by Claire Adams
I woke up feeling gloriously satiated. My night of lovemaking with Jet was more than I could have ever asked for. It was sexy, passionate, and made me ache for more. Jet was the kind of guy that worried more about my pleasure than he did his own. He focused on trying to please me and make me cum before he would consider worrying about his own pleasure.
Every time I thought about the night before, a smile crept across my face. It had been so wonderfully intoxicating. How would I ever get enough of Jet? Did I have to, or could we not just hump like rabbits every hour of the day? I giggled at the thought, and rolled over to where he was sleeping. He was lying with his back to me, and I curled up against him. He groaned as I spooned him from behind. I wrapped my arm around the front of him, and he took my hand from the other side. His body was warm against me, and I felt safe, even though it was me with my arms around him, and not the other way around. He held my hand tight as if he couldn't bear it if I pulled away from him at that moment.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
“Good morning,” I said against his shoulder in a whisper. I kissed his shoulder and squeezed him tight. He released me, and rolled over toward me. He pulled me to him by grasping the back of my neck. He kissed me fully on the mouth, even though he had yet to open his eyes. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I sucked on it.
He opened his eyes finally, and smiled at me. “God, what time is it? You get up way too early, baby. We need to go back to sleep.”
“Do we have to?”
“I think so. I'm beat.”
I leaned in and kissed his mouth. I loved the taste of him, every inch of him. His face was addicting, and I needed to kiss him.
“No, no,” I whispered. “We can't go back to sleep.”
He laughed. “Baby, please.”
“How about I make you a deal? You give me what I want, and I will give you want you want.”
He raised an eyebrow. “What do you have in mind?”
“I want you again. If you give me what I want, then I will let you go to sleep again.”
“Oh really?”
I giggled. “Yes, really.”
He pulled me to him once again. “Well, I guess I'm going to have to give you what you want then.”
He smiled and kissed me deeply. I was wearing panties and a T-shirt from the night before, and he lifted my shirt to feel my breasts. I moaned at his touch. He then put his fingers against my panties and rubbed me. I moaned eagerly; I could not wait to have him inside me once again. He continued to rub me harder, which caused me to get really excited.
“You make me so horny, Jet.”
“Mmm.”
“Please ...” I moaned. I wanted him so badly. I had an ache between my legs that needed to be extinguished, and only Jet could do that for me. He was rubbing his fingers against my clit, causing me to soak my panties.
I touched his cock through his pants, feeling him grow against my hand. I loved it when he got so hard for me. It made me feel powerful that I had control over whether his cock grew hard or not. That he wanted me that badly. I began to slide down the flannel pants he wore to bed the night before. I tossed them over the side of the bed, and felt his cock push hard against his underwear. I wanted him badly, I couldn't wait to have his cock inside me, and I ached for it. It seemed like every minute that went by was an eternity.
“God, you're so sexy.” He slid his fingers inside me and started pumping. I moaned, feeling incredible as he finger-fucked me. He was making me incredibly horny, and I didn't know how much I could stand. I wanted his cock to slide inside me, and please me better than anything else could. Only his cock could take away the ache, and bring me to an orgasm like nothing else.
I slid out of my panties, took his hand, and spread my legs. I just couldn't wait any longer to have him. By the look on his face, he approved of my move. Jet climbed on top of me and gazed down at me with a smile on his face.
“Do you want me, baby?”
“Yes, Jet. I need you; please come inside me.”
He bent down low and kissed me on the mouth. He slid his tongue in my mouth and I accepted it. I never felt safer than when he kissed me.
“You look incredible.”
I smiled up at him. “Please, Jet, stop teasing me.” He smiled, going in for another lingering kiss.
Jet entered my wet pussy immediately, and pushed in hard. He had never fucked me hard before, and I eagerly took him in. I loved it as he pushed into me, and I ached for more. I had never felt so incredibly desirable, but Jet was doing that for me with very little effort. He pulled out of me and flipped me over. I stuck my ass in the air and waited eagerly. He pushed inside me again, and my eyelids fluttered with the intense pleasure going through my body.
I moaned his name, and cried out when his cock thrust inside me, hard. He felt incredible, and his forcefulness made me crazy. He was a great lover, and although I wasn't used to being fucked in this manner, I loved it. Maybe it was the sex, or maybe it was just Jet, and the fact that our connection caused craziness between us. Either way, I really couldn't get enough of the guy. I felt amazing, and he filled me up completely. I couldn't get enough of him, I wanted more and more, and he had only just begun. This would easily be one of the best nights with Jet I had ever had.
He was fucking me good and hard, and I felt an orgasm building. He was hitting every nerve inside me, and I thought that I would lose my mind. He had connected with my G-spot, and the world was starting to get a little fuzzy. I knew an explosive orgasm was coming, and I couldn't wait.
“Jet, I'm going to cum.”
He moved inside of me faster, causing me to build up rapidly, and go over the edge of control. I cried out in ecstasy, feeling the waves of passion thrashing inside me. I needed him, needed this right now. He came inside me, and his movements slowed. He moved inside me, in and out slowly as he finished cumming inside of me. I sighed deeply and rolled over onto my back.
