me more of that ass.
“Tell me what makes you feel good,” I demanded, fingering the hem of her tank top before drawing it over her head. The lace bra she had on underneath sent an extra rush of blood straight to my dick. I reached around her and worked my thumbs over the fabric of the cups.
“You,” she choked out. “You make me feel good.”
I chuckled, low and dark, in her ear. “Very good, baby girl. I like hearing you say that.” I thumbed her pointed nipples. “Now, tell me what I do that makes you feel good.”
The only sound that escaped her lips was full of complete desperation. Mel rested the back of her head against my chest. Her eyes were closed, her breathing erratic. I slid one hand down and slipped two fingers beneath the gusset of her panties.
Fucking soaked.
“Use your words, Mel.”
The inner walls of her core fluttered around my fingers. Wetness dripped from my hand.
“You—” she whispered. “When you take control. When you make it so I don’t have to think.”
Goddamn, if Mel thought I was the one in control, she was sorely mistaken. That woman could pulverize my heart with a single sharp look, and yet she was begging for me.
I pinched her clit and nipple at the same time. She keened in response. “You want me to take control?”
“Yes, Jase?—”
“How much control?” I snapped, releasing her clit, only to work it back and forth until her legs were trembling.
“All of it. Take it all. Make me feel immortal.”
“Then lay down,” I said, releasing her from my grasp. She fell onto the mattress and laid there, watching and waiting as I stripped for her. I crawled up the bed like a beast stalking its prey. I was going to ravage, devour, and destroy her.
I was going to rip her apart and make her whole.
“You’re—you’re good, right?” Mel’s voice was small and timid.
I’d thrown the strongest woman I knew off her game, and damn if I didn't take a little bit of pride in that.
“I just mean, I’m safe, too. You know… If you don’t wanna use a condom.” With a little more assurance, she swallowed and said, “I want to feel you. All of you.” She reached up and trailed the tip of her finger down the center of my chest. “And I’m on birth control. I never skip it.”
“I wouldn’t care if you skipped it. ”
Her eyes widened. “What?”
Slowly, I lowered down, pressing my lips to hers, stealing the breath from her lungs. “I said—” I punctuated my words by pushing the head of my bare cock against her panties. “I wouldn’t care if you skipped your pill.” Grabbing her wrists and pinning them above her head, I continued. “There are three things I know for certain. You’re it for me. One day, I’m gonna put a ring on your finger, and I’m gonna get you pregnant the first chance I get. I don’t fucking care what order it happens, either.”
Part of me expected her to panic and throw me out on my ass. That’s what a sane person would do.
What I didn’t expect was her breathless yes. Mel tipped her chin up, grazing her lips against mine. “Please make love to me,” she begged in a whisper.
I released her wrists only so I could rip her panties off her body. The fabric tore with a snap.
“I’m not going to make love to you, baby girl,” I said as I teased her entrance with the head of my cock. “I’m gonna make you fly.”
“God, yes.”
“There’s no going back, Mel.” I dipped my cock into her entrance with shallow thrusts. Her back arched as her hips sought my dick. “This is your last chance to walk away.”
“Stop fucking around and just fuck me,” she snapped, thrusting her hips to get my cock deeper inside.
I chuckled, shaking my head. “That’s not how this works. Just be a little patient, and I’ll make you feel so good,” I soothed.
I pulled my cock out of her pussy, the tip dripping with her wetness. Matching my hips to hers, I used my shaft to grind circles—hard and slow—against her clit. Mel writhed beneath me, grappling for purchase on the sheets.
I hummed against her shoulder, the vibrations sending sparks skittering between us. “You like that? ”
“Yes,” she said between gasps for air. “ God, yes —that feels fucking amazing.”
“Just think how good it’s gonna feel when my dick is inside you. I remember how hard you came when my fingers were inside your pussy. You were so fucking tight. I can’t wait to sink deep inside you until you scream.”
“Please,” she panted. “I need it.”
