35 - He Knows His Place, Part Four #2
Humanity wasn’t dependent on breeding, though.
She had studied sociology in her first year of college, while struggling to find answers to how people felt and what made them tick.
She knew that insecurity was largely based on low self esteem.
She still struggled with it to this day, and she was trying her best to work on it.
She knew she held the powerful, but that didn’t stop the dark thoughts from plaguing her late at night.
“Hey, my love,” Mia smiled softly.
“I’m sorry about the other night, I—” Jonathan started.
Mia quickly interrupted him with her finger on his lips.
“Shh. I understand you are busy. I am sorry I overreacted. I don’t know what got into me.
You know I am not cruel and loud like that, it's just…five years is a big milestone, you know?” Mia whispered, eyes locked with his.
“I know we’ve had our fights, but I fuckin’ love you.
We bump heads because we’re both too arrogant and confident, and at times, those traits can get in the way.
We both have strong opinions, and they may not always work well together, but I love you even more because of that. ”
“That doesn’t make it okay though, I feel bad.
I should have planned something. I just, Ron needed me.
They were in some money trouble, and I couldn’t just leave it alone.
You know we are best friends in the whole world, and I will never stop loving him.
We have a very special friendship, the two of us.
We’ve been there for each other through every up and down,” Jonathan whispered sympathetically.
“How much did he need?” Mia asked.
“Seven thousand,” Ron said.
“Jesus Christ. How did he get himself into so much shit?”
“To put it short; credit cards.”
“Ah, the devil’s currency. Remember when we accidentally got ourselves into three thousand bucks worth of debt? Took us like eight months to pay back.”
Jonathan chuckled. He was surprised that she wasn’t even remotely upset that he lent him so much money.
It was because she actually did understand their friendship.
Jonathan and Ron against the world. Jonathan and Ron, forever and always.
They would stand together till the very end.
Besides, she couldn’t complain about him lending Ron money—he was a grown ass man and could do what he wanted.
They were both fairly wealthy, and seven thousand made no dent in what they actually had.
They owned their house already, and all the expenses they really had were water, lights, and groceries.
“I was also partly upset that night because I saw your underwear was covered in cum,” Mia said and chuckled at herself, “It was kind of stupid, but I thought you just sat in the car and jerked off to someone else. You know how I get sometimes…I’m not really explaining myself properly.”
“No. I understand, my Mia. I really do. You look great,” Jonathan whispered.
He sat up and rested on his elbow, looking down at her. There was a clump of hair covering her eye, and he tucked it behind her ear. Mia smiled.
“I knew you would like it,” Mia whispered.
Jon traced his finger around her collar bone, and Mia bit her lip. She wanted him, and he wanted her equally.
Jon moved his face closer to her neck and planted soft kisses all the way up to her ear before whispering, “I love you.”
She whispered it right back, and their moods completely changed from love to lust.
Jonathan pulled himself on top of Mia and started kissing her passionately.
Their tongues swapped saliva, and their eyes were closed.
Mia, without breaking the kiss, undid his belt, and the button of his pants expertly without looking.
She tugged them, and Jonathan used one hand to help guide his pants down his hips as low as he could reach.
Mia looked down and lifted her knee carefully, hooked her foot in the crotch of his pants, and pushed it off his legs until it fell to the floor.
The both burst out laughing.
“I honestly didn’t think that would work. That worked out way better than I thought it would,” Mia said.
While Mia spoke, he pulled her lacy bra down slightly and took her breast in his hand to knead it with his fingers before bringing his mouth close to her nipple.
He suckled on her nipple softly and pulled away with a pop.
Mia let out a soft, happy moan. Jonathan planted small kisses all over her beautiful breasts.
“Stop, I want you to fuck me. I’m wet enough now,” Mia whispered with a hand gripping his hair.
Jonathan’s cock twitched at her bossiness.
He found it really sexy that she was telling him what to do.
He fumbled with his cock and tried to get it in his hand, he was nervous, and he didn’t understand why.
