Stroke of Midnight

by January Harper

  "On your knees."

  "I don't get to look at you?"

  "Next time."

  My mouth watered at the thought of how soon he'd be prepared to go again, as I flipped over and got on my knees. In seconds Jake gripped my hip with one hand and with the other, guided the head of his cock between my still-soaking folds.

  "God, you should see this," he murmured, pushing in slowly. He took hold of my hips with both hands once the head of his cock was inside me and held me still, though I wanted to push back. "You should see the way my cock looks fucking you."

  A shiver ran up my spine at his words and I wriggled my hips from side to side. "Get inside me, then. Every inch."

  Jake gave a quiet laugh, slid inside a little more. His cock stretched my already slick pussy; he was big enough to hurt if I hadn't already been so aroused.

  "Oh God, just get in me, will you?"

  "You should see this. Every time I move, you get wetter and wetter. My cock's covered. You're so tight, Lex. Jesus, I'm going to come in seconds." He hissed in a breath between gritted teeth - I couldn't see him but recognised the sound. He gave me more of his cock, filling me up, taking me to the edge of pain, then eased back. He moved slowly, obviously trying to hold back, to delay coming as quickly as he had before.

  I moved my knees wider apart, making myself tighter for him, and pushed back; he let me this time, although he kept his hands on me. I felt his thumbs pulls me even further open, and groaned when the head of his cock rammed against the deepest part of me.

  "God, you're so big," I moaned. "You're going to tear me in two." And I pushed back against him, meeting each desperate thrust. "Harder, Jake." When I used his name he seemed to like it, fucking me even faster. As if the word made me seem needier, more desperate for him to pound me as hard as he could.

  Jake railed me so hard and deep I could barely catch my breath; the only noise that came out of me was a helpless grunt whenever I tried to speak, or a barely-there yeah.

  "So good," he said, his cock fucking me faster and faster, and I wondered how he managed to say a thing at all. "Your pussy, so wet, feels so good, I'm gonna come." He slid one hand up from my hip and grabbed at my nipple, twisting it as he circled his hips, getting closer to the edge. "I'm gonna come inside your tight little pussy and-" He lost control and thrust one last time, and collapsed, barely managing to support himself on shaking arms.

  I felt his heart thundering against my back, and his hot breath on my skin.

  "Sorry." He gulped back some air. "Sorry."

  "Stop apologising." I laughed. "I wanted you to come inside me."

  "Yeah, but...couldn't wait." Jake panted, slid out of me, his skin slick with the sweat of exertion. "Gotta get rid of this. Be right back."

  While he was out of the room I stayed exactly where I was, face down on top of his bed. I didn't need to get under the covers; the room was warm enough as it was, or maybe it was being fucked by Jake Solomon that had raised my temperature. I liked being on top of the sheets anyway. That way the only thing I felt was skin on skin.

  The door opened and floorboards creaked, and the mattress dipped on his side as Jake returned. He lifted my hips, told me "Stay like that," and moved back. I wondered if he was going to fuck me again but even Jake Solomon couldn't be hard that soon after railing me from behind.

  His weight shifted behind me, then his hands were between my legs, and his mouth. Just like before, he wrapped his arms around my thighs and pulled me closer, but it was different this time, being in control, riding his mouth.

  "Oh God, yes, fuck, just like that," I gasped, when he licked my pussy, thrust his tongue as deep as it would go. My hips bucked against the movement of his tongue and I rocked back and forward, coating his face in my juices.

  He moaned against me, licking my pussy eagerly, and letting me control the speed at which he tongue-fucked me. I slid over Jake's mouth easily, soaked in arousal, and came, screaming, when he pulled my pussy lips apart and roughly shoved his fingers all the way in.

  I shifted slightly, my clit extra-sensitive with the power of my orgasm, gasping into the bedcovers. Jake leaned up, carried on licking me along the length of my pussy lips, murmuring against my skin how much he loved eating my cunt.

  Moaning and shuddering, I rubbed myself against him, Jake's appreciative noises vibrating against my pussy. I thought he was going to lick me clean but just as I couldn't take any more, he stopped, disentangled himself from between my legs, and came up to join me.

  Jake wrapped his arms around me, pulled me in for a kiss, sucking my tongue and letting me taste my own wetness in his face. "God, that was hot," he murmured. "The way you tasted, rubbing your pussy against my face; I could eat you all night if you'd only let me."

