or not. She decided this time
around, she’d let him do the job himself. He struggled at first, and she
guessed it had been a while since he’d used one. But then like an expert, he’d
secured it.
Jake pushed
her legs further apart and eased into her pussy more gently than any man she’d
been with. It seemed awkward at first, even a little embarrassing, but then
both of them seemed to relax as he began tiny thrusts inside her.
She held onto
his arms, knowing he was obviously being gentle for a reason, and he didn’t
have to be.
“Jake, it’s okay. I don’t break, and we’re both doing this to enjoy
ourselves.”
He nodded and
picked up intensity.
She had a
secret she’d keep all to herself. She loved it when a guy kissed her when she
climaxed. However, tonight she’d just have to settle for an orgasm.
Gen ran her
finger over the outline of his bicep, thinking how tanned his skin was, how
strong his body looked, and most important, that he seemed like a really nice
guy.
He thrust
harder, hitting the back of her pussy. Gen felt the stirrings of an orgasm. She
hadn’t had one of those with the last two guys she’d been with. Jake was
different because he came across as a thoughtful lover.
She hoped he
didn’t mind her wrapping her legs around his hips, resting the back of her
ankles on his butt. He obviously didn’t because he took it as a cue to move
faster and thrust harder.
A murmur
escaped her lips, and she wondered if he’d heard it.
Gen couldn’t
stop herself now because her body was on high alert. Even her calves and toes
were tingly. Her lower body buzzing with a tension she knew was the makings of
an off-the-charts climax. She could count on one hand the times she’d had one
this intense.
She threw her
head back and cried out, the orgasm taking her faster than she expected, and
her vocal outburst taking her by shock. She wasn’t usually that loud when she
had sex, but then again, very few men had ever made her come like that.
Jake drove
faster and harder again. She was sure she could hear his heart beating. He
panted a few times, and then even though he was sheathed, she felt a gush
inside her, and then he held her tightly.
Kiss me, please.
He gently
slid out of her and rolled over and lay beside her on the bed.
Jake held his
chest while they both looked up at the ceiling.
“That was
just want I needed,” he said.
“Me
too.”
“So you
really climaxed. I mean you weren’t faking it? I know some ladies do it to make
us guys feel good.”
Gen rolled
onto her side and looked at him. A bead of sweat rolled down his cheek and she
was oh so tempted to wipe it away. It took all of her strength to keep her
hands down by her side.
“Not me. I
really had an off-the-charts climax.”
“Good. And—”
The phone
ringing interrupted him. He got up, took the condom off, and threw it in the
bin as Gen reached over for the phone.
“Hello.”
“Gen, it’s
me.”
“Mom,
anything wrong?”
Jake looked
over at her with a worried look on his face and knitted his eyebrows together.
“It’s Nicky.
We were eating at Burger Hut, and a couple of his friends came in, and he left
with them.”
“Geez, that
kid’s going to give me grey hair.”
“I’m sorry. I
tried to talk him into finishing his meal first, but he wouldn’t.”
“And I’m
sorry that he was rude enough to leave with them. Was it a tall, dark-haired
boy and one with red hair?”
“Yep, perfect
description of the pair.”
“I don’t like
him hanging out with them because they’re trouble. I think I’ll drive around,
look for him, and drag him home, whether he likes it or not.”
“You want me
to come with you?”
“No, Mom,
just head home, and I’m sorry that Nicky is so rude these days. He’ll come and
mow your lawn as punishment.”
Gen put the
phone down and looked at Jake. He was still naked, his now limp cock bouncing
on his thighs as he walked toward her. She wanted to have sex again, but
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