No Strings

Chapter 14

I was still straddling Jake and he was still inside me as he sat slumped on the floor, strong arms wrapped around me. My nose was pressed into his neck and he smelt divine. If that world shaking orgasm hadn't been enough to rob all my brain cells then the smell of him was definitely finishing the job off. I was dizzy, weak, completely spent.

His chest heaved against mine and his lips glided to the sensitive patch of skin below my ear. I could stay like this all day but it wouldn't be wise and we shouldn't have done this in the first place. I wasn't supposed to be doing Jake.

I lifted my head but before I could move any further Jake grabbed me around the waist and gently lowered me onto the floor so I was lying on my back looking up at him. We were still almost fully dressed. My skirt was rucked up around my waist. A couple of buttons had popped off my shirt so it was gaping open. He had eased himself out of me but his cock was pressed against me, and it was hard.

He thrust his hips a little.

"Where are you going?" he asked. "It looks like I haven't done with you."

His voice was low and sexy and a little bit dangerous. My nipples hardened into excited buds.

I squirmed under him. "You're insatiable," I said gazing up at him. His lips were swollen from our kisses and his cheeks pink.

He thrust his hips again and I gasped.

"I don't know what you do to me, " he groaned. "I've never been this... " and before he could finish the sentence he lowered his mouth onto mine in a deep slow kiss that had me melting into the floor.

I grappled with his jacket trying to get it off him but he wouldn't stop kissing me so it was next to impossible.

"Jake," I protested, my words muffled by his mouth and tongue. "Help me get your clothes off."

Reluctantly he pulled his mouth away from mine and struggled out of his jacket and then pulled his t-shirt over his head. His face emerged set with a sexy determination and his eyes aimed straight at my cleavage. Then suddenly he took hold of my shirt - my expensive silk shirt - and ripped it open, the remaining buttons popping off and flying everywhere.

So freaking hot.

I grabbed hold of his arse, pushing his jeans further down as his head dipped and his teeth pulled my bra aside and his lips fastened over a nipple as he gyrated his hips.

Oh God. And I thought the fuck against the wall had been mind-blowing. Was he going for some kind of award? Was he trying to make me lose my mind?

"Jake," I whimpered. "Jake." It seemed like I couldn't stop gasping his name. What had we started?

"Fuck Sarah," he said detaching himself from my nipple, "You're so fucking ..." and my legs wrapping around his hips stopped him mid sentence. "Oh fuck!" he gasped as he slipped inside me. I was so wet from our previous fuck he just slid right in. "This feels so ..."

I pulled his face down to mine and swallowed his words in another kiss. I didn't want him saying these things. I just wanted him to screw me senseless.

He groaned and thrust his tongue into my mouth at the same time that he thrust his hard cock deeper inside me and I dug my fingers into his hair, arching my back and pressing my entire body against him.

"You feel so fucking good Sarah." And he held himself above me as he gave quick, tight thrusts that had me sliding on the polished wood floor of my living room and wrapping my legs tighter around him so his thrusts plunged deeper. "So good."

I could feel myself coming already. He was so big inside me and the view of his chest beaded in sweat and the way he was gazing down at me as if I were the hottest woman on the planet was sending me over the edge, and it was going to blow the top of my head off. I was almost scared.

"Jake," I panted. "Oh God, I'm going to come Jake. Don't stop."

He gave a pained little laugh and gasped, "I'm doing my best, babe. I'm trying to hold on." Then grabbing my ankles he pulled my legs over his shoulders and moaned, "Oh that's it. You have to come now because I'm so fucking close," and he gave one powerful thrust and I broke. I actually screamed as I milked his cock and felt him spurt hot inside me and letting go of my thighs he sagged onto me, his cheek against my breast, his gasping breaths wafting over my nipple, the aftershocks of my release still gripping his cock.

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We lay like that on the floor for quite some time. My cheek felt far too comfortable against Sarah's soft breast to want to move. But I would have to at some point. I felt like a line had been crossed but maybe Sarah didn't feel the same. I was her convenient fuck buddy. She didn't want me overstaying my welcome or saying anything to her that might rock the boat. It was bad enough that I had spent the entire day worrying about her, I mustn't make things more complicated by breaking our unspoken rules.

But I felt so bloody comfortable lying here, listening to her heart beat slowing. And fucking hell, that shag had been seriously fucking hot. I had come twice in ten minutes. I'd come so hard I saw stars.
Mo was right. Look at me. Whatever happened to wham bam thank you mam? Sarah had me by the balls. It turned out you couldn't have fantastically good sex with someone you fancy without developing feelings. Fuck, I was turning into a woman.

I lifted my head and pushed myself upwards but stopped to look down at Sarah. Her eyes were closed. She looked liked she'd been fucked good and hard. She looked blissed out. I wanted to kiss her again.

Her eyes opened and she smiled. "Are you hungry?" she asked.

Was I hungry? I was fucking ravenous. I nodded my head.

"Good," she said stretching, her rosy nipple still poking out from her bra, still wet from my kisses. "I bought steak and I have extra. It was reduced in Tesco's."

Her voice had that freshly fucked huskiness. My heart squeezed and my cock twitched. Down boy. It was going to drop off at this rate.

Would her cooking for me break our rules? Probably. Did I care? Not at all.