“How’s your grandfather?” I ask, wanting to know more about the past two years.
“He’s well. We’re going to the ranch for Thanksgiving.”
“Yeah? I’ll miss you.”
Jade chuckles. “I’ll miss you too. It’s only for three days. I’m looking forward to it. I haven’t seen him since the summer break.”
“I’m glad you’ll get to spend some time with him. Is the ranch still your favorite place?”
Jade nods against my neck. “Yeah, I love it there. What are you doing for Thanksgiving?”
I take a deep breath, and when I begin to feel hot, I say, “I need to take my shirt off. Cuddling creates a shit load of body heat.” I sit up and whip the fabric over my head, then drop it next to the bed. When I lie down again and wrap Jade up in my arms, she lets out a sigh as she snuggles her cheek to my chest. “You like that, hmmm?” I tease.
“Yeah,” she sighs. “My favorite place.”
“I thought the ranch was,” I continue to joke with her.
“Was. I have a new favorite place,” she mumbles.
I press a kiss to the top of her head and pull her body closer until she’s half draped over me. “You’re my favorite place too.”
Jade kisses the skin over my heart.
Owing her an answer, I say, “Thanksgiving is at Hana’s house this year.”
“It’s nice that your families take turns.”
“Yeah,” I agree. “I love how close we are.”
“Are we going to tell our families about us?” Jade asks, and resting her chin on my chest, she glances up at me. Her eyes sparkle in the dark, and as much as I want to kiss her right now, I know if I start, I won’t be able to stop.
“We can tell them when we’re ready,” I answer.
“Should we get them together and tell them in one go?”
I chuckle. “Good idea. That way, your dad can’t kill me.”
Jade begins to laugh, then says, “Don’t be too sure about that.”
Waking with Jade snuggled against my side is the best feeling ever.
Turning toward her, I wrap her in a tight hug and let out a happy sigh.
“Morning,” she mumbles.
“Morning,” my voice is still hoarse from sleep, and I clear my throat. “Let’s spend the day here. I just want to hold you.”
She wiggles out of my grasp and darts off the bed. “I’m first brushing my teeth and getting coffee. You want some?”
“Yeah,” I answer with a chuckle.
When she rushes out of the room, I get up to go brush my own teeth. I quickly go through my morning routine and make sure I smell okay before I go to lie back on the bed.
I glare at my dick and grumble, “You better behave today.”
Jade finally comes back with our coffees. She’s changed into a pair of shorts and a clean shirt. My eyes are glued to her bare legs as she hands me a mug, and I almost drop it.
When she goes to close the door again, she asks, “What’s the time? It looks like everyone’s still asleep.”
I check my watch, then say, “It’s just gone past five.” I Take a sip of coffee, then murmur, “I like the shorts.”
She climbs on the bed. “Thanks. They’re comfy.”
We drink our coffee and keep stealing glances at each other. When we’re done, and the mugs are on the bedside table, I reach out to Jade’s thigh and draw lazy patterns on her skin.
“Should I bring my laptop so we can watch a movie?” she asks. “Or do you want to sleep some more?”
I shake my head and then darting forward, I push her onto her back. “I’d rather spar. Let’s get some exercise in.”
“Oh, yeah?” she asks, and then her hips buck up, and she uses all her strength to flip me onto my back.
Of course, I let her. I mean, why the hell wouldn’t I want her on top of me.
Jade straddles my hips, and there’s no way I can hide my hard as fuck cock from her as it presses against her. Her gaze widens slightly as she becomes aware of it, and for a split-second, her eyes drift closed.
Opening them again, I see confusion reflecting from her brown irises, and then she begins to move off me. Grabbing hold of her hips, I stop her and hold her in place.
What the fuck are you doing, Hunter?
Now’s not the time to play with fire.
Scared as shit, she’s going to panic and haul ass out of my room, I try to think of the right thing to say.
Fucker, this is not about you convincing her to stay.
“Are you uncomfortable?” I ask, wanting to know where her mind’s at.
