What She Needs Ch. 10

"Oh fuck, Laura....fuck yes!"

He heard her moan in delight as his cock began to twitch and erupt in her mouth. She was greedily sucking each spurt of his thick cum, swallowing and licking. Those bright green eyes held steady on his.

His taste was wonderful. Laura's hands tightened around his thighs, the nails digging in as she drank from him. She almost pouted when she knew he had neared the end, trying to suckle every last drop from his drained cock. Reluctantly she pulled her lips from him and climbed up the length of his body, curling up with him, her head on his chest.

"You taste yummy." She teased.

Jesse couldn't help but laugh. Not many girls had ever let him cum in their mouth, and none had said that to him.

"I'm glad you think so, cause you can do that over and over if you want."

"Oh, I plan on it."

He ran his hands over her back, just rubbing her softly, taking long breaths and enjoying her soft body against his. Laura's fingers were drawing little figure eights on his firm abs. There was a long moment of silence, just the two of them breathing and reveling in the touch of each other.

Jesse put his hand on her shoulder and pushed her onto her back. In an easy movement he had her legs spread and thrust inside of her, both of his hands on her shoulders, pinning her into the bed as his hips rocked hard against her.

Laura was getting even more excited, the quick motion and the force, she thought sure he was going to fuck her with ravage, but though he held her tight, it was a gentle pounding, and his eyes were soft. He was reading her every movement.

He lowered his lips to hers and kissed her with such affection he once again took her away. That kiss was everything for her. How could he kiss her like that?

He whispered to her; "your kiss is magical."

"Funny, I thought it was you."

He had let his grip on her shoulders relax and now her hands were roaming over his shoulders and back. The two switched from kisses and moans, to soft words of affection.

Laura had this odd thought of David at that moment, how very different this was from being with him. Which did she prefer?

Fuck Laura, stop thinking about David. Stop comparing the two.

She looked at Jesse and smiled as his eyes closed, getting lost in the steady rhythm of his hard cock sliding in and out of her, little trembles moved through her and she knew he could feel them in her pussy. His own groans told her what he was feeling. She ran her fingers through his blond waves.

"You feel good, Jesse. This feels so damn good." Laura bit at his lip. "Harder, please harder."

He gladly complied, lifting up from her to be able to thrust wilder against her. She too arched and pushed up into him, meeting each thrust with her own, and Jesse was mesmerized with her. He had never before felt such a connection with a woman, and he had been with plenty women. But with Laura, there was something more. It wasn't just that the sex was amazing; he felt more as one with her. Odd things flashed in his head as he pushed down into her and felt her pussy tremble around his cock. He thought of having her every night. Coming home to her in the evening and wanted to know everything about her.

Laura could see the emotion on his face; he was still thrusting with force into her, but his eyes were soft, his kisses so gentle. It was like making love while being fucked. A shiver ran through her in the thought. She needed more of him.

"Yes Jesse, please...I need you...I need more."

He lifted up onto his knees, grabbing her hips and bringing her hard to him. Each drive into her perfect little body was full of passion and force, and she trembled beneath him from it. The room was filled with the music of their grunts and moans of ecstasy. Laura would whimper and beg for more while Jesse would growl and groan at each tremble of her wet sex.

In the throes of passion the two of them glistened from their exertions. She looked up into his cool hazel eyes, they swirled with a heated need and she knew that he was seeing the same in her own emerald orbs. It was then that she realized just how hard she was squeezing his arms and how lost she was in the perfect unity of their bodies. She could do this for hours with him.

Jesse was looking down at her, reading every reaction from her; trying to gauge just how hard she wanted it or if he should ease up. That impish smile she shot up to him made him chuckle and shake his head. She looked like a wanton slut with her unruly curls all mussed, flushed cheeks, and a look that said "fuck me till I pass out." He took a deep breath and started pounding her harder; trying to give her everything she wanted. It was then that he was aware of how desperately he needed her, of what he was willing to give to have her. It had never been like this with any other woman.

Suddenly he slowed, his lips locked on hers, their tongues mated in a wonderful dance. She let her hands roam up his side and could feel his muffled chuckle against her lips. He lowered down and rested on his arms to keep his weight off of her, only shifting his hips slightly against hers.

"I won't cum anytime soon."

"I figured as much. But it sure is fun." She giggled up to him.

"I could never get enough of you."

There was a pause for a moment as she contemplated that sentence and what was the expected response to it. Finally she sighed.

"Jesse....I will be gone in two weeks."

"It's a state away, not the other side of the country. I drive to Richmond often, even had some jobs up there."

"You want this to be something more? We barely know each other."

He rolled off of her onto his side, pulling her with him to look into those amazing green eyes.

"Of course I do. And we don't get to know each other better if in two weeks you leave the island and cut all contact. I'm only asking for the chance, Laura."

She took a deep breath and let her eyes close, burying her face against his chest, mostly so she wouldn't have to stare into those piercing eyes of his. In that breath she smelled his cologne, his deodorant, that musky scent of male. Why was it he was sticky with sweat and still smelt so damn delectable?

