Chapter 42
Jeremiah
Iwrithed on the couch as Sadie continued to move her perfect breasts up and down the length of my cock.
It glided easily between their ampleness until it was met by her plump lips, welcoming it with a wet kiss and swirl of her tongue.
It was the most delectable sight my eyes had ever seen.
She kept her green eyes on me, as if enjoying the look of pure pleasure surely plastered on my face.
She pressed her palms against the side of her breasts even more, tightening their squeeze around my now throbbing cock.
She lowered her head further, her mouth taking in more of me.
I thrust my hips upward, filling her mouth more and reveling in the feel of its warmth around me.
Her teeth grazed me slightly and the sensation sent a chill up my spine.
The pain of every bruise, scrape, and cut seemed to diminish as my entire body focused on her breasts and her mouth. They worked beautifully together. As good as they felt, I desperately wanted to taste both.
I leaned forward and placed my hands on her sides, my thumbs brushing against the outer part of her breasts.
I pulled her up toward me, every inch of her skin rubbing against my fully hard cock.
She bit her lip that was still glistening from when it was just sucking and licking my cock, as she placed her legs on either side of me.
Her black lace thong was the only thin barrier between us.
I placed my hand at the top of her back, leaning her into it so her breasts were right where I wanted them. I lowered my mouth to them, kissing around each pink nipple lightly. She let her head fall back, her red hair skimming the tops of my thighs as she braced her hands on my knees.
I opened my mouth and swirled my tongue around her peaked nipple before enclosing my lips around it and sucking gently.
She let out a low moan as she writhed slightly on my lap.
Her fingertips dug into my upper thighs as I moved to the other nipple, taking it in my mouth hungrily.
She arched her back more, giving me a mouthful.
My hand cupped her other breast firmly, massaging its plump flesh needily.
As my hand supported her back, my other trailed down the center of her stomach until my fingers reached the soft lace of her thong.
I trailed over the fabric, feeling her wetness seeping through.
She let out a breathy moan at my touch. Her head still fell behind her as my mouth continued to taste the sweet skin of her breasts.
As my tongue moved, my fingers moved too.
With two fingers against the lace, I moved them in slow, circular motions.
She adjusted her hips on either side of me, silently begging for more.
I increased the pressure of my fingers still rubbing against her.
She let out a moan, whipping her head up to look at me.
I pulled my lips from her nipple and smiled lazily up at her. Her eyes were glazed over in pleasure.
I adjusted my hand so my palm was now circling her clit through the lace as my fingers explored the delicate hemline of her thong.
She let out a shuddering breath as I reached under the thin lace, and trailed the lips of her slit.
I took one finger and ran it against her, feeling the slickness as I peeled her apart slowly.
I continued circling her with my palm as my finger explored her swollen, begging lips.
She spread her legs a little further, her hands gripping my thighs tightly behind her.
I knew what she wanted. I dipped my middle finger into her, my cock throbbing at the wet warmth it was met with.
I curled it up into her slowly as my palm increased its pressure against her clit.
She groaned as she began moving her hips slowly, grinding into my hand.
With my other hand, I reached up and wrapped it around the back of her neck, holding her firmly.
I dipped another finger into her, exploring the walls of her in a circular motion.
I slowly began sliding both fingers out of her before entering her again.
My fingers grew slicker as they moved faster.
I could feel something building inside her as my palm slammed into her clit, my fingers frantic for more.
She leaned forward, pressing her forehead to mine as we watched my fingers move in and out of her. I felt her grip tighten around me.
“Come for me,” I whispered throatily.
She whimpered.
I reached for her clit with my thumb and pressed against it firmly.
Her back hitched and I began to circle it, matching the rhythm of my fingers deep inside her.
Her moans increased as she dug her forehead into mine.
I breathed in her sweet haggard breath as I watched her eyes narrow in on mine in pleasure.
Her body writhed against my hand and I felt her body tighten around my fingers before completely tensing up.
She gripped my thighs tightly and let out a throaty moan as she released around my hand.
Her body thrashed, like waves crashing against the shore.
I looked down to see my hand glistening with her essence.
Her eyes followed mine as she leaned into me breathlessly.
I closed my eyes and embraced her while she still straddled me.
As her breath slowed against my ear, I felt her hand move up my thigh and curl around my erection.
My eyes opened as she lifted her chin from my shoulder before looking at me with desire dripping from her green stare.
Still holding my cock, she lifted her hips and my gaze fell to the black fabric that was still hastily pushed aside, revealing her glistening lips.
I licked my lips in anticipation as she lowered herself slowly.
She stopped just as my tip brushed against her wetness, eager with pre-cum to feel her surround me.
