Kylie & Jack 1: Humble Beginnings

64. A Taste of Something New

Saturday 24th Aug 9:54 AM

"This is easily the most relaxed I've felt in years ..." Kylie muttered sleepily where she lay on the bed. Her fiery hair splayed over Jack's bare chest, the steady beating of his heart reverberating around her head. He dragged his fingertips along her arm, just humming in agreement. Neither of them had enjoyed so much sex in such a brief period of time, nor felt so absolutely contented before.

"Mm ... I can tell. Guess this is what it takes to really calm you down, eh Wombat?"

"If you're suggesting we have four day weekends all the time, absolutely!"

Jack laughed softly into the silent room feeling as if its luxurious feel was literally slowing down time, to let them enjoy every expensive second.

Kylie smirked and rolled onto her elbows, resting her chin in her hands, eyeing him with a now curious smile. The sheet that was barely covering them became tightly tucked under her hips as she rolled – tugging it off Jack, leaving him essentially uncovered.

"What's that look for? You look like you're about to tell me ... something ... troublesome ..." Jack smirked, seeing the mysterious playfulness on Kylie's face.

"Well ... I might have asked around for things to do ... and I might have found something ... something that I just know you'll love ..."

"Ah, well now that confirms it! You're up to mischief!" Jack teased her, rolling onto his side and kissing the smirk right off her face.

"Mischief? Me? You offend me, Mr Brookes –"

"– hmm, I guess I better beg for your forgiveness then, hadn't I?" He said, eyeing her salaciously for a moment and in a husky whisper in her ear, added "Miss Foley ..."

Jack started to crawl down the bed, tossing the sheet aside impatiently, kissing his way down her body and spreading her legs.

"You say that like I'll forgive you!" Kylie giggled breathlessly. She forced herself to laugh lightly so that she didn't let him see how easily she would in fact, "forgive" him.

"You haven't seen me really beg yet ... I'm pretty hard to resist ..." Jack quipped in a thick voice. He looked up at her, eyebrows raised and mouth curled into a sexy smirk.

"Alright then ... let's see how irresistible you think you are then ..." Kylie replied as calmly as possible. She had one hand laying across her hip and her other hidden beneath the pillow she was lying on, ready to grip a hold of it.

Taking his cue, Jack opened his mouth, keeping his eyes locked with hers: Kylie watched him flick his tongue out of his mouth, barely touching her folds.

God – damn you James – shit, I don't know your middle name – BROOKES!

"C'mon, I didn't feel anything!" Kylie giggled. Jack knew she was pretending not to be a bag of nerves, so he grinned wider, curled his arms around her thighs – feeling her rest her foot on his back – and ran his tongue over her folds again, this time more noticeably.

Oh shit –

"You've got a long way to go before I forgive you if you don't pick it up a bit!" Kylie teased him, now firmly gripping the pillow, her balled fist well hidden from Jack's view.

Jack's every flick and lick of his tongue electrified her senses and they were both amazed with Kylie's resolve, fighting off giving in to him immediately, until ...

A filthy, long moan escaped Kylie's open lips. Jack smirked against her with an open mouth, impressed that she had lasted as long as she did. He pressed his left hand into her stomach while his right kept a firm hold on her thigh, his tongue caressing her walls, edging deeper.