One Night Ch. 03-04byTheDarkAngel13©
December 13th & 17th 2006
I awoke warm and comfortable in Jake's bed; his pillow, smelling of his sweat, soap and shaving lotion, was under my head, only adding to the sort of bubble of comfort that enveloped me. I was curled up in a ball, my back to him, so I rolled over to look at him.
Jake lay on his back, one arm over his head, shielding his eyes from the light that poured in through the window; a faint smile was visible on his lips and he looked more happy and content than I had ever seen him awake.
I supported myself on my right elbow and looked down at him, taking in the color of his hair and skin in the daylight, the way he moved as he breathed, the way he looked as he slept. I had no idea it was possible to love another human being as much as I loved Jake.
I sighed, bending down to press a very gentle kiss to the smooth skin below his shoulder and felt him stir. With a soft moan and a slow sigh, he opened his eyes and stared at me, almost in shock.
"Sam," he finally whispered, "it's you."
"It's always been me, Jakie," I whispered, tenderly kissing his lips, which were parted in a silent gasp.
"I can't believe you're here," he sleepily sighed, putting his hand on my face. "I never even dreamed I'd get to make love to you, spend the night with you—wake up with you. You're like a fantasy come true..."
"I love you so much, Jake," I whimpered, shifting my weight so that my upper body was on top of him.
"What're you doing?" he asked as a sly grin crept onto lips.
"You promised me I'd get to love you again."
Nuzzling his neck, I slipped my left hand across his chest and massaged his lower abdomen with my fingertips. He moaned and put his arms around my neck, pulling me down on top of him. With that motion of consent, I allowed my hand to slide lower until I felt the warmth of him pressing back against me and realized that he already wanted me.
A greedy, satisfied grin briefly flashed across my mouth, but I managed to hide it as I lowered my head to kiss long rows across Jake's stomach. I loved the way it felt as his muscles tightened under my touch when he gasped.
"Sam... You don't have to... have to do it all..." he sighed as I licked a long trail up from his hip to his neck.
"But I want to do this. Last night, Jake, you did it all... You made the most spectacular love to me that I could imagine. Today, I wanna show you the same kind of breathtaking pleasure as you showed me..."
Suddenly grabbing me by the shoulders and pulling my whole body down onto his, Jake kissed me, delving his tongue deep into the back of my mouth. I moaned against him, feeling a sudden wave of desire break over me and crash somewhere in my hips. My heart began pounding so hard against my chest that I was afraid he could feel it. I straddled his hips, allowing his hardness to press between my thighs.
"You feel good, Jake," I whispered, grinning impishly. "I want to feel you like this more often..."
"Don't tease, me, Sam," he gasped, titling his head back, bearing his neck for my mouth. "I'm only human..."
"But you're mine," I murmured, opening my mouth wide and pressing my lips to the tender skin of his throat.
I wasn't sure what I was doing, due to my sheltered life, but I suppose I could have been giving him a hickey. All I knew was that I loved the taste of him and I wanted him, so I just sort of sucked on his neck, nipping at his skin as he whimpered beneath me.
"Take me, Sam," Jake moaned, digging his long fingernails into my back.
"Not yet. There are many things that I would like to do to you... But I don't know how..." I said, failing to suppress a giggle.
"If you're referring to the Oasis song, you got the lyrics wrong..." he said, grinning at me.
With a naughty smile, I ducked under the covers and slid down between Jake's legs, ready to finish what I started last night.
"Oh, Sam, you're not really gonna—Oh, okay..." he mumbled as I took him once again in my mouth.
I could still taste a bit of myself on him from last night, but that only heightened the sweetness of his skin as I brought him as far into my mouth as I could. I had no idea how I could do something so bold and still feel comfortable, but I clearly was made to please Jake.
The heat beneath the blankets was unbearable, causing beads of sweat to roll down my face and back, but I thought that Jake's sweat tasted fine. Shortly, though, I felt the covers whipped off my head as he reached down to anchor his fingers in my hair, moaning in ecstasy.
"Sam," he gasped as I licked all around him, "I'm afraid I may..."
I removed my lips from his flesh for a moment so that I could say, "Shh, let me do this..."
I boldly put all of him in my mouth and sucked hard, wanting him to fall over the edge. It drove me crazy that I could drive him crazy.
"Sam," he gasped, suddenly digging his fingernails into my skin. "Oh, dear God..."
I glanced up and saw Jake throw his head back as he came, calling my name and letting himself flow into my mouth. Thrilled, I lapped up every drop of him and swallowed, not letting go of him until I was sure he was finished.
Finally, I sat back and looked up at Jake. His breath was ragged and his hands were trembling, but there was a smile on his face. I crawled up so that I was laying on him once again and he weakly wrapped his arms around me. I grinned as I kissed his lips, loving the blank, glazed-over stare he gave.
"Are you okay?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Uh-huh," he gasped, nodding vehemently.
"What do you think?"
"There aren't enough words in the English language..." was all he could mutter, squeezing me as he held me against him. "Thank you, Sam," he added, gradually regaining his breath.
"Don't ever even mention it," I replied, grinning seductively.
"Er, do you want me to..."
"Shh... no, baby. Not right now."
"I don't know. I just want to do this right now..."
"Why, love you again, of course."
With that, I kissed him again, reaching one hand down to hold him, feeling him harden once more under my touch. As I pressed my lips firmly against his, I poured my passion and desire into his mouth. We both moaned as our tongues sort of wrapped around one another.
Satisfied that he was aroused, I let go and sat up on him, looking down at his face. He smiled and reached one hand up to cup my breast, keeping the other on my butt to steady me there. I closed me eyes and sighed as his soft fingers massaged the tender skin around my nipple.
"I love it when you touch me there," I whimpered, feeling my flesh melt under his hot hands.
"Come closer, then," he replied, sliding the hand behind me up to draw my body down on his again.
When I was within reach, he opened his mouth and took my nipple between his teeth, eliciting yet another moan from deep within me. I had to bite my tongue as he gently bit at me, sucking like a baby.
I cried out as he bit down, but despite the pain, the sensation was thrilling. I didn't want him to stop, but I sighed and finally drew back. He reluctantly let my breast slip from his grasp.
"What's wrong?" he asked, rubbing my shoulders.
"Nothing, I just want to do this..."
"Okay, but I don't mind satisfying you. It's okay to let me do these things. I'll never hurt you."
"Oh, I know you won't hurt me, babe. That's for sure. But please, I'm just trying to figure out the best way to do this. I'm so inexperienced, but I want to make you weak... Just let me take it easy."
"I think you'll figure it out, Sam. You've er, got great instincts..."
With a naughty smirk, I placed my hands on his shoulders, bracing myself, and began to grind my hips against his. A shocked moan escaped his mouth and he quickly gripped my own shoulders, his hands trembling. I did it harder and harder, making him cry out.
"Let me in," Jake finally managed to gasp. "I wanna be inside you..."
"Okay," I purred, reaching between my legs to take him. "I want you here anyway..."
He groaned as he entered me and I giggled, suddenly feeling wild as I realized what power I had over him.
"Nothing could ever feel this good," he moaned, thrusting his hips up to meet mine as I kept grinding.
Harder and harder, I pushed against him, trying to drive him as I high as he had sent me. I looked down into his eyes and saw in them a fire, burning so strong like the fire I felt inside my own body, and I knew then that I owned him. He was mine.
It had little to do with any love he might have actually felt for me—he had always loved me—but somehow, by arousing in him that primal desire and then pleasing him in ways he apparently had forgotten about or never even known, he gave up any and all freewill to me.
"You like it, Jake?"
With everything I had, I stroked Jake, pressing my body hard against his. The heat caused by our bodies' friction was overwhelming and we both had to gasp for our breath as the air seemed to drain from the room, replaced only with that heat, damp with our sweat.
The way I moved against him allowed me to feel a different kind of pleasure than what I was used to. I felt him rubbing hard against that place in my walls, the place that made tears come to my eyes it felt so good. I felt the strength leave my hands where I held onto him, but I couldn't bear to give that rush up. So I threw my head back and cried his name and he arched his back, brushing the deepest part of me.
To his surprise, I came first, collapsing on him as I gasped his name, all the air leaving my lungs. As I fell forward on him, he flung his arms around me and squeezed me tightly, thrusting against me one last time as he cried my name out loud.
I closed my eyes for a moment, lost in the breaking waves that came from our love. How many times had I imagined it and it was still better than anything even my vivid imagination could devise.
Hands trembling and breath shaking, I managed to open my eyes and look at Jake again. His lips were parted as he too fought to regain his breath, but he wasn't smiling; he was staring blankly at the plain white ceiling above him.
"Will you be okay?" I gasped, grinning at him.
He smiled slightly and shook his head.
"I'll never be the same..."
As the rush of our climax passed, the two of us regained our senses. I looked up at Jake, still wondering how it was possible to love someone that much, and smiled, thrilled that I was the lucky girl who got to make him that happy.
"I love you, Jake," I whispered, nuzzling his chest. "I hope I was worthwhile..."
"Sam," he sighed. "Oh, sweet Sam... Believe me, you were the best I have ever known. I've never even met a girl who'd do for me what you did last night... and this morning."
We lay there, still catching our breath and enjoyed each other's warmth. But after a long, thoughtful pause, Jake suddenly said, "Shit. It's nearly ten a.m. what's your mom gonna say?"
"Right now, Jake," I cooed, feeling myself begin to doze again, "I don't give a fuck. As long as I have waited for you, I deserve to take a day off to spend it in your arms, pleasing you. Screw my mother. She needs to take a chill pill."
"That doesn't sound like you, Sam. You always worry about your mother..."
"Yeah. I do. And I am so sick of having to worry about her. Just once, I am taking time for myself. To please myself. I wanna be happy here with you, Jake. Just let me have this day, please..."
With a tender kiss to my forehead and a sigh, Jake said, "Sounds fair to me."
Started March 26th, 2007
Finished: Early-Mid April, 2007
That afternoon when I returned home, my mother was pissed. I mean... pissed. If you knew my mother, you'd know what that meant, but until you meet her, you won't fully grasp the concept.
"I was worried sick! When I woke up this morning and found that you hadn't come home, I called and you didn't even bother picking up the fucking phone! How was I supposed to know that that little bastard hadn't raped you and killed you for God's sake!" she screamed in my face.
She could insult me all she wanted, yell, scream, whatever! But when she started in on Jake...
It was then that I took a deep breath and said, "I love you more than anything, Ma... But take a friggng chill pill. Jake didn't rape me. I fell asleep on his couch after the party. You know how shy he is—he didn't wanna wake me up, so he threw a blanket over me and dragged his drunken cousin off the sofa so I'd have room. I wasn't the only one who fell asleep. Please give me a break! I'm sorry I didn't hear my phone ring. The battery went dead halfway through the party, so I just left it. I meant to call you before I left from Jake's phone, but, like I said, I fell asleep. I'm sorry!"
Well, livid though she was, she did buy that story.
Jake called me that afternoon to tell me he loved me. I had no idea that guys actually did that. It was so sweet and cute. He asked when we could get together again, when I could spend the night again...
I decided that I couldn't tell my mom about Jake. She hated the idea of me dating and even though I was 19, I lived at home because I had no other choice. Besides, my family needed me nearly more than I needed them.
Anyway, I made it a point to visit Jake at work as soon as I could so I could so I could fulfill our respective "quickie" fantasy. Sadly, I wound up with difficult babysitting and family duties for over a week.
Jake kept calling me that week, asking why I couldn't see him. I randomly decided that I wouldn't tell him I could come that Saturday so it would be a surprise.
That Saturday, I got to the store around noon. One of my best friends, Will, was waiting there for me.
"Oh, my god, Saaaam!" he squealed, tackling me. "I missed you!"
"I can tell," I croaked.
"Wanna see my new cards?"
"Uh, just a sec, I gotta go ask Jake something, okay?" I said, gently pushing him off me.
"Oh, sure. I know you wanna bang him."
"Stop teasing me about that, bro. You know he doesn't dig me."
I walked into the store and saw Jake bickering with his friend and the manager.
"I'm not kidding, he actually ate it," said Jake's annoying friend.
"That's terrible," said Jeff, the manager, who I personally liked a lot. He was a nice guy.
"Sam, hi!" hollered Jake, waving at me, checking himself before he said something incriminating.
"Hi, guys. What be up?"
"Nah, just more asses making, well... asses of themselves," he growled.
"Tell Jake that it's okay to eat something off the floor if you do it within ten seconds," said the friend.
"Dude. You are referring to the five second rule."
"Oh... um... shit."
"Hey, guys... did they finish renovating the mall bathrooms? I'm sorry, but I gotta go," I said, jokingly sticking my tongue out.
Jake giggled and said, "No, use the ones down the hallway, you know? I guess girls get creeped out going down the hall in that lonely wing of the mall, but you done it before, right?"
"Heh, yeah. Thanks. I'll be back in a bit and I wanna see ya'll play that new Naruto DVD, 'kay?" I said, winking at them all.
As I walked away, I could hear Jake saying, "Hey, Jeff. I didn't have anything to eat today... mind if I take my lunch break early?"
"I don't care," was the response.
My heart leapt into my throat as I heard Jake's footsteps behind me. He made a point to take a slightly different route so it didn't seem like he was following me.
I ducked down the long, nearly-abandoned hallway where the old restrooms were and into the girls' room. I looked over my shoulder and saw Jake, looking shifty, duck in behind me.
I let him go past me and I locked the door behind him as he checked under the doors for others.
He then whipped around and pinned me against the wall.
"Oh God, Sam. Why didn't you tell me you were coming today?" he groaned, licking my neck.
"I didn't know 'til Friday morning that I could get spare time, and then I wanted to surprise you," I whispered, taking his face in my hands.
"I want you," he gasped, pressing his hips against mine.
I realized that he was already hard and I stifled a whimper.
"I missed you so much," I sighed as he nuzzled my neck and kissed across the tops of my breasts as best he could with my shirt on. "It's awful that after a night like that, we had to be apart for a fucking week!"
"Talk later, 'kay?"
"Let me do this. I been dreaming about it constantly."
I flipped us around so that he was against the wall and I hit my knees.
"Oh, yes," he gasped, flattening against the cold tile as my hands met his belt. "I need you, Sam. I—I love you..."
"Love you more," I said, tugging his jeans off his hips. I pulled his erection out over the waistband of his shorts and quickly pressed my lips to the tip. Jake moaned as I ran my mouth around the head and licked underneath. There was this vein that ran the length of him underneath and I licked all the way down it, making him whimper. I felt the blood pumping hot and fast under his skin and the mere thought that I had this kind of power over him made me wetter than I had ever been. Since the mall was warm, he'd been sweating just a little bit and for some perverted reason I couldn't name, I loved the flavor of his sweat on his skin.
Jake's skinny fingers worked their way to my head and he tangled them into my hair, holding me against him as I opened my mouth, bringing all of him inside. Slowly, I took him down my throat and began to swallow, hoping the movement in the back of my throat would feel good to him.
"Oh thank you, Sam... thank you," he moaned, holding back even though I could tell he wanted to thrust in my mouth.
I looked up at him, meeting his eye, and gave a very subtle nod, letting him know I could take it.
"Sure?" he asked.
I winked and that was all he needed.
I held on to his skinny hips as he humped my mouth. As I swallowed over and over, trying to make him come hard, he thrust harder and harder, nearly gagging me. Some strange part of me loved the feeling. Satisfying him was almost better than being satisfied myself.
"Sam," he gasped.
I could tell by the strangle in his voice how close he was. He gasped and whimpered as my throat massaged the head of his penis. Reaching one hand down, I very gently took his balls in my fingers and massaged them, hoping that that would throw him over the edge.
"Oh, God! Fuck, Sam, fuck!" he cried, letting go of everything he ever held on to.
I felt his cum spurt, hot and sticky, against the back of my throat, burning as it went down. I kept swallowing, milking him and making sure that every second of his orgasm was breathtaking. His long fingernails dug into my skin and I swear he drew blood.
"Sam," he whispered, his knees buckling.
Jake slumped down and I let his softening erection out of my mouth so I could catch him before he hit the floor. I put my arms around him and collapsed against him as he leaned on the wall. I felt his heartbeat—fast like a punk drum beat—against my cheek. His breath was ragged and his fingers trembled where they rested on my back.
"You've given me head three times now and I swear to God, your already awesome skill doubles each time," he sighed, hugging me and kissing the top of my head.
He gave a soft chuckle and squeezed me against him.
"Jake," I said after a long, thoughtful silence.
"You know... I actually enjoy giving you head more than I do getting it."
"I'm not gonna complain. You're the best I have ever had. God, I wish I had met you so long ago..."