When they made it to the bed, naked and clinging to each other, she was the one who maneuvered her body around,pushing her pussy down over his eager mouth while she placed her head over his erection.
“You don’t have to.”
“I want to.” Her hand gripped him and slid easily, coated with a thin covering of pre-cum that made his cock slippery and almost shiny in the dimness. A few pumps had him bucking off the bed, into her hand. “Has it been a long time? Since Alana?” she asked.
“Yes.”
“And I’ve never. Until you.”
“That makes this pretty special, huh?”
“Most special.” His digit dipped inside of her and pushed, fighting a narrow spot that stung until he was in the right position again, finding all the places that made her moan.
Meanwhile, she was playing with her new toy, tip under her tongue while her fist worked over it, listening to the low, desperate sounds Jax made each time she touched him. With a surge forward, she captured his cock head in her mouth and lapped like he had lapped her, her tongue a flickering lash.
“Kaylie,” he snarled. “You’re going to get a throat full of cum in seconds.”
“That’s supposed to go in my pussy, Jax.”
“Fuck, don’t tempt me.”
“Don’t tempt you? Don’t you want to put your cock in me?” she teased between licks. They turned to sucks as his snarl died to a whimper.
“Maybe you’re not ready yet?”
“Maybe you’re making me ready.” Her walls clamped down around his digit as it started a steady thrusting inside of her.
“You’re so slippery, sweetheart.”
“I could say the same thing about you,” she whispered, eyes closed as he found his stride, and a second digit joined the first.
Stings of stretching turned into a deep, building pleasure, a pressure that made her feel like she had to pop—or be filled. Kaylie forced more of his cock into her mouth, learning the shape of him, thin, then wider, then narrower again, working down to the turgid knot that looked like it might split her in half.
“If we’re going to try, let me get something out of the bathroom.” Jaxson reluctantly withdrew from her and kissed her pussy as he rose, leaving with one long lick that made her shudder.
“What?” Kaylie asked as she rubbed her aching jaw.
“There’s body oil in the bathroom dispensers. High grade. Works to make everything very slippery. I think it could easily double as lubricant.”
“Don’t think I need that.” She was obscenely wet. The sounds his hand made against her reminded her of lapping waves.
“Too much is better than not enough. Besides, it’s fun to put on,” Jax promised.
He was right. Kaylie gasped when the warm, slick oil in his palm anointed her pussy, soaking her, coating every outer inch, and leaving wet wings on her inner thigh. Then, looking into her eyes as he guided her onto his lap, his lubed digits went inside. One. Two. Three...
Kaylie gripped his bare shoulders and locked her shaking thighs around his wrist, silently sending the message for him to stay put. He did, just moving his head to kiss her, to share the curious taste of her arousal still on his tongue.
She rode him, hips slow and steady, building as she chased what was beyond the stretching sensation. The pleasure. The peak that he wanted to share with her. Kaylie’s arm tangled and fumbled over his, gripping his cock as she used his willing hand.
“This is... I never thought I would feel this way again,” Jaxson whispered between kisses. “It’s not just.. I’m not just horny. Or lonely. You do know that, don’t you?”
“I know,” she panted, one hand still buried in the fur of his shoulder.
“Love you. Is that... Is that—”
“That’s what I feel, too. Same thing. So different, but we’re the same where it counts. Oh, Jax...” Words stopped coming. Staring into his eyes was too much, too intense, and she had to concentrate, had to let herself feel with all the parts that she’d closed off and never let anyone touch.
“Try me?” he whispered.
