just_fck_me | 10.9. Erogenous zones
10.9. Erogenous zones
Co-written with itwontstopme
[Follows THIS]
With news that Tim was awake and doing much better, Coach had managed to convince Jason to head home for some rest and come back the following day. It was a practical suggestion on account of the fact that Tim was sleeping a lot and clearly not up for too many visitors, nor were his doctors allowing many people through. Jason had been tired when he left the hospital mid-morning and although he had plans to meet Taylor at the hospital at some point, he ended up giving a call and telling her to come around to his place instead. But as most best laid plans went, they didn’t exactly come off as anticipated. When Jason got home, he made the mistake of getting onto his bed for a bit of a lie down before Taylor arrived and he was out like a light in minutes. And this was exactly how Taylor found him, having the luxury of Mrs Street telling her when she arrived that Jason had been quiet since he came home and she suspected he was asleep.
Which he was. Taylor didn’t knock on his bedroom door in case it disturbed him, instead choosing to open it quietly and peek in to see if Mrs Street’s suspicions were correct. The curtains were drawn to keep the room dark and Jason was lying on his back, fast asleep with his arm draped on the pillow behind his head. His breathing was deep and even, so Taylor closed the door behind her and tiptoed over to the bed. She kicked out of her shoes and pulled her jacket off slowly, careful not to make much noise, and then she climbed onto the bed to lie down beside him. She pressed a tiny kiss to his jaw and hugged her arm protectively around his stomach. They had only been together a short time but she already adored how peaceful and content he looked in his sleep. He was always so warm and cuddly with the big pluses being that he was most definitely not a snorer or blanket stealer. She was already anticipating a time when she might be able to sleep cuddled up beside him every night, but it was probably well jumping the gun for the moment.
“When did you get here, babe?” his husky, sleep-filled voice soon asked her and she felt his arms tighten around her torso in a returned hug.
Taylor lifted her head against his shoulder with a smile and started to softly stroke her fingers against his rough cheek. He needed a shave, but she loved when he had a bit of a day or two growth. He was fair, so it looked sexy without looking messy or shabby. “Just now,” she said in a hushed voice. “Shh. Go back to sleep, darlin’.”
Jason’s eyes fell closed, but he was still aware and enjoying his surprise bed partner. She was wrapped warmly around him and the darkened room felt like a cosy cocoon around them. He dipped his head to kiss the top of her head. “This is nice,” he murmured. “You gonna stay for a lil while?”
“I am now,” Taylor confirmed with a soft laugh. “Ya’ too comfortable to shift from now and my guilty pleasure is watchin’ ya’ sleep. Ya’ always looks so cute and relaxed.” She sat up just long enough to grab his extra blanket at the bottom of the bed and pulled it up over them both. She settled back against his side and tucked the edges in so he wouldn’t get any draughts.
Jason chuckled. “You make me sound like a hot water bottle.” He tried to stifle a yawn, but it was impossible. “I was just so tired. I didn’t get any sleep last night while we were waiting for news at the hospital. I owe you lunch and a belated Valentine’s dinner.”
“How about we just have an afternoon of this and call it quits?” Taylor suggested and tucked her hand under his t-shirt to rub his stomach and chest. “We can catch up on some sleep, maybe make out some a bit later, order a pizza and watch a movie if we’re still here tonight.” She brushed her hand lower and slipped it beneath the waistband of his track pants and boxers. She felt the coarse curls of hair there and her fingers soon wrapped around his soft, warm cock. “I’m touchin’ ya’…” she whispered, watching his face intently.
Jason smiled sleepily. “I can feel your shoulder moving against my chest,” he told her. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he coaxed and turned his head so their lips were just inches apart. He stroked his hand across her arm and sought out her breast, which he cupped gently through her t-shirt, running his thumb along the swelling curve of it.
Taylor let out a slow breathy moan and leant into his hand. “Ya’ soft and warm in my hand. My fingers are wrapped around ya’ length and my thumb is brushin’ over the head of your cock. I can stretch my fingers out just a little to feel ya’ balls too. I love them, ya’ know. They’re so soft and perfect. I love seein’ you naked… I love kissin’ them…” she told him quietly. She pressed some soft kisses to the corner of his lips and then started to suck on his lower lip, urging him into a deeper kiss.
