21. Chapter 20
J ulia woke on the edge of the bed, one of Jinx’s legs pinning hers and his arm shoved up against her back. She stretched, stifling a groan. He wasn’t any bigger than her. How could he take up so much space in the bed?
She turned to face him, finding his limbs starfished toward each corner of the bed. His curls were a riot around his face, and his lips were slightly parted, his breathing not quite a snore but something close.
Her smile tugged at her lips. It was impossible to see him like this and be mad at him. She wanted to eat him up instead.
Which was a terrible idea after the night before. The memory of how deliciously he’d fallen apart when she’d used her mouth on him had haunted her ever since she’d done it. She wondered what expression he’d make if she woke him with kisses. Probably an adorable one.
She let her upper body rest over his, enjoying the way her breasts flattened against his chest. He couldn’t consent while asleep, but he’d hinted twice that he wanted anything she would give. Besides, just a little nibble would probably wake him up.
She found the hollow of his throat, pressing her lips against his skin. As she shifted, her lips leaving a damp trail over his Adam’s apple, his breathing changed, and he swallowed under her lips.
“Julia?” She loved the way her name sounded on his lips, even when his voice was rough with sleep and confusion.
“I wanted to kiss you. Can I kiss you more?” She pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the fluttering pulse in his neck.
His head tilted back, giving her more room. “Yeah,” he mumbled, a shiver running through him as she dragged her lips up his neck toward his jaw. “You can do whatever you want to me.”
His stubble scratched at the skin around her mouth when she drifted higher, capturing his lips. She should have brushed her teeth first, but she’d never had to worry about morning breath before.
When her lips sipped at his, all she tasted was him. His breath and then his tongue as she stroked against it, capturing his breathy moan in her mouth and returning it with a groan of her own.
Her leg found its way over his hip so that she could settle on top of him, cradling his morning erection between her thighs. Her hands buried themselves in his hair, tilting his head so she could kiss him deeper while her body rocked over his.
“You’re always so hard in the morning,” she mumbled against him, loving the way that hardness felt, even through their clothes.
“S-sorry,” he mumbled, his hands finding her hips, but not to stop her. No, his hands followed the motion of her rocking.
“Don’t be sorry. It’s fucking fantastic.
” She closed her legs, squeezing him with her thighs and loving the broken gasp that filled her ears.
She thrust her tongue into his mouth, matching the rhythm of her continued arches against him.
Her hands found the buttons on his shirt, making quick work of them.
“We need less clothes between us,” she said as she dragged his shirt open, her fingers finding his nipples.
He shuddered against her. She rubbed over them with her thumbs before pinching.
“I—Julia!” He pushed his hips up from the bed, rubbing his erection against her, his head falling back, already panting.
“That’s it. You feel so good.” As she kissed back down his neck, he tilted his head farther to give her better access.
She shoved his shirt open, letting her mouth kiss the flat surface of his chest while his erection pressed into her belly.
His tight nipple begged for her attention.
She gave it a licking stroke before closing her lips in a hard suck.
“Oh!” His surprise sent a flutter to her pussy. She used her teeth to nip the tightening skin, letting out a hum of pleasure when he pushed his erection into her stomach with another moan. With every tug of her mouth, her own nipples ached.
“Touch me,” she told him, finding his hands with hers and pulling them to her breasts. Her shirt was tight but low-cut. It was easiest to shove the material down, letting her breasts pop free over the top. She moaned as she dragged his palms over her nipples, then closed her mouth around his again.
His fingers pinched, a repeated pressure that sent more licks of need straight to her pussy. She moved her mouth across his chest and to his other nipple, stroking it with her tongue a couple of times before she nipped it and then sucked.
“God, Julia,” he choked out, his fingers still working her nipples as she rocked her stomach into his erection, wishing it was her pussy.
She let his nipple slip from her mouth and kissed lower, her hands holding his to her breasts. “Keep touching me. Don’t stop.”
“I-I won’t,” he gasped.
Her mouth found that light-blond trail that led to his pants, and she tongued him below his belly button.
His hips arched but didn’t find the friction he craved. He continued to roll her nipples between his fingers, his arms stretched down to reach her as she kissed over the button of his jeans, then slid her cheek along his erection.
