“You okay?” he asked as he caught up to her.
She nodded. “Yeah, just twisted my ankle a little. I’m sure it’s fine.”
Brittani was glaring at them both, but Jack ignored her. He grabbed Jessie around the waist and flipped her effortlessly over his shoulder, tickling her side and making her dissolve into shrieks of laughter. She protested weakly through her hysteria.
“Jack! Put me down! Please!” Jessie begged through her laughter. Jack laughed too, glad that the weird, tense feeling between them had passed and they were back to their usual joking and fun.
He put her down but grabbed her hands so he could pull them around his neck and lift her onto his back. She laughed and held on to his strong shoulders as he slipped his hands under her knees and she wrapped them around his waist so he could carry her piggyback to the camp site.
“Better not put you down. You’re so uncoordinated… not sure I can trust you to walk back without breaking something.”
THE FIRE PIT WAS CRACKLING with a warm, orange glow. Jensen was monopolizing Jessie’s attention and she had resigned herself to his company. There didn’t seem to be a way out, and he was nice enough. He just wasn’t… well, he wasn’t Jack.
Jack sat directly across from her, drinking beer and talking to Chris and Nick. Brittani was obviously trying to be included in their conversation. Jack and Jessie glanced at each other at the same moment and he smiled slightly, looking at Jensen and then back at Jessie. She smiled back.
Jessie excused herself and walked over to the cooler behind Chris’ truck to get another beer. Jack got there at the same time and opened the cooler. He handed her a beer and grabbed one for himself.
“So, when’s the wedding?” he asked, gesturing back toward Jensen at the fire pit.
“Yeah, right,” Jessie laughed. “At least Jensen’s a nice guy. But Brittani? Really, Jack? Usually the girls you hook up with look like they stepped out of a Victoria’s Secret catalogue. I think you’ve hit a new low. Yuk.” She made a face.
He smiled wickedly at her. “Wow. Not like you to be so nasty. Jealous?”
“You wish,” Jessie replied, laughing nervously and looking away.
“Jensen is a nice guy. You should give him a chance,” he teased her. Jack opened his beer and took a drink. “As for Brittani, she may not be the highest quality piece of ass I’ve ever pulled, but I think I have better odds of getting some pussy tonight than Jens does.”
“You’re disgusting. I can do without hearing about your filthy sex life,” she said.
He laughed at her horrified expression.
“Oh it’s filthy alright. You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
Jessie felt her face heat up. His smile disappeared as he watched her walk away and he finished the beer he had just opened.
When he returned to the fire pit, he held his hand out to Brittani, who eagerly accepted it and walked with him to her tent. He was ready for some of the action she’d been promising all day.
Jessie glanced over just in time to see them disappear quietly inside Brittani’s tent and she felt her chest tighten. Jack was too experienced for her. There was no way she could compete in his arena.
Sliding into the tent, Brittani sat down and Jack leaned toward her, on his knees. She leaned backward as he kissed her, one hand on her hip and the other around her back.
The soft glow from the battery operated lantern inside the tent made her seem more attractive, softer than she had seemed earlier in the harsh sunlight. Jack hovered over her as she lay down on her back, and their kiss became more urgent. She could feel his erection through his shorts and she ran her hand over him, eager to feel what he had to offer.
“Mmmmm…” she moaned, pleased with what she found. “I just knew you’d have a huge cock. I’ve been thinking about this all day.”
“Yeah? Thinking about what all day?” Jack said in a low voice.
“You fucking me. Letting you put your dick in me anywhere you fucking want,” Brittani whispered. Jack’s cock throbbed harder at her words.
“Fuck yeah. My kind of girl.”
“For a while I thought maybe you were with that girl, Jessie. You two seem close.” Brittani pulled away, waiting for him to answer her.
Jack shook his head. “Nope.”
“You never hooked up with her?”
“What difference does it make?” Jack stared at her. He was starting to get annoyed.