Jade shakes her head, and then she moves on me. I’m unable to bite back the groan, and relief fills me when Jade lets out a moan.
Her cheeks flush with embarrassment, and placing her hands on my chest, she tries to move to the side again, but I tighten my grip on her hips.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” I murmur, wanting to put her at ease. “Only stop if you’re not ready and not because you’re self-conscious.”
Her eyes lock on mine. “Okay.”
I lift my one hand to her face and brush my fingers over her blush. “It’s okay, babe. Let’s take this slow. It’s supposed to be the fun part.”
“Okay.” A couple of seconds pass, then she admits, “It’s just… I’m not good at this.”
A gentle smile tug around my lips, and I praise her, “So far, you’re doing a damn good job of getting me hard.”
Her mouth twitches. “I’m not even doing anything.”
“You’re sitting on my cock, Jade. He’s fucking happy right now.”
She lets out a burst of laughter, and I feel pretty pleased with myself that I’m getting her to relax. Moving my hips, I slightly push up against her, and she must like the feeling because she moans from deep in her throat and grinds down on me. Tilting her head back, she closes her eyes.
Fuck. She’s breathtaking.
“So… you’ve never…?” I ask, trying so hard to keep my voice even because her pushing down on me is enough to make my cock weep for more friction.
She glances at me for a second. When she realizes what I’m asking, her face lights up again with a blush, but then she admits, “I have a battery-operated boyfriend.” Her eyes dart away from mine, and she bites her lower lip before continuing, “So I kinda took care of myself with that — god, this is soooo embarrassing.” She ducks down, hiding her face against my chest.
Bringing my hands to her shoulders, I push her back up. “I need to know what you’ve done before, so I don’t hurt you by accident.” When she nods, I ask, “So, no oral, or anything else?”
She shakes her head, biting her bottom lip again, a mortifying look all over her face. “I guess my using BOB means that I’m technically not a virgin anymore.”
“Bob?” I ask, a frown instantly darkening my face.
Jade lets out a burst of laughter, which I feel all the way in my cock, and it makes me twitch against her.
“Battery-operated boyfriend, aka my vibrator,” she reminds me.
I let out a relieved sigh. “We need to get rid of BOB. I don’t like competition.” To clarify, I ask, “So, you have made yourself orgasm?”
Nodding, she laughs again, and it causes her whole body to rock against me.
Fuck, that feels so good.
I push up against her again, drawing another moan from her, and I swear I’ll lose my load if she makes that sound again.
Moving my hands back to her thighs, I slowly inch my way up. Our eyes are locked, hooded, and burning with desire.
Whenever we get to the point where we have actual sex, planets are going to fucking collide, because just rubbing myself against her, has me almost coming in my pants.
Slowly, we begin rocking together, and it feels so incredible that it steals my breath.
Fuck, we’re dry humping, and it feels better than any sex I’ve had before. Not that I’ve been with hundreds of girls. There’s only been two, and they will never compare to
Jade on her worst day.
“Shit,” Jade whispers as she continues to rock on top of me. My hands slide higher until I grip hold of her ass.
My fucking cock is so hard right now, I’m afraid I won’t last much longer.
“Kiss me, Jade,” I whisper, my voice hoarse from all the strain. She leans over me and softly presses her mouth to mine. Bringing my one hand up, I clasp the back of her neck and press her mouth harder down on mine.
The kiss quickly turns to licks and sucks, and our breathing grows heavier.
God, she feels so fucking incredible.
Our movements speed up until we're both frantic. When Jade’s practically panting against my mouth, I tighten my grip on her ass and rub my cock shamelessly against her fabric-covered pussy.
“Shit, Hunter!” Her breathing stalls, and she freezes on top of me as her orgasm hits. My eyes lock on her face, and watching her come undone is so fucking erotic there’s no way I can stop myself from finding my own release.
Losing my load in my pants is a first for me, but it’s the hottest experience I’ve ever had.
