by Fiala, PJ
“You taste so good, Joci. I’m going to feed on you every day. Your tight little pussy is sucking my finger in and holding on so tight. My cock is going to feel amazing inside of you. “
His finger continued sliding in and out of her. He hooked his finger so he massaged her G-spot. Joci began panting and quaking. She couldn’t stop herself. He felt so good. His mouth on her, his finger moving inside of her, her senses were assaulted on every level.
“Come on, baby. Come for me,” Jeremiah coaxed.
Joci let herself go. She came apart under him, letting her climax take over. The instant she came, he pulled his finger out of her and thrust his tongue inside to taste her. He moaned, sending the vibrations through her body. Joci whimpered at the feeling. Jeremiah continued to lap at her through her orgasm. He lifted her hips a little higher and licked inside of her.
Joci’s body was vibrating. It had been so long since she had had an orgasm like that. No, actually, she had never had an orgasm like that one.
Jeremiah started moving up her body.
“Now that you’re good and wet, I’m coming in.”
Jeremiah breathed in lightly. “Do I need a condom, Joci?”
Joci shook her head no. “I’m on the pill.”
Jeremiah furrowed his brows and looked at her.
“Female thing,” Joci breathed.
Jeremiah kissed her, lightly alternating between kissing her, licking her lips and nipping her lips. His rhythm was intoxicating. She felt the head of his cock at her opening, lightly pushing himself in. He continued to keep her occupied as he slowly entered her. He pushed the head through her opening and stopped a moment.
He pushed in a little farther. Joci gasped at the feel of him inside of her. She felt filled completely. Jeremiah pulled almost all of the way out and pushed in again, a little farther this time. Joci sighed at the feeling. No one had ever filled her like this. Jeremiah kissed her neck and nibbled up to her ear.
“I’m coming in all the way now, Joci.”
What? With that, he pulled out until just the head of his cock was in her and, slowly pushed himself in all the way. Joci hissed out a breath. God, she felt impossibly full. She froze at the feel of him all the way inside of her.
“Can you feel how great that is, Joci? I’m inside of you all the way.”
Jeremiah was still for a moment, letting Joci get used to him. He could feel her throbbing, though. It was maddening, staying still inside of her, letting her body accommodate his size. Fuck, she was tight. She felt unbelievable. She was sucking him inside of her and fisting him like the tightest glove. He was shaking and having a hard time catching his breath.
Jesus, he had never felt like this inside a woman before. He had had sex plenty of times over his forty-five years of life. He enjoyed sex. This was different. His cock ached. It actually hurt, it was so hard. And feverishly hot. As soon as he slid inside of Joci, some of the ache subsided. Some of the fire quenched but he needed more. He needed to move and ease the pain.
Joci closed her eyes and enjoyed how he felt inside of her. He was large and she felt so full and God, he was deep. She never would have believed that a man could be so deep inside of her. She could feel him pulsing and it felt like nothing she had ever felt before. Joci’s G-spot was being massaged at this moment and that had never happened. The way he felt against her body was the most sensuous feeling she had ever experienced. He was hard where she was soft and right now, he was hard in just the right place.
Jeremiah started moving inside of her and Joci let out a breath. She didn’t realize she had been holding it, but, holy shit, he was hitting the right spot now and, she could already feel the budding of another orgasm. Places deep inside of her were being rubbed, which sent vibrations and wetness straight to where Jeremiah was rubbing.
Slowly Jeremiah moved in and out, loving the tight feel of her. She was wet and tight and his cock loved this feeling. Jeremiah kissed her again, his tongue mimicking the movements his hips were making. He ground his hips against her clit and she expelled all the air from her lungs. In his wildest dreams, Jeremiah hadn’t dreamt this feeling. He had never felt like this before. The feelings were running through him like a train runs along the tracks, hard and fast. His heart was pounding in his ears, in his chest. He was afraid it would beat right out of his body.
She was so wet, hot, and so fucking tight. And the way her body felt against his, her curves accommodating his hardness in every place they touched. It was perfect. She was perfect.
