Hardcore Vanilla

by Golden Angel

Smack!

  "Hands back where they were," he ordered, his blue eyes glittering. Slowly, Sharon moved them back into place as heat flushed through her, weaving her fingers together behind her head and offering her breasts up to him again. The spot on her ass where he'd spanked her stung - in a good way. The slow smile that spread across his face as he watched her obey sent a flush of heat through her body. "Good girl. Stay just like that."

  Ooh he was getting bossier and holy crap did she like it. That had been Dom-level bossy. And being called a good girl so unexpectedly, by him, was making her hot and bothered all over. Not like she hadn't already been panting for it.

  She mewled, squirming even more as his hands came up to squeeze her breasts, pinching her nipples. He watched every expression that flashed across her face intently, obviously enjoying her reactions. It made her feel like she was putting on a tiny, private show for him and that turned her on even more.

  Then his hands moved back down to her hips, lifting her upwards and away from his lap so he could undo the front of his pants and free his cock. Almost immediately, he was lowering her down onto it, and she moaned, her head falling back as she felt herself stretch. Being on top like this, with her muscles tenser, meant she was tighter than usual.

  She bounced slightly working her way down on his cock, and she didn't miss the way Jake's eyes watched her breasts bounce with her movements. Undulating her body, she flexed her thighs, moving up and down on his lap, taking a little bit more of his cock with each rise and fall of her body. Working her way slowly down his entire length not only felt good, but she was enjoying her little performance for Jake and the way his hands roamed over her as she ground down on top of him.

  "Faster," he demanded, his voice husky as he watched her move.

  Sharon hesitated. "My arms..."

  "Put them where you need to."

  Her shoulders were a little sore and it was a relief to lower her arms. Placing her hands on his shoulders, Sharon used the leverage to start really riding Jake's cock, moaning as his hands gripped her hips, helping her move. Leaning back against the sofa, he was watching her with pleasure, obviously enjoying the view as much as he was enjoying the sensations, and Sharon felt herself shuddering with her own pleasure in being watched.

  Jake began to move underneath her, thrusting up into her every time she came down, their bodies connecting with a little jolt that went straight through her clit. She started rubbing herself against him, grinding down harder as she impaled herself on his cock.

  Then one of his hands moved around to her ass, wetting his finger in her cream before seeking out the crinkled opening of her ass. His eyes were trained on her face as his finger sank in on her next fall, and Sharon gripped his shoulders tighter, clenching down around his cock and the new intruder simultaneously. The slight burn enhanced her pleasure and the sensation of being doubly filled made her writhe.

  "Oh yes..." She threw her head back, letting the needs of her body take over as she rode Jake and he fucked her ass with his finger. The double heaping of stimulation made her whimper as she moved harder, faster, rubbing her clit against his pubic bone as she got hotter and wetter, her orgasm growing higher. "Oh fuck... Jake... fuck me..."

  His finger pushed in deeper, stinging slightly, and she clenched down around him as she took him all the way inside of her. Her clit throbbed, trapped between them, as her ecstasy spiraled, and Jake's hips thrust upwards. He groaned, and his hands tightened their grip on her ass, his finger pushing all the way in as he began to pulse inside of her.

  Sharon felt her muscles spasm, milking him of his cum as her sexual rapture thrummed through her body. Panting, she moaned as she slowly collapsed on him, her head coming to rest on his shoulder. She whimpered quietly as he jerked a few more times beneath her, stimulating her sensitive, swollen tissues even more with the last bursts of his orgasm.

  Then she felt him relax beneath her, his finger sliding from her ass, and he dropped his head against the back of the couch, both of them panting for breath.

  “Fuck, that was hot,” she murmured, bowing her head forward slightly, watching his expression.

  He chuckled running one hand up and down her back while the other was still curved around the cheek of her ass. “You’re not going to hear an argument from me.”

  Sharon pressed her lips to his, still wanting the connection even as he shrank inside of her. Jake kissed her back, sliding one hand into her hair, and his other hand gently squeezed her buttock, making her skin tingle.

