Changing His Game

by Justine Elvira

  I'm lacking patience with him and I need him inside me now. His lips come down to mine, kissing me softly. His tongue caresses mine and I moan at his taste. Every nerve in my body feels over stimulated, and I crave more. I release my lips from his, dropping my purse to the floor before I kiss a trail down his chest. His head falls back in pleasure as I continue my way down. I get on my knees and undo his navy cargo shorts, pulling them past his hips and taking his boxers with them. His cock stands firm and hard, and before he can do anything else, I do what I've been dreaming of the past several weeks.

  My hand comes up and wraps around his erection. Jared closes his eyes, hiding the beautiful gray from me and slowly thrusts his hips forward. His cock is gliding back and forth through my grip. We both moan out and I lower my mouth to him. I don’t know what he likes, but in this moment I know whatever I do he'll enjoy.

  My lips suck the head of his dick in my mouth and my tongue starts to play with his piercing, flicking and moving it with my tongue. I bite my teeth down lightly and pull slightly on the metal bar.

  "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he groans. His hands come down into my hair, pulling my head back and off my new favorite treat. "You can’t do that, babe. I'll come a lot sooner than I want to."

  I look up at him with wide eyes and my tongue comes out to lick my lips, enjoying the lingering taste of his skin on mine.

  "Damn, babe," he says huskily and pulls me up from the ground, one hand still in my hair and the other on my arm. The slight pain I feel from where my roots hit my scalp is oddly turning me on even more.

  "You don't have a problem with stamina. I’ve seen your movies," I whisper huskily.

  "Not with you, you're different. I could come now if I wanted to."

  Almost as if to make a point, he brings one of my hands back down to the tip of him, and I feel the drop of creamy liquid at the tip. My finger swipes it up and I bring it to my mouth, licking the drop of cum off my finger.

  "Shit, I need to fuck you now."

  Jared brings me to the bed and tells me to lie down. His body comes down over mine and his hands reach my blouse, ripping it open as the buttons fly everywhere. He makes quick work of it and tosses it to the ground, and my tank top follows. His hands come to my black shorts and he unbuttons them and pulls them past my hips and off my body. He peels off the rest of my clothing and I lay in bed, looking up at him expectantly. His mouth lowers to mine, and we're kissing again. His lips feel so soft against mine as he inhales deeply, taking me all in.

  This feels so good. How come everything with Jared just feels right?

  His palms come over my breasts, firmly. He's squeezing and caressing them as my nipples become so hard I could probably hurt someone.

  "Jared... Please..."

  "Please what?" He asks, his hands moving lower until he's grasping the inside of my thighs and pulling them apart. I'm soaking wet and when his hips move into the gap between my legs, his dick moves to slide between the lips of my pussy.

  "You're drenched for me. Dammit, this isn't how I wanted to do this." He thrusts back and forth, creating the most amazing friction against my clit. I feel the familiar build up and my entire body is on fire.

  "I wanted our first time to be slow. I wanted to worship your body and give it all the attention it deserves," he says thrusting forward again. His lips move against my skin, kissing my chest and neck, and then skimming his nose up until his mouth meets my ear.

  "I wanted to devour you, spend hours inside you until you couldn’t walk or even move. I wanted you to remember I was inside you... that you were mine... but I want you too much, so that will have to wait because if I don’t fuck you right now, I might die."

  "Yes," I moan, almost screaming it out.

  His hips thrust back and he places the tip of his cock at my opening.

  "Condom," I yell out in a moment of clarity.

  "Dammit, Autumn. I don’t have one."

  "I... I do. Purse, it's in my purse," I pant out.

  He looks at me and I see a flash of disappointment come over his face, but he quickly turns away before I can read more into it. He finds my purse on the floor and grabs the small box of condoms out of it. I watch as he opens the box and pulls out a foil packet. He starts to open it and I have the urge to stop him.

