“I don’t know,” I told him as he undressed the last remaining piece of my clothing with an almost clinical detachment. “Why are you mad at me?” Sitting up, I grabbed a pillow and covered my nakedness. “You seem pissed off.”
Jett pushed me back down on the bed, taking the pillow off me. His hand dipped between my legs, finding me soaked for him as his fingers slid through me slowly. “I want to do what we did the first time.”
“I don’t know what that was,” I said quietly. “Can’t we just do what feels rightnow?”
He’d been staring at my pussy as he moved his fingers through my folds, but when I spoke, he looked up at me, andI saw his eyes soften. Moving up, he caught my lips in a soul-searching kiss. His tongue stroked mine, and his hands tangled in my hair as he moved over me, nestling in between my thighs. My legs curled up around him, and I felt him move his body over mine, his dick sliding through my wetness, and my body arched with need. The need to have him fill me was overwhelming.
“Not yet,” he whispered against my mouth. “I need to taste you first.”
Moving back down my body, his hands softly pushed my thighs wider apart, and then his tongue was there, lapping at the mess between my legs, licking me and sucking me as his fingers slid inside me.
“Jett,” I gasped as he stroked over my clit. “That’s so good,” I moaned as he covered my pussy with his mouth. His tongue was running hungrily over me, and I felt him push it inside me before it flicked in and out of me, causing me to moan louder as my body tightened in response. I was going to explode, I knew it, and so did Jett. He murmured his approval at my reaction, and the soft vibrations of his mouth pushed me over unexpectedly. My hands clutched his hair as my lower body raised itself to his mouth, and I rode out my orgasm on his tongue as I screamed his name.
Dimly, I heard the foil wrapper, and then he was pushing into me, my body not quite willing to stretch to accommodate his size.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he muttered as he pushed again. “I know you’re no virgin.” He gave me a grin, and whatever he saw on my face caused his eyes to widen in horror as realization dawned on him. “Ava,no.”
Gritting my teeth, I pressed the heels of my feet into his ass, and I pushed him in. My cry of discomfort was quiet, but it felt like it echoed in the quiet of the room. Jett was frozen above me as his eyes roamed over my face.
“That’s why you took the sheet?” he asked me as his hands braced on either side of me. I nodded once. “I took your virginity?” he asked me incredulously.
Did he know he needed to move? My body had stretched to fit him, and now I needed friction that only he could give me. “You have to move,” I told him hoarsely. Jett hurriedly tried to pull out, and my feet stopped him once again. “No, I meanmove.” My hips bucked under him, and my pussy clenched around him. I heard his low growl.
“Ava, don’t,” he whispered as his head dropped to my shoulder. “You’re fucking killing me.”
“I’ll kill you if you don’tmoveyour ass,” I whispered furiously at him, and I heard his low chuckle before his lips were moving over my shoulder, kissing and nibbling my neck. He licked the sensitive part of my neck before he bit gently, and my hips surged upwards again, causing him to groan as he slowly, so fucking slowly, started to roll his hips.
My fingers dug into his shoulders, sculpted from years of training into the perfection that was Jett Santo, as he slowly picked up speed. Hands hooked under my ass, lifting me up to meet his slow thrusts, my body clenching around him as he hit something deep within me that caused my eyes to flutter closed.
“Open. Keep your eyes on me,” Jett whispered gruffly.
His slow thrusts morphed into deep, long strokes, and my hips were eagerly meeting his, stroke for stroke. “Fucking hell, you’ve got me like a vise,” he mumbled against my mouth. “I need to fuck you.” His tongue swept into my mouth as his hips picked up speed. “I need to fuck you hard.”
Sky-blue eyes, clouded with lust, bore into mine as Jett moved over me, driving deep into me, and I felt my orgasm building as he moved faster. Jett growled, and suddenly I was on top of him, his hips pumping upward in powerful thrusts as I rolled my hips over him in answer. His hands grabbed onto meas he pushed me over his body, and I could feel the tightness in my belly as he fucked me. My hands trailed down his chest as they gathered on his stomach, and I used him to raise my body over and over as I pushed down, again and again. I was losing control, and Jett was wild beneath me. I cried out his name as I reached the precipice, and I felt my pussy clench tightly around him.
Jett surged upward one more time before he let out a loud grunt, his body stiffening as I felt him jerk inside me, following me over the edge. My body slumped, and strong hands caught me, laying me over him. His kiss was soft and sweet against my lips before my head nestled into his shoulder, and I studied the arch of his throat as his head dropped back on his pillows.
We lay in silence for a long moment, catching our breath, as I slowly became aware of the sounds of the party still happening downstairs. We’d need to separate eventually, but I selfishly wanted to relish the moment a little bit longer.
Jett must have heard my thoughts. “You need to move,” he told me as his hands cupped my ass, and he lifted me off him. His hand caught the base of the condom before he pulled it off, pinching the end.
I watched as he knotted it with a practiced move before he was on his feet and walking to the bathroom. I heard the flush and then the running water as he washed his hands.
I really wanted to put my clothes back on, but there was no way in hell my legs were going to hold me up right now.
Jett came back out of the bathroom and pulled on his boxers. “So,” he said with a hard look in his eye. “Tell me how the fuck you were a virgin?”
Swallowing, I pulled his bedcover over me as I sat up slightly. “You look offended.”
“You think?” he snapped as he glared at me.
“I don’t know what your problem is,” I said as my euphoria from the sex was being rapidly replaced with irritation over his attitude.
“My problem is that I took your virginity.”
“So?” I decided I needed clothes for this conversation. “It was mine to give.”
“You don’t even fucking remember!” Jett roared angrily. “Idon’t fucking remember.”
