I seem to be posting excerpts of this story in zero chronological order. Oh well.
Paige met Jack on a plane. He sought her out in the baggage claim area and when he asked for her number Paige’s girlfriend Carly told Jack Paige would love to go on a date with him.
They met up for a coffee (and cake) a few days later and when their conversation took a turn for the personal and a bit naughty, they decided to head for his house for some more privacy.
When this excerpt start they just sat down on the couch with a cuppa and Jack asked Paige to tell him more about that story her girlfriend wrote.
“Are you gonna tell me about those nicknames? Please?”
Paige shuddered when his fingers left hers to start stroking her arm instead, causing her to bite down a whimper.
Her clit started to throb and her thighs squeezed together as she gave him a reply sure to take his attention away from those nicknames she didn’t want to get into, her eyes resolutely fixed on the cup of tea she was holding on her knee.
“Surely you would rather hear about the naughty stuff that happens in the sexy captain’s car after him and that girl drive back to his house…”
His fingers came to a halt on her arm.
“What…” Jack cleared his throat. “What kind of naughty stuff?” he asked as he started stroking her arm again, venturing higher this time. If she was trying to distract him from those damn nicknames, she had succeeded.
He watched as Paige took a sip of her tea before getting her leg from under her and leaning to set her drink back on the coffee table. She then sat back a fraction closer to him, her knees under her, facing him.
He was still stroking her arm where it was lying on the back of the couch, his free hand resting on his knee but itching to touch her. Anywhere.
As if she’d read his mind, she reached over and laced her fingers with his as she started talking again, her eyes on their hands on his knee.
“You see, when they’re in the car on the way back to his house, they get talking… and she tells him… that really…” Suddenly she looked up straight at him. “He’s the only person on her free pass list.”
They both knew that she was talking about them right now as well as the characters in the story her girlfriend had written. It was getting harder for him to fight the urge to just pull her on his lap and be done with the waiting.
Paige felt the throbbing between her legs intensify when he looked back at her with a look that said he wanted to devour her. She pressed on with the story.
“The thing is, she still can’t quite believe she’s really sitting there, with this man.” She couldn’t resist running her hand up his arm, her fingers dipping under the sleeve of his polo shirt, touching his shoulder.
“He’s all hot… and sexy… and scruffy and…” Her voice was just a whisper now and he was following her every word. “She wants him… so bad… So she stops him just before he gets out of the car, because she just can’t wait any longer…”
Jack didn’t need to hear anymore, he had a good idea of where this was going… He pulled her over until she was straddling his lap then let go of her arms, cupping her face with both hands.
They spent a moment just looking at each other, both of them smiling then he gently brought her face down and they kissed for the first time.
Paige couldn’t help the little moan that escaped her when their lips touched and she slid her hands up his chest to wrap her arms around his neck. He tangled one hand in her hair while the other slid down to her waist, allowing him to pull her closer still and deepen the kiss.
Her moan when their tongues brushed against each other was louder and she couldn’t help the shallow bucking of her hips that it caused. He groaned and tightened his hold on the back of her neck.
The kiss grew more passionate, her hands roaming the expanse of his upper back and shoulders, his hand on her hip moving under her shirt to stroke the skin of her lower back. When they broke the kiss they were both breathing hard.
He let go of her neck, his hand trailing down her chest to meet his other hand on her waist before he slowly started pulling her top off. Paige smiled at him, lifting her arms when he moved her top up past her hands and dropped it on the floor.
She felt his hands on her waist again and knew the exact moment his eyes settled on her chest because his hands stopped moving up her sides for a second, before resuming their trip up until they reached her bra, ghosting the underside of both her breasts.
She chose that moment to slide her hands under the hem of his t-shirt and rake her nails along the waistband of his jeans, causing him to look up at her. She smiled at the dazed look on his face.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to stare at your boobs like that.” His most recent girlfriends had been lacking in the chest department and now, seeing Paige’s breasts up close, he realised she had just turned him into a boob man.
He couldn’t resist reaching up and swiping his thumbs over her nipples and was quite amazed by the moan that caused, especially considering she was wearing her bra. “They’re just so…”
Paige let out a husky laugh. “I know… Carly keeps telling me…”
She briefly wondered if she should have mentioned her girlfriend while she was straddling the country’s most eligible bachelor – currently busy undoing her bra – but she needn’t have worried.
