by Ramona Gray
“Chloe?” Jackson opened the front door. “What, uh, what are you doing here?”
“Can I come in?” She was shivering, and he studied her before nodding and stepping aside.
Anxiety was already brewing in his belly, and, hoping she didn’t hear it in his voice, he said, “Ian is working tonight.”
“I know.” She took off her boots and handed him her jacket. He hung it in the closet and followed her to the kitchen.
“Sorry I was in a bad mood all day,” she said before sitting at the table.
He joined her. Part of him was thrilled that Chloe was here, and the other part was terrified that she was going to ask him for sex. “Honestly, I was so busy that I didn’t really notice. Thanks for grabbing some lunch for me, by the way. That was really nice of you.”
She smiled at him. “You’re welcome.”
There was silence that wasn’t quite awkward, but not as comfortable as he wished it would be. “So, uh, is everything okay?”
“Yes. I came by because I was thinking maybe we could watch a movie together or something until Ian is finished work.”
“Of course, I’d really like that.” He hoped like hell that ‘watch a movie’ wasn’t code for banging.
“Also, I was hoping you could help me with something,” Chloe said.
“What’s that?” Shit, he was growing more anxious by the minute.
Relax, dude. If she wants sex, you can bluff your way through it. Just eat her out, make her come a few times and then she’ll fall asleep. You can tell her you were being a gentleman and letting her sleep. By the time she wakes up, Ian will be home.
Right. Excellent plan.
He gave her a more natural smile. “Is it work related?”
She laughed. “Not exactly.” She reached into her purse and pulled out the small pink box that held the anal plug. “I was hoping you could help me put this in. I’ve gotten it in the last couple nights, but it’s been a real struggle. Think you could help me out?”
Relief washed over him. “Of course.”
“Great.” She jumped up and still holding the box, headed toward his bedroom. He followed her, flicking on the beside lamp as she paused by the bed. “We’ll put this in and then watch a movie? Unless you have other plans. Shit, I should have texted or called you first. I’m sorry. That was really rude of me.”
“No, it’s fine. Really. I’m glad you did.” Now that his anxiety had eased, he took a good look at her. Her face was pale and there were lines around her eyes. She looked tired and a bit upset, and he pulled her up against him. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
She smiled at him, but he could see her eyes watering. “Nothing. It’s been a long day and last night was…rough.”
“Why? What happened?” He sat on the side of the bed and pulled her down onto his lap.
For a moment, she almost looked like she was going to tell him, but then she glanced away and shook her head. “Nothing important.”
“Honey,” he said, “you can talk to me about it.”
“I know.” She sighed and rested her head on his chest. He rubbed her back and kissed the top of her head. God, she smelled good. He craved her touch almost constantly now, craved her warmth and her softness.
After about ten minutes, she said, “Thanks, Jackson.”
“I didn’t do anything.”
She sat up and cupped his face. “You did. I feel better already.”
She studied his mouth before kissing him. He returned her kiss, stroking her tongue with his and wishing like hell his goddamn cock would do something. He tried to ignore the way it stayed limp as Chloe stroked his chest through his shirt.
She kissed him again before kissing his throat. When she sucked on his earlobe and her hand wandered down his stomach, he grabbed her wrist. “Chloe, wait.”
She stopped and leaned back a little to look at him. “It’s all right, Jackson.”
“No, it isn’t.” Anxiety made his voice irritable. “I don’t feel like having sex right now.”
“Because you don’t want me or because you need Ian here?”
He froze and gave her a cautious look. “How do you know that?”
She rubbed the line of his jaw with her thumb. “I suspected it after Tuesday night. Ian dropped by Wednesday night and confirmed it.”
“Asshole,” Jackson muttered. “I told him not to say anything.”
“I’d pretty much figured it out anyway,” she said. “And he told me because he’s worried about you and was hoping I could help you.”
“Well, you can’t,” he said.
She shrugged, not put out by his tone. “You don’t know that for sure.”