  "God, Jake..." I shuddered, and ran my hand over his chest. "I don't think I ever met a guy who's as eager for it as you."

  "Well." He half-shrugged, awkward in this position, but he managed it. "I'm just getting back into the swing of things."

  "I'm feeling quite selfish now, taking advantage of you like this. But if you want to eat my pussy, you just go right ahead." I smiled against his lips, half-kissing him, and he laughed.

  "You did say you were here for me to do whatever I wanted, right?"

  "Sure."

  "Then..." He pushed himself up onto his forearms, looked down at me and grinned. "I guess you better open your legs so I can lick that soaking wet pussy of yours again, hadn't you?"

  Chapter Six

  It was already dark when Jake and I roused ourselves. For hours we'd been wrapped around each other on this bed, only stopping when we got so raw and sensitive we just couldn't come any more. Jake seemed obsessed with eating me out, using the excuse, "Well if you're sore, I'd better kiss it better, right?" as if he'd never been near a pussy before and was playing with a new toy.

  Not that I minded. I lost count of the number of times I came that evening.

  I checked my mobile phone for the time, and flopped back onto the bed. "Need to think about getting dressed again soon," I murmured halfheartedly. It was only out of tiredness, though, not reluctance to return to Dylan. I knew he'd keep me awake half the night, paying no attention to how sore and bruised I was. That was part of the bargain. I fuck Jake as much as I like, on the understanding Dylan got to screw me in every way he saw fit when we were back together.

  I doubted I'd be able to walk this time tomorrow.

  Jake pulled me in, wrapping his arms around me. "It was good while it lasted." And he kissed me again, lazily.

  I reached down between us, stroked his cock and it stirred, semi-hard. "I don't know how you do it."

  "Desperation to get laid," he replied. "And the sight of you with your legs wide open begging me to fuck your soaking wet pussy 'til it hurts."

  I groaned in response to his words. "God, you never stop."

  "Nope." Jake pushed himself through my encircling hand, groaning. "I'm doing exactly what you said. Making use of you while you're here." With one hand, he reached back to the bedside table, where we'd left the condoms earlier. It was important to keep them close by, after all.

  Jake tore the wrapper and had his cock sheathed in seconds, far more used to it now. Less hesitant. He slid his hand between my legs, but I told him no. To lie back. I wanted to go on top this time. He held his hands up in mock surrender. "I don't have a problem with that."

  Poised above him, I guided the head of Jake's cock between my pussy lips, let my juices coat him, get him slick enough to slide right in. I always seemed to be wet when I was with Jake, always ready for him.

  His back arched as I lowered myself onto him, let his hard cock fill me up again, but this time I was in control. He held onto my hips as I rolled them, gasping and telling me again how tight I was.

  "Maybe you've just got a huge cock," I teased. Not really teasing.

  "And you've always ready for it."

  I slid my hands over his abs, up his
chest, and leaned in to kiss him. The contact between us, my nipples hard and rubbing against his skin, felt so good. His grip on my hips tightened and he thrust up into me whenever I moved.

  "Uh-uh. I thought I was in control now?"

  "Come on, Lex, I've got to fuck you again."

  "No; I'm fucking you." And I pushed myself up again, rose up slightly, listened for his gasp, and lowered myself all the way back down onto his thick shaft. In the darkness, I knew he wouldn't see me clearly, but he'd see the outline as I reached up with both hands to cradle my breasts, squeezing them in the way he liked to do.

  "I love the sounds you make when you come."

  "You like it when I moan?"

  "Oh God, yeah, I love it when you moan and tell me you're going to come."

  "Do you like this? Like it when I touch myself?"

  "Jesus, Lex, you're so fucking hot like this, I-"

  "Like it when I tell you how good your cock feels as I ride it? How wet you're making me?" My voice shook as I got closer and closer; sparks shot up my spine as I slid my pussy up and down Jake's cock. Leaning back, I supported myself on one hand and the angle at which he thrust up into me made me gasp. "Oh yeah, that's it. Right there. Right there, Jake." I rubbed my clit, felt the familiar tightening inside me. "I'm gonna come, oh God, that's it, fuck me-" My eyes welled up with the strength of my orgasm as I came, and I fell forward, rode his cock until I could barely stand it.