  "Come here," I whisper siting up and moving to the edge of the bed. I shift so that I’m facing him and my legs are open, hanging over the side.

  Jared listens and walks over to me. He stands between my legs as I take the foil packet out of his hand. I bring the corner of it up to my mouth and bite down, before I slowly pull the other end away from my face. My eyes stay on his as the packet opens from one end to the other.

  I move the packet from my mouth and pull out the condom. I smile up at him one last time before my eyes move to his erection. I've never been the one to put a condom on a man and this isn’t just any man. Jared's got a very impressive cock. Long and thick, and the piercing makes me worry that he might puncture a hole in the condom. I erase the fears from my mind and I slowly roll the latex glove over his cock. Once it's down to the base, I stroke him a few times before moving my eyes back up to his.

  He looks at me almost lovingly, but that's it as far as tenderness. In the next moment I'm being thrown back on the bed and Jared's pulling my legs apart, moving his cock back to my entrance.

  "Forget about everything that's happened between us and just be in this moment. Can you do that?" His question startles me, but I know I can do what he asks. I already have.

  "Yes..." I don't finish answering him because he thrusts forward without warning and fills me. There's a pinch of pain, probably because he's so big, but it's quickly forgotten.

  "Oh, fuck," I moan out.

  "You're so tight, you've got my dick like a vice and it feels incredible," he grunts as he starts a steady rhythm, pumping in and out of me. I wrap my legs around his waist. It's the only coherent thing I do because I'm lost in his movement. Every thrust feels amazing. Every time he starts to pull out, I feel the absence deep inside me. If I could live in this moment forever, I would.

  I reach my arms up and around his neck and pull him down for a kiss. Our lips linger on each other's as I feel his hand come between us and start to rub fast circles around my clit. I'm getting closer and closer, the intense feeling inside makes me almost fearful of my orgasm.

  "It's way too soon...." I trail off, too consumed with the feeling of him owning my body. "Slow down, Jared, or I'm going to come."

  "Come, babe. Come now, because I'm about to explode in your tight pussy."

  His dirty words send goose bumps all over my skin and my lower body starts to tremble before I finally explode. "Jared," I moan out, riding out my orgasm.

  I'm milking his dick when I hear him groan and thrust one more time inside me before his body stills over mine.

  "Holy shit," Jared looks down at me in wonder. "I've never come like that before. I've always been able to control it."

  His hand comes out to sweep the few hairs that are matted on my sweaty forehead. "You're amazing," he says endearingly.

  His words make me smile. I feel loved and wanted in this moment. I copy him and brush the hair of his fohawk back before kissing him on the lips. "That was..."

  "Too fast? I know, I'm sorry. Next time-"

  "I was going to say wonderful. Jared, that was the best sex I've ever had."

  "Me, too."

  I look over at him shocked. "Don't say things like that. I'm being honest and you don't have to say something just because I did."

  "I'm not, sweet girl," he shrugs, and then kisses my forehead. "Just because I have sex for a living with professionals, doesn't mean it's amazing sex. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy it, but we're acting and it's not intimate at all."

  "Jared-"

  "That really was the best I've ever had. I can't wait to try and top it with you."

  I smile, filled with joy at the prospect of continuing this with him.

  "So, you want
to do that again with me?"

  "Yes, I plan on doing it over," he kisses my shoulder, "and over," he kisses my cheek, "and over again," he kisses the corner of my lips. "And that's only tonight. Wait until tomorrow."

  His mouth takes mine and we kiss. It's unhurried and soothing, I feel it all the way to my toes. His kiss feels like a healing touch, curing everything in its path.

  "You're beautiful," he whispers.

  "Thank you."

  He reluctantly moves off me, not wanting to leave my body. I sigh and lay back on the bed. I start to feel a building ache between my legs, and I know I'll be sore tomorrow. He's a lot bigger than Brock, and that piercing. I could feel it massaging my insides the entire time, even through the condom.

