Smut 69: Intercourse
He couldn't watch her. Once he made the decision to let her act, he had to sit back and let her do what she wanted. The first time he heard her voice he had the strongest urge to give her what she wanted. Anything she wanted. Nothing had changed. Every time she looked at him he had the same urge. As her head moved down his body and she opened his fly, all he could do was shift his hips down and moan.
He couldn't make her any promises. Angie could call that night to ask him back and he'd have to go. Johnny could catch her coming home and get the truth out of her. Maybe he wouldn't be what she thought he was and she would walk away from him disappointed. The best case for them was years of hiding how her teeth scraping over his belly made him feel before they could really be together.
When she tugged on his pants to get them past his hips, he groaned thickly. How could he be letting her do this? How could he just be sitting there while she pulled his pants off? He didn't have anything on under his jeans and the minute she had them past his thighs she would be touching him the way he'd dreamed. That was it. He'd thought of this for month. In a moment her hands would be on him and she would own him.
It wasn't her hands that he felt first. Her breath warmed the head of his cock, making him twitch and whimper. He felt her shift and thought she must be looking up at him to be certain he wouldn't stop her. He wouldn't. He couldn't stop her. The next thing he felt was her tongue on the head of his swollen cock. He whimpered her name and pressed his hips into the couch to keep from slamming into her mouth.
She was clearly inexperienced. Her movements were tentative where they could have been firm and direct. She didn't take his cock very deep in her mouth but she did keep her hands moving on him. What was clear was how much she was enjoying herself. She kept making wonderful little noises. He put his hand on her back, feeling her trembling and squirming. He was too distracted by what she was doing to correct her. More of his attention was on who was sucking his cock than how she was doing it. He ran his fingers down until he reached the waistband of her jeans and hooked his finger in a beltloop.
He finally looked down at her. Her head bobbed over his cock, long blonde hair covered his bare thighs and her hands moved everywhere. He could only look at her head for a moment. Instead he focused on his hand at her waist. His hand looked so big compared to her petite frame. There was no disguising the maturity in his already weathered skin but his grip seemed oddly childish. Would he be so tentative with her when he made love to her?
He shuddered, bucking hard into her mouth. If he didn't stop her soon even her uneven attentions would make him come in her mouth like a teenager. He groaned deeply, mortified by that realization and everything it implied. He pulled her belt loop hard, dragging her away from his cock. When he had her sitting up, he glanced down at himself and groaned.
Jimmy turned to face her. She looked confused and maybe a little hurt. He touched her face gently and sighed. "I'm supposed to be a gentleman and look at us. I'm sorry, honey." She looked even more confused and he gestured to how they were sitting. "You're doing all the work." He rubbed her cheek. "I should be doing the work. I should be showing you how beautiful you are." He leaned in slowly and kissed her. "Let me show you."
She pulled back, the confusion hitting new heights. Then she smiled and ran her tongue along her lips. "Does that mean I can stay?"
Jimmy pulled her close for a deep kiss. He wanted her badly and if he was going to have her, he wanted to do it right. There was no point in risking everything for both of them if he didn't. As they kissed, he pulled her even closer and then up onto his lap. Unlike what she'd done with her mouth, the kiss was almost lazy. More like the kiss in his car, he took his time exploring her mouth while he finally put his hands on her. Starting at her neck, he spread his hands and softly caressed his way down to her chest.
When he covered her breasts she made a soft, animal noise of pleasure and he stopped to enjoy it. He sat like that with his hands cupping her breasts and his thumbs resting against her raised nipples until she realized he wasn't going to do anymore. She made the noise again, only louder, and she arched into him. He stayed still until she put one of her hands on his and pushed hard.
He pulled out of the kiss with a laugh. "Does that feel good?" He rubbed her nipple with his thumb, grinning when she arched harder and bit her lip. "Feels good to me, too, honey." Painfully aware that only his ankles were covered while she was still fully dressed, he touched the collar of her t-shirt. His voice dropped to a husky whisper. "Can I see you?" He ran his finger under the collar. "You've seen all of me and I want to see you."
She pulled back from him and lifted her shirt off. The loose fitting navy t-shirt landed on the couch and left her in a pale pink bra with heavy black trim along the top edge and thin black straps. It was the perfect mix of childish innocence and deliberate sensuality. He groaned loudly and rubbed his eyes.