I grazed the shell of her ear with my teeth, kissing the soft skin behind her lobe. She shuddered as my lips grazed a sensitive spot. “You were so goddamn tight when you begged for my fingers inside you. I don’t wanna hurt you,” I said softly, only half teasing. I rolled my shaft over her clit, forcing a groan from between her lips. “Your little pussy’s gonna feel so fucking good. I bet you’re going to squeeze me without even trying.”
Her whimper sent a pulse of blood straight to my cock. One thrust inside her, and I knew I would be done for. I wanted to make this as good for her as humanly possible.
“After I make your toes curl and your eyes roll back in your head, I’m going to kiss every inch of your body. I’m gonna memorize it. Every little curve and dip. The way your breasts and stomach contrast each other like mountains and valleys. Every scar. Every mark. I’m gonna claim it all. Mine, baby girl. All mine .”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted. “Please, Jase—I can’t wait for you anymore.”
Her confession was my undoing. I kissed her lips as I thrust into her hard, working my hips up to hit her G-spot the first time I entered her. She bit her lip as I thrust inside again, and I tasted copper as I kissed the pain away.
“Take it all like a good girl.” Thrust. “I know it’s tight, but it’s gonna feel so damn good.”
She threw her head back, hair spilling across the pillow. Every muscle seized around me .
“ Holy shit… ” She was breathless and wheezing. “Holy shit, holy shit. Oh my God. Holy shit.”
“Breathe, baby,” I grunted, pistoning into her again.
Goddamn, she was strangling my cock. I was going to blow my load in three seconds flat if she didn’t let up. Holy shit was right. Sex had never felt this … this perfect.
“Fuck, Mel—I need you to relax.” I wrapped my hand around her hip and gently rubbed circles with my thumb where it dipped to the flat of her pelvis.
“It’s been a while,” she choked out. “And you—you’re?—”
I smirked. “Say it.”
She let a nervous smile slip as she exhaled. “So fucking big.”
“Damn straight, baby.” I pressed my palms into the mattress and braced my arms on either side of her head. “Now it’s time to fly.”
The next thrust wasn’t any less tight than the first. My vision tunneled like I was gunning an aircraft as I pulled a hard ninety-degree climb.
“Fuck,” I grunted, pounding into her. “Goddamn, baby girl—I’m not gonna last long.”
I slowed my strokes, circling my hips to grind into her as I thrust into her. I tried to make out what she was saying, but she might as well have been speaking in tongues.
Raw energy boiled up inside of me, barely restrained and untethered. “You ready to come with me?”
She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out, so she simply shook her head. Finally, she rasped, “Not ready for it to be over.”
“This isn’t going to be over, Mel.” I drove my cock in hard and held myself deep in her pussy, reveling in the feel of her heat around me. The connection. The intimacy. “This isn’t the end of our friendship. This is the beginning of the way we were always supposed to be.”
“How can you talk like that while you’re fucking me senseless?” she gasped.
“Talk like what?”
“Like you can read my mind. Like you know where I’m going, so you cut in and change my path. You’re my interdiction.”
I drove into her and made her cry out with a mix of pleasure and pain. “You keep talking like that, and I’m gonna skip to the ring.” I couldn’t hold off any longer. “I’m gonna come, and you’re coming with me.” Reaching between us, I pressed the pads of my fingers against her clit, forcing her to grind them as I pounded inside of her.
“God— Jase ?—”
“Come.”
Mel’s pussy clenched, squeezing the damn life out of me. She cried out as hot pulses of my release filled her pussy and spilled out onto the sheets.
I slowed my thrusts and held myself deep inside her.
Our chests pressed together. We were heart to heart and skin to skin. We caught our breath, savoring the hazy glow of our orgasms.
“You’re incredible,” I said, pressing my lips to the place on her neck where her pulse was racing. “Every time I see you, you do something that makes me think you’re not human. You’re too good for this world. No way you’re real.”
Her lips parted in a brilliant smile. “I’m real. This is real. We’re real.”