Page 51 of See Her
“Lie down,” he whispers, the airy tone promising nothing but good things as I lower myself to the mattress. His rough, capable hands slide the skirt of my dress up my thighs before he places a kiss to the inside of one. I let out a shuddery breath at the lightness of the touch, and the breeze of his breath skimming across my skin as he ventures further in.
“Ah,” I moan out when I feel his warm breath graze against my folds, quickly followed by his lips plying against my skin. Jack’s gone down on me before, and vice-versa, but that doesn’t make it any less mind blowing each time. Another heavy breath gusts out of me when he flattens his tongue against me, stroking it up and down my slit. My hand journeys down to find his hair as he drapes one leg over his shoulder, lovingly smoothing his hand up and down my skin.
I can’t help rolling my hips, meeting his every lick and lap with a building need. Jack’s breathing picks up in heavy huffs between sweeps of his tongue through my entrance, adding a warming sensation that I can’t take much longer.
“Jack… please,” I beckon, my stomach undulating with my panting.
“What’s the matter?” he murmurs against the skin of my inner thigh.
“I want you,” I heave on an exhale. “I want you inside me, please.”
“Baby,” he responds, kissing up my hip and raising my dress further as he goes. “I want you too. So…” he kisses over my stomach, “damn…” my dress gets pushed higher, “much”.
I raise my arms for him to pull my dress up over my head, and arch for him to reach behind me and unsnap my bra. I pull the lacey cups away from my body as he sits up to shrug out of his open shirt. When both items are cast aside, I reach for the fly of his pants, yanking the button open and the zipper down before he stands to push them down, along with his boxer briefs.
His cock juts out impressively and brushes between us when he lowers his body down onto mine, and I take his face between my hands, pressing up into him.
“You love me?” he asks, framing my face with his thumbs stroking down either side of my jawline. I’ve never felt as treasured as I do by Jack.
“I love you, Jack.”
“I love you,” he replies as he pushes inside me, filling me to the hilt. He repeats the motion over and over again; slow and deep, savoring each thrust, each beat of our hearts.
Jack
Temperatures rise,breathing deepens. The passion and arousal pulse together in love, causing sweat to break out on our skin. I’mtrying to leave no spot on Mayzie’s skin un-worshipped by my mouth, and somehow she’s flipped over with me still behind her. I don’t know which one of us did it or if it was both, but it doesn’t matter as I brush her silky mane of brown hair up to give my lips access to the back of her neck, making her shiver.
Our bodies are perfectly flush and moving in unison, and the position offers me deeper access inside her, pushing me further towards the edge. Wanting to touch her more, I rear up, sitting back on my knees and bringing her with me. With one arm wrapped around her middle, I draw her back against me as we continue to move; me thrusting up inside while she rolls back against me.
Cupping her chin, I kiss down her neck, uttering more words of affection and devotion, mixed in with a few curses and uncontrollable groaning. I’m so close, I’m right there, but there’s no way I’m not getting her there first.
Regretfully, I pull out of her, causing a confused gasp to release from the back of her throat.
“Shh, it’s okay,” I soothe in a whisper as I maneuver myself beneath her as quickly as I can. Pulling her on top of me, I waste no time entering her again; the reprieve is brief, but helpful nonetheless.
I take hold of her hips, encouraging her to resume our rhythm before wrapping my arms completely around her again.
“So fucking beautiful,” I grumble into her neck as my fingers grip at her back. The way the candlelight flickers and glows against her sweat-dampened skin is one of the most sensual and arousing sights I’ve ever seen.
“Oh God, Jack” she responds breathlessly.
“Fuck, I love you.”
We’re both close, I can feel it. I push up into her harder and just a little faster, and she responds favorably, a long moan drawing from her lips.
“I love you, too,” she returns in a strained whisper, as I sweepthe hanging locks of her hair out of our faces to kiss her with fierce abandon. “I love everything you do to me.” I feel her clench down around me, and whimpers of ecstasy pass from her mouth to mine as we come together. Our climax seems to climb and climb, the peak so close but taking so long to reach. I wrap my arms tightly around Mayzie, anchoring her as I pound us through the beautiful explosion. Her arms fold around my neck, hanging on tight as we go to heaven and back together.
Mayzie
I lay listlesslyagainst the pillows, never feeling so relaxed, satisfied, content, and loved. I ache in the best of ways, and I let out a long, gratified exhale before lifting my left hand to admire the ring on my finger. The beautiful design of the band makes it one unlike any I’ve seen before, at least in terms of a wedding ring, and I happen to love that Jack’s matches; it’s just a larger version.
Speaking of my sweet husband, he appears in the doorway beside the bed, still gloriously naked, and holds a glass of cold water out to me.
“Oh my God, thank you.” I take it gratefully and enjoy the soothing feeling of the cool liquid on my dry throat.
When Jack ventures further into the room, I notice he’s carrying his black acoustic guitar in the other hand. I shift upwards a bit, curious as to what’s going on as he sits on the edge of the bed, and I notice a pick resting between his lips.
I’ve never been so jealous of a thin piece of plastic before.