  I leaned in to kiss him; Jake had a thing about sucking my tongue, my clit, my tits, any part of my body he could get his mouth on.

  "Not finished with you yet," he gasped, forcing himself up deeper into me, not giving me any rest. His fingers dug into my thighs and he panted with the exertion of fucking me from underneath.

  With Jake doing all the work even though I was on top, I let him take my weight, panted into his ear how good he felt. "Your cock's so big, Jake. You're making my tight little pussy sore."

  He grunted in response. "Nearly there. Nearly there, Lex, gonna come in that pussy; you like that, don't you? You love it when I fuck you like this?"

  I wanted to see what I could say to tip him over the edge, worried about going too far, embarrassing myself, but with the way Jake was gasping and moaning, forcing himself deeper into me with every thrust, I knew it wouldn't take much.

  "Fuck my pussy, Jake. Fuck it hard. Make me feel every inch of that cock. Yeah, make it hurt. Hurt me Jake, please."

  On my last word, he roared, arched his back and gave one final thrust, his hips bucking helplessly underneath me. He almost sounded like he was crying as he whimpered, came back down to earth.

  I settled my weight on him again and smiled against the side of his neck. "You enjoyed that, huh?"

  "Oh, Lex. You have no idea. You have no fucking idea how much I enjoy being with you."

  Chapter Seven

  I'd texted Dylan instead of phoning, to avoid embarrassing Jake. If he heard me on the phone to my boyfriend, well...it might have made things awkward.

  Getting ready to leave. Come and pick me up?

  After a minute or two, Dylan had replied Be there in ten minutes. I'll wait outside, to avoid making Jake uncomfortable. I hope he enjoyed you.

  "See?" I'd said in the middle of getting dressed again, and held out my phone. "Read this. He's cool with it."

  "Hmm." Jake had nodded, doing up the fly of his jeans. "Thoughtful."

  I wore my bra, blouse (top couple of buttons undone), skirt and shoes. Carried my jacket and handbag.

  Panties?

  "You keep these," I'd said, handing them to Jake. "Rub them on your cock next time you think of me and need to come." I'd been teasing, but he'd looked at me like maybe, just maybe, he would. If he couldn't be inside me, he'd have to make himself come.

  "So." He thrust his hands into his pockets and leaned against the wall by the front door. "This is it, then."

  "Yeah. This is it." I winked. "Have a good time?"

  "Hell, yeah. Best sex of my life." He held my wrist, rubbed his thumb back and forth.

  "You're just saying that because it's been a while. Once you've been with someone else, got another woman to compare it to..."

  "No." His hand on me tightened. "I enjoyed you. It was good. You can't deny it."

  "No. No, I can't," I agreed, and sighed heavily. "But, you know..." I shrugged, cast a glance at the door. "Dylan will be waiting."

  "Listen..." He bit his lip and my heart thudded, wondering what he was going to say. "I'm going to speak to Dylan. Call him, sometime."

  "Oh?"

  "Ask if he'd mind lending you to me again."

  "And don't I get any say in it?"

  "Would you mind?" Jake smirked as he spoke, knowing full well I wouldn't. "Would you mind lying there for a few hours with my head buried between your legs?"

  "Hmm. Can't say that sounds too bad." I laughed, stepped closer so we were in contact, though dressed now. "On one condition."

  "Name it."

  "I want Dylan there."

  "What?"

  "I want the both of you at the same time."

  "Jesus, Lex, that's...I..."

  "I'll put it to Dylan, but that's the deal. Both of you, next time. You can share me."

  "Fucking hell."

  "Yes? Or no?"

  "I, uh...well, yeah. I guess. Yeah, if he's cool with it."

  "Good." I smiled against his mouth, and his tongue darted out to tangle with mine. I shivered at the thought of having both of them on the same night, which, technically, was about to happen. But no, both in the same bed? I'd die of ecstasy. "I better go, Cowboy."

  "Yeah. Okay. Well, it's been..." He ran a hand through his hair, laughing nervously.

  "Yes." I nodded. "Yeah, it definitely has been." And as Jake held the door open for me, I stepped out into the tenement block and looked over my shoulder at him. "I can still feel you in me."

  Jake shuddered with arousal, not cold - I recognised the look by now.

  And I turned to go, back to the boyfriend who waited for me.

  The End

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