Chapter 24
JADE
Listening to the shower running, I sit on the edge of the bed while waiting for Hunter to get out.
Holy shit!
Yeah, we just did that.
Oh, my god.
Yep, mind officially blown.
I can’t wipe the grin from my face, and when Hunter steps out of the bathroom, my jaw literally drops. He’s only wearing sweatpants, and they’re sitting pretty low on his hips, giving me a perfect view of his fuck-me-muscles.
With a towel in his one hand, he catches the last of the drops still on his chest, and then he throws it to the side.
“Babe, if you keep looking at me like that, I’ll have to go take a cold shower,” he teases me.
“But… damn,” I sigh, unable to tear my eyes away from his abs. Wanting to touch him, I quickly shove my hands under my butt.
You’ve just ridden Hunter like a damn horse. Contain yourself, hussy.
Hunter comes to sit next to me, his bare arm pressing against mine, and then he wipes at the corner of my mouth. “You’re drooling.”
I let out a burst of laughter and slap him against his chest. My hand gets a mind of its own and begins to rub over the hard planes my eyes have been feasting on. “If you don’t put on a shirt, I’m just going to slobber all over you,” I say, not even pretending that I’m not affected by all his hotness.
I pull my hand back and tilting my head, I let my eyes rove over him again. “If I lick you, that will mean you’re mine, right?”
His shoulders begin to shake with laughter. “If you lick me, I’m going to lose the little control I have left and fuck you senseless.” Then he turns serious and asks, “You want to talk about what happened before I went to shower?”
“I’m good,” I mutter, not wanting to talk about the orgasm that blew my mind. It feels too personal.
“And by good, do you mean the orgasm was good?” he continues to ask the most mortifying questions.
“Hunter,” I whine, pushing out my bottom lip.
“Jade,” he groans, leaning closer to me until I can feel his breath on my neck. He presses a soft kiss to my skin before pulling back. “I’m actually surprised that you’re not vocal about the whole experience. Usually, I can’t get you to shut up.”
“Are you telling me I talk too much?” I ask, pulling back so I can see his face.
“No.” He grins at me. “I love the fact that you always speak your mind, so it’s making it hard to read your thoughts right now.”
He presses another kiss to my neck, and then lightly blows hot air over my skin, making goosebumps rush over my body.
Taking hold of my hips, he pulls me onto his lap. I can feel how hard he is, and I quickly bite down on my bottom lip, trying my best to not ride him again.
Hunter pushes up against me, and feeling how much he wants me draws a moan from me.
Yep, we’re doing this again.
The first time was epic, so I’m all for a second ride.
He kisses my neck again, then continues to trail up to my jaw. I turn my face to him, and we stop with our lips so close to each other, we’re breathing the same air.
“Fuck, Jade,” he groans. “It’s really hard to keep my hands off you.”
“It’s not the only thing that’s hard,” I tease, grinding down on him to make my point.
Oh, look at me getting all brave.
Surprise flickers in his blue eyes before they begin to burn with desire. “Mmm… I’m creating a monster, aren’t I?”
I nod and bringing my hands to his face, I brush my fingers lightly over his jaw while my eyes caress every inch of his features, and I whisper, “When did you become so handsome?” Moving my hands down to his shoulders, I revel in the feel of his muscles beneath my fingers. I keep going down to his rock-solid chest before I trail a single finger over his perfect abs. “Damn, you’re soooo hot,” I admit to him.
I press a kiss to his shoulder as my hands go into uncharted territory, caressing the stretch of skin right beneath the band of his sweatpants.
“Jade.” There’s a tone of warning in his voice, and it makes me freeze.
Glancing up at him, I ask, “Do you want me to stop?”
He shakes his head but then answers, “No, but if you keep going, I really won’t be able to stop. You’re pushing my limits.”
Leaning in, I press a kiss to his chest, then I whisper, “What if I don’t want you to stop?”
Hunter grabs hold of my butt and lifting me, he flips me over, so I’m lying on his bed. His body towers over mine, and the sight alone is enough to draw a needy moan from me.