She was his now and he would kill anyone that tried to take her away from him. This is the feeling he had waited his whole life for, this belonging to someone and someone belonging to him. Yup, he was a goner, that was for sure.
“God, Jeremiah, you feel like heaven.”
Jeremiah thought she was the one that felt like heaven. He kissed her neck and her cheeks and her forehead. His hands and arms slid just behind her shoulders as he held her in place, all the while moving in and out of her.
“I need you to come again, Joci. Come for me.”
Joci shoved her hands in Jeremiah’s hair and fisted them tight, which caused him to groan. Ahhhhhh, that sound drove her crazy. She started moving her hips faster and grinding into Jeremiah. Her climax was building fast, her breathing becoming ragged and jerky. She was mewling and moaning. He felt so damn good inside of her. She placed her feet on the bed, her knees in the air so she could push harder. She needed him to claim her, to ride her hard.
“Harder, Jeremiah…harder,” she breathed.
Was she kidding? God, her mewling and begging was spurring him on. He pumped harder, mating with her like an animal. It was primal and feral, the way he was pumping into her. He would never have imagined she would be able to tolerate his need for rougher sex. He began to shake, just imagining all the things he would do to her, with her. And this wild mating, mingling with her, was the stuff of his fantasies. Jesus, he was about to come. Jeremiah pumped like never before. His cock was on fire and the pooling heat low in his belly was becoming unbearable. Faster and faster, he pumped into her, ramming his cock into her tight opening, trying to ease the pain.
He was sweating and panting, pushing into her hard and fast. “I need you to come again, Joci…now, come now for me.”
He pumped into her a few more times until she cried out his name as she came again, pushing Jeremiah over the edge. His vision blurred. All he could see were spots. His breathing was ragged and choppy. He felt like he was going to blow apart. Jesus, an orgasm had never built like this. When he came, it was explosive.
Jeremiah rested his forehead on Joci’s and waited until he was able to move. That had just been the most intense experience of his life. What the fuck had just happened here? There were no words. It was as if something amazing, other-worldly had come over him. His life just changed in the most profound way. He had never felt such a desire about another person in his life. This, this was something on another level, and he couldn’t explain it. He just knew Joci was perfect for him.
When Jeremiah thought about it really hard, this past year was the first year that he looked forward to the next day, hoping he would see Joci that day or at a minimum, hear from her. On the days when they had ride meetings, he was the most excited because he knew for sure he would see her.
Yes, Jeremiah was in deep with Joci, and after making love to her, he would never live without her in his life.
Joci was very quiet under him. Jeremiah moved to pull himself out of her, but just the thought of pulling out of her crushed him. Instead, he tightened his arms around her and rolled over so she was on top of him. As soon as they had rolled over, Joci slid her legs up so her knees were alongside his flanks and sat up, pushing herself all the way down on him.
She looked at him, her eyes wide, when she realized he was still hard and becoming harder as she moved. He watched her. He put his hands on her hips and pushed her down further, loving the way she felt on top of him.
“Ride me, Joci.”
Joci smiled at him. Her smile was so beautiful. She had eyes the color of a winter storm, gray and smoldering and dimples that framed her perfect teeth. Jesus, he could look at her all day and all night and not get tired of looking at her. She was like water to a man walking in the desert. She quenched a thirst in him he didn’t even know he had, but now that he knew, he couldn’t live without her.
Joci started to move on Jeremiah. First slowly up and down, God…he stretched her as far as she could stretch. Then she moved back and forth a little, never taking her eyes off him. She could look into his eyes for the rest of her life. They were so green and intense.
Joci continued rocking on top of Jeremiah, watching the emotions play on his face. His eyes never left her as she rode him, up and down and back and forth. She ran her hands up his abdomen and over his chest. She loved the way he felt to her touch. Sometimes he quivered under her hands. She ran her hands over his chest, and his nipples puckered up tight. She pinched his nipples and his nostrils flared.
