Burned

by Gabrielle Gibson

  His blue eyes burned into hers as his hands slowly slid up the sides of her bare thighs, pushing her short dress up around her hips. He glanced down, his gaze steady as he eyed her little pink panties. He took a deep, shaky breath and sunk to his knees.

  Jessie threw her head back and sighed as Jack kissed her inner thighs and then over her panties. She felt him breathe deeply against her and groan as she twisted her fingers through his hair.

  He rubbed his fingers over the thin cotton and she shifted her hips to try to press against him. He reached up to pull down her panties and she lifted herself up so he could slide them off slowly.

  Jack’s eyes were focused greedily on her pussy. It was as perfect as he remembered it, so soft and smooth, with that pretty little strip of silky blonde curls.

  “So fucking pretty,” he whispered.

  She shivered as she felt her pussy tingling in anticipation.

  “Jack,” she whispered.

  “Tell me what you want, Jessie,” he demanded, his voice low.

  “I want you to touch me, Jack,” she whispered breathlessly.

  “Where do you want me to touch you?”

  Jessie flushed.

  “You know where.”

  “Here?” He lightly rubbed his fingers through her slit. He groaned softly. “Fuck… I almost forgot how soft you are…”

  “Jack… that feels so good,” Jessie panted.

  “What else do you want?” Jack’s thumb circled over her clit lightly.

  “Jack, please… you know…”

  “I want to hear you say it,” Jack whispered.

  “I want you to… to… touch me with… your tongue,” Jessie stammered.

  Jack smirked.

  “Touch you where with my tongue?”

  Jessie squirmed, embarrassed.

  “Jack… please.”

  He pulled her to the edge of the table and ran his tongue along her pussy lips. He felt her tremble as he spread her open with two fingers, and just barely touched the tip of his tongue to her clit, flicking it against her lightly.

  “There? Like that?” he asked roughly.

  “Mmmm… yes… Jack,” she murmured, one hand grabbing the edge of the table and grasping it tightly.

  “Has he tasted your pussy yet?” Jack growled against her heat.

  “No. I told you… he doesn’t… I don’t know why, but he doesn’t do that,” Jessie whispered, her voice shaky as her thighs trembled under his touch.

  “What the fuck?” Jack whispered in disbelief.

  How could this guy have access to this amazing pussy and not play with it constantly? What a fucking loser.

  He buried his face in between her legs, expertly teasing her clit, sucking it and licking it, tasting her, letting her pleasure build and build until she was begging for release.

  “Oh my God, Jack! Please…” Jessie panted, trying to press his face harder between her legs.

  Jack finally let her come, reveling in every drop as she came loudly, crying out and moaning his name.

  He stood up and looked down at her. She looked away shyly but he lifted her chin with his hand to look into her eyes and kissed her so she could taste herself on his lips.

  “See how fucking good you taste?” he murmured against her mouth.

  He slid his arms under her thighs and lifted her effortlessly from the table. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he carried her into his bedroom where he put her down so she was standing next to his bed.

  Her heart was pounding like crazy. Were they really doing this again? It was insane.

  He pulled his shirt off over his head and let it fall to the floor. Jessie stepped out of her shoes, her eyes wandering appreciatively over his muscular chest and arms. She ran her fingers lightly over his six-pack as he reached behind her and unzipped her dress.

  The dress fell to the floor and she stood in front of him completely naked. He stared at her, his eyes giving nothing away as they traveled slowly over every part of her body.

  “Fuck, Jessie, you’re so beautiful.” His voice was soft and low. “I’ve missed you like crazy.”

  Jessie sat on the edge of his bed.

  He leaned down and kissed her, one hand on her back and the other unbuttoning his jeans. She heard him pull down his zipper and she reached for him, pulling his jeans down over his hips.

  Jack’s body was killer in boxer briefs, his erection straining against the fabric.

  Jessie got up on her knees and kissed him, slipping her tongue in his mouth while running her hands over his arms, his chest, his stomach, and finally over his erection.