“I do,” he said flatly. “I can’t get a fucking erection without Ian in the room, okay? We’ve been kissing for how long and there’s nothing.”
She refused to get off his lap. “So, we try a little longer.”
“And when it doesn’t work?” He snapped. “When I can’t get a fucking hard-on, then what do we do?”
“You put the plug in my ass for me, and then eat me out and make me come,” she replied.
He stared silently at her. She kissed his chin. “It doesn’t always have to be about the actual sex, Jackson. If you don’t get an erection now, you’ll get one later when Ian’s here and we’ll fuck then. It doesn’t make a difference to me if we fuck now, or later when Ian is with us.”
She smiled at him as he continued to stare at her. Her body language was relaxed, and she was giving him an honest and open smile.
“You really mean that, don’t you,” he said.
“Yes. We’ll try tonight and if it doesn’t work, no problem. We’ll keep trying until it does work. It’s not the issue you think it is, Jackson.”
He had no sense that she was saying it just to appease him but still, he had to say it. “I may never get an erection without Ian around.”
She shrugged. “Maybe you won’t.”
“That doesn’t upset you?” He said.
“Why would it? I know you want me, you’ve made that more than clear,” she said. “You’ve got a bit of a roadblock at the moment and I get it. So, stop worrying about your dick right now and just concentrate on making me feel good. Okay?”
“Yes,” he said.
“Great, but first, let’s get that stupid plug into my ass.”
He laughed, and she giggled before kissing his thick neck again. “Ian helped me put it in on Wednesday night, but I did it myself last night. It was kind of awful doing it alone, even if it did seem to go in much easier.”
She gave him a bright smile. “That being said, I think I prefer having it put in while I’m horny.”
“In that case,” he cupped her breast and teased her nipple with his thumb, “maybe I should make you horny?”
“Yes, please.” Her voice was already a little breathless and needy.
He tugged on the bottom of her shirt and she lifted her arms over her head so he could pull it off. She was wearing a pale blue bra and he traced the silk cups before pressing a kiss above her breasts. “I love your tits.”
She giggled. “No, you love my ass. Admit it.”
“I do love your ass.” He reached beneath her and kneaded one firm ass cheek. “I can’t wait to fuck it.”
She unclipped her bra and dropped it over the side of the bed. He bent his head and sucked on one tight nipple as she let her head fall back. “Mmm, that feels so good, Jackson.”
“Stand up, honey.”
She stood and he quickly stripped her of the rest of her clothes before taking off his own shirt. He kept his jeans on. He believed Chloe when she said she didn’t care if he got an erection or not, but that didn’t mean he wanted her seeing little Jackson just hanging limp.
She didn’t comment on the fact that he kept his pants on, just climbed into the bed when he pulled back the covers. He took the plug out of the box and grabbed the lube from the nightstand drawer. She was lying on her side and he left the plug and the bottle of lube on top of the nightstand
before spooning her.
He kissed the back of her shoulder before sliding his hand down between her legs. She parted them immediately, leaning back against him and lifting her top leg to give him better access to her pussy.
“Touch me,” she moaned. “Please.”
She was dripping wet and he made small circles on her swollen pussy lips. “Look how wet you are, sweetheart.”
He showed her the tips of his fingers, lust coursing through his belly when she grabbed his hand and brought it to her mouth. She sucked his fingers clean before licking her lips and smiling at him.
“Fuck,” he muttered before reaching between her legs again. He rubbed her perfect clit until she was moaning loudly and rocking her pelvis against him. When her body tensed and her nails dug into his wrist, he pulled his hand away.
She mewled in disappointment and rubbed her ass against his crotch. “Jackson, no!”
“Shh, honey. Time for the plug.”
She muttered a curse but waited patiently as he covered the plug with lube. He reached between their bodies and squeezed and kneaded her ass cheeks for a few moments before saying, “Spread your ass for me, honey.”