Joci leaned forward and sucked one of his nipples into her mouth, and flicked it with her tongue. He tightened his grip on her hips. She would probably wear his bruises tomorrow, but she didn’t care. He shoved her down on his cock, at the same time rising up to meet her. He wanted to be deeper in her, but he didn’t know how he was going to get there. He slid his feet back to his ass, raising his knees in the air so he could get more leverage and thrust up into Joci when she dropped down on him.
Joci gasped as he drove deeper into her. He raised his hands and linked his fingers with hers.
“Hang on to me, Joci, and ride me.”
That’s exactly what she did. Sliding up and down on him and sometimes lifting her legs right off the bed so she only had him to stop her, shoving him inside of her all the way, Joci rode. This feeling she couldn’t quite put it into words. It was like a fire or an itch she couldn’t scratch. Jeremiah was able to scratch it. She began riding him faster and harder. Her skin became shiny with moisture as her breathing grew ragged.
So was his, thrusting up into her with every move she made. He would never get deep enough. Joci could feel the heat pooling low inside of her. She cried out as she came.
Jeremiah thrust into her while she came and held himself in place.
“Do it again, Joci. Come again.”
He would drain her of every ounce of moisture she had in her body. Come again? Fuck! He continued to thrust into her and she regained her control and started riding him again. She was doubtful she could, but she tried. Rocking and pushing on to him with all of her strength, it shocked her to feel her orgasm building so soon. She was still watching Jeremiah and her eyes got big when she felt her orgasm coming.
He smiled at her. “I’m ready when you are.”
They were thrusting and riding, breathing hard and sweating, working toward the same goal. Joci’s face changed as she started to come. Her eyes clouded over and she almost looked pained, but it was so beautiful watching her come. He wanted to see that over and over again. She pushed herself down hard on Jeremiah and came just as he groaned out her name and came with her.
He grabbed her hips and pushed himself into her deeply as he continued to release into her. God, he didn’t think it would end; never had his orgasms been so strong.
Joci collapsed onto Jeremiah’s chest, trying to catch her breath. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. His thumbs rubbed circles on her back, gently stroking. It was soothing, feeling him hold her and rub her back. Joci closed her eyes. She was overcome with emotion, and the tears slipped out of her eyes, slid down the side of her face, and onto Jeremiah’s chest. She couldn’t control it, she was so overwhelmed.
Jeremiah felt the moisture and moved his hands to cup her head. He pulled her face up to look at him and concern clouded his features.
“God, Joci, are you okay. Did I hurt you?”
Joci shook her head. She swallowed a couple of times until she thought she could speak. Jeremiah kept looking at her and wiped the tears away with his thumbs.
“Please tell me you’re okay, Joci. I never meant to hurt you.”
Joci started to sit up but he held her in place.
“I’m okay…I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to start crying. This…it was…sorry.”
Joci swallowed again. Her voice was so soft, almost a whisper.
“I’m overwhelmed. I’ve never felt like this before.”
Yeah, he was a goner all right. Jeremiah pulled her back down onto his chest and held her tight. He swallowed hard a few times, too. That was the most intense moment of his life as well. After a few moments, Jeremiah took a deep breath.
“I know what you mean, Joci. That was overwhelming for me, too. I never dreamed a person could feel this way.”
His voice was cracked and jerky.
They lay together for a few minutes, and Jeremiah rolled over so Joci was at his side. He pulled out of her. God, even that was erotic, just feeling himself slide out of her almost made him hard as a rock again.
Joci felt it as well; she whimpered a little when he pulled out.
“Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
Joci watched him roll off the bed and walk to the bathroom. What a beautiful view that was. He had a great ass. He also had a tattoo across his back, from shoulder blade to shoulder blade. She hadn’t noticed it before. But then, she had never seen him with his shirt off before. She heard the faucet turn on and water splash a little and, soon he was back with a warm cloth to wipe her up. Joci reached up to grab the cloth and he stopped her.
“I want to.”
