Authors: Claire Adams
I watched Jet as he made his
rounds around the room, saying hi to friends, and flirting with anything in a
skirt. He took a girl’s hand, led her out to the dance floor, and proceeded to
do something that could only be considered foreplay. I rolled my eyes, and
downed the rest of my drink. Mike ordered us all another round, and winked at
me. I was starting to feel a pretty decent buzz, and I had Mike to thank for
it. I looked back over at Jet, and felt my blood pressure rise as he continued
to dance with the girl. Was it really necessary for them to be that close?
I shook my head in disgust until
I realized once again that I had no reason to act crazy. There was nothing
between Jet and me, so why did it matter who he was dancing with, or how close
they were dancing? And they were dancing very close. I had a difficult time
taking my eyes off of him and the girl, and the whole scene was starting to
make me sick to my stomach.
I turned to Benny. “Who is that
girl dancing with Jet?”
He glanced over and shrugged his
shoulders. “She looks pretty random to me.”
When I looked back over, the two
of them were leaving the dance floor. Jet walked over to a booth, and started
talking to another girl. Wow, he was sure on fire tonight. He hadn't even
noticed I was in the room, and didn't even seem to care, for that matter.
My mouth dropped open as I saw
Jet grab the girl by the hand and lead her across the room. I couldn't believe
it, but he was actually leaving with that girl for the night. I guess that
meant I wasn't spending the night at Jet's again this evening. I would have to
return to my own apartment, and think about the two of them having sex all
night.
“Jet just left with a different
girl.”
Both guys looked at me, confused.
Benny asked, “The girl from the dance floor?”
“No, someone else.
He just found her in a booth,
and they left together. Who is she?”
“I have no idea. Why do you care
so much about what Jet's doing? The guy likes to play around―that's what
he does.”
Something quite akin to jealousy
brewed up inside of me, and I felt a little out of control.
“I need to go talk to him.”
“He just left with another girl.
They are probably fucking right now or very soon.”
That propelled me out of my seat,
and I grabbed my clutch, and headed across the room. Benny was by my side in an
instant.
“Natalie, what are you doing?”
“I need to stop him.”
“Why?”
He tried to grab for me, but I
dodged him.
“Look, Natalie, you're drunk.
Just go home, I can take you there. But chasing after Jet when he's left with
another girl is a really bad idea.
Really bad.”
I ignored him as I went down the
stairs of the club and out the door. As I got out onto the sidewalk,
nervousness came to me as I thought about the mugging. How could Jet assume I
wasn't spending the night? Or had he gone to the girl's house instead? I hailed
a cab and watched as it moved to the curb.
Benny finally managed to grab my
arm, and pull me away from the cab. “Natalie, what's going on? Is there
something you're not telling me about?”
“No. I just need to talk to Jet.
He's my friend.”
Benny laughed, and shook his
head. “Okay, if I can't stop you from making a fool of yourself, than go ahead.
Call me if you need to be picked up.”
I didn't answer as I crawled into
the cab and gave the driver Jet's address. When the cab pulled up to Jet's
home, I paid the driver and got out. I tentatively headed up to the door and
nervously knocked a few times.
I cringed inside at the thought
of the two of them already having sex inside the apartment. It seemed to be
taking an awful long time for the door to be answered. I heard a noise and
braced myself for the surprise attack. Was he going to be half-naked when he
answered the door?
The door swung open, and there he
was, thankfully with all his clothes on. He looked surprised to see me, and
before he could say another word to me, I kissed him fully on the lips. The
kiss lasted for a moment as warmth flooded my body, and I released his lips
from mine.
A grin broke out on his face,
surprise still etched all over it. “Wow, what was that for?”
“Please don't sleep with her.”
He laughed. “What the hell are
you talking about? Sleep with
who
?”
“I was at the same bar as you
were. I went with Benny and I saw you leave with that girl.”
“You have it all wrong.”
“Have what wrong?”
“She's my cousin. Yes, I left
with her, and drove her home, but she's my cousin. I didn't pick her up; she
just needed a ride.”
I stood there, stunned, as shame
washed over me. So this was what Benny meant when he said he didn't want me to
make a fool of myself. And yet I managed to do exactly that.
“Oh, wow, I'm so embarrassed. I'm
such an idiot.”
“No, you're not. It's actually
really flattering that you are jealous. I know how it must have looked at the
bar. I was just having fun, and I had no intention of taking anyone home. For
one thing, I wasn't sure if you were still staying with me.”
“Oh, this is mortifying.”
He pulled me to him, and kissed
me again, his tongue slipping into my mouth for a deeper kiss. I moaned as our
tongues touched, and the heat between us magnified.
He pulled me into the apartment
and closed the door behind us. He picked me up in his arms, and carried me
through the living room and down the hallway into his bedroom. I was placed on
the bed and I watched as he undressed before me. He was far more beautiful
naked than I had imagined. He came to me and helped me out of my clothes and
then he dropped them to the floor and his mouth found mine once again.
As our tongues intertwined once
again, his hands found my breasts and he squeezed them. He kissed my neck, and
trailed the kisses to my breasts, and licked at my nipples. A searing heat ran
through my body, and I felt my pussy moisten.
I moaned as he nipped and licked
at my body before coming back up to meet my mouth. My hand went to his rock
hard cock, and it felt so strong in my hand. His fingers found my clit and
rubbed it, causing my body to shake beneath him. He inserted a finger into my
wetness, and groaned when he felt how wet I had become. I moaned deeply as he
went in and out, each thrust building up more pressure inside me.
He suddenly stopped and drew
himself up to his full height. I sat up and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling
him down so I could brush my lips against his. But he tore himself away from me
and grinned at me before shoving me back flat against the bed. His eyes slowly
moved to my pussy and then he licked his upper lip.
“Fuck. I’ve been waiting for
this,” he said, pushing my legs apart as far as they would go. He rubbed the
head of his cock against my clit, making me gently bite down on my bottom lip.
He threw my legs over his shoulders and thrust his hips forward, sliding his
cock fiercely inside me.
“Ah,” I moaned, closing my eyes
and grabbing fistfuls of sheets below me.
“Fuck,” he groaned.
He pushed into me with a steady
rhythm that caused a buildup in my own body. My muscles were tightening at a
fast rate, causing my body to begin to tremble. His arms tightened around my
legs like he was holding on for dear life. When I opened my eyes for just a
second he leaned back, lifting my ass completely off the bad so he could go as
deep into me as possible.
He thrust harder into my aching
core and I shouted, “Oh God,” over and over.
I squeezed my eyes shut tightly.
Then he let go of one of my legs
that was dangling over his shoulder and I heard him spit. Moments later his
moist fingertips moved swiftly over my clit. Finally, waves of pleasure tore
through my body, and I didn't remember a time when I felt so good, so pleased
or desired.
“Fuck!” I cried out.
My pussy tightened around his
thick, long cock and my calf’s constricted his neck. He spilled into me at the
sound of my one last shriek. The thrusts slowly tapered off until he collapsed
next to me. I lay there, spent as I curled into his side.
How was I going to face him
tomorrow? I didn’t know.
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