Jack chuckled as he pulled Paige’s bra straps down her arms. “I bet she does!”
He slowly pulled the bra off her, looking into her eyes as he did, to keep the surprise of that first look at her boobs a bit longer. He shuddered when she raked her nails over his belly, getting a flash of her running her nails over his chest as she rode him.
Still looking into her eyes, he let the lacy bra drop from his fingers onto the couch next to him and lifted his arms to help her take his t-shirt off.
They smiled at each other, his hands skimming up her sides, and her breath caught when his thumbs found her nipples again. He watched as she closed her eyes and arched her back, pushing her breasts into his hands, prompting him to finally break his restraint and look down.
He couldn’t resist cupping the most amazing breasts he’d ever seen up close and groaned when swiping his thumbs over her nipples caused her to grind against him.
He’d been well on the way to being hard from the frantic kissing and her grinding him like that had an immediate effect on his cock.
He knew the second she felt him between her legs because her hands flew to his shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin, as if she needed to anchor herself and she pushed down harder on him.
He started rubbing her nipples then squeezed them gently, in awe of her reaction. He’d never seen a woman get that worked up just from her nipples being touched and from the way she’d started grinding hard against him, he could tell she was really enjoying it.
He squeezed her nipples tighter, letting out a low growl when she cried out loudly and started moving her hips even faster against him.
He kept squeezing and tweaking her nipples, loving what it was very obviously doing to her then suddenly her whole body went rigid and she let out a cry, bucking her hips against him one last time before she went still, her face buried in his neck, panting.
He stroked her back as she was trying to catch her breath, completely amazed by what had just happened. When she sat up, her hands still on his shoulders, he looked up at her, puzzled.
“Did you just really…?” He wasn’t sure how to finish that particular sentence.
“Uh huh…” She nodded, blushing.
“But I just…” He looked at her nipples and then at his hands then back at her. He really didn’t think that could actually happen, except in those fake as porno movies.
But apparently he’d been wrong and maybe, just maybe he had just become the luckiest man on the planet.
“I know…” She was starting to feel embarrassed, like there was something wrong with her, because she could cum just from nipple play – it had been a very exciting discovery the first time Carly had given her what they were now calling a ‘nipplegasm’.
She closed her eyes and began to wonder if maybe she should just get off him, find her top and her bra and go home to her girlfriend.
What the fuck am I doing?
She let out a sigh and dropped her hands from around his neck and was looking on the floor to one side, trying to locate her top when he put a finger under her chin and lifted her face up until she was looking at him.
He grinned at her, a big giant happy grin that she couldn’t help but return, on a much smaller scale.
“Hey…” he started softly, taking in her expression. “That was bloody amazing… and I’d love the chance to do it again… If you’d let me…”
“Hmm yes please!” was her immediate reply, which made him laugh. He moved his hand so he was cupping her cheek and brought her mouth back to his.
They started kissing again, his tongue moving against hers and when she started grinding her hips against his Jack decided it was time to move things to his bed, where they could both be naked.
He broke the kiss and pushed her off him until she was standing in front of him. He stood up in turn and, taking her hand in his, led them to his bedroom. He came to a halt in front of his bed and turned around to face her, his hands finding the fastening of her pants.
He looked up as he was undoing her pants and, finding her staring at him, couldn’t resist kissing her again.
As the kiss went on and their tongues tangled with each other, causing them both to moan, he felt her hands brush against his belly and felt his pants loosen around his waist.
The kiss ended and they stood less than a foot from each other, slightly panting, a charged look passing between them, as they both pushed their own pants down and stepped out of them.
Paige realised she was half-naked in the bedroom of a man she barely knew (made up Fantasy Life stories with Carly notwithstanding) and she suddenly felt very shy. It’d been a while since she’d done the ‘naked with you for the first time’ thing…
Jack took a step, closing the gap separating them and put his hand on Paige’s shoulders, his fingers softly stroking her skin. “We don’t have to do anything, you know.” He chuckled. “Well, anything more.”
Paige kept her eyes on her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. “What if I want to… do more…”
“Do you? Are you sure?”
