Love over Hate

Steamy

Sorry I ended the last part so abruptly!! I wasn't feeling very good, and wanted to post at least something!! Oh, and if you don't really care for smut, you can skip this chapter!

"Let me." He said gruffly. Reaching forward, his knuckles brushed against your bare skin, as he slowly pulled it up and over your head, leaving you standing there in your black bra and jeans. Bending down, you slipped your boots off as Jared did the same.

As you stood back up, Jared grabbed you in his arms, tossing you onto the bed. "Let the fun begin." He said, standing there and staring down at you.

"Clothes off." You ordered, and with a smile he complied. Pulling his shirt over his head, you watched as his sinuous muscles pulled and moved with the movement. Leaving his jeans on for a moment, he stepped towards you, and you nibbled on your lip, waiting for the moment his body was pressed against yours. "Come here."

"My, aren't you bossy." He teased, as he reached down and subtly adjusted himself in the confines of his jeans.

"Well, since you are older than me, I'm not sure how long you'll last, and I want to enjoy the moment." You sassed, watching as his eyes darkened.

"Is that a challenge?" He asked, his voice deep, and you liked the predatory look in his eyes.

"It's whatever you want it to be." You answered. "As long as you hurry up and come here."

Surprising you, Jared grabbed your ankles, pulling you to the edge of the bed so your legs were hanging off. Leaning over you, he nibbled on your bottom lip, pulling slightly as his rough hand cupped your breast through the bra. Arching into his touch, you were ready for your bra to be gone. You wanted his skin against yours.

Moving his lips down to your neck, he suckled as he roughly pulled away the cup of your bra, baring one breast to his hand. Kneading it, you could feel his leg in between yours, as his head dipped down, licking a line along your clavicle. "So freaking beautiful." He whispered. "And mine."

The possessive tone in his words sent a shiver running through your body. Carding your fingers in his hair, you held on as his head moved south, his lips wrapping around your beaded nipple. Gently pulling with his mouth, his other hand moved to your other breast, giving it attention as well.

"Jared." You pleaded, needing more.

"Patient." He ordered, leaving your breasts alone as he pressed open mouthed kisses along your belly. Continuing to move south, he quickly opened the buttons to your jeans. Lifting your hips, you weren't surprised when he pulled them and your underwear down in one swift motion. "You are a piece of art." He whispered, staring down at the most intimate part of you. Blushing under his heated gaze, you only had a moment before he was leaning down, pressing kisses against your inner thigh.

"Jared." You begged again, moving your hips towards him, but with a smile on his face, he spread one of his large hands across your belly, easily holding you down. Moving past your thighs, he licked you, starting at your opening before swiping across your clit, sending electric currents straight throughout your body. Arching into his touch, you clenched your hands onto the bed sheets, moaning out his name. You could feel the slight chuckle as he took your clit between his lips, gently sucking on the sensitive bundle of nerves.

Sure, you were only twenty, and had only been with a couple of men, but none had focused so strongly on the oral aspect of sex. Sure, they loved receiving blow jobs, but none had actually been interested in pleasuring you, so you really had no idea what to expect.

As his tongue swirled around your clit, you couldn't contain the sounds coming out of your mouth, and Jared looked up, his lips covered in your slick, a smile on his face. "Don't hold back. I love hearing you."

Moving his head back down, he kept his mouth around your clit, but you could feel his finger sliding through your folds, testing your entrance. Sliding one finger in, you moaned at the feeling. "You're so freaking tight." He groaned, his finger curling deep within you.

Feeling like a coil was tightening in your lower stomach, you arched your back, pressing Jared's face deeper against you. "Jared." You warned, as you felt like you could explode. With a hard suckle on your clit, you closed your eyes, letting out a little scream as you came undone.

Seconds pass by, and Jared was leaning against your hips, a huge smile on your face. Feeling lax, like your bones had melted away, you saw him smiling at you. "What?" You asked him.

"You tasted amazing." He told you, and you blushed deeply. Standing up, he shed his jeans and his boxers, his erection looking very impressive. Moving to kneel down and return the favor, he pressed his hands against your shoulders. "No, not this time. This time is all about you." He promised, before reaching into his bag and pulling out a condom. Sliding it on, he surprised you when he climbed onto the bed, laying next to you.

"What are you doing?" You asked him, running your hand down his chest, feeling his muscles clench as your hand traveled lower and lower. Wrapping your hand along his length, you squeezed gently, feeling his hips buck into your hand.

"I want you to ride me." He said simply, making you clench your thighs together. Sitting up, you straddled his stomach, your hair blanketing the two of you as you leaned down and pressed your lips to his.

Doing nothing more than kissing for a couple of minutes, you could feel his erection pressing against your bottom. Smiling against his lips, you slid back a little bit, reaching and grabbing his cock with your hand. With a smile on your face, you rubbed his cock between your folds, clenching against nothing as the head rubbed against your clit. It was his turn to moan your name.

Lining him up against your entrance, you slowly sank down on him, letting your tight walls slowly grow accustomed to his large size. With his hands laying heavily on your hips, he waited for you to take the lead. Slowly, you began moving up and down, feeling yourself stretch to accommodate him. The fullness was almost too much at first, but as you moved up and down, you loved the feeling.

As he continued to let you lead, his hands moved up from your waist, both hands cupping and kneading at your breasts. Arching into his touch, you began moving faster, your hips slamming down on his. Soon the only sounds in the room were of your labored breathing and his grunts, and the sound of your skin slapping against his. Once you could feel yourself close to coming again, you lost your stride, and Jared placed his hands back on your hips, moving you up and down his cock.

"I'm close." You warned him, as he pistoned his hips up into you, hitting deep inside you. With a guttural moan, you came hard, losing your ability to hold yourself up. With your chest pressed against his sweaty one, you felt him continue to pound against you, coming soon after you with a cry of your name.

Laying there, completely sated, you felt him wiping the sweaty hair from your brow. "That was freaking amazing." He mumbled, his voice a little hoarse.

"Not bad for an old guy." You agreed.

"Hey." He argued halfheartedly.

"Actually. You were great. This. This was really great." You admitted, tilting your head up and pressing your lips sweetly to his jaw.

"No argument here." He answered, taking a deep breath, before covering the two of you with the sheet.