Jason moaned softly in his throat and let her drown him in the kiss. Of course he couldn’t feel her touches, but he could see them in his mind and it was enough. He pulled her closer, letting his hands explore over her body. Thankfully she had a t-shirt on, so no buttons were a barrier for him. He couldn’t undo buttons without the little tool he had to help him, which really wasn’t conducive to sexy in any way. He pushed the tight fabric up to try and help her out of the shirt. One thing was for certain, he had taken a very keen liking to feeling her naked against him.
Taylor pulled out of the kiss, wetting her lips and still tasting him there. “Jason…” she said, breathless from an arousal rapidly building inside her. When the message about Tim had come through, he had been just about to get her off with that sweet mouth after she had been teasing him by kneeling over him and touching herself after learning that he liked to watch a girl pleasure herself. But then they had been interrupted and didn’t get any further, both left hanging, and Taylor knew she was desperate to just come with him. “It’s workin’, darlin’,” she told him with a grin, feeling his cock responding with a tasty hardness against her palm. It was the first time she had felt it, his injured body not really cooperating since they had come together, and she met his eyes in the dim light coming from a small crack down the side of the curtains.
“Is it?!” Jason gasped in shock, lifting his head to try and look. But he still had his pants on and the blanket was another barrier. He laughed in relief before he could catch himself and gave her a relieved kiss. “How much? Completely or just a bit?” he asked, pushing the blanket away and awkwardly pulling himself up into a semi-sitting position.
Taylor was still grinning as she sat up and quickly threw the blanket off the side of the bed. “Enough for us to work on,” she told him and carefully peeled out of her t-shirt, making sure not to hurt her injured shoulder. She climbed off the side of the bed backwards and kicked out of her underwear, leaving her naked and more than eager. “See what a bit of rest does,” she teased him and moved on to help him out of his shirt. She stopped long enough to give him another hungry kiss, brushing her tongue against his soft lips, and then pulled his tack pants and boxers down his legs in one smooth sweep. They were finally both naked and Taylor reached over to turn his lamp on so they could see each other. She then knelt beside him on the bed, holding his gaze as she dipped her head and nuzzled her nose gently against the side of his cock, which was still holding its glory. It felt like she had waited forever to do this.
“Jesus,” Jason murmured breathlessly, watching her in awe. His hand went to her head, fingers threading through her blonde curls. His mind was so aroused that if he let go just enough he could almost imagine he could feel her there. It was enough for him these days to see it, especially when he was as deeply and desperately attracted to Taylor and had spent the last couple of weeks stressing over how much he wanted and needed to be intimate with her, but his body hadn’t been playing the game. And now it was. He wrapped his hand around her arm and urged her up. “Sit in my lap. Let’s try…” he breathed.
As far as Taylor was concerned, this was one healthy erection whether he could feel it or not. She was almost coming just from the thought of having him inside her after spending years lusting after him. She rose up and quickly fished around in his draw to come up trumps with a condom. She tore the packet open with her teeth and threw the remnants over the edge of the bed. She sat so he could watch her putting it on him, moving slowly and smoothing her fingers over his length. She didn’t care what anyone said, putting a condom on a guy had always been something she loved partaking in.
Jason’s breath was coming in soft, short pants. He met her eyes hungrily. “My god, I want you so badly.” He put his hands on her hips while she crawled onto him and they met in another arousing kiss. Their tongues joined each other, curling together as the kiss deepened and Jason didn’t think he would ever forget how she tasted. He smoothed his hands over her back to her ass, teasing his fingers into the cleft with a moan of want. “I need you.”
Taylor knelt over him and reluctantly had to break the kiss for just a few moments. She steadied herself with a hand on the mattress and used her other to grip his cock. It took just a tiny bit of careful manoeuvring before she found a comfortable spot, positioning his cock between her legs and slowly sinking down onto it so she was sitting in his lap. Her head dipped back and she groaned in pleasure when she finally indulged in the feeling of him filling her. And then they kissed… deeply and heatedly as she started to rock her hips in a gentle movement, connecting them as wholly as they could possibly be. They’d been fucking patient and they finally made it. Not a herd of damn wild horses would stop them now. Everyone else would just have to wait until they were done.