Paige looked up at him and slid her hands up his chest to his shoulders, wrapping her arms around his neck and going on tiptoes in an attempt to be eye-level with him. “Only very very much…I’ve had a crush on you for a very very long time, Mr Michaels.”
Jack smiled at her, his hands sliding down her arms to her hips. “Oh, you have, have you?” he asked, going for casual but he was very curious.
Paige nodded and the naughty smile on her face caused him to tighten his hold on her hips. “Oh yes. I’ve even had… very vivid, very naughty dreams about you…”
Jack hasn’t expected her answer and found himself at a loss for word. “Oh? That’s… uh… well… I don’t quite know what to say to that, really… No one’s ever… you know…”
Paige giggled and looked up at him from beneath her lashes, linking her fingers on the back of his neck then reached up and kissed his lips softly. “Sexy man like you… I’m sure I’m not the only woman who has naughty fantasies about you…”
She grinned at him and Jack chuckled as he remembered what she had said on the plane, calling him the sexiest man she’d ever seen.
He saw the glint in her eyes and decided that it didn’t really matter if he disagreed, as long as the nearly naked woman in his arms believed it. And it was obvious that she did.
He pulled her closer, her nipples brushing against his chest, making him groan.
“What kind of naughty fantasies?” he whispered right before he leaned in to capture her lips at the same time he moved his hands from her hips to the small of her back, sliding them inside the waistband of her panties, his fingers stroking the soft skin.
There was no mistaking how her breath hitched when his hands rounded her bottom and he briefly wondered just how naughty her naughty fantasies were.
The kiss got more passionate and Paige pulled Jack closer still, her boobs squished against his chest, his hard cock against her belly making her moan against his mouth.
She whispered in his ear. “My favourite one is the one when I climb you like a tree and you take me against the wall… hard.”
Jack groaned at her words and she felt his hold on her ass tighten as well as his cock harden further against her belly and she whimpered in need. She felt him slide her panties down and she stepped out of them just as her hands were busy sliding his boxers down.
Finally, they were both naked. Paige was extremely turned on and it was very obvious to her that Jack was too. She bit her lip as he turned to pull back the duvet on the bed, then took her hand as they both climbed into bed.
They lay on their side facing each other and she caught his gaze drop to her boobs again. She laughed softly and reached out to rest a hand on his cheek, unable to stop the whimper that escaped her lips when she felt his scruff under her fingers.
He looked up at her and smiled as he settled his hand on her hip. Paige inched closer, her feet tangling with Jack’s.
They started kissing again, soft and slow at first but soon the kiss increased in intensity. Paige was pressed up as close to Jack as she could, her hips slowly moving against his, and she could tell that this as well as her moaning every time their tongues touched was having an effect on him too.
His cock seemed to pulsate against her belly and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. It had been a long time since she’d had sex with a man (and the last guy she’d slept with before she and Carly had realised they were in love with each other had been less than adequate or impressive in bed), but feeling Jack’s cock between them as they were lying pressed up against each other was making her pussy clench madly.
Jack broke the kiss, breathing hard just like she was, and grinned at her.
“We should slow down…” he whispered against her mouth before moving on to nibble on her jawline.
Paige moaned when he reached her neck, trying hard to gather her thoughts enough to speak, but finding it difficult to come up with anything other than ‘Get inside me now!’.
Finally she managed to ask “Why?” just as his mouth found her nipple and he sucked on it, hard.
Paige cried out loudly, her hips bucking wildly against him and her top leg finding its way over his hips and pulling him closer when he sucked on her nipple again before letting go to look up at her.
“Because if we don’t, I’ll be inside you in about 10 seconds without any further thought for protection.”
Paige was trying her hardest to concentrate on forming a reply with actual words, which was proving a near impossible task as Jack was now sucking on one nipple while squeezing the other.
In between moans and whimpers and bucking of hips, she managed to remember what she’d been trying to answer. “I…I’m clean… Carly…and…. and I’m on… pill… can’t get… pregnant…”
Jack growled and felt Paige’s whole body shudder against his when he did. Unable to wait any longer, he rolled them over so he was on top of her, lining his cock with her hole. He groaned when he felt how wet she was, then slammed all the way inside her.
Paige gasped when she felt his cock hit the back of her pussy and moaned loudly, her arms wrapping themselves around his neck