  Jared disposes of the condom in the bathroom and cleans himself up before joining me back in bed. He pulls me into his chest and we cuddle in each other's arms. I don't want to ruin the high we both feel, but I have to bring the subject up. He used sex to escape from whatever was going on between him and that Kellan guy, and he needs to deal with it properly.

  "Jared?"

  "Yeah, babe?"

  "Who was that guy in the tent?"

  He's quiet, too quiet. I know he heard me so I give him the silence and let him be alone with his thoughts. He'll talk when he's ready.

  "I've known Kellan since I was twelve. His family moved to Brentwood from Northern California and moved in next door to my childhood home. I come from a huge family and my parents took a quick liking to Kellan's parents.

  "I'm one of seven children so our house was always occupied, but it was only Kellan and his sister, Coral, at his house. Both his parents worked crazy hours so my parents kind of took them in as their own. Kellan became like a brother and Coral was like a sister to everyone, except me.

  "Coral and I were... we were close from the second we met. We were the same age and very quickly became attached at the hip. You never found me without her because we did everything together. By the time we hit high school it was just a natural transition from friends to couple. All of our friends were pairing off, and to be honest, I had started developing feelings for her the year before.

  "We dated all of high school and I lost my virginity to her at junior prom. I know, so cliché, but it was our plan. I rented a hotel room and our parents pretended to believe us when we said a group of us were spending the night at my friend Tom's house. I knew my dad was on to us though. It's hard to think he was naive to it when he handed me a pack of condoms before Coral and I left in the limo for prom."

  I listen to him as he tells me a little more about that night and Coral. I would usually be uncomfortable in a situation where I am listening to the man I just slept with describe his first time. Lucky for me, he doesn't go into descriptive detail.

  "After that everything changed, we became more intense. We would blow off our friends and family, we had to be together all the time. Our senior year we applied to the same colleges and we both got into the same one. That was the plan, to go to college together and get married after we graduated.

  "I was happy. The happiest I've ever been, with the exception of the past month. The night of our graduation everything changed. Everyone was going to party on the football field of the school. I wanted to stay in that night. My parents had planned a celebratory dinner and low-key party at the house, but one of Coral's friends convinced her to go. We ended up leaving my house early to meet everyone up at the school."

  He pulls me impossibly closer to him and kisses the top of my forehead before continuing his story.

  "We got there and everyone was drinking, so Coral and I played catch up. Within the hour we were both trashed and the cops had pulled up to the school. They didn’t arrest any of us, but told us we had to leave the private property. No one was okay to drive so we all started walking back home.

  "We passed the town water tower and a few people had the genius idea of climbing up to the top. Coral... she wanted to... she climbed up, too."

  "No," I gasp. He doesn't have to tell me much more because I'm starting to put the pieces together, but he tells me anyway.

  "I tried to stop her... I told her it was a bad idea... but Coral was determined and hard to argue with. She was used to getting what she wanted. She eventually won out and climbed to the top while I stayed on the ground with the others. The next few minutes are blurry. I remember hearing screaming... it all happened so fast."

  Tears have started to fall from his beautiful gray eyes and all I want to do is kiss his tears and pain away.

  "One minute I see her on the ladder, only a few steps from the top, the next minute she's on the ground. I ran over to her lifeless body and checked for breathing, but she wasn't. It was all just a blur. I know when the ambulance showed up she was in my arms and I was rocking her back and forth, but it was too late. She died on impact.

  "I remember not being okay for months. I wouldn't talk to anyone and I wouldn't eat. I ended up not going to college in the fall either. I binge drank and one night I decided to hell with women. If Coral's death could rip me apart the way it did, rip my insides out and make it to where I didn’t want to take another breath, then I never wanted to feel that way again."

  He lifts his hand that's making finger designs on my stomach, and moves it to his chest where his tattoo is.