  He groaned into her mouth when she rubbed his cock, one of his hands squeezing her ass, the other fondling her breast.

  She kissed her way down his chest and stomach as she tugged on the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down over his hips and thighs and letting them fall to the floor. She sat down so his long, thick cock stretched toward her, pressing hard against her throat as she ran her tongue along the skin under his belly button.

  She heard his breathing get heavier as his hands tangled through the hair on the back of her head.

  She leaned back some and took his cock in her hand.

  He exhaled, a groan in the back of his throat.

  “Jessie,” he whispered. “You don’t have to do that.”

  “Jack,” she looked up at him with those big blue eyes that made it impossible for him to think straight. “I want to… make you feel good, like you made me feel good. I want you in my mouth. I want to do that with you. Only with you. No one else. But I’ve never… I don’t know how.”

  She looked down, embarrassed.

  He groaned and she felt his cock throb in her hand.

  “Tell me what you like. Tell me how to do it,” Jessie begged, sounding frustrated.

  She felt stupid and inexperienced. She wished she knew more so she could please him the way he had pleased her.

  “Fuck, Jessie. You’ve got me so turned on I’m about to come just thinking about you sucking me off. Just put your mouth on me.”

  “Will you tell me if I do it wrong?” Those pretty blue eyes looking up at him made his cock throb with need.

  “You won’t,” Jack rasped.

  Truthfully, he couldn’t wait to see her soft, pink lips wrapped around his dick, especially now that he knew she had never done it before and he would be her first.

  She looked at his cock in her hand and felt a bit intimidated. It was so big. She didn’t see how she could fit even half of it in her mouth, let alone the whole thing.

  Hesitantly she licked a drop of precum that was oozing from the tip, touching her tongue to him lightly. She felt him shudder as his breath caught.

  “Yeah,” he whispered, encouraging her, stroking the back of her head. “That’s right, princess. Keep going.”

  She licked him again, slowly running her tongue on the underside of his shaft, and then circling it around the head a few times as he gasped with pleasure.

  One of his hands still rested against the back of her head, his fingers playing with her hair, while his other hand massaged her back and shoulder.

  She opened her lips as wide as she could and took the head of his cock in her mouth, sucking it as she slid it in, being careful not to scrape him with her teeth. She looked up at him and he was watching her.

  He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen anything more alluring than those sparkly blue eyes looking up at him as she sucked his dick.

  “Fuck yeah… just like that… such a good girl,” he groaned as he watched her lips struggle to wrap around his thickness.

  Seeing his cock in her pretty mouth was so goddamn sexy. Her mouth felt wet and slippery as her tongue circled around him while she sucked lightly. He tangled one hand through her silky blonde hair and massaged her breast with the other, gently teasing her nipple between two fingers.

  She tried to take him deeper into her mouth, stopping when she had him about halfway. She was sucking up and down on his co
ck slowly, making a slight moaning sound in the back of her throat that was making him crazy, while she wrapped her hand around the part she couldn’t fit in her mouth, stroking him.

  He was so turned on. He was tempted to plunge his cock deeper, but he resisted. He would save the pounding for her pussy. Her virgin mouth was nowhere near ready for him to fuck it full on.

  Just seeing Jessie sucking his dick was enough to take him to the edge. Her hot, wet mouth felt so fucking good and knowing this was her first blow job had him right there. He was getting ready to come… just another few seconds.

  “Fuck, I’m almost there, Jessie. Don’t stop… please,” he panted.

  She kept going and after a few seconds he gripped the back of her head and whispered, “I’m getting ready to come so fucking hard, baby. It’s gonna be a lot… you should get off me now if you don’t want it in your mouth.”

  Jessie didn’t move away but kept going, wanting to see what it was like.

  “Fuck… here it comes… mmmm… fuck… yeah!”

  He exploded, releasing his pleasure into her mouth, a low growl escaping from deep in his chest.

