I squeezed my eyes shut and just like Jake had predicted I screamed his name so loud that theydefinitelyheard me in London.Maybe in outer space too.
I should feel bad for whoever was in the room next door and had to listen to me shrieking like a wild animal, but this felt so fucking good I didn’t give a shit who I’d disturbed.
Sorry, definitely not sorry.
‘Jaaaakkkkeee!’ I cried out again, before my body stilled.
Jake thrust into me several times before a feral groan flew from his lips and he exploded inside me.
He collapsed on top of me, our chests slick with sweat, our bodies heaving.
‘Fuck,’ he said.‘That was incredible.’ He tilted his head up and kissed me.As I tasted myself on my lips, I pictured him going down on me again.I’d never get tired of replaying that moment.Or the vision of him slamming in and out of me.
‘It really was.’
‘So I’m vindicated now, right?’
‘Vindicated?Why?’
‘Come on.’ He rolled his eyes.‘On our first full day here, you said that you’d had a lot of practice with faking it.And I told you that if you slept with me you wouldn’t need to.Remember?’
‘Yes, I remember.’
‘So was I right, or was I right?’
‘You were right,’ I sighed.‘Ever heard of this thing called humbleness?’
‘Of course I’ve heard of it.I’m a genius!’ he joked.
‘Yeah, a very arrogant one!But credit where credit’s due.You have a very talented dick and I thought that mouth was only good for singing like an angel.Turns out that it’s good for other things too.’
‘Baby, I might sing like an angel, but I fuck like a devil.Don’t get it twisted.There’s nothing innocent about the things I want to do to you.’
‘Tell me,’ I said, as molten desire pulsed between my legs.
‘I think you’ll like it much better if I show you…’
33
JAKE
As I watched Halle sleeping beside me, I smiled.I couldn’t remember the last time I’d felt so good.
Yeah, I usually got a kick out of having sex.The adrenaline rush and the high I got from coming was one of the simplest but most satisfying pleasures in life.
But sex with Halle hit different.
When we first fucked, I thought it just felt good because it’d been such a long time since I’d done it.
But when we did it a second time and it was even better, I knew it couldn’t be that.Then I’d convinced myself that it was because knowing that I was the one she’d chosen to be the first guy to help her experience pleasure again since her break-up made me feel like some kind of sex hero.
Except when we went to shower and ended up banging against the wall in front of the bathroom mirror, I realised that it was just because it washer.
There was something different about Halle.Something that drew me to her.
Full disclosure: watching her tits bounce in the mirror, seeing my cock slide in and out of her and the expression on her face when she screamed my name again definitely played a part in how fucking amazing I felt.But without sounding big-headed, Halle wasn’t the first woman to call out my name.But she was the first that made me feel… likethis.
I didn’t know whatthissensation was, but it didn’t matter.Whatever it was I’d take it.
