an apartment, clean myself up and go to work again." She had tears in her eyes. "Sorry."
Jack pulled her close and lay in silence for a while. "So I'm your big, strapping guy this week?" He chuckled sadly. "Damn it, Julie, that's just not fair."
"It’s OK. Look, this is just a soap box I get on every few weeks, and none of my friends want to hear it anymore. Thanks for letting me dump on you. It’s not fair with all you’re going through either."
He pulled her to roll over and face him. "And I'm sorry I ruined the mood. Why don't you stay here with me tonight," he suggested with a grin. "I can't remember the last time I've gone three times before, but if you need one more I'm willing to try."
Julie thought about her rules then. Never stay over was her big number one, but the bed was warm and his arms were comfortable. She told herself it was really for him because she could sense his fear of being alone. "Why don't you rest up and we'll try again in the morning," she said and kissed him tenderly. Then they fell into a comfortable silence, legs entwined, holding onto each other as they drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 3: Jack
J ack was dozing as the room brightened in the morning sunlight. There was still a beautiful woman in his bed. He had honestly expected it to be a dream, but even with his eyes shut he could smell her hair and hear her breathing. Her naked back was resting against his chest and his hand was on her slim hip. The scent of her sex was still on his lips, and it had kept him in a near constant state of arousal since he woke.
She stretched as she began to wake, her arm bumping against his body as she rolled back against him. He slid his hand up to cup her breasts, pressing his face into her hair which also caused his arousal to press between her cheeks.
"Oh, look, you’re both up," she giggled, arching her back against him.
Without a word, he kissed her neck and nibbled at her earlobe. She began to move with him, immediately becoming aroused. He massaged her breasts while he slid his shaft along her puckered opening, prompting her to spread her cheeks and push hard against him.
"Push it down, under me."
She lifted her leg to make room as he slid his shaft between her legs. She closed her thighs and rubbed against his tip which stuck out below her mons. Jack had trouble breathing as he tried to thrust and slide, but her thighs held him captive. As she massaged his head, he felt it leak a slippery fluid giving her motions an electric friction, making him respond with a groan and to hug harder against her back.
He felt her lift his shaft to the very top of her thighs where her wetness made it easier for him to slide. After a few slow strokes, he began to thrust easily against her slit. She kept her fingers just underneath his head to stimulate his most sensitive area as he moved.
He felt her bend slightly at the waist just as he began to get into a rhythm. With eyes open for a peek, he caught her staring at his head and shaft as it slid out the front of her thighs. He wanted to help her see better, so he moved one hand from her breast to hold her hips still, allowing him to thrust harder and push out further. He noticed the look on her face as she tried to watch, occasionally closing her eyes when her pleasure became too intense.
Knowing she was interested in watching him, he moved much faster toward his release. As the slippery emission spread around and made it easier to thrust, he began to rock his hips harder and make warning sounds that his release was coming. Just before he blew, she turned over. She reached down, jerking him off, relishing the look on his face as Jack finally orgasmed.
In the middle of his release he heard her whisper, "There it is." She milked out the last few drops with her fingers. He collapsed against her, breathing hard and kissing her neck, rubbing his hands along her hips and stomach while he tingled all over.
"Now, what can I do with this, I wonder?"
"Hmm?"
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