Jeremiah finished cleaning both of them up and then climbed back into bed and pulled Joci close.
“Is there anything you need, Joci?”
She whispered, “No, thank you. I’m fine.”
He wrapped his arms around her tighter and took a deep breath.
Joci swallowed hard, trying to keep her stupid emotions under control. Her heart was beating so erratically. She leaned up on her elbow and looked down at him. Jeremiah grabbed her and pulled her to him hard, afraid to let go. His voice cracked.
“I know you’re scared. I don’t want to make your life harder. I want to make it easier.”
Joci took a deep shaky breath. “I’m scared shitless, to be honest, Jeremiah.”
Jeremiah’s mind was racing. He wanted to earn her trust. He knew in his mind that was going to be hard, but he wanted to earn it. Finally, he had a chance!
“It’s been a long fucking year, Joci.”
Joci lay next to Jeremiah, thinking about all of this. It was inevitable that they would be together, but when she had woken up this morning, she would never have imagined she would be lying here with him tonight, naked and exhausted. It wasn’t going to be all sweetness and light touching; he seemed to like it hard and rough, too. That excited Joci. She had been afraid to tell her lovers in the past that she liked it harder. Not that she had that many—she surely had not—but it seemed nasty and dirty to want a man to push hard into her. She wasn’t able to put it into words what she liked, but she really enjoyed the way Jeremiah seemed to read her and give her just what she needed.
“Do you want to talk?”
Joci leaned up again and giggled. “You want to talk? I thought men didn’t like talking after sex.”
Jeremiah smiled at her, saying nothing else. His chest was still rising and falling from the exertion; his sexy eyes were still hooded.
Joci chuckled. “You’ll need to get me home soon anyway.”
Jeremiah snorted. “You are home, Joci. You’re staying with me tonight. If you think that was all there was for tonight, you have another thing coming. As for the days to come, we’ll play it by ear, but I want to be with you. Not just when the mood strikes you, but all the time. We’ll need to discuss this further, but I don’t want to sleep alone ever again. I want you in my arms.”
Joci cocked her head to the side and looked at Jeremiah. “You don’t think this is moving way to
o fast?”
Jeremiah sat up and looked at Joci with question in his eyes. “You’re kidding, right? I just told you it was a long fucking year. We’ve had close to a year to think about each other, talk to each other, work with each other, and think about what we wanted. As far as I’m concerned, we’re way behind the ball on this.”
Joci looked at Jeremiah and her face softened. “I’m sorry. You know this isn’t going to be easy. Jeremiah, I see the way women look at you and fawn over you. That’s what has kept me away for this year. I’ve been cheated on and lied to. I have a real trust problem. You might want to walk away right now so I don’t drive you crazy.”
“I’m not walking away, Joci. I know you have trust issues. Remember, I’m the one who was trying to get you to go out with me, to spend time with me. I’ve watched you struggle with your feelings for me and not want to admit them. I wish I could make them go away, but I can’t. What I can do is stick with you and hang on tight. That’s what I intend to do. And, just so we’re clear, I’ve never had another lover. I’ve fucked women, but I’ve never made love to them. I just made love to you. I can’t explain it, but that was intense, amazing, emotional, and completely consuming. You are my first and last lover.”
Joci watched Jeremiah’s eyes. She could see the honesty there. He never wavered when he looked at her. He didn’t fidget and twitch. He just looked at her like he was trying to mentally tell her he was telling the truth. She didn’t know what to say to him. She had never made love either. She didn’t know that until just now. She had fucked or been fucked, however you determined that, but had never made love. Now she knew what the fuss was about.
He hugged her tight and she wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him back. Her heart continued to race.
Chapter 10
After the Lovin’
Jeremiah and Joci lay back against the headboard. The candles were burning low and the light wasn’t nearly as bright, but still very beautiful. Jeremiah couldn’t stop looking at Joci. Every dream he ever had was of her. He hadn’t even met her yet, but he dreamed of her in his life. He dreamed of days laughing and loving and, nights of passion.