He gasped again, his erection jumping in his jeans.
Her fingers played with the waistband as she mouthed him through the material before popping his button free.
He was a gorgeous bulge under her lips, and she breathed him in before kissing along the length, wetting the front of his pants with her watering mouth.
“P-please,” he begged, his hips pressing his erection more firmly against her mouth. “C-condom. I need a condom.”
She rewarded him with another nuzzle as she found his zipper, careful when she pulled it down. Her head lifted away from him to find his eyes fixed on her, the pupils blown wide, darkening the dazzling blue.
“I’m tempted to get a flavored one, but I want you inside me too bad,” she admitted, watching the gorgeous line of his throat as he swallowed.
She crawled away from him to open her nightstand.
“Get your jeans and underwear the rest of the way off,” she ordered, tossing the condom onto the bed and reaching for her own zipper.
Her jeans were tight, but she managed to kick them off, letting them and her underwear fall to the floor before rolling toward him.
Jinx had gotten rid of his own, and the gorgeous curve of his dick drew her eyes. “Your dick is so fucking pretty,” she told him, watching his blush flood not only his cheeks but down his chest.
She sat on his hairy thighs, liking the hair as it brushed against her smooth inner thighs. Her fingers ripped open the condom, and she rolled it down the length of him, enjoying the way his hips tried to kick into her touch.
“Mmm, soon. You’ll be inside me so soon,” she promised, letting her hand grip his dick so she could angle it as she crawled higher on his lap. “It’s going to feel so good, sinking down on this gorgeous dick.”
He made a choked sound, and she met his eyes. The tip of him pressed between her legs.
“Are you watching? I want you to watch your dick disappear inside of me.”
He whimpered at her words, his gaze dropping obediently as she pressed down, taking the covered tip inside. Her hand fell away so they could both see better.
She’d gotten wet but not soaked. Her hips lowered slowly, taking a little more as she flexed her muscles inside, enjoying the broken cry that burst out of him. She rocked, taking a bit more of him, then sank lower, until all of him was inside her. Her walls flexed around all that hardness.
His hips lifted, pushing his dick inside her deeper. Her hands found his chest for leverage, and she used them to push him flat, letting him take more of her weight.
“I want to set the pace. Will you let me do that?” She stilled, remembering that he hadn’t wanted her on top before. Her hands caressed his chest. “Is letting me do this okay?”
His eyes found hers, and he swallowed, nodding.
She shook her head, shifting forward and back to caress the length of him. “I need the words. Sex with me on top like this, it’s working for you?”
His tongue licked his lips. “Y-yes. You look so beautiful, Julia.”
She smiled down at him, her arms squeezing her breasts between them where they arched up over her top. “Play with my nipples some more, but look down at your dick while I ride you.”
He followed her directions so well, tweaking her hard nipples as he stared at where her pussy swallowed him up.
She lifted, letting him see his dick again, the condom glistening.
Then she sank down, taking him fully inside of her again.
He groaned, the sound music to her ears as she lifted to do it all over again.
Each pinch of her nipples made her pussy clench around him.
She began to move faster. He was so deliciously hard, and she was getting wetter with each stroke.
The muscles of her thighs burned, but it was a good burn.
She was fucking Jinx, and he looked so gorgeously disheveled under her.
His hair grew messier as his head writhed against her pillow.
His chest glistened with sweat and his muscles shook with the effort of keeping still beneath her moving hips.
Her hands slipped on his chest until they were over his nipples. She pressed the palm of her hands into the tightened flesh there. “How close are you?” she asked, not lifting quite as high, careful to keep him from popping free.
His hips arched into her when she took him deep again, and he let out a choked moan before forcing himself still again. “I-I think I’m close.”
She rocked against him before lifting and taking him deep again even faster. His hips bowed up against his will, pushing his dick even deeper inside her, and she hummed with the feel of it.
“I—” He licked his lips, swallowing. “I need—” He cried out as her legs widened so she could fuck him harder.
“Hands on my hips. Fuck that pretty dick up into me.”
His hands found her hips, and he dragged her down as his hips lifted, the curve of his dick stroking just where she needed it.