Just Give In by Jenika Snow Page B

college again, because she knew how
smart he was, she was glad he was happy in his life, and what he was doing. She
knew that if he wanted to go to college, try to get in after all these years,
it was an option that was always open.
    Once
they were in the room she closed the door and pressed her body to his. He was
warm, hard, and the scent of his clean sweat filled her head, made her feel
drunk.
      Lena wrapped her arms around his waist,
pressed her breasts to his chest, and rose on her toes to kiss him. “I love
you,” she said against his mouth.
    He
groaned and cupped her ass in his big hands. Rory started moving his hands back
up her body, grabbed the hem of her shirt, and lifted it off of her. He made
quick movements to take off her bra, and then went for his shorts. She got her
pants and underwear off, and when they were naked she pressed her body to his
again.
    He
started kissing the side of her throat, and she closed her eyes and let her
head fall back. Her body felt like it was inflamed, like she was being consumed
by his touch. He kissed a path of fire down the side of her face and to her
throat. Rory had his hands on her ass again, squeezed the mounds, spread them
slightly as he continued to lick and suck at her flesh, and then slipped his
finger between the cheeks. She moaned when he touched her asshole, fingering
the tight little hole until she rose on her toes from the pleasure. He didn’t
penetrate her, not really, just continued to gently apply pressure, a very
small amount of the digit slipping into her ass.
    Feeling
that control come back up on her, she pushed him away again and dropped to her
knees. Staring up at him, she licked her lips, feeling her mouth water for the
taste of him. He was thick and long, and when she grabbed the base of his cock
and started stroking him from root to tip, she loved that the tendons in his
neck stood out as he strained.
    Opening
her mouth and sucking on the head of his cock, she loved the salty flavor of
his pre-cum, loved that he grabbed her behind the back of the head, and tangled
his hands in her hair. He jerked her head forward, making another inch of his
dick slide into her.
    She
started sucking his cock, jerking him off with her mouth and hand, and felt the
little jets of his cum fill her mouth. He groaned and grunted above her, jerked
in her mouth, tightened his hold in her hair until the pain spiked with her
pleasure, and she sucked harder on him. He was watching her mouth, his lips
parted slightly, his eyes at half-mast.
    “That’s
so fucking hot, Lena.” And just when she thought he’d come he hauled her up,
slanted his mouth on hers, and kissed her like he owned her.
    He does own you.
    He
walked her backward until the door greeted her back. It was hard, cold, but
Rory’s body heated hers. He stroked his tongue over hers, his fingers between
her thighs, touching her, having her close to having an orgasm. And then he
slipped those digits in her pussy, fucked her with them, all while he probed
her mouth with his tongue.
    He
murmured against her damp lips, “Does that feel good, baby?”
    “You
know it does. It always feels good when I’m with you.”
    He
played her body like a man that knew exactly what buttons to push to make her
get off. Over and over he pumped his fingers into her pussy, making it wetter,
more sensitive. Rory moved his thumb along her clit, rubbed the nub back and
forth, in small but quick circles, and had her moaning like a banshee. She
curled her nails into his shoulders and closed her eyes as ecstasy washed
through her. He bit down on her lip hard enough it hurt, but then soothed the
sting away with his tongue.
    And
then she came.
    Never
once did he stop pumping those long, thick digits into her clenching body, not
until her high dissipated and she was left standing there wilted and grasping
for reality. He pulled his fingers from her and brought the glossy digits up,
and wiped them along her lips. And then he leaned in and kissed