“That felt so good, Jet; your cock makes me feel so good.”
“It's all you, sweetheart.” He kissed my forehead and rested himself beside me. I made him feel complete, and he couldn't imagine me ever being away from his side. I rolled into him and we snuggled together on the couch together.
We fell asleep together, as that was the deal, and I nuzzled into him.
Chapter Two
Jet
It seemed to me that I was addicted. That's right, I was a full on addict, and I didn't even care. I may need to get some help eventually, but for the time being I was more than okay with being addicted. My drug of choice was always within reach, I never had to give it up, so I wanted to be able to keep it. My drug of choice, of course, was Natalie, and she was one person that I could not get enough of. I was pretty sure that she felt the same way, but she was still a mystery to me, and I wasn't always entirely sure that I had won her over.
The past few days had been incredible, spending time with her, and the sex had just been out of this world. She really seemed to be opening up to me in the bedroom, and I couldn't ask for anything better than that. I was happy--better than happy; I couldn't imagine my life without the girl at that point. She was perfection, and I wasn't sure how I had become so lucky to have her.
That morning I was due to pick her up at her apartment, and from that point we were planning on going to the school. Natalie had been asked once again to decorate the school with the art students, and she had asked if I wanted to come along. Truth be told, I wanted to be around her every chance I got, so at that point, I would have agreed to do just about anything if it meant we could hang out.
I dressed casually in jeans and a hoodie, and headed to the kitchen to grab some food. Kyle was making bacon and eggs, and I loved the fact that he was always up before me, and making food. I never seemed to have the time to cook huge meals. I was more of a grab-and-go kind of guy. I would grab fruit or granola, and head out the door. But Kyle loved breakfast, and always made sure he had time to have a good meal.
“Hey ma
n, want grub?”
“Yes, that would be fantastic, thanks.”
He set the bacon down on the table and started making some eggs. I picked up a couple of pieces of bacon and popped them into my mouth. The salty flavor made me really happy. I grabbed another piece of bacon as I watched the eggs sizzle. Kyle flipped them over and got a couple of plates out. He popped eggs on the plate and set some toast down on the side of the plate.
“Thanks, man.”
“Yeah, no problem.”
I broke open the yolks of my eggs with the toast, and soaked them. I popped the pieces in my mouth, enjoying the flavor. It was a great start to the day, and it was about to get better the moment I saw Natalie.
I finished my breakfast and rinsed the plate in the sink.
“I gotta run and get Natalie. I'll see you later.”
“What are you guys up to today?”
“I'm just helping her out with a thing at school. No big deal, but she asked me to help, so I'm going to.”
“Sounds boring, man.”
I laughed. “Maybe the task, but being around Natalie definitely isn't. I love hanging out with her, so it doesn't really matter what we are doing.”
Kyle just shrugged, and I took that as my cue to get out of there.
I headed out the door and down the stairs to my car. As I was driving to Natalie's place, I started wondering if I could sneak her away to some janitor's closet in the school to have my way with her. I wasn't sure how she would feel about some kinky action, but I was sure it wouldn't be too hard to convince her of it. Like I said, she was becoming quite the little firecracker in the bedroom, so I had the feeling that between the two of us we could have a pretty steamy sex life if we put our minds to it. I had no issue with helping her out for the day, so maybe she wouldn't mind a little side action at the school. The more I thought about it, the more excited I became.
I pulled up in front of her apartment and ran up the stairs to her apartment door. She opened it immediately. I went inside and pulled her close to me. Our lips joined at once, and when I felt her tongue touch mine I almost lost control.
“Whoa, down boy. What got into you?”
“Awe, babe, I just love kissing you.”
“Mmm, well I love kissing you, too.”
“Are you sure we don't have time for a little bedtime play before we go?”
She giggled. “I would love to, darling, but it's just not going to happen. We have to get going and get this stuff done. I know it's not the most exciting thing you could ever do, but nonetheless, we’ve got to do it.”
“It's okay, Natalie, I don't mind helping, and I know it will be fun, because we're doing it together.”
“Really? That's how you really feel?”
I laughed. “I would rather do anything else but school activities, but I also don't want to be apart from you. So let's get going.”
She smiled at me and pulled my face to hers again. We started making out, our kisses growing even more passionate as we stood at her door. I had to really restrain myself from tearing off her clothes right then and there. She was so beautiful and sexy, and I wanted to try her in every position I could possibly get her in. My mind was going in circles with all the things I wanted to do to her, but I had to focus on behaving myself for the time being.
She turned from me and went to grab her purse on the counter. We headed out the door and went down the stairs. We got in my car after exiting the building.
When we arrived at the school, I followed Natalie to her classroom. There were probably about 30 students there, waiting to get started on the project.