  She tried her best to capture all of his hot, creamy liquid and swallow it, the way she had heard guys like, but some of it spilled from her lips and dribbled down her chin, dripping onto her chest and breasts.

  “Was that okay?” Jessie asked, hoping he was pleased with her performance.

  He groaned. “Fuck yeah… couldn’t you feel how hard I came?”

  She nodded uncertainly.

  He stood for a moment, his hands on her shoulders to steady himself. After a few moments his breathing slowed down and he let go of her.

  He went into the bathroom, returning a moment later with a soft towel. He cleaned off her chin and chest and then dropped the towel on the floor.

  He gently moved her further up on the bed.

  His voice was hard and commanding. “Turn over.”

  Jessie flipped over on all fours as he wanted.

  Jack paused a long moment so he could enjoy looking at her, her incredible ass on display, her perfect pussy glistening and hungry for him. He ran his hands over her smooth skin.

  She felt his face press against her ass and she tensed. She was a little uncomfortable with it, but he seemed to love it.

  “It’s okay, princess,” he whispered. “Relax.”

  She grabbed a pillow and pressed her face into it as Jack pushed his face into her, his tongue licking her pussy from behind. It was a totally different sensation than the other times he had licked her there, when her body was turned around the other way, facing him. She couldn’t help the moan of pleasure that escaped from her lips.

  He increased the speed until he was tonguing her furiously.

  She was panting and whimpering, completely out of her mind and not caring about anything except the intense pleasure his tongue was giving her pussy in that moment. She had never felt so sexual, so open and exposed in her life and she let herself go, giving herself up to the moment. When she came, it was long and intense and she moaned and panted into the pillow.

  “Jack,” she whispered. “That was incredible.”

  She laid down on her stomach and he hovered over her, his breath warm on the back of her neck as he kissed her back and shoulder, his teeth grazing lightly over her skin. She could feel his cock, rock hard again, pressing into the back of her thigh.

  “Baby,” he whispered hotly. “I need to be inside you. Goddammit, Jessie, my cock hasn’t been this hard since Vegas…”

  “I want you, too,” Jessie whispered, her heart still hammering in her chest. This was where she really wanted to be.

  Right or wrong.

  With Jack.

  Always.

  “Have you let him… has he… come inside you?”

  He hated himself for asking. Hated that it meant so much to him that he had been the first to do that with her. Hated how much he cringed at the thought of anyone else doing that with her even though he knew he had absolutely no right to stake any claim.

  Mostly he hated this weak side of himself that she had a knack for bringing out. A side he hadn’t even known he had in him until he had started caring about this sweet girl.

  “No,” she answered him truthfully.

  “So you’re still mine?” Jack whispered against her hair.

  Jessie nodded.

  “Yes, Jack. I’m still yours.”

  He was conflicted between relief that she hadn’t let Scott do what she had let only him do, and how insanely jealous he felt knowing she had been with another guy. Totally irrational. He had been with others since then, too. Didn’t mean he didn’t still hate the thought of it.

  It was all his own fault. He had practically pushed her into Scott’s bed himself. He had hurt her so badly he couldn’t blame her for moving on as quickly as possible.

  Jack slipped his finger inside of her and found she was dripping wet. He pressed himself against her and slowly sunk his cock into her tight, resisting flesh. He sucked in his breath as he ripped into her, reveling in how good she felt.

  “You feel so fucking good,” he whispered as he slowly rocked in and out of her, his breathing uneven. “Love how wet you get for me… your pussy is so fucking tight… I swear to God, Jessie… you have the best pussy… best I’ve ever had.”

  She loved the way Jack whispered dirty things in her ear while he thrust in and out of her. She didn’t believe everything he said, of course. She figured he was just whispering things in the heat of the moment.

  After Vegas, she knew better this time around.

  He pushed his hand under her body and found her clit, rubbing it until she came again, moaning loudly as he pumped in and out of her.

