He kisses down my neck again, moving my bra down so my nipples peak through to suck on, leaving me squirming underneath him.
He continues his path; kissing above my bra, falling down to my stomach. He grasps my sweatpants; pulling them down along with my underwear. The first and probably only times he's not ripped my underwear off. "Please no teasing." I beg him, seeing his hooded eyes lock into mine.
He goes down between my legs, leaving an evil grin, licking my middle with only the tip of his tongue, his fingertips barely brushing my entrance. "Then it wouldn't be fun." He says against me.
I thrust forward trying to bring more friction. "Please." I whimper, making my head fall back against his pillow.
"Look at me." He growls.
I try to open my eyes, but it's too much; all the reason and pleasure course through me.
"Look at me." He says sterner, entering two fingers into me quickly, making me jerk up. I open my eyes hastily seeing his mouth finally eloping me, leaving me no hope. Flicking back and fourth, side to side, while he enters another finger.
"So fucking tight for me." He finds my sweet spot, while his fingers curl inside, making me come instantly, my hips jerking forward to his; sucking up all my come.
The filthy sounds from Jake's mouth, makes me cringe and shiver at the same time. He comes back to me, just staring with hooded eyes. Even in my state, I find it in me to weakly pull down his pants, which he helps me too. My eyes half lidded come to his shaft that's covered in his boxers. Rubbing him gently before slipping him out of his boxers, rubbing him properly, seeing him lose control with his hardening length. I pull his boxers down with my other hand, having my feet finish for me. He rest his head in the crook of my neck as I stroke him. After one final pump, I bring him down to my clit, rubbing my juices over his tip, both of us look down at the delirious feeling of his precome leaking onto me.
"I want to fuck you." His words harsh, his hands grasping my hips, while his teeth tug at my ear lobe. Ear playing was never a turn on for me, but with his shallow breathing, it makes me change my mind in a instant as I feel his lips ghost along my neck.
I look down again seeing how I rub each other then back to him with his forehead to mine, "Then fuck me." I taunt him, switching back to pumping.
"Do you want me to?" One second he's demanding, and the next he's questioning.
I just nod, sick and tired of his continued rejection.
He pulls away from me. At first I protest, but I see him lean over his bed side table, opening the drawer. His hands dig around a couple seconds, before it pauses and pulls out the foil packet.
Hesitation is within his eyes, but he begins to rip it, pulling out the latex.
"Can I... can I put it on you?" I don't recognize my voice. There was a switch or a click that has made me beyond nervous. This is it. I'm really going to do this with Jake. With Jake fucking Dennings.
If you would have of told me I'd be in this situation with Jake between my legs, brushing my hip soothingly with his thumb, us making love; I'd either die laughing or think you were crazy.
But here I am. He hands me the condom, standing on his knees in front of me. I sit up, crossing my legs.
I've only seen condoms in Health class, and we practiced on a banana. Jake was bigger then the banana obviously.
I bring my small hands around his length, sliding the condom smoothly against him. He hisses at me, I furrow up at him in confusion.
He pushes me down so I lay on my back, my legs close immediately on accident.