  Ending the kiss, Sharon lifted her head and smiled down at him. "Wanna go take a shower and get nice and clean so we can get dirty again?"

  He grinned up at her. "Sounds like a plan."

  She squealed with delight as he stood abruptly, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. Even though he was only half-hard, the position meant she was bouncing on his cock as he walked her to the bathroom like that, with her clinging to him like a koala. Sharon couldn't stop giggling, even as she was rubbed against his hard body in the most delicious way.

  Not surprisingly, they ended up getting dirty again before they'd even finished their shower.

  ******

  The thing about being exclusive fuck buddies, Jake was discovering, was that it could easily become a lot like dating. Especially if the two people involved were already very connected through their group of nosy friends.

  Monday night he showed up for dinner with his sister and Patrick only to find that they'd invited Sharon too. She hadn't given him a heads-up, even though he'd told her the night before that he was getting together with them and could see her afterward if she wanted. Later, he'd tied her hands to her bed and then gone down on her but hadn't let her orgasm until she'd promised to let him know when they were both invited to the same place.

  According to her, Lexie had texted Monday afternoon to invite her and she'd thought it would be fun to surprise him, since she knew he'd be there. Surprising him was fun for her... And tormenting her was fun for him.

  By Thursday he'd realized his clothes were disappearing. Mainly his shirts.

  He was both amused and exasperated to find a small pile of them in Sharon's bedroom. Somehow, he hadn't even noticed she'd been taking them.

  "But they smell good," she protested when he took them back.

  Given that she looked adorable wearing them, considering she had to roll the arms up several times just to expose her hands and the hem of them fell close to her knees, Jake had a harder time than he'd expected taking them back. He'd ended up letting her keep two at a time - but no more than two. Sharon had smirked at him, and he'd vowed to himself that if he did find her with more than two, at any point, he was going to find out exactly what was so fun about punishment spankings.

  He needed his clothes dammit.

  Strangely, he kind of liked that she was stealing them though. It was girlfriend-y. Although, she was a lot more acquisitive than any of his past girlfriends. Most of them had just taken a hoodie or one shirt, and if he'd wanted it back they happily laundered and returned it. Not hoarded and hidden them.

  They'd also found out that they had a lot of similar tastes in movies and tv shows, which had led to several nights of actually Netflix and chilling. He'd found someone who loved terrible movies even more than he did, although Sharon's focus was more on bad shark movies than on bad horror movies in general - but she was willing to watch as long as he was willing to protect her. Since Jake had no problem with her jumping into his lap or using him to hide when she found something scary instead of amusingly bad, it worked out well.

  He still wasn't sure how to deal with the family thing.

  Several times he'd tried to bring it up in conversation, but she always changed the subject or jumped him if he was too persistent. Finally, he figured he'd just see how the wedding went. It wasn't a big deal anyway, they weren't serious; even if he was finding that he really was starting to care for her in much more than a friendly or casual fuck buddy kind of way.

 
Besides, before her cousin's wedding, they had to get through Patrick and Lexie's engagement party and Sharon meeting his parents.

  Chapter 10

  There is no reason to be nervous.

  Being nervous was for meeting a boyfriend's parents because things were getting serious.

  It was not for meeting a not-boyfriend's parents just because they happened to also be the parents of one of her best friends whose engagement party she was attending. Seriously. Jake's parents didn't know there was anything going on between them - and they'd specifically warned everyone against bringing it up.

  Not a single reason to be nervous.

  Sadly, logic did not appear to be winning the day.

  "Smile," Kate muttered under her breath as they approached the front door. "You look like you're about to pass out or something."

  "Who says I'm not?" Sharon muttered back.

  Andrew looked over his shoulder to give them both a quelling look. She wrinkled her nose at him. He was not happy about the 'not talking about Jake and Sharon in front of Jake's parents' edict. Sharon had explained that Jake wasn't ashamed of her, it just wasn't the time, and she wanted it this way. He still hadn't liked it.