She rolled to her front and reached behind her to spread her cheeks. He stared at her tight little hole, another surge of lust making his fingers tremble a little, as he pressed the plug against her hole, working it in slowly. It slipped past her tight ring of muscle and she made a whine of pleasure as he pushed it all the way in. He wiggled it a little and she reared up, gasping for air.
“Oh God. I’m gonna come.”
“Not yet,” he said. He pulled her back against his body, her ass snug against his crotch, his hand reaching around to cup her tit. Her body stiffened, and she peered over her shoulder. He didn’t understand the look on her face.
“Honey, what’s wrong?”
“Um, unless you’ve got a banana in your pocket, you’re really happy to see me,” she said.
He stared at her before leaning back a little and staring down at his crotch. “Holy shit.”
She laughed, a full-throated laugh that made his erect cock grow harder. “So, not a banana then?”
“I can’t fucking believe it,” he said. He reached down and touched himself through his jeans, as if he thought his erection would just magically disappear. He groaned when Chloe reached behind her and her soft hand rubbed him through the denim.
“Fuck, that feels good,” he said.
“Would probably feel better if you took your pants off,” she said. “I mean, it’s only a suggestion, but…”
He gave her a light smack on the ass, making her squeal, before sliding out of the bed. He undressed in record time and quickly rolled a condom onto his dick. He was as giddy as a kid in a fucking candy store, as he climbed in behind her again and rubbed his dick against her ass. It pushed on the plug and she made a happy little moan before reaching between her legs and rubbing her clit.
“Stop that.” He pulled her hand away.
“I want to come,” she said.
“I know you do.” He cupped her pussy, his fingers rubbing in slow circles against her. He let his fingertips graze over her clit, loving her reaction.
“Jackson, don’t tease.”
“I love teasing you, honey.” He nuzzled her neck. “I love making you beg to come.”
“I’m begging now,” she said. “I don’t want to wait.”
“You need to be fucked. Is that right?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
His cock was like a fucking rock and he needed to be inside her tight pussy right fucking now.
He reached for her leg but before he could lift it and slide his dick deep inside of her, Chloe said, “Jackson, wait.”
He groaned but stayed still as she studied him over her shoulder. “I want you to fuck me in the ass.”
His cock twitched against her ass, it liked that idea very fucking much, thank you, and she grinned at him. “You want that as well.”
“Of course I do,” he rasped, “but we can’t. You’re not ready yet.”
“I think I am,” she said. “I want to try. Please, Jackson? I’d rather try having anal sex on its own first before I take both of you at once. This is the perfect opportunity to try.”
He hesitated, and she squeezed his hand. “If it isn’t going to work or it hurts too much, we’ll stop, all right? We can try again later.”
“You’ve only been wearing the plug for a few days,” he said.
“I know,” she said, “but I think it’ll be okay. It – it feels really good when you touch the plug or move it. Please, let’s just try.”
“Do you promise to tell me if it hurts too much?”
“I promise,” she said.
She smiled when he sat up and coated his cock with lube. He reached between them and traced the plug in her ass. She pressed against his erect cock and he pulled out the plug, tossing it to the end of the bed, before squeezing more lube onto his fingers and sliding them into her. He stretched her a little more with his fingers then pressed the head of his dick against her hole. He rubbed her hip when she tensed a little.
“Breathe out and push back against me, honey,” he said.
She nodded and took a deep breath, releasing it as she pushed back against him. He eased forward, groaning when the head of his dick pushed past her tight muscle. She clenched around him and he groaned again.
“Fuck, honey, don’t squeeze. Christ, don’t squeeze.”
“Sorry,” she panted. “I didn’t mean to do that.”
“I know, but try to relax or this’ll be over before it even starts.”
She smiled a little and he breathed a sigh of relief when she relaxed. “Good, honey.”
“Is it all the way in?”
He shook his head. “No, sweetheart. Just the head.”
Her eyes widened. “Just the head? I think I might have been a little too hasty in suggesting we try this right now.”