His hands move to my hips, and taking hold of the fabric of my shorts, his eyes lock on mine. “Are you sure you want to take the next step?”
I nod, and it’s all it takes for Hunter to pull my pants and panties down in one move. His head dips down, and he presses a kiss to my stomach, and then he moves lower and lower until he gets to the part that has my face going up in flames.
I never thought it would be so hard to be naked in front of a man. What the hell was I thinking at sixteen? In hindsight, I now know I was nowhere near ready for sex back then.
I lay still, too scared to move a muscle as I wait for Hunter to say something, or to move, or to do whatever he was going to do next.
“God, Jade,” he exhales, and then I feel the tip of his finger brush over my curls. “You’re so fucking beautiful,”
I watch him take hold of my legs. He raises them over his shoulders and then his mouth is on me, hot and desperate. Instantly my ass bows off the bed as intense feelings I’ve never experienced before bombard the apex between my thighs.
“Holy… shit,” I manage to moan. I try to grab hold of something as Hunter’s teeth nip over my sensitive flesh, licking and sucking until I grab hold of his hair. “God, Hunter!”
It feels like my insides detonate, setting my whole body on fire as pleasure paralyzes me.
“Christ, Jade. You taste so fucking good.”
I grip his hair tighter, and I’m pretty sure I’m about to remove a chunk. Hunter pulls back and shoving his own sweatpants down his legs, it has my panting breaths stalling for a moment as I stare at his hardness.
Holy, huge cocks. Hunter is bigger than my vibrator, and I had trouble getting it inside me.
Hunter places his hands on my stomach and begins to push the fabric of my shirt up. Sitting up, I help him pull it over my head. Before I can lie back down, his hand moves to my back, and he unclasps my bra.
A second wave of self-consciousness hits as he bares my breasts to him. I’m just about to cover myself with my arms, when Hunter growls, “Don’t you dare. Keep still and let me look at you.”
Not moving a muscle, I keep stealing glances at his face as his eyes roam over my naked body. He shakes his head, and for a second, my stomach dips with dread, but then he whispers, “A fu
cking masterpiece.”
He brings his hand to my chest and lightly brushes a finger over the swell of my breast.
When he slips an arm under me, and he shifts me up to the middle of the bed, I begin to get nervous.
Shit, this it.
I’m about to have sex for the first time.
With Hunter.
Shit.
What if I suck at it?
“Jade.” The sound of my name yanks me back to the present. “Get out of your head,” Hunter says as he lies down on top of me.
I can feel his hardness, which I’m pretty sure is going to have one hell of a struggle fitting inside of me, resting between my legs.
“Ahh…” I don’t know how to tell Hunter we might have a problem.
“Do you want to stop?” he asks, lifting his upper body from mine and resting on his right arm.
“It’s not that I want to stop,” I say, and then I squeeze my eyes shut and just power through, rambling, “I don’t think you’re going to fit. You’re much bigger than my vibrator, and I can’t even get that thing to go in all the way.”
When Hunter doesn’t say anything, I peek at him through one eye. He’s looking at me with a huge grin spread over his face, as if I’ve just made his damn day, instead of telling him we have a problem.
Opening both my eyes, I ask, “You heard me, right?”
Hunter nods, still looking like a cat that got all the cream. “I’m totally enjoying the compliment, right now. Give me a minute.”
I slap his shoulder and scowl at him. “I’m serious.”
He moves back over me and presses a kiss to my lips. “Don’t worry about me fitting. That’s my job.”
“Job? You make it sound so clinical,” I complain. This experience is going downhill fast.
“Sorry, babe.” He gives me another kiss and pulling back, he says with a low timbre to his voice, “Just relax and let me love you.”
I push my bottom lip out, still worried about my poor vagina. “Just don’t split me in two. I’m kinda attached to my vagina.”
He begins to chuckle. “You’re so damn cute when you’re nervous.”
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