Mia reached her hand down to her crotch and moved her panties to the side, then spread her legs for her husband.
Jonathan, again, was fumbling and nervous.
Mia noticed it and used her hand to guide his cock to her wetness.
Jonathan’s cock glided inside of Mia effortlessly, and he let out a pleasurable grunt.
He forgot how good his wife’s pussy felt around his dick.
He thrust in and out of her slowly. They had hardly done any foreplay, but he already felt himself being close to the edge.
He couldn’t handle it. He was a visual creature, and Mia looked incredible.
She picked her outfit out, knowing he would very much enjoy it.
Every time he looked down at her breasts, then at the expression on her face, he felt his cock twitch inside her.
Mia could see he was close and felt disappointment burning inside of her.
“No, no, don’t cum yet. I’m not ready,” Mia pleaded.
As those words left her mouth and reached his ears, he was at the point of no return. He gripped onto the bed as he came inside her. He pulled out and rolled over to lie on his back as he panted loudly. Mia stared blankly up at the ceiling.
***
Without a word, Jon got up to go clean his dick off.
He’d been acting strange when he was fucking Mia because he was thinking about Lillian the whole time, and he was nervous.
Which made it worse, because the harder he tried not to think about her, the more it cemented itself in his head.
That was the reason he came so quickly. He couldn’t stop thinking about how Lillian looked that night he had spied on her.
They had resolved their issues about him forgetting their anniversary, but he knew him coming so fast would probably be a problem between the two of them for weeks.
Mia was very, very disappointed. She was just starting to get close to orgasm, and he had ruined it.
She wouldn’t have minded him coming quickly, as long as she got to orgasm first, at least. She sort of felt used and neglected.
It wasn’t good for her self-esteem. She knew it shouldn’t have been the case, because it was obviously because she looked so good, because she wore an outfit that would drive him wild.
It just hurt her that he didn’t even try to make her cum.
Did he not care about her feelings? Was she just a cock sleeve for him to use?
Mia sat up and buried her face in her hands.
That wasn’t how she expected the night to go.
She thought they would be making love all night.
She felt so deeply unsatisfied, and her clitoris ached and throbbed.
She needed release. Her hand slowly slid itself into her panties and caressed her pleasure spot.
She let out a soft moan and tried her best to not be heard.
She could probably come quickly and have some type of release before Jonathan came back from the bathroom.
Her eyes were glued to the bathroom door, where if he opened it, would be able to see her sitting on the bed, legs spread and hands down her panties.
Her pleasuring became faster and more ferocious.
It felt so good. She leaned back, forgetting about the bathroom door, and being caught out, and used her other hand, under her leg and slid two fingers inside of herself.
The mix of Jonathan’s juices and hers was so slick and smooth.
There was no resistance as she pulled her fingers in and out of herself.
She rubbed her clit and fingered herself rhythmically, the perfect speed and intensity she needed to get there.
Jonathan opened the door slowly and, as he saw Mia pleasuring herself on the bed, he stopped in his tracks.
Good. He was happy she was going to give herself some release.
After the fuck up he made, she definitely deserved it.
He didn’t even try to pleasure her. He just got carried away and came before even considering anything else.
He watched her. Her legs shook. Her body wriggled.
He saw her fingers glisten with wetness as she pulled them out of herself and slid them back inside.
Strangely, Jonathan's cock was hard again. Usually, his member was out of commission after he climaxed, but the little man was ready to go again. Jonathan thought about all the things he wanted to do right then, but all he could do was stare. His eyes didn’t dare leave the sight before him.
He watched as her back arched, and she fingered herself even hard. She was close. He knew it.
Mia loved fingering herself while rubbing her clitoris.
Aside from the obvious—the pleasure—she enjoyed feeling her walls tightening around her fingers.
Even more now, she felt her walls tightening.
She was so close to an orgasm. She arched her back and stopped caring if Jonathan could hear her.
She let out loud moans, no longer holding herself back.
She felt even more pleasure when she let everything go.