Why didn't she want more with him? Or did she want more? And what about David? Where would she stand with him, or he with her?

She had no doubts that she and Jesse would have a lot of fun together; they certainly had good chemistry. What was she hiding from?

She decided the best way out of this was to label her self the slut and let him walk out on her.

"Jesse, you aren't they only guy I've been with down here."

"I know. Or at least I assumed. I had heard about David. Laura I can't promise you any sort of future like he can. I certainly won't ever have that wealth. I just want a shot at getting to know you....to see where things go."

He knew?! And yet, here he was, having sex with her anyway?!

Laura wasn't sure if that made him noble, or just lame. She was back to thinking that he figured she was a shoe in for sex since she gave it up to David.

"Quite honestly Laura, I was shocked when you agreed to go out tonight, and even more surprised things went this way. I wasn't sure why you had gone after David, I assumed it was the money, and I just can't compete with that."

Laura's temper was flaring a bit, her mind racing a hundred miles per hour.

"First, I did not go after David, it just sorta happened. Second, do I seem like the kind of girl that goes after money to you?"

She sat up and looked down at him, staring hard into those shocked eyes of his.

"Well...ummm, no. Please Laura, I didn't mean it like that. Look, I really like you. If you have something with David, just tell me, I'll back off."

"I don't honestly know what I have with him. Just as I don't know what I have with you."

"Fair enough, then it's you dating two eligible guys." Jesse put up his hands and tried his best to try and diffuse what seemed like a possible explosive situation. Did he like the idea of her fucking both of them? No. But he wasn't about to put his foot down and risk pushing her away or pull out of the race. Something kept telling him that Laura was something special, that they would be very happy together. So he would let her figure things out on her own.

"I can wait Laura. I'm not the type to stake claim. You needed to know where I stood and that I want this to continue. I want you long after you leave at the end of vacation. I guess it depends on what you want, and what David is looking for."

She couldn't help but feel a slight stab at that last part. It was as if Jesse knew David wasn't the type to settle down, and he was making damn sure she knew it as well.

With a sigh, Laura collapsed back into his arms, grabbing the sheet and pulling it up over them. His arms gladly wrapped around her and pulled her in close.

"Let's just see how the next two weeks go, ok?" She whimpered.

"Ok Laura. But can you make me one promise?"

"What's that?"

"Honesty. If you are out with him, or things with him get serious, just be honest about it. Ok?"

She smiled up to him, "I don't know any other way to be."

He kissed her forehead and then smoothed down her hair. He was so happy to have her in his arms, to fall asleep with her.

"Good night beautiful."

"Night Jesse."

She let her eyes drift closed, his scent filling her, lulling her to sleep, the steady pound of his heart giving a soothing rhythm. Falling asleep in a man's arms was so much better than trying to get comfortable on your own. The only thought that lingered was what the morning would bring.

Oddly enough, Jesse had the same thought. The difference was Jesse was looking forward to waking with Laura and greeting the morning, and Laura was somewhat dreading it. What had been amazing sex had just been complicated by emotions and the need for added closeness and a relationship, but she would deal with that tomorrow.

***

David glanced over at his alarm clock, two AM. Fuck man, go to bed. He hadn't been able to sleep soundly, and as he had at twelve, he got up and walked out into the living room and onto the front porch, looking down and over to Laura's driveway. There it sat, Jesse's truck. Why was this bothering him so? She wasn't his.

As he came back in he heard a voice from the kitchen.

"So are you fucking her also, or are you suddenly concerned Jesse might be a serial killer or rapist?"

David groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. He had almost forgotten Sean was with him.

"Go to bed Sean." He was in no mood to deal with his son.

"Ahhhh...fucking her. Hmmm, wonder how kinky she is? The looks I got earlier told me I might stand a chance. Maybe she was thinking a father son duo."

In three quick steps David had Sean pinned against the wall by his throat, not squeezing all that hard, but enough to get his point across.

"Grow up, Sean! And stay the fuck away from Laura!"

With a slight gasping breath Sean grab his dad's wrists, "Easy old man. I got it, you're into her. I'll back off."

David released his son and backed up, wringing his hands slightly. He couldn't imagine what had made him act in such a way. Of all the dumb things his son had done, never had David put his hands on him like that. What was going on? He couldn't sleep for the thought of Laura being with Jesse, and now, to attack his son for making a comment.

Damnit David, get a hold of your self.

Sean rubbed his neck and just chuckled as he walked down the steps back to his bedroom, "don't need three of us all trying to cock block. But if you are gonna win her from Jesse; you better hope she falls for the money Dad."

"She isn't like that Sean, and I wouldn't want her if she was."

Sean stopped instantly and turned to look to his dad, going up a few steps to see him more clearly.

"So you do want her? It isn't just sex for you?" He snickered, "of course not. You wouldn't have gotten so pissed had it just been about the sex. Damn dad, all this time and finally someone got close. I'm impressed."

Sean just turned and walked off, leaving David to stand there with those words echoing in his head.