The dean had liked what the art students had done for Halloween so much that she put them in charge of making sure the school looked festive for Christmas. Natalie had spent a week with the students devising what was to be showcased throughout the school. They had some original pieces that were going to look incredible. We had one of the most authentic designs in the entire city, and there weren't any other schools in the area that allowed their art students to have control over decorating the whole school for the holidays. Not only did the dean want the art students to decorate, but she insisted that Natalie be in charge of the project once again. Natalie had been quite proud of herself for getting such an honor, but I had to say that maybe I was even more proud of her. She seemed to be doing really well in her program, and I saw bright things for her future. I just hoped that I, too, would be one of those bright things she wanted for her future.
The students had made various art creations. Some were canvases and others were sculptures, but they were all in the Christmas theme. Some of the canvases were over 10 feet tall, and were incredible. I had never paid much attention to art prior to knowing Natalie, but now that I was suddenly immersed in it, I was amazed by the talent all around me. The school was known for its great art program, but I had never cared before Natalie. Now I could see why the program was so popular.
I went to Natalie’s side and kissed her on the cheek. She smiled at me, coming in close. We kissed right there in front of everyone, and I didn't have a care in the world. A few of the students started clapping until we stopped. Natalie blushed a deep red, and it was so endearing that I kissed her on the cheek.
“We should get going so we can get done.”
I nodded. “Whatever you say, baby.”
We went around the campus with the crowd and started dispersing the decorations everywhere. By the time we were done, it looked like a modern-day Christmas wonderland all around campus, and it was just what everyone needed to start to get into the Christmas spirit.
Chapter Three
Natalie
My projects were all coming due that week, and I needed to make sure I had a handle on things. I had been getting behind with my schoolwork as Jet had now become a welcome new distraction. We spent almost all of our time together, and in truth, I wouldn't have it any other way. My feelings for Jet were growing by the day, and I was so glad that I had given him the benefit of the doubt. He certainly wasn’t the guy that I thought he was; in fact, he was completely perfect for me. I had messaged him earlier in the day to ask him to come over and finish the project with me. I needed to submit my drawings in the a.m., and I shouldn't have put it off so long. But we had been having so much fun together, and in addition to my obligations with decorating the school campus, I had lost track of time on my projects.
Jet agreed to come by that evening, and I was now in the process of preparing for his arrival. I had put out my easel, and prepared my paper and pencils with it. I had a bottle of wine chilled, and I had informed Julie that it would be in her best interest to stay out for the night, as I planned on seducing Jet after our drawing project ended, and we might end up being a little loud. She had roared when I said it, but then quickly packed an overnight bag and left the apartment. After the fact, I wondered where she was going to spend the night. It hadn't even occurred to me that she might be seeing someone. She hadn't mentioned a thing to me. I would have to interrogate her the next time I saw her. I smiled at the thought; I would love to know if it was the guy we had joked about having pity sex with.
I headed to my bedroom and walked around, picking things up off the floor. I wanted to dress a little sexier for this rendezvous. I searched my closet for a tight-fitting tank top with embellishments, and a pair of jeans. I had on white lace panties and a bra, and I couldn't wait for Jet to take them off of me.
There was a knock at the door, and I headed back out to the living area. I went to the door and swung it open, seeing my handsome boyfriend standing on the other side.
“Hey baby, you look amazing.” He came into my apartment and kissed me full on the lips. I melted into him. He smelled fantastic, and I almost considered having him take my clothes off immediately. Screw the drawing; I wanted this boy inside me.
But of course, the responsible side of me always took over, and I decided to make sure I had my drawing done so that I could hand it in the next day.
“I missed
you, sweetheart, and you look so good.” He wrapped his arms around me and started rubbing my ass.
“Down boy. We have work to do.”
“I want to go to work on you, baby.”
I laughed. “I promise you we will roll in the hay, but first we have to get this done.”
“Mmm, sounds good to me. Let's get going on this, then.”
I went into the kitchen, took the wine off the ice, and poured us both a glass. I handed him one, and took a sip from mine.
“Oh, this is a good one. I will have to remember this.” I picked up the bottle of wine and checked out the label.
“Yeah, it is pretty good.” He smiled.
“Okay, let's get to it.”
“What do you want from me this time?”
“Everything off, sweetheart.”
“No, you said you wouldn't make me take off my clothes.” He laughed.
“I know I said that, but I was lying. I need you to take your clothes off.”
“Baby, don't do this to me.”
I giggled. “Sorry. But you have to do as I say, and I want you naked.”
“Whoa, baby, you're going to get me excited.”
“Well, that sounds good to me. I wouldn't mind seeing you hard. Hard as a rock.”
By the look on his face, I was sure I gotten him excited to the point where he would be hard. That was exactly the look I wanted for my portrait.
“No socks, no shirt, no jeans, and definitely no boxer shorts, baby. Now get out of those clothes and let’s get started.”
He went over to his usual spot against the wall in the living room, and started to undress. I admired his body the entire time, and I smiled when he finally dropped his boxer shorts. God, he looked amazing. His cock stood hard before me, and I wanted more than anything to take him in my mouth, and suck him good. Whoa, my emotions were getting completely out of control, and that wasn't a good thing. I needed to focus on the drawing before me, and I had to remember that.
“You look so good. By the way, it's not going to be easy drawing you looking like that.”