  He pulled out of her and rolled over on his back, flipping her over so she was straddling on top of him. He adjusted a pillow behind his head so he could watch her.

  “Get on me, Jessie. Want to watch you fuck me.”

  She had never been on top during sex before, but Jack didn’t know that. He was watching her expectantly and she avoided his eyes.

  He rested his hands on her hips and she looked down at his erection. Jack was staring as she wrapped her hand around his cock and guided it to her soaking wet opening, sinking slowly down on him. His cock was so thick she felt her pussy stretching to try to accommodate him, but it was a tight fit. She got a little more than halfway down the length of him and he moved, trying to thrust himself deeper into her.

  “Ouch!” she cried out at the pain.

  “Shit, sorry… you okay?” Jack asked.

  Jessie nodded.

  “I don’t think I can take it all at this angle. It’s too big. It feels like it’s hitting against something.”

  Jack laughed a little. She may not have the most experienced techniques in bed, but those skills would be refined over time and with practice.

  He had loved the innocent way she had fucked him in Vegas… just pure instinct and honest responses. The emotional element between them had caught him off guard, mostly because he had realized that it made the experience so much more intense. He had never cared so much about anyone in his life. She meant so fucking much to him.

  “Try it this way first,” Jack said, reaching for her.

  He pulled her toward him so she was lying flat against his chest. Then he put his hands on her ass and squeezed as she started to fuck him.

  She found that Jack was right, of course. In this position, she could take all of him inside of her and also grind her clit against him. She could move as fast or slow as she pleased and press as firmly as she liked against him until she found the perfect rhythm. It was as if she was using his body to get herself off and she loved it.

  “I’m going to come, Jack…” she whispered against his chest when she was almost there.

  “Yeah, Jessie, that’s it, baby… fuck me… get off on my cock… want to feel you come all over me.”

  Jessie came hard, moaning and panting.

  “Y
es, yes, yes, oh Jack,” she murmured against his chest.

  She found that after she came she could sit straight up on Jack’s throbbing cock and take it deeper without the pain she felt before. She moved up and down on him, pressing her fingers to herself so she could open her lips and let him watch his cock go in and out of her pussy and also rub one finger against her clit.

  Jack had thought that nothing was hotter than watching Jessie come undone for him, but watching her play with her own pussy was a close second. He was mesmerized, watching her rub her clit as she fucked him, his cock slickened with her arousal as it went in and out of her.

  He was so fucking turned on watching her get off on his cock and her own fingers. He needed to fuck her so bad. He flipped her over on her back and drove himself into her, pounding her pussy hard and deep, faster and faster as she whimpered and moaned underneath him.

  “Mmmm… yeah! Your tight little pussy feels so fucking good. You like the way my cock feels inside you? You like getting fucked like this, hard and deep?”

  “Yes, yes! I love it… Jack… keep fucking me… please don’t stop! Feels so good…” Jessie panted breathlessly.

  Jack groaned, trying to hold back from coming as he slammed into her over and over again. Finally he couldn’t hold it back anymore and he let go, his body shuddering as his orgasm exploded inside of her.

  “Fuck, baby I’m coming so fucking hard. You feel so goddamn good… mmmm yeah… fuck!”

  He pressed his face into her breasts as he came and she tangled her fingers in his hair, loving this moment when he was completely vulnerable to her. She felt so close to him like this.

  ““Goddammit, Jessie,” he rasped against her skin. “Missed you so much. I’m so sorry I hurt you… I’d give anything to be able to take it back. You’re so sweet, so fucking sweet.”

  He moved off of her and onto his side. She rolled onto her side also, so they were lying face to face. They stared into each other’s eyes, and Jack placed his hand on her hip, running his fingers lazily over her skin. She caught his hand in hers.

  “Jack,” Jessie said his name softly.

  Jack pressed his lips against hers and kissed her softly.

  “Jack… I think…” Jessie looked directly into his eyes. “Jack, I think I’m… in love with you.”