Fucking a Friend Pt. 07

"Good." I hit the sensitive spot where her neck and shoulder joined, nipped her lobe, kissed my way to her mouth, and devoured her. Even as her mind railed against it, her body unfurled to me. Her lips parted further to taste me again, her back arched up to invite me closer, her legs spread wider to welcome me deeper. I took her up on every unspoken invitation, cementing the connection of our mouths despite the contorting of her body, until I flexed my hips and her nails dug urgently into my back, until I gripped her hips so I forged even deeper.

I was everywhere, every sight she could see, every scent filling her nose, every flavor on her tongue. And as I tunneled down again to the hilt and I filled all her empty space, I wanted to become every sensation she felt. Like a force of nature, she cried , "overwhelming"..

With a hot palm, I caressed her face, my lips pressing with finessed demand. Mindlessly, she opened, and I captured her mouth. Hiding was no longer an option, so she threw herself completely into the kiss and into meeting each spine-melting stroke into her aching pussy.

"I...," she panted.

Sweat broke out along my forehead, at my temples, across my back. My entire body tensed, my cock ached to the point of bursting. and still I wanted to consume her at that controlled pace that drove her mad.

"Jelly," I moaned, ."So slick and tight, so fucking right."

"Faster," she demanded, almost not recognizing her own voice.

My pace didn't change. I continued to slide my way in, angled against the spot guaranteed to send her reeling. Her mind fought it even as she craved it, until she didn't know what to want. Until her body took over.

She bucked under me, doing her best to take me deeper, faster, harder. "Now!"

"You're not controlling this, honey."

"But I need—"

"There's no where to go. You're between me and a wall."

She was breathing fire, her heart pumping lava. Right behind her clit an inferno of an ache burst, threatening to singe her alive. I shook my head, balancing my forehead on hers so that she had nowhere to look except the side of the wall. I saw her bite her lip and give in to her fate.

The head of my cock scraped just the right spot again and again and again. The storm brewing in her body became a hurricane. Vicious need rushed through her. She clamped down on me. And the friction only grew more mind-boggling as I fought my way deeper, to possess her, with every plunge. As she gasped, her world spun out of control. She tried to fight against me. I could read the panicked need in her eyes.

I turned myself over to my own desire, my thrusts into her a rapid rush of fire deep over her skin. Her body jolted, tightened, bucked. And the pleasure multiplied exponentially, zipping fire through her entire body. She clawed, screamed, and begged. She dug in her nails, wherever she could, desperately clutching what little she had left of her composure. She was giving me too much, and I was eating it up—and with every stroke demanding still more.

I hammered into her, shoulders flexed, concentration fierce. And still my gaze locked on her, forcing her to connect with me, to show me exactly how I affected her stroke for stroke. Inside her, a tingle built on a shiver, deepening the unrelenting ache between her legs. I capitalized on that ruthlessly, pounding, pounding her most sensitive spot. The pleasure was like a chain reaction as it built, fed on itself, then took on a life of its own. Suddenly, the need for release swallowed her whole, and I saw Jillian fall prey to it all and let it drag her down.

Wildly, she shook her head. "Yes," she whimpered, throbbing everywhere, the restraints around her pleasure sprang free. She screamed my name again as her entire body clenched with unrivaled pleasure.

As her climax exploded, fracturing her, my entire body tensed and my hands clutched her hips, keeping her suspended in the sort of ecstasy one reads about, until I shuttled deep and emptied into her, delving so far inside her I nearly lost myself. The wrenching pleasure had her crying out until she lost her own breath, her voice.

As soon as the orgasm slowed, leaving behind languid and liquid satisfaction, my gaze locked in on her, steady, open, letting her see the fact that I only wanted her more.

"Holy fuck", the exclamation escaped her lips as I slid back to the opposite wall, my arms covering her as we fell to the ground.

We sat in a heap on the floor for a few minutes and allowed ourselves to return to normal. She leaned back into me, kissing my cheek, and told me that she liked the house. We began to kiss again and Jillian turned in my arms to straddle my hips. Then the most annoying of all things happened. Her phone rang.

We tried to ignore and let it go to voice mail. The caller tried again and she cursed it, reaching over to see who it was. She answered it, placing a finger over my lips as I kissed it before lowering my head to lavish attention on the swells of her breasts. The caller, who sounded like Alyssa, ask her if she was ok.

She answered by mentioning she was using the restroom and I bit her nipple in response. She mouthed, "that I was being bad and to fucking stop it".

They had their conversation and at it's conclusion, Jillian kissed me on the forehead and told me that she had to go. Her family was getting together for dinner out at the winery and she had to get home and ready. Regretfully, I released her from my arms and we both struggled to stand. We both shook out the cobwebs and kissed before getting dressed. Leaving the house together, we walked to her car and she asked me if she could give me a ride home. I told her that I would just walk home and enjoy the weather. I closed the door after she sat down and turned the car on. We kissed, and she made mention that Alyssa's birthday was Thursday and they were having a party for her. I told her it sounded like fun and to count me in.

I also remembered that her anniversary would have been a few days after that and I didn't bring it up or acknowledge it. I knew it had to have been on her mind. We said our goodbyes for the day, and told each other we'd see one another again on Monday, for another exciting day at work.