Word Count | 1,874
Co-written with itwontstopme
[Follows THIS]
With news that Tim was awake and doing much better, Coach had managed to convince Jason to head home for some rest and come back the following day. It was a practical suggestion on account of the fact that Tim was sleeping a lot and clearly not up for too many visitors, nor were his doctors allowing many people through. Jason had been tired when he left the hospital mid-morning and although he had plans to meet Taylor at the hospital at some point, he ended up giving a call and telling her to come around to his place instead. But as most best laid plans went, they didn’t exactly come off as anticipated. When Jason got home, he made the mistake of getting onto his bed for a bit of a lie down before Taylor arrived and he was out like a light in minutes. And this was exactly how Taylor found him, having the luxury of Mrs Street telling her when she arrived that Jason had been quiet since he came home and she suspected he was asleep.
Which he was. Taylor didn’t knock on his bedroom door in case it disturbed him, instead choosing to open it quietly and peek in to see if Mrs Street’s suspicions were correct. The curtains were drawn to keep the room dark and Jason was lying on his back, fast asleep with his arm draped on the pillow behind his head. His breathing was deep and even, so Taylor closed the door behind her and tiptoed over to the bed. She kicked out of her shoes and pulled her jacket off slowly, careful not to make much noise, and then she climbed onto the bed to lie down beside him. She pressed a tiny kiss to his jaw and hugged her arm protectively around his stomach. They had only been together a short time but she already adored how peaceful and content he looked in his sleep. He was always so warm and cuddly with the big pluses being that he was most definitely not a snorer or blanket stealer. She was already anticipating a time when she might be able to sleep cuddled up beside him every night, but it was probably well jumping the gun for the moment.
“When did you get here, babe?” his husky, sleep-filled voice soon asked her and she felt his arms tighten around her torso in a returned hug.
Taylor lifted her head against his shoulder with a smile and started to softly stroke her fingers against his rough cheek. He needed a shave, but she loved when he had a bit of a day or two growth. He was fair, so it looked sexy without looking messy or shabby. “Just now,” she said in a hushed voice. “Shh. Go back to sleep, darlin’.”
Jason’s eyes fell closed, but he was still aware and enjoying his surprise bed partner. She was wrapped warmly around him and the darkened room felt like a cosy cocoon around them. He dipped his head to kiss the top of her head. “This is nice,” he murmured. “You gonna stay for a lil while?”
“I am now,” Taylor confirmed with a soft laugh. “Ya’ too comfortable to shift from now and my guilty pleasure is watchin’ ya’ sleep. Ya’ always looks so cute and relaxed.” She sat up just long enough to grab his extra blanket at the bottom of the bed and pulled it up over them both. She settled back against his side and tucked the edges in so he wouldn’t get any draughts.
Jason chuckled. “You make me sound like a hot water bottle.” He tried to stifle a yawn, but it was impossible. “I was just so tired. I didn’t get any sleep last night while we were waiting for news at the hospital. I owe you lunch and a belated Valentine’s dinner.”
“How about we just have an afternoon of this and call it quits?” Taylor suggested and tucked her hand under his t-shirt to rub his stomach and chest. “We can catch up on some sleep, maybe make out some a bit later, order a pizza and watch a movie if we’re still here tonight.” She brushed her hand lower and slipped it beneath the waistband of his track pants and boxers. She felt the coarse curls of hair there and her fingers soon wrapped around his soft, warm cock. “I’m touchin’ ya’…” she whispered, watching his face intently.
Jason smiled sleepily. “I can feel your shoulder moving against my chest,” he told her. “Tell me what you’re doing,” he coaxed and turned his head so their lips were just inches apart. He stroked his hand across her arm and sought out her breast, which he cupped gently through her t-shirt, running his thumb along the swelling curve of it.
Taylor let out a slow breathy moan and leant into his hand. “Ya’ soft and warm in my hand. My fingers are wrapped around ya’ length and my thumb is brushin’ over the head of your cock. I can stretch my fingers out just a little to feel ya’ balls too. I love them, ya’ know. They’re so soft and perfect. I love seein’ you naked… I love kissin’ them…” she told him quietly. She pressed some soft kisses to the corner of his lips and then started to suck on his lower lip, urging him into a deeper kiss.