“Does it hurt?” He rubbed her hip and thigh again.
“No, but I, uh, I feel really full, Jackson. I’m not sure I can take any more of it.”
“You can.” He kissed her shoulder before taking her hand and guiding it between her legs. “Touch yourself.”
She licked her lips and nodded before rubbing a bit tentatively at her clit. He waited patiently, rubbing her hip, ignoring his throbbing cock and his almost irrepressible need to slide his dick all the way into her magnificently tight ass.
It only took a few minutes for her to start rocking her body against him as her pleasure grew. She took an inch of him without even realizing it, as she pressed back against him and rubbed hard at your clit.
“Feel good, honey?” He said as he reached between them and pushed apart her ass cheeks.
“Yes,” she panted. She made a squeal of pleasure as she rubbed her clit with firm circular strokes. “I’m close.”
“Good,” he said. “Come for me, honey. I want to see you coming all over your fingers.”
She cried out and her body arched as she pinched her clit. He pushed in fully as her orgasm consumed her, moaning loudly when her ass clenched around his dick while she climaxed.
She panted and moaned and rubbed at her clit as he slowly slid in and out of her ass with short, gentle pushes. She collapsed against him, panting loudly and he palmed one small breast before kissing her neck. He continued to thrust in and out, his hand moving to her hip to hold her steady.
“Jackson,” she moaned.
“Yeah, honey?”
“It feels…good.”
He smiled and kissed her shoulder again. “Spread your legs for me.”
She did what he asked, and he slipped two thick fingers into her tight pussy as he thrust a little harder. She cried out, her pussy and her ass clenching around him. He groaned into her ear. “Fuck, honey, you’re gonna make me come.”
“I want you to,” she whispered.
“Soon. I want you to come again first.”
“Oh God,” sh
e shivered against him as he thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy and his cock in and out of her ass. “It’s so….good.”
He groaned when she began to meet each of his thrusts. “Your little ass is so tight,” he panted. “So fucking tight. That’s right, honey, take my cock in your ass.”
She moaned, her hips rocking back and forth, her ass smacking against his pelvis in a quick, hard rhythm. He stroked her pussy harder and faster and when she made a harsh cry and came again, he thrust deep and allowed himself to come as well. Her ass clenched around him and he shouted her name as he pushed in and out. He was almost crushing her into the bed, and he forced himself to withdraw slowly before collapsing on his back. She stayed on her side, her body trembling, as he disposed of the condom before spooning her again.
“Honey? Are you okay?” He could hear the worry in his voice. He’d been so rough at the end, had almost lost control.
“I feel awesome,” she said. “How about you?”
“Incredible.”
She rolled to face him and he palmed her ass, squeezing it lightly, as she ran her fingers through the hair on his chest. “I’m sorry if I was too rough.”
“You weren’t,” she said. ‘I mean, I’ll probably be a little sore, but I think that’s to be expected, right?”
He nodded and she smiled at him. “Thank you, Jackson.”
“I should be the one thanking you,” he said. “I just had sex without Ian. Do you know how long it’s been since that happened? Over six months.”
“Congratulations.” She yawned like it was no big deal and he laughed before kissing her on the mouth.
“Seriously, Chloe. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I’m going to have a quick shower.” She kissed his chest. “I’ll be back in a bit, okay?”
“Okay.” This time he yawned, and as she slid out of the bed and walked naked to the bathroom, he threw his arm over his eyes and grinned. He’d had sex with Chloe. He’d had sex without Ian there and maybe, just maybe, he wasn’t about to screw up his life and Ian’s.
Chapter Fourteen
Ian couldn’t stop the eager grin on his face as he slipped into the house. Chloe’s car was in the driveway and just seeing it had immediately put him in a good mood. The house was dark and quiet, and he quickly walked upstairs. He could hear the shower and the bathroom door was partially open. Steam drifted into the hallway as he eased the door open further and stepped into the room.