She sat up briefly as Jack lifted her top over her head. His eyes dropped to her breasts, partially covered by a barely-there bra.
Wasting no time, he reached around her back and unhooked her bra with one hand. He kissed her again as he touched her breasts, gently rolling a nipple between his thumb and finger, making her gasp. He lowered his head to her and played lightly with her other nipple with his tongue, licking and sucking. She moaned in response.
She lifted her hips and ground herself against his shorts, making him even harder. He moved his hand down to her shorts and reached for the button and zipper which he undid quickly and easily. He glanced down at her as he slid his hand into her shorts, his fingers sliding over silky panties. He touched her gently, stroking her until he could feel her getting hot. Then he moved his hand inside her panties and slowly eased a finger inside of her.
“Fuck,” Jack swore as he slid another finger inside. “You’re really wet… ready,” he whispered hoarsely.
His own excitement had reached the point of no return and he couldn’t wait to be inside of her. He removed his fingers from her and pulled her shorts and panties down her body, his eyes glued between her legs. She was completely shaved. It was sexy as hell. Then again, he didn’t mind some hair down there either. The surprise of what he might find when he got into a girls’ panties was part of the excitement. And variety was definitely a good thing.
With his thumb and middle finger he spread apart her swollen pussy lips, and gently circled his index finger over her clit. She rotated her hips and threw her head back as he methodically brought her to climax. As she came, she cried out loudly. Jack leaned forward to put his other hand over her mouth, drowning out the sound. He briefly hoped no one could hear them. He doubted anyone would over the sound of the music and talking around the fire pit, which was located far enough away from the tent.
Brittani’s body rocked and trembled as her orgasm took over. When she had recovered her senses she sat up and reached for Jack, unbuttoning and unzipping his shorts roughly. She tried to slide them down but couldn’t reach from her position.
Jack reached into his pocket to get a condom, and then pushed his shorts down just enough to release his erection. He rolled on the condom, wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, and guided it toward her wetness, holding his weight with his other hand as he hovered over top of her. He slid slowly inside of her, enjoying the fervor of her moans as he entered her. He grinded himself into her, the sound of his heavy breathing mingling with hers.
“Yeah, fuck yeah, you like getting dirty don’t you? You like getting fucked… letting me use your hot little body?” Jack whispered. “Yeah, take that big fucking cock.”
As her moans grew louder, he kissed her to drown out the sound. She lifted her hips, grinding with him, meeting each thrust until she came again, biting down on his bottom lip so hard he tasted his own blood. He started to come at the same time, feeling his body throb as he ejaculated into the condom, driving himself as deep inside of her as possible.
He caught his breath for a moment before extracting himself from her and rolled over on his back. He closed his eyes and lay there until his breathing normalized and his heartbeat slowed back to normal.
“Wow,” Brittani whispered. “That felt incredible.” She reached over and removed the condom and tossed it aside.
Jack pulled his shorts back up, leaving the zipper and button open. He lay back, one arm folded behind his head, the other resting on his stomach. He closed his eyes.
Brittani pulled on her shorts and top. �
��I’m going to get another beer. Want one?”
“Sure, thanks,” Jack nodded as she unzipped the tent and slipped out.
As he waited for her to return, he drifted off for a few seconds, but woke as she came back inside the tent, carrying two beers. He accepted the beer she handed him and opened it, taking a drink as she sat down next to him, stretching her long legs out in front of her and leaning against his side. He would have preferred that she not cuddle up to him, but he didn’t object.
“So what’s your story, Jack? Why don’t you have a girlfriend?” she asked, running her hand lightly across his well-built and smooth, hairless chest.
Jack shook his head, expressionless. “Don’t want one. No story. I just like things easy.”
“So you think I’m easy?” she asked, smiling.
Jack shrugged. “Didn’t say that. I think you’ve got a hot body. Been wanting to fuck you all day.”
“I can live with that,” Brittani said obligingly.
Jack noticed that she had unbuttoned her shorts and he watched with interest as she shifted her weight so she could slide them off.
