Trapped Together (Complete)

~ Chapter 19 - 7:39pm ~

Jake wasn't sure what the fuck just happened. The last time he came that damn fast was when he was 14 and had just a hell of a wet dream and woke up hard. He jacked off in the shower and that lasted a whole damn 32 seconds before he blew his load over the wall. Never, in his lifetime of having sex, had someone gotten him off in mere minutes. He prided himself on his control and when he allowed this woman to play with him, he lost every bit of it. And fuck him, did she enjoy it, if that glint in her eye was any telling story.

Well, that was fine. She got her fun, now it was time to have his. For as long as he could recall, he wanted to taste her, more than just the juices he got off his fingers when he fucked her the first time. And if he was being honest, he wanted to fucking bury his tongue in her pussy while his dick was in her mouth. He didn't care much for 69, he always felt women didn't focus much, not that he minded, he liked pleasing women. But he sure did think that with this one, she would be able to block her own needs and focus on his.

"Your turn? What more do you want to do?" She was breathless as he laid over her and he liked that. She wasn't scared, the passion in her eyes could attest to that, and he loved it.

"Oh, I can finally taste that pussy. You see, dear Rachel," he started as he undressed her, "I have yet to bury my tongue into that sweet pussy. I have yet to have you ride my face. And I have yet to taste your sweet juice as it gushes out. And believe me, sweetheart, I have every intention of making it gush out."

"I don't...I don't gush," she moaned, his fingers running along her thighs.

"Funny, I don't come in mere moments and yet you fucking did that to me. Guess it will be a whole list of firsts for us tonight." She moaned as his tongue ran along her skin, pushing her legs wider for him. He felt her hands as they ran along his shoulders, the upper part of his back, and into his hair, tugging on it. He wasn't surprised as he felt his dick get even harder. There was just something about her skin that drove him crazy. And when her hands were on him, well, yeah, it did numbers to him.

But he pushed all of that out of his mind and focused on her, on the feast before him. He ran his tongue lightly over her slick folds, sighing at the sweet taste. He would say he was a woman pleaser, aimed to make sure they enjoyed themselves, and that they came a few times before he chased his own release. And coming could be with fingers, tongue, or just intense stimulation. But his favorite, was by far, having a taste with his tongue.

His eyes flicked up to her, watching her movements as he once more lightly brushed her, not wanting to push in quite yet. He was having too much fun teasing her and watching her squirm. Besides, if he wanted her to gush, to do something she didn't do, it was going to have to take some teasing and some time. He needed to prime her up before pushing her over the edge. And he would dare say that no man had done if that she didn't gush. She was always so wet, so hot, that he couldn't see how she hadn't unless she never had the right partner do that.

"Jake," she moaned, arching her hips. He almost chuckled at that action. He was pretty good at biding his time and he hadn't a woman push him to do something he didn't want to do. He did everything in his own time; that was something she was about to find out.

"What?" he asked, running his tongue up and down her folds, but never pushing in. His fingers held her open, and he was able to breathe deep of her scent; something that was quite unknown to him and uniquely hers.

"Don't...please don't tease me."

"I'm not teasing baby, I'm feasting." Without a warning to her, he pushed his tongue in, causing her to moan and lift her hips up. He readjusted himself so that he could hold her down a bit more and still hold her open. And God damn, did she taste amazing. There was an underlying sweetness that he was afraid he'd never get enough of. He tasted it, of course, when it was on his fingers, but to taste it from the sample before him, yeah, nothing was quite like that. It was heady and an aphrodisiac that had him aching all the more and wanting nothing more than stay where he was and eat her out all day long.

She moaned as his tongue curled upwards and rubbed against her clit and it was the sweetest music to his ears. He pulled the sensitive nub between his teeth, and then sucked it into his mouth while he let a finger slip into her. Her hands were tugging on his hair as if she wanted him to pull him away or push him more into her. He was going to bet that she was as confused about what to do as he had been with his dick in her mouth.

"Fuck, Jake," she cried out, letting him know she was close. Not that her body couldn't tell him, because it was. He slipped another finger into her, opening them wide as he pulled them out, all while his mouth, tongue, and teeth still worshipped that tiny, overly sensitive nub. He could feel her wetness, could feel how close she was, and before she spiraled out of control, he pulled back from her clit and slipped his fingers out. "NO!" she cried, her head shooting up to stare at him.

"Don't worry," he told her, his tongue still licking over her pussy lips and barely shifting inward. She shivered against him, but she didn't come, she didn't have the means to yet. And when the shivering stopped and he could feel her thighs loosen up, did he dive back in, attacking her clit again while his fingers went to work on her pussy, pushing in and out. His tongue flicked faster and faster against her clit, and he almost smirked as the shaking started again. This time, the wetness came faster, and again, he wanted to smirk, she was close to what he wanted. He stopped his actions, and he laughed as she yanked hard on his head.

"You cock sucker," she screamed, glaring at him. "Jake, I need to come, please make me come."

"How sensitive are you?" Rather than use his tongue, he just used his lips, kissing along her thighs, her stomach, and her pussy. He needed her to come back from the high before giving into her.

"I feel like I'm going to explode if you don't do something!"

"Good, you probably will." She gave him a confused look but he didn't elaborate. Instead, when he felt she was good, did he go back to work. He had never wanted someone more than her to coat his mouth, his face. He wanted to taste her for days to come. And this was a memory that was well burning in his mind. He wasn't sure that any other woman could do what she did to him, and that was a scary thought if all they were getting was the here and now and not the tomorrow. But he couldn't allow himself to focus on those thoughts. Instead, he put forth his energy on attacking her sweet, soft, highly sensitive, and overly fragrant pussy with more licks and more sucks.

And this time, he could feel the shaking from her inner self, from her core, from her toes, and upward. She gasped and he watched as her eyes flew open, no sound moving past those lips as she gushed all over his fingers, his tongue, and his mouth. He lapped up everything she had to give and smiled as he still felt the tiny convulsions around him. God damn, he could only imagine the heaven that would be to feel around his cock.

When she was done and spent for the moment did he pull back. He dotted the inside of her thighs and her stomach with kisses before he crawled over and looked down at her. He knew that his mouth glistened with her juice, and he had no problem with that. She licked her lips and ran her fingers over his lips and then pulled those into her mouth.

"Jesus Christ, Rachel, don't do that. I'm already hard, well still hard."

"Enjoy that?" she asked even though she was breathless, and he loved it.

"More than words can say." He leaned down and kissed along her neck. "You gushed for me," he whispered into her ear. His fingers trailed over her arms and over the goosebumps he felt.

"Well, you made me crazy. I've never had a man do that. Usually, they give into me."

"Sweetheart, a man shouldn't. A man should want to taste that juice. And it tastes its best when you gush like that. In fact, that's the sweetest sex I've ever tasted." He pulled away from her tantalizing neck to stare down at her, an evil glint in her eye. "I also want to taste that again. But beyond that, Rachel, I want to feel you gush around my cock."