  Bossy man.

  He looked good tonight, all dressed up for the engagement party. Normally Sharon saw him dressed either casually or in his leathers for the club. Tonight he was wearing what she had a feeling would be standard for the rest of the men as well - dress slacks and a button-down shirt. The forest green of his shirt set off the caramel brown of his skin and picked up flecks of green that usually weren't noticeable in his dark eyes. Kate had opted for a similar look, although she'd gone with a soft blue sweater instead of a button-down.

  She'd said it was too freaking cold for dresses and she was right - but that hadn't stopped Sharon from putting on her favorite red sweater dress to go with her black tights. It was sexy without being scandalous and it made her feel more confident. Red was totally a power color.

  Of course, right now they were all bundled up in their coats, but that would only be true until they got inside.

  The door opened almost as soon as Andrew rang the bell to reveal a very pretty woman with a wide smile on her face. She had plenty of laugh lines around her bright blue eyes – no need to guess where Jake and Lexie had inherited their own baby blues from – but unlike her children’s black locks, her hair was a light brown liberally streaked with blonde highlights. Although it was dyed, Sharon figured they must have gotten their darker hair color from their father, because the lighter colors suited Mrs. Standish too well not to be close to her natural color. Like her daughter she was petite and quite thin, and looked very pixie-ish.

  "Andrew!" she said, sounding delighted. "Come in, dear, come in." Her eyes flicked back to Kate's face as she hugged him and shooed him through the door. "And Kate – Lexie said you go by Kate now, correct?"

  "Yes Mrs. Standish. It’s so good to see you again," Kate said as she stepped inside, half turning to gesture at Sharon before giving the older woman a hug as well. "And this is my best friend Sharon, whom I don't think you've met."

  "Hello," Sharon said, pasting a smile on her face as her heart thudded inside of her chest. Please like me... or at least don't hate me... She made herself step forward, holding out her hand to shake.

  To her shock, Mrs. Standish took it and pulled Sharon in for a hug too. Sharon automatically returned it, since she was a pretty tactile person herself, even as she blinked in stunned astonishment. Parents hugging her, especially right off the bat, was not someone in her wheelhouse.

  "Please, call me Wendy, all of you." Letting go of Sharon the woman stepped back, holding out her hand to take Andrew's coat, but she was still smiling at Sharon. "I know we haven't met before, but Lexie's told me so much about her friends that I feel like I know you already."

  The front door shut behind them and Sharon could already hear the sounds of a party in process deeper in the house. It might just be her imagination, but she swore she could pick out Jake's voice even within all the noise. Wendy took their coats, directing them to head into the kitchen where the food and beverages were set up - and she particularly recommended the salted caramel hot chocolate, which could be easily spiked if they were so inclined.

  Sounded good to Sharon.

  She was a little weirded out by how friendly the woman was.

  You're here as Lexie's friend, not Jake's girlfriend, that makes a difference.

  It wasn't that mothers didn't like her, most of them did, but she always felt the weight of their opinions bearing down on her when she met them. She even felt it now, but that wasn't how the woman was looking at her, so it felt a little jarring.

  "Super easy, not-at-all-complicated, casual fuck buddies, right?" Kate whispered in her ear, linking arms with her as they followed Andrew down the hall. Since she was wearing flats and Sharon was wearing her favorite heeled boots, Kate didn't have to lean down as far as normal to ensure no one could overhear.

  Still.

  "Shut it," Sharon whispered back. So what if she felt like a jittery girlfriend meeting her boyfriend's parents for the first time? That wasn't the actual situation and she needed to get her shit together.

  "Just relax," Kate said, more sympathetically. "Just be Lexie's friend tonight and you'll be fine."

  Kate was right. Sharon shook off her nerves. The first hurdle had been passed after all. She was here, it was obvious Wendy didn't know there was anything between her and Jake, and so she could just relax and be a friend tonight.