She sat up and positioned herself across from him, knees bent and legs spread, giving him an excellent view of the show she was preparing to put on for him. She watched his face as she began touching herself. His eyes were glued to her as she softly pleasured herself with her fingers, spreading herself open so he could get a clear view of her most intimate areas. She massaged her clit with the palm of her hand as she inserted a finger inside of herself slowly.
Jack was already hard as steel again, watching her as she continued to perform for him, pushing first one, then two fingers slowly in and out of herself.
“Fuck… that’s really hot,” he said, as he watched her bring herself to the brink of an orgasm.
“I want to fuck you now,” she said breathlessly.
Jack reached for another condom. He pulled his cock out of his shorts and rolled the condom on, as she crawled over to straddle him, sinking down on his stiffness slowly.
“Fuck yeah… your big cock feels so good inside my pussy,” Brittani whispered, moving up and down on him as she vigorously massaged her clit. She placed her other hand flat on Jack’s chest.
Jack was so turned on watching himself go in and out of her as she rode his cock, and he continued to enjoy watching her touch herself. She came with a small cry, which Jack was afraid may have been a little too loud, but he was too caught up in the moment to care much.
She climbed off him and removed the condom, giving him a sly smile. His breath caught as she bent over him, taking him slowly into her hot, slippery mouth, her long hair spilling over his stomach and the tops of his thighs. The wetness of her mouth felt insanely good and he placed one hand on the back of her head as she sucked him off like a professional. She clearly knew what she was doing and Jack laid his head back and enjoyed her proficiency.
“Mmmm,” she hummed, taking him out of her mouth for a moment. “I want you to come in my mouth. I want all of it,” she whispered before beginning again.
A slight distraction as he heard a rustling outside of the tent as someone walked past. “Don’t forget my beer, Jessie!” he heard Zoey call out from a distance.
“Okay, got it,” Jessie called back, her sweet voice close outside the tent.
At the sound of her voice, Jack recalled her in that pink bikini earlier, her body pressed against his as she clung to him to keep from falling. Another image flashed for a millisecond in his mind of the day in the dressing room, unzipping the back of her dress, his fingers skimming her soft skin.
He closed his eyes and imagined it was Jessie with her pink lips around him instead. Jessie was definitely becoming a major player in his rotation of x-rated fantasies. This put him over the edge. He came hard with a low groan, thrusting himself deeper in Brittani’s mouth as his hot liquid spurted a few times down her throat. She swallowed it all as he grabbed the back of her head.
“Fuck that felt good,” Jack said, as she lay down beside him, both of them catching their breath. “Thanks.”
“My pleasure,” Brittani replied. She reached for him but he moved away, zipping up his shorts.
“Guess I’m gonna take off,” Jack said, looking at the tent opening.
“Stay,” Brittani said softly.
“Can’t,” Jack replied. “Can’t sleep unless I’m alone.”
It was true. Well, almost true. Sure, when he was in the service he had slept plenty of nights in a room of bunks shared with a bunch of other guys.
But he couldn’t stand sleeping next to a woman. The only woman he had ever spent the whole night in bed with was Tara, and that only happened a couple of times when he was drunk enough to pass out.
The whole time that they had lived together, Jack had slept on the couch in their apartment. He would wait for Tara to fall asleep after they fucked and then slip out of their bedroom. When he brought women to his house, he did the same thing, leaving them in his bed while he slept in the living room.
“Oh.” Brittani looked disappointed. Maybe even angry. “Fine. Whatever.”
Jack left her tent and went to his own to get his shower stuff. Then he slipped up to the bathhouse for a shower before going back to the fire pit, where Nick, Sean, Chris, Zoey and Jessie were still up. Everyone else had gone to bed.
“Back so soon?” Chris asked, winking at Zoey.
Jack smirked and flipped him off.
“Done already?” Nick joked, and laughed. “That was fast.”
Jack smiled. “Fuck off… it wasn’t that fast.”