Jason moaned softly in his throat and let her drown him in the kiss. Of course he couldn’t feel her touches, but he could see them in his mind and it was enough. He pulled her closer, letting his hands explore over her body. Thankfully she had a t-shirt on, so no buttons were a barrier for him. He couldn’t undo buttons without the little tool he had to help him, which really wasn’t conducive to sexy in any way. He pushed the tight fabric up to try and help her out of the shirt. One thing was for certain, he had taken a very keen liking to feeling her naked against him.
Taylor pulled out of the kiss, wetting her lips and still tasting him there. “Jason…” she said, breathless from an arousal rapidly building inside her. When the message about Tim had come through, he had been just about to get her off with that sweet mouth after she had been teasing him by kneeling over him and touching herself after learning that he liked to watch a girl pleasure herself. But then they had been interrupted and didn’t get any further, both left hanging, and Taylor knew she was desperate to just come with him. “It’s workin’, darlin’,” she told him with a grin, feeling his cock responding with a tasty hardness against her palm. It was the first time she had felt it, his injured body not really cooperating since they had come together, and she met his eyes in the dim light coming from a small crack down the side of the curtains.
“Is it?!” Jason gasped in shock, lifting his head to try and look. But he still had his pants on and the blanket was another barrier. He laughed in relief before he could catch himself and gave her a relieved kiss. “How much? Completely or just a bit?” he asked, pushing the blanket away and awkwardly pulling himself up into a semi-sitting position.
Taylor was still grinning as she sat up and quickly threw the blanket off the side of the bed. “Enough for us to work on,” she told him and carefully peeled out of her t-shirt, making sure not to hurt her injured shoulder. She climbed off the side of the bed backwards and kicked out of her underwear, leaving her naked and more than eager. “See what a bit of rest does,” she teased him and moved on to help him out of his shirt. She stopped long enough to give him another hungry kiss, brushing her tongue against his soft lips, and then pulled his tack pants and boxers down his legs in one smooth sweep. They were finally both naked and Taylor reached over to turn his lamp on so they could see each other. She then knelt beside him on the bed, holding his gaze as she dipped her head and nuzzled her nose gently against the side of his cock, which was still holding its glory. It felt like she had waited forever to do this.
“Jesus,” Jason murmured breathlessly, watching her in awe. His hand went to her head, fingers threading through her blonde curls. His mind was so aroused that if he let go just enough he could almost imagine he could feel her there. It was enough for him these days to see it, especially when he was as deeply and desperately attracted to Taylor and had spent the last couple of weeks stressing over how much he wanted and needed to be intimate with her, but his body hadn’t been playing the game. And now it was. He wrapped his hand around her arm and urged her up. “Sit in my lap. Let’s try…” he breathed.
As far as Taylor was concerned, this was one healthy erection whether he could feel it or not. She was almost coming just from the thought of having him inside her after spending years lusting after him. She rose up and quickly fished around in his draw to come up trumps with a condom. She tore the packet open with her teeth and threw the remnants over the edge of the bed. She sat so he could watch her putting it on him, moving slowly and smoothing her fingers over his length. She didn’t care what anyone said, putting a condom on a guy had always been something she loved partaking in.
Jason’s breath was coming in soft, short pants. He met her eyes hungrily. “My god, I want you so badly.” He put his hands on her hips while she crawled onto him and they met in another arousing kiss. Their tongues joined each other, curling together as the kiss deepened and Jason didn’t think he would ever forget how she tasted. He smoothed his hands over her back to her ass, teasing his fingers into the cleft with a moan of want. “I need you.”
Taylor knelt over him and reluctantly had to break the kiss for just a few moments. She steadied herself with a hand on the mattress and used her other to grip his cock. It took just a tiny bit of careful manoeuvring before she found a comfortable spot, positioning his cock between her legs and slowly sinking down onto it so she was sitting in his lap. Her head dipped back and she groaned in pleasure when she finally indulged in the feeling of him filling her. And then they kissed… deeply and heatedly as she started to rock her hips in a gentle movement, connecting them as wholly as they could possibly be. They’d been fucking patient and they finally made it. Not a herd of damn wild horses would stop them now. Everyone else would just have to wait until they were done.
Word Count | 1,874