"You're trying to kill me, honey." Leaning down slowly, keeping his eyes on hers until the last moment, he kissed first the top of one breast and then the other. "If what's under those jeans matches that I'm finished." He sat back and groaned again when he saw her expression. Clearly it did. She looked ridiculously pleased with herself. He kissed a breast again and spoke with his lips still on her skin. "Do you always wear things like that under your tomboy clothes?"
She nodded, her hand resting lightly on his head to encourage him to stay at her breasts. He closed his eyes tightly when she squirmed dangerously in his lap. He put his hands firmly on her hips and held her still. "If you want this to last you have to let me take my time and not crush anything. Do you think you can do that?"
Looking at her expression, he wondered just when women perfected that expression of indulgent exasperation. Somehow they managed a look that said if you weren't so damn cute I'd be pissed at that. She had it down and he couldn't resist teasing her more. "Because if you can't, I'll have to make you get out of my lap. Maybe tie you down to the bed so you don't squirm so much."
Alex went still in his lap and looked at him with wide eyes. She was nearly certain he was kidding, but she wasn't going to test that. Beyond The Joy of Sex she'd read a few things that talked about bondage and while it sounded fun, she knew she wasn't ready for it. His soft laugh reassured her and she leaned forward for another kiss. When he stopped her, she threw her hands up.
"What now?" She glared at him. "I thought you were enjoying it."
He laughed again and leaned down over her breasts. When she felt his lips on the rise of her breast she moaned. Sitting in his lap was exciting, maddening and completely safe. It shouldn't be. She knew any ideas of falling in love with him and living happily ever after was fantasy. Jimmy was her chance to experience something more than what she might otherwise. She knew where she wanted to be in five years, in ten. He would either be back with his wife by then or moved on to someone closer to his age.
She didn't care. His lips felt amazing and she wanted to get her mouth on him again. She wanted everything he could give her. He moved lower, nipping at her nipple through her bra, and she tightened her hands on his head to distract her from the need to grind her ass into him. She had the sudden thought of what his lips might feel like lower down and she pulled his hair sharply. When he looked up at her, she shivered at his expression. He wasn't ready to stop what he was doing.
She shrugged an apology and leaned back so he could return to what he was doing. Instead he pressed his lips to her throat and whispered. "What's wrong, honey? I won't do anything you don't want."
Through his concern she heard a note of fear. Was he afraid of hurting her or was he afraid she was going to stop him? She caressed his hair, smiling at how short it was and how soft. "Nothing's wrong. I don't want you to stop. I just had this thought and I liked it." She squirmed a tiny bit to emphasize her point. "I liked it a lot."
He only moved back a little so he could meet her eyes. That same hungry look was there and she swallowed. When his eyebrow went up she answered in a whisper. "What I did for you-" She shivered. "Are you going to do that for me? I've never had anyone do that."
The hungry expression only deepened and she pulled back a little in surprise. He licked his lips and she had to squirm again. She thought he was teasing and then she felt his hands on her jeans. He wasn't teasing. He was about to lift her so he could get her pants off. She glanced toward the bed just visible past the curtain. He must have seen her glance because suddenly he shifted under her. She saw his jeans flying across the room and then he lifted her. She squeaked and grabbed hold of him as they crossed the small room and he rested her gently on the bed.
He kissed her belly before going to work sliding her pants off. She grinned at his thick groan when he saw the matching panties with the bow in front. He rested his head against her thigh for a moment before kissing her right on the bow. She arched into him and whispered his name. In that moment she was more excited than she'd ever been with David.
Her legs spread and she lifted her hips again, moaning for him to stop teasing. She wanted to know how it felt. She knew if it was good at all he'd make sure she enjoyed it. He'd show her what it could be. Rather than taking off her panties, he kissed her again, pressing his lips hard against her pelvis. He inhaled slowly and she blushed. "Don't. Please."
He froze, he lips hovering just over the bow. "Don't what, honey? Don't kiss you again? I won't if you've changed your mind." He exhaled just as slowly, the wet heat of his breath wilting the little bow. "But I have to smell you. I need to know if you're ready for me or not."
"I haven't changed my mind!"
He laughed and rubbed his nose against the bow, breathing in deeply. "Then relax. You smell amazing. Clean, eager." He groaned. "Ready." He gripped her panties and pulled them down, waiting for her to lift her hips for him before sliding them all the way off. Her soft whimper brought another gentle kiss right where the bow had been. "Alex if you want to stop, if you need to, you have to tell me right away. I don't ever want to hurt you."