  "All right," she said just before they followed Andrew through the doorway of what looked like the kitchen. "Let's rock and roll."

  ******

  This was... weird. For lack of a better word.

  Even weirder than being at Stronghold had been. All his friends knew what was going on between him and Sharon, but none of his family did (other than his sister, obviously). It meant he was putting up with both sly looks and complete obliviousness.

  His mom, doing her usual hostess thing, was trying to get to know all of Lexie's friends that she hadn't met before. Right now, she had Ellie and Sharon cornered and was talking with them. Well, probably questioning, knowing his mom, and it was more like she was talking with Sharon than Ellie. Ellie tended to be quieter than Sharon anyway and Sharon was currently doing her usual 'center of attention' thing... Which irked him.

  He just didn't understand why she felt the need to be so loud. Or to take over the conversation entirely. Poor Ellie had barely said a word, it had been all Sharon. She was apparently entertaining enough, because both Ellie and his mom were laughing. But why did she constantly feel the need to monopolize conversations? Why did she constantly feel the need to put a spotlight on herself? He just didn't get it.

  The smart thing to do would be to move to a different room so that he didn't have to watch, because then he wouldn't be so annoyed by it. Easier said than done. It was like the woman had some kind of magnetic draw on him. They hadn't done more than say hello to each other, but he'd had her in view all night.

  "Why are you glaring at Sharon? Or is it your mom that you're glaring at?"

  Jake jumped at the question; he hadn't even noticed Michael moving up next to him. He didn't know Michael as well as a lot of the others, since he was a newer addition to the group of friends. While he'd been a member of Stronghold when it had first opened, he'd moved away for a while, and when he'd returned he'd started hanging out with Jake's friends because he was good friends with Angel.

  While Patrick said that Michael was a bit of a 'shit-stirrer,' Jake hadn't really seen any of that. He liked the other man, although he wouldn't call them close, so the question surprised him. The fact that Michael had separated from Ellie for a bit surprised him even more because normally they were joined at the hip.

  "She's just... She's so loud," he said, a bit plaintively, completely aware that he sounded like an ass. He groped for the words to explain his issue. "Doesn't it bother you that she just runs ri
ght over Ellie in conversations?"

  Blinking in surprise, Michael's hazel eyes met his, studying him for a moment. Then he turned his head, his long hair swaying slightly with the movement, to study the three women's conversation. He kept his voice low, just between the two of them. "Let me ask you, what do you see when you look over there?"

  "I see Sharon taking over the conversation, as usual," Jake said, some of his exasperation leaking into his voice. "I see her making herself the center of my mom's attention and Ellie barely able to get a word in edgewise. It's like she's trying to impress my mom or something."

  A small smile curved Michael's lips as he tilted his head. "Let me tell you what I see. I see my very shy girlfriend has been cornered by someone she doesn't know well. Normally I would go and run interference and make sure she's comfortable, but I already knew I didn't have to, because Sharon is there. And Sharon will make sure that she takes all the focus until Ellie feels less anxious and more comfortable talking to your mom. It's something Sharon does a lot for Ellie."

  Jake stared across the room as his entire perspective shifted, which was a little disorienting.

  Watching, he realized that it didn't look like Ellie was trying to talk. She wasn't. In fact, she appeared to be perfectly happy letting the other two have the reins of conversation. His mom, on the other hand, was just as chatty as Sharon. He'd assumed that Ellie had just been drowned out by the two more forceful personalities, but...

  Michael obviously knew her better than Jake did. Considering how protective he could be of her, it said a lot that he would deliberately leave Ellie in Sharon's care.

  Huh.

  It did make him feel better about how he now saw the interaction between the three women. The idea of being attracted to someone who was willing to squash everyone around her to get the attention she wanted didn’t sit well with him. Seeing that she was using it as an almost protective measure for her friend was different.

  “Hey Jake, Michael,” Justin said from behind them, making both of them turn. “We’re about to start a pool tournament downstairs, do either of you want in?”