He sat down next to Jessie.
“Having fun?” he asked, his voice light.
She nodded. “Yeah, I am. You?”
Jack nodded slightly and smiled, but said nothing.
“Jack?”
“Yeah?”
“Can you do me a favor?” Jessie asked, turning those pretty blue eyes on him.
Jack shrugged. “Yeah, what do you need?”
“Can you help me with my tent? I forgot to finish setting it up.”
“I knew you’d never get that thing finished. You should have let me help you earlier… so goddamn stubborn!”
Jessie laughed. “Okay, fine. I should have let you help me when you offered. Are you going to help me or not?”
“What do I get?”
“What do you want?”
Jack raised his eyebrows and smiled. “What are you offering?”
“Oh my God Jack! I’m not going to give you sex so you’ll help me with my tent!”
Sean laughed out loud. “Nick, I helped you put your tent together. I feel like I should at least get a blow job for that.”
Everyone laughed.
Chris chimed in. “Sounds fair to me.” He looked at Zoey. “That’s the going rate for putting up a tent. Hope you’re ready to pay up.”
Zoey stuck her tongue out and smiled.
Jack got up amid the laughter and casually made his way over to Jessie’s tent. As he started trying to sort through the mess she had made earlier, he laughed. He held up a piece to show her why she was having so much trouble. It was broken.
“Oh no!” Jessie said. “So there’s no way the tent will go up?”
Jack shook his head.
“Hmmm. I hate to ask Zoey if I can sleep with them. Will kind of put a damper on Chris’ birthday, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, unless you’re planning to give him a threesome. Not sure I can think of a better way to spend a birthday,” Jack joked.
Jessie laughed. “Oh my God Jack! You have such a dirty mind.”
He hesitated for a moment. “I… I guess you can share my tent.”
Fuck. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep with her in there. But what else could he do? She couldn’t sleep outside. And she didn’t know anyone else there well enough to be comfortable sharing a tent with them.
“Are you sure you don’t mind?” Jessie looked at him shyly.
Jack shrugged. “I
t’s fine,” he said gruffly.
Even if it didn’t bother him to sleep with another person, he would probably have a boner all fucking night thinking about Jessie laying right there next to him.
“Thanks, Jack. I’ll just slip inside and change real quick before you come in.” Jessie grabbed her bag, pillow and sleeping bag and disappeared inside his tent.
A few minutes later she came back out in pink and white pajama pants and a matching long sleeve top. Both were form-fitting, showing off every curve of her body. His eyes slid slowly over her, his cock on high alert. Fuck.
“Your turn,” Jessie said, smiling up at him.
Jack grunted and slipped inside the tent, changing into sweatpants and a t shirt. He opened the flap of the tent and held it open so Jessie could slip inside.
She laid down in her sleeping bag and zipped it up around her. Jack did the same and then reached over to turn off the battery-operated lamp.
“Goodnight,” Jessie said in a soft voice.
“Goodnight,” Jack responded.
They lay in the dark for a few minutes, both quiet.
“Jack?” Jessie said his name in a soft whisper.
“Huh?”
“I’m cold.”
“Oh yeah?” Jack’s voice was tight.
He was laying there with the predicted boner tenting his sweatpants, thinking about Jessie laying there next to him. How fucked up was it that he couldn’t stop fantasizing about the things he’d like to do to her? She was so close. And fuck, he was pretty sure if he made a move she would respond to him.
“Yeah. Do you have an extra sweatshirt or something?”
“Yeah, there should be one on your side.” He turned the light back on and handed it to her.
Jessie looked to her side and found a neat pile of folded clothes. She picked up a sweatshirt and pulled it on over her head. She noticed the open box of condoms lying next to the clothes. She picked up the package of Magnums and held it up so Jack could see.
“Came prepared, huh?” she laughed.
“Always.” Jack smirked.
Jesus Christ, she was cute in his sweatshirt. He had such an incredible urge to fist his hand through that long blonde hair.
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