"I'll tell you. I promise." She lifted her head to watch him as he moved down a little and pressed another kiss on her labia. It took all her concentration not to jerk away from him. Not because she didn't like it but because he was so gentle it tickled. "I tracked you down and threw myself at you; I won't change my mind."
He laughed against her skin. "I'm glad. You're going to taste incredible and I'd hate to miss that." He pressed his tongue flat against her, opening her labia and getting a solid swipe over her. She gasped softly and lifted her hips to get more of his tongue. Nothing in her life had ever felt like that and she wanted more. He gave her what she wanted, lapping at her slowly.
He put a hand on her belly, pressing her back onto the bed as he continued tasting and exploring her. She had to put her hands under her head to keep her lying down. He pushed her thighs further apart to explore her more intimately. She expected him to go straight for her most sensitive places and send her straight to her release. He took his time instead, discovering places that she'd never expected to find drew deep, shuddering moans from her.
She whimpered when he lifted his head to watch her while he rubbed her belly. "The walls here aren't that thick, honey. To many more noises like that and people will be knocking on the walls." She put her hand against her mouth, making him laugh. "No, please. Let them knock. I want to hear you. I like knowing you're enjoying this."
"I am. I've never felt anything like it." She trembled. "Can you make me-"
His laugh made her blush so hotly she turned her head away. "Of course I can. I'm planning on it." He licked her firmly. "When I'm ready. You taste so good I'm in no hurry to stop."
She whimpered and bucked against him. He was driving her crazy, making her feel things she'd never imagined. She was certain when she came he'd have to hold her down. He held her open with his fingertips and rubbed the tip of his tongue over her clit. When she gasped and bucked in to him again, she felt him laugh against her.
"I'm glad you're amused. I'm going crazy." She groaned. "Please, Jimmy, I can't take it for much longer."
He turned his head and very lightly bit her inner thigh, making her jerk toward him. That soft bite was enough to put her right at the edge. If he started licking her again she knew she'd come. She spread her legs further and whimpered. Chuckling, he kissed the spot he'd bitten. He took forever to kiss his way back up to her clit. This time he didn't tease or explore. Instead he flicked the tip of his tongue right against her clit. He pressed hard, catching her on the most sensitive part.
The pressure and heat that had grown in her belly boiled over. She gripped the pillow under her head so hard she thought she'd tear the case and slammed her hips into his face. Everything vanished except his tongue still pressing into her and waves of pleasure expanding through her body. Her hips came off the bed so high he could work his arms under her. Holding her tight against his mouth, he sucked at her until she was a trembling mess.
She'd made herself come for years. She used her fingers to touch the same spots he had with his tongue and left herself panting in her bed or in the shower. That was nothing compared to what he'd just done to her. Her vision took a while to clear and she couldn't stop shaking. When she was at least flat on the bed again, he licked her one more time and she almost leapt out of her skin. Her shriek of surprise could probably be heard clearly through the thin walls. So could his satisfied chuckle. She tried to squirm away from him, but he pinned her with his chest, moving up enough that he could kiss her belly. She whimpered again and he kissed her more gently until she sagged into the bed and closed her eyes. She'd thank him in a minute when she caught her breath.
Jimmy kept kissing her until he felt the trembling fade. He marveled at how she responded. So willing to let him play and then she exploded the moment he pressed her. While he kissed her belly he imagined plenty of ways he could tease her and even more that he could send her over the edge. He wanted to see how she would react to just his fingers or maybe to a sex toy. Would she get self conscious after a while or would she always be as eager?
When he knew she had relaxed enough for new contact, he slowly slid up her body. Keeping himself against her, he shuddered at just how small and soft she was. He kissed the undersides of her breasts and moaned at how she wriggled. She tasted saltier from the sweat and he paused for a moment on his way to lick around her nipples. Still reeling from her climax, she made the softest little noises. If he breathed too heavily he wouldn't have heard them.
He stopped when his lips reached her neck and his cock pressed into her thigh. If he moved forward another few inches he could enter her. Looking down at her made him moan. She looked so damn young. She looked so fucking, unforgivably young. Watching the play of emotion on her face, he knew there was no way he could stop. She'd recovered some but he could see and feel the signs that she'd want more soon. Her hips were starting to work against his.
He closed his eyes. If he looked at her for much longer, he would bolt. Rather than making things better, that would only hurt her and in comforting her they would end up right back where they were. Feeling her hands move to his back he knew that beyond a doubt. He took a very deep breath and whispered a reminder to himself. "You've done this before."