She looked at me before bringing her mouth to mine.
I parted my lips slightly as she slid her tongue inside at the exact same moment she lowered herself onto my cock.
I moaned, the throaty sound surrounding her mouth and hummed between us.
She sunk further onto me as her hands grabbed the back of the couch.
She let out a slow sigh of pleasure into my mouth as she began grinding against me slowly.
My hands found her hips and gripped them tightly, wanting more of her.
Needing more of her. I wanted to be so deep inside of her that we somehow ached for more.
My fingertips pressed into the flesh of the top of her ass as I ground her harder against me.
She pulled away from our kiss, only to find my bottom lip with her teeth as she pulled it gently before she threw her head back as a moan escaped her lips. She began moving faster, her clit rubbing against my pelvis. I matched her speed with my hands, pulling her and pushing her away.
“Jeremiah,” she said breathily, her throat hoarse.
The sound of my name on her lips made my balls tighten.
I could feel myself on the verge of exploding already.
I reached up and grabbed her long red hair, wrapping it around my fingers and giving it a tug.
She screamed as I pulled her back toward me, every inch of me buried in her.
She stayed there, only moving her hips in a rhythmic dance on top of me.
Circling me. I felt her clit hardening against me.
Her breasts rolled with her body, nipples pink and peaked.
I reached up and took one between my fingers, rolling it roughly.
She let out a little scream. She was close.
I lifted my hips slightly, giving her more of me.
I could feel her walls start to tremble around my pulsing cock.
She moved her hips faster now, sliding against my cock desperately.
I released her hair and she pulled herself forward so her beautiful breasts bounced in my face.
Her breath quickened as her hands wrapped around the back of my head, burying my face in her ample breasts. I licked and swirled my tongue against them as she began to lose control. Her movements were quick as she suctioned her pussy against my cock.
“Fuck,” she cried out in a whisper against my ear and it was all I needed to hear.
My cock twitched inside her before exploding into her tight walls.
She screamed as she shook with pleasure.
Her body throbbed around me as I stayed buried deep inside of her.
Her grinding movements began to slow as we both released what was left of us.
We lay in a heap breathlessly, as I still savored her surrounding my cock.
After a while, she peeled her damp skin off me and curled up on my lap. I stroked her head as she ran her fingers gently across my bare chest.
“Remind me to get into fights more often,” I whispered teasingly.
“Please, don’t.” She laughed softly.
I chuckled and kissed the top of her head. I let out a deep breath. I would never grow tired of this. The phenomenal sex. The way we stay tangled up in each other afterward. Our bodies tired, yet somehow begging for more later.
“I am sorry,” I said, pulling a nearby blanket over us.
She pulled it over her shoulder and nuzzled into me before looking up at me.
I meant it too. I was sorry. I had put her through hell, and yet, she was still here in my arms. I didn’t deserve it.
To feel her skin against mine. To feel her breath softly kissing my shoulder.
To feel lost in the forest of her irises.
“I don’t want to lose you,” I whispered.
“Jeremiah…” she said softly, holding her hand up to my cheek.
“I want you. I want this baby.”
“I do, too. I want you, too,” she murmured, turning to kiss the palm of my hand with her rosy lips.
“It’s just been a lot to navigate, you know?”
She nodded.
“I’m just trying to find my footing. I can do better. I want to do better. I want to be the man you need.”
She turned and pressed her cheek into mine once more, searching my eyes with hers. This close, I could see the small sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose. Perfect. She was perfect.
I knew she wanted to believe me, but I could see the small sliver of doubt behind her gaze. I was probably about to make it worse with what I was thinking.
“I think you should quit,” I said.
“What?” she asked, taken aback.
“It would be safer that way. Less eyes on us.” My thumb stroked the soft skin of her face, trying to reassure her.
She removed her hand from my cheek and looked at me, her gaze sharp.
On alert. I took both her hands in mine and squeezed them gently.
“Don’t worry. You can still stay here. I’ll take care of you.
I’ll take care of everything,” I said adamantly.
“And no, I don’t think you’re a gold-digger,” I added quickly.
She frowned slightly. “I don’t know…” she said.
“I just think it would spare us more speculation. Stop the rumors.”
“And not ruin your image…” she said, raising an auburn brow.
“That too,” I admitted sheepishly. “It’s more than that, though. I want to protect us. This.” I looked down at our bodies still intertwined in the very same spot we first came together.
“I’m not sure about this, Jeremiah,” she said speculatively.
“Please. Just think about it.”
“Yeah. I’ll think about it.” She settled back against my chest and we sat in silence as the sun dipped below the city’s horizon.