Authors: Justine Elvira
I open my eyes and look up at Jared's face. His eyes are glued on someone or something in the distance. He lets go of me and stands up with no explanation, as I hear another man's voice.
"What's going on, Jare? Long time no see." The man comes in and gives Jared a strong hug that lasts a couple seconds. I look back and forth between the two men, wondering what is so wrong that Jared stiffened up like that. They seem to be friends.
"I know. I've meant to stop by, but things have been crazy."
The man notices me, and smiles kindly before focusing back on Jared. "Is this your girl? Introduce me."
Jared looks even more uncomfortable than he did before. I get the feeling that he has no intention of introducing me to this guy. When he confirms this by not saying anything, I stand up from my chair and extended my hand to his. "I'm Autumn. I work for Jared... um, not in porn. I'm his assistant."
"I'm Kellan, Jared's would be brother-in-law."
I smile kindly back at him and it takes me a few seconds to catch his words.
What?
What does that mean? Would be brother-in-law? Was Jared engaged before? He said he didn't do relationships. My mind is going a mile a minute and I don't know how to process this fresh information.
"Mom and Dad were expecting you on Coral's birthday, but we all understand why you didn't make it. Mom got the flowers though and they sat on her kitchen island for like three weeks. Dad made her finally throw them out when fuzz started to form on the stems."
"I miss Bonnie and Derrick. I should come by more, I know that."
"I didn't say it to try to guilt you, man. We all know how busy you are."
"Thanks, Kellan." Jared sounds genuine in his gratitude. "So, what brings you out here?"
"My buddy won a V.I.P. package through the local radio station," Kellan points to the guy we were talking to earlier with the baseball cap. "I should go over there, but seriously Jare, don’t be a stranger. Mom expects you at Thanksgiving."
"I'll try, man. I promise."
Jared and Kellan hug one more time before Kellan walks over to his group of friends. I'm just staring at Jared, completely confused on who exactly that guy is.
"Let's get out of here," Jared mumbles, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the tent. He's walking at a rapid pace, which is too fast for my short legs.
"Slow down, Jared. I can't keep up."
He continues with his power walk until we've exited the festival. We walk past the first brick alleyway and Jared pulls me down it and shoves me against the brick wall. Before I can do anything, his lips are on mine.
He kisses me urgently. His harsh kiss is almost violent. His tongue presses against my lips until I'm forced to open and let him in.
"Jared," I pant. I don't understand where this is coming from.
His lips move from my mouth and create a trail of kisses across my cheek until his lips are at my ear. I can feel his erratic breath against my skin.
"I need you, Autumn. Please, let me have you right now, let me take you somewhere and make you feel good. I promise I'll explain everything afterwards, but I need to be inside you right now."
I don't know where this is coming from. He's made it perfectly clear the past few weeks that we can only be friends. I thought I knew him better than anyone else, but after seeing Kellan I realize I might not know the real Jared at all.
I ignore all the warning signs and the voice inside my head telling me not sleep with him. Jared needs me right now. In this moment I know his needs better than anyone. I know he's using sex to cope with whatever feelings he's fighting inside his body, and I'm going to help him cope.
"Okay, let's go."
Chapter Nine
I don't remember much of the last few minutes except that when we got to Jared's car, we didn't drive back to his house. Jared found the nearest hotel and booked us for the night.
He slides the key card through the door as his mouth sucks on my exposed neck. His smell is intoxicating and I'm surprised we even made it to the room. Jared pushes the door open and pulls me through it with him, his body and lips never leaving mine.
I'm sure it's a nice room, probably the nicest hotel room I’ve ever been in, but my eyes don't have any desire to look around. I want him more than I've ever wanted anything before in my life. My arms come up and under his shirt, taking the material with it. I pull it up and over his shoulders and head, tossing it on the floor.
I'm lacking patience with him and I need him inside me now. His lips come down to mine, kissing me softly. His tongue caresses mine and I moan at his taste. Every nerve in my body feels over stimulated, and I crave more. I release my lips from his, dropping my purse to the floor before I kiss a trail down his chest. His head falls back in pleasure as I continue my way down. I get on my knees and undo his navy cargo shorts, pulling them past his hips and taking his boxers with them. His cock stands firm and hard, and before he can do anything else, I do what I've been dreaming of the past several weeks.
My hand comes up and wraps around his erection. Jared closes his eyes, hiding the beautiful gray from me and slowly thrusts his hips forward. His cock is gliding back and forth through my grip. We both moan out and I lower my mouth to him. I don’t know what he likes, but in this moment I know whatever I do he'll enjoy.
My lips suck the head of his dick in my mouth and my tongue starts to play with his piercing, flicking and moving it with my tongue. I bite my teeth down lightly and pull slightly on the metal bar.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he groans. His hands come down into my hair, pulling my head back and off my new favorite treat. "You can’t do that, babe. I'll come a lot sooner than I want to."
I look up at him with wide eyes and my tongue comes out to lick my lips, enjoying the lingering taste of his skin on mine.
"Damn, babe," he says huskily and pulls me up from the ground, one hand still in my hair and the other on my arm. The slight pain I feel from where my roots hit my scalp is oddly turning me on even more.
"You don't have a problem with stamina. I’ve seen your movies," I whisper huskily.
"Not with you, you're different. I could come now if I wanted to."
Almost as if to make a point, he brings one of my hands back down to the tip of him, and I feel the drop of creamy liquid at the tip. My finger swipes it up and I bring it to my mouth, licking the drop of cum off my finger.
"Shit, I need to fuck you now."