She nodded, thankfully not catching his tone of certainty. "I have. You won't hurt me or anything." Her next words nearly made him bolt again. "And I'm on the pill."
There were only two ways to go. He could kiss her firmly, tell her he'd realized what a foolish thing they were doing and hold her while he worked to get her to understand. Then he could show her the door. Taking the other course, he shifted his hips and entered her slowly. He could barely hear his whimper over her ecstatic moan. Her head went back as he pushed into the tightest, hottest thing he'd ever felt. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined she could feel this good. Partly it had to be from her climax, but when he was completely inside her and put his forehead on her shoulder, he knew it was mostly just her.
Before he was ready she ground her hips into him, whimpering at him to start moving. Every move made her tighten around him. He pressed deeper and pinned her to the bed with his hips. "Honey, if you keep that up, this is gonna be over in an instant. You don't want that, do you?" She shook her head so fast he laughed. "I didn't think so." He brushed his lips over hers as he whispered. "Me, either. You feel incredible and I want this to last forever."
Her squeaked 'forever' made him laugh again. He could draw this out for a little while but he wouldn't last nearly as long as that. Not with her breasts pressing into his chest with every breath she took. Not with her making that soft little noise again. He watched her face as she tried to get herself together, but when he moved just a little she clutched at his back and shuddered. If she did that too much he might come before moving at all.
He kissed her lightly just as he began thrusting. His eyes stayed open to watch her, but hers closed tightly. She shifted under him, pulling her knees up so she could spread her legs and meet his hips with more force. She still had some to learn about oral sex, but this she had down. Her hands moved to his ass so she could knead the muscles he used to push into her with increasing force. When she adjusted to what they were doing she lifted her head to kiss his chest and neck.
All of which he could have worked through. When she suddenly threw her head back and cried out to announce what he could already feel-her muscles rippling over him-he was forced to stop for a moment. The instant he felt the contractions slow he slammed into her, using the last of her tremors to push him over the edge. He buried his head against her shoulder just as he buried his cock deep inside her.
He stayed close to her until he completely emptied, then lifted his head to make sure she was all right. He touched her face lightly and whispered her name. When she opened her eyes he moaned in relief. She was smiling up at him. Settling against her, he kissed her tenderly. He combed his fingers through her tangled hair as they kissed. When he softened enough to slip out of her, he rolled them on their sides. They lingered in the kiss, lightly caressing each other and whimpering, until his phone rang.
They both jumped, but he kept his arms tightly around her. "It's the phone, honey, not the door." He kissed her softly before getting out of bed and trotting out to the living room to answer it. The minute he heard the voice on the other end his back stiffened and his stomach lurched. The conversation didn't last long. Angie was trying to cancel a visit with his daughter again. He told her in no uncertain terms that he'd be there as scheduled or she'd hear from a lawyer. She tried to argue for a minute, but he shut her down.
When he hung up, he stood naked in the living room clenching his hands at his sides and breathing heavily. He'd forgotten Alex in the next room and when she touched his back he spun on her angrily. She stepped back so quickly she stumbled and he grabbed her arm to keep her from falling. He pulled her close and hugged her. "Honey, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."
She settled against him, putting her arms around his waist. He held her until his breathing slowed, kissing her hair and petting her back. When he thought they were both calm, he led her to the couch and pulled her into his lap. "I'm very sorry, Alex. You didn't need to hear that."
She shrugged. "It wasn't anything I didn't know. I felt funny overhearing, though. That's why I came out."
He nodded and held her for a long without speaking. When he finally spoke, he was astonished by what came out. "I don't know what's happening with my marriage, Alex. She could decide tomorrow to take me back and I'd have to go, but if she keeps playing these games with our daughter, I have to fight it." He sighed. "I should tell you I can't see you again until I know. It isn't good for either of us."
When she nodded, he pulled her into a tight hug. On the phone the woman he was married to had just done her best to make him feel like a selfish failure. In his lap was a girl who made him at least feel like a selfish success. He sighed more deeply and spoke softly. "Will you keep seeing me until I know? Even if that means I can't make you any promises?"
She turned in his lap and kissed him firmly. "I'm not asking you to make me any promises, Jimmy. I'm just asking you to let me be here sometimes. I'm asking you to be my friend."
He shifted a little so he could hold her more easily. "I can do that, honey. No matter how this works out, I can do that."
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