  "That's the night I got this. I wanted a reminder of how I felt at that moment. I thought I was going to be with Coral forever, but nothing lasts forever. Someone will always die. I left the tattoo parlor that night feeling different. I knew that once my heartache started to lighten, things would get better. I would never feel that way again because I had made the conscious choice not to.

  "Then one night I was at a club and I met a really hot girl. We talked briefly at the bar and then had sex in the bathroom. Afterwards she gave me her card."

  He looks down at me and gives me a deep, throaty laugh, "Her card, I mean who does that? Turns out she was in the business and thought I'd be good at it. We kept in touch for a little while; nothing seemed to be going well for me at home, so I decided to try it. It ended up being great. I got to have long, emotionless sex with women who knew what the hell they were doing. What nineteen year old doesn't want that?"

  He rolls over and moves his body over mine, resting his weight on his forearms. We're face to face, and his eyes are penetrating into mine.

  "Until I met you," he whispers huskily. "I knew from the second I saw you that you were different, that you were trouble. I was dancing at my party, completely focused on the threesome I was about to have, and then you caught my eye. How could you not? You're beautiful."

  He dips his face down until his lips brush against mine. I moan at the feeling his warm lips bring to my body.

  "I had seen you before, of course. I'd been in Tawny's room several times, but I couldn't believe you were there, in my house. Especially because Tawny wasn't even living there anymore.

  "Later that night, when I tried to find you, you weren't there. I thought it was some kind of dream, until the next morning when I saw you in my kitchen."

  "You tried to find me?"

  "Yeah, I... I wanted to see why you were at my house. Over the last month I've gotten to know you. You're like no one I've ever met before. There's no agenda, you don't want anything from me," he looks down at his naked body hovering over mine in bed. "Or at least you didn't before tonight."

  Jared winks and then rolls back off me so we're lying side to side. "You're innocent and naive, yet I see a little bit of a bad girl in you. Every time I'm with you I want to know more. I think deep down I knew you weren't interested in porn that day I took you to set. It was more of a test, to see if you were infatuated with me. See in my eyes, if you were looking for something from me you would have pretended to be a porn star and had sex with me, but you were so repulsed. I saw how genuine you were when you said you had no idea that's what I did. It was refreshing.

  "I've spent the last several weeks getting to know you and you're the
closest friend I have. All these other people who claim to be my friends are just in it for what I can do for them. You genuinely like to be around me, or at least I think you like to."

  "I do. You're my best friend, Jared."

  "I haven't had this since Coral. I didn't realize how much I missed it. I tried to avoid it for so long, but I never realized I would crave it... and I crave it with you."

  I smile up into his eyes, taking in the depths of his gray, the sparkle that seems to have taken over the dullness. My hands lift to wrap around his neck and I pull him closer to me.

  "I'm glad I met you, Jared," I smile and then pull his lips to mine. I kiss him, satisfying the need I have for him in this moment. Our kiss is intimate and awakens my need for him again. His lips massage mine and our tongues meet in a slow embrace.

  We break the kiss and I quickly get up to grab another condom. I get back in bed and slowly roll it over Jared's erection. I move my legs and wrap them around Jared's waist as he enters me slowly. I take him inch by inch, his cock sending my body ablaze.

  We don't rush. We cherish each other's bodies with every touch, every sensuous kiss. My body slowly builds up to its release and I whimper as I come at the same time he does. We continue to kiss until our lips are raw from passion and I fall asleep in his embrace. I know this is a one-time thing, but I've never been happier than I am in this moment.

  Chapter Ten

  I wake up to a continuous buzzing noise coming from somewhere in the dark room. I'm exhausted and my eyes and body do not want to wake up yet. I'm lying naked on my stomach and when I reach out for Jared, the bed's empty. This wakes me up. I roll over and reach up for the bedside lamp to light the hotel room. It takes me a second to adjust to the brightness of the bulb and when I look around, Jared is gone.

  "Great," I groan. He probably bolted the second he woke up, regretting his brief indiscretion with me.