Jared brings me to the bed and tells me to lie down. His body comes down over mine and his hands reach my blouse, ripping it open as the buttons fly everywhere. He makes quick work of it and tosses it to the ground, and my tank top follows. His hands come to my black shorts and he unbuttons them and pulls them past my hips and off my body. He peels off the rest of my clothing and I lay in bed, looking up at him expectantly. His mouth lowers to mine, and we're kissing again. His lips feel so soft against mine as he inhales deeply, taking me all in.
This feels so good. How come everything with Jared just feels right?
His palms come over my breasts, firmly. He's squeezing and caressing them as my nipples become so hard I could probably hurt someone.
"Jared... Please..."
"Please what?" He asks, his hands moving lower until he's grasping the inside of my thighs and pulling them apart. I'm soaking wet and when his hips move into the gap between my legs, his dick moves to slide between the lips of my pussy.
"You're drenched for me. Dammit, this isn't how I wanted to do this." He thrusts back and forth, creating the most amazing friction against my clit. I feel the familiar build up and my entire body is on fire.
"I wanted our first time to be slow. I wanted to worship your body and give it all the attention it deserves," he says thrusting forward again. His lips move against my skin, kissing my chest and neck, and then skimming his nose up until his mouth meets my ear.
"I wanted to devour you, spend hours inside you until you couldn’t walk or even move. I wanted you to remember I was inside you... that you were mine... but I want you too much, so that will have to wait because if I don’t fuck you right now, I might die."
"Yes," I moan, almost screaming it out.
His hips thrust back and he places the tip of his cock at my opening.
"Condom," I yell out in a moment of clarity.
"Dammit, Autumn. I don’t have one."
"I... I do. Purse, it's in my purse," I pant out.
He looks at me and I see a flash of disappointment come over his face, but he quickly turns away before I can read more into it. He finds my purse on the floor and grabs the small box of condoms out of it. I watch as he opens the box and pulls out a foil packet. He starts to open it and I have the urge to stop him.
"Come here," I whisper siting up and moving to the edge of the bed. I shift so that I’m facing him and my legs are open, hanging over the side.
Jared listens and walks over to me. He stands between my legs as I take the foil packet out of his hand. I bring the corner of it up to my mouth and bite down, before I slowly pull the other end away from my face. My eyes stay on his as the packet opens from one end to the other.
I move the packet from my mouth and pull out the condom. I smile up at him one last time before my eyes move to his erection. I've never been the one to put a condom on a man and this isn’t just any man. Jared's got a very impressive cock. Long and thick, and the piercing makes me worry that he might puncture a hole in the condom. I erase the fears from my mind and I slowly roll the latex glove over his cock. Once it's down to the base, I stroke him a few times before moving my eyes back up to his.
He looks at me almost lovingly, but that's it as far as tenderness. In the next moment I'm being thrown back on the bed and Jared's pulling my legs apart, moving his cock back to my entrance.
"Forget about everything that's happened between us and just be in this moment. Can you do that?" His question startles me, but I know I can do what he asks. I already have.
"Yes..." I don't finish answering him because he thrusts forward without warning and fills me. There's a pinch of pain, probably because he's so big, but it's quickly forgotten.
"Oh, fuck," I moan out.
"You're so tight, you've got my dick like a vice and it feels incredible," he grunts as he starts a steady rhythm, pumping in and out of me. I wrap my legs around his waist. It's the only coherent thing I do because I'm lost in his movement. Every thrust feels amazing. Every time he starts to pull out, I feel the absence deep inside me. If I could live in this moment forever, I would.
I reach my arms up and around his neck and pull him down for a kiss. Our lips linger on each other's as I feel his hand come between us and start to rub fast circles around my clit. I'm getting closer and closer, the intense feeling inside makes me almost fearful of my orgasm.
"It's way too soon...." I trail off, too consumed with the feeling of him owning my body. "Slow down, Jared, or I'm going to come."
"Come, babe. Come now, because I'm about to explode in your tight pussy."
His dirty words send goose bumps all over my skin and my lower body starts to tremble before I finally explode. "Jared," I moan out, riding out my orgasm.
I'm milking his dick when I hear him groan and thrust one more time inside me before his body stills over mine.
"Holy shit," Jared looks down at me in wonder. "I've never come like that before. I've always been able to control it."
His hand comes out to sweep the few hairs that are matted on my sweaty forehead. "You're amazing," he says endearingly.
His words make me smile. I feel loved and wanted in this moment. I copy him and brush the hair of his fohawk back before kissing him on the lips. "That was..."
"Too fast? I know, I'm sorry. Next time-"
"I was going to say wonderful. Jared, that was the best sex I've ever had."
"Me, too."
I look over at him shocked. "Don't say things like that. I'm being honest and you don't have to say something just because I did."
"I'm not, sweet girl," he shrugs, and then kisses my forehead. "Just because I have sex for a living with professionals, doesn't mean it's amazing sex. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy it, but we're acting and it's not intimate at all."
"Jared-"
"That really was the best I've ever had. I can't wait to try and top it with you."
I smile, filled with joy at the prospect of continuing this with him.
"So, you want to do that again with me?"
"Yes, I plan on doing it over," he kisses my shoulder, "and over," he kisses my cheek, "and over again," he kisses the corner of my lips. "And that's only tonight. Wait until tomorrow."
His mouth takes mine and we kiss. It's unhurried and soothing, I feel it all the way to my toes. His kiss feels like a healing touch, curing everything in its path.
"You're beautiful," he whispers.
"Thank you."
He reluctantly moves off me, not wanting to leave my body. I sigh and lay back on the bed. I start to feel a building ache between my legs, and I know I'll be sore tomorrow. He's a lot bigger than Brock, and that piercing. I could feel it massaging my insides the entire time, even through the condom.