Sex (40)
Grace
I knew that Jake couldn't have done that. It's not like him. But the jealousy and that message made me forget about my perception about everything. When he asked me if I believed that he could do that, I could have answered in a simple 'No' instantly. But I didn't. I knew he could not do that then why didn't I just say so? Why did I let him hang off the bridge?
I was on my bed and it was icy. Right after I left him alone in the restaurant, I came to my house. I wanted to just go to sleep. But my mind wouldn't let me. It kept me awake and made me think about it over and over again.
I heard a distinct slamming of the door and footsteps coming up. My bedroom door opened and Jake walked in. A very drunk Jake.
I could smell alcohol from him this far. I didn't say anything and looked away from him. I heard his footsteps coming closer to me but I still didn't do anything.
He grabbed the back of my neck and jerked my head towards him. He stared at me, his eyes were red and his expressions were angry.
Without saying anything, he crushed his lips to mine. For a second, I was too stunned to react but when I realized what was happening, I tried to push him back. He didn't budge, not even a little and continued to move his lips on mine. I started punching his chest, stomach and ribs, anywhere I could get my hands on, but he didn't move back an inch.
On the contrary, his lips became furious. He tilted my head to a side, to give himself more access. I didn't know what happened. But in the midst of fighting, I started kissing him back. My hand tangled in the back of his head's hairs and I started leading the kiss. His lips traced my lower lip, asking access to enter my mouth. I let my mouth open and he hijacked the kiss. He threw me on my back on the bed and settled himself between my legs. Then we continued our kiss. His tongue entangled with mine and every slash of our tongue demanded dominance. He left my mouth and started trailing kisses down my jaw to my neck.
I could not control myself anymore. I turned ourselves around so that I was on top of him. I grabbed his shirt's collar and tore it from between. All the buttons of the shirt flew all over the place but I couldn't care less. I kissed him with a feverish need.
He sat up and picked the hem of my t-shirt and pulled it above my head then threw it across the room. I was in his lap with my both legs on each side.
He started kissing me on my neck and trailed those kisses down my collar bone. I didn't even realize that he had taken off my bra until he threw it away. Cold air hit my bare chest and I felt alive than I have ever been.
Our voices of panting, groaning mixed with the scent of want, made me feel like I was going crazy.
His mouth descended over the peak of my chest and I lost it. I let out an audible moan. He swallowed my breast completely while his other hand kneaded my other boob. I grabbed his head by his hair and pushed his head back, and he brought out my nipple still between his teeth and stared at me in my eyes. I went to him as his mouth was still my nipple.
He looked like an animal. Ready to break me. Eat me up alive. Suddenly, I cried out a little as I felt a pinch. He had bitten my nipple gently but It sent more electricity to my core and made me wetter than I already was.
Our moments were frantic, like we were fighting for our survival. And maybe we were.
Jake grabbed my waist and made me fall on my back. I was lacking oxygen that I could not help but inhale air as much as I could. I saw Jake taking out his belt from his jeans. He grabbed my both hands and put it tightly in his one hand.
“What are you doing?” I asked him in a hoarse voice. I tried to snatch my hand back, but he didn't let me. Instead, he bound them together and proceeded to tie them together to the bedpost. I tried to free my hands but my efforts were futile. I couldn't free my hands. Next thing I knew my eyes were covered as well.
“Jake. What are you doing?” I asked. I swallowed to wet my dry throat but it did not do anything when I felt him taking down my pajamas along with my underwear. I laid there completely naked, panting and dripping wet. I felt him kissing my torso and bringing down the kisses to my belly button. He continued doing it then he stopped. I felt his kiss on my thigh and his face moving closer and closer towards my core.
No. What's he doing? I've never done that. Nobody did that for me.
“Jake. Stop.” I tried to protest in a breathy tone but it didn't stop him.
By the end of my thigh, I felt him stopping. The wait was killing me. I felt him putting his nose close to my core and drawing a deep breath. When he let out that breath, I felt my core clenching on his warm exhalation.
Finally, I felt his mouth on me and it felt like someone had knocked me off my feet. All the air left my lungs.
He took a long lick from my core to the clit and a shiver ran down my spine. He used his muscled arms to keep me in place. He nipped me, licked me and kissed me until I was writing and pulling on the belt to get rid of it and free my hands. And I felt my orgasm building, when he inserted a finger in me, I was pushed over the edge. I came, screaming and panting his name.
Finally, he let me go and took out the blindfold and freed my hands. My chest was still heaving when he came to my side and pulled me to his chest.
He didn't say anything, he didn't move, he just cuddled with me.
I don't think he was going to ask me to return the favor. But I had to return it.
I pulled him towards me and kissed him. This time when I looked at him, his eyes were not wild anymore, and he didn't look that drunk. I pushed myself away from his arms and began to unbutton his jeans then pulled the zipper down. He tried to grab me but I stopped him.
I took off his boxers and pushed them aside. I took out a condom packet from the drawer and tore it. I sheathed him and sat on his lap, taking him in me. He stretched me out so good and when he was completely seated in me, we both let out a sigh. I started moving slowly and Jake guided me with his hands on my hips. I kissed his lips, his cheeks, his eyes and moved down to do the same on neck and chest. I licked his hard muscles. I pulled him to me and this time he kissed me on my neck. My nails dug in his shoulder blades as I left out a slow sigh.
The slow rhythm that we set felt too good.
We explored each other until we both reached our peak. Jake clutched to me, whispering my name over and over again like a prayer. After a moment, I pulled him out of me and wrapped the condom, throwing it in the trash can.
Without saying anything or without moving away from his lap I put my head on his chest. He hugged me tighter and started drawing circles on my back.
Our breathing had calmed down and heart beat had returned to normal. With the second hand he stroked my hair.
“From the start, my parents didn't pay attention to me. I remembered when I was five years old, in my art class, I made a family picture. Including me, my father and my mom. I wanted to show it to my mother, but she wasn't home like always. So I tried to show it to my dad. He took it from me and it to his side saying he'll see it later. I was happy and I left the room. Next thing I knew, I saw it in the trash can. When I asked the maid why it was in the trash can she said my dad told her to throw it away. I took it out of the trash can and confronted him. He told me he saw it sitting with other stuff, and he thought it was garbage and threw it away. I was so mad that I didn't even eat dinner that night. Next day, my dad promised me that on the weekend he will take me to wonder park, to make up for this.” Jake let out a humorless chuckle.
“As you already guessed, that day never came.” Jake pulled me a little closer to himself.
“In school everyone wanted to be my friend, only because I was rich. Except until I met Mason. You know, I still don't believe that he is my friend. One day a kid made fun of me being rich. He called me spoiled and a rich brat. I did not know where Mason came from until he punched that kid so hard that his nose broke. Even though I never touch that kid, we both got detention. From then on we were inseparable. We met Ethan when I was in high school. He is just as good a friend to me but Mason and I are like brothers. We will kill for each other.” He said. For a moment, everything was quiet but Jake spoke again.
“You know what we have between us has nothing to do with that contract?” He asked quietly.
“I know.” I whispered.
“Grace?” I looked at him.
“Let's complete our date.” He said and I smiled.
And we did.
We went to the same restaurant, completed our lunch that we left, and then we walked near the lake. Then he dropped me back to my home. Telling me about the special performance he had set up for me tomorrow. He told me that he was going to make it mesmerizing for me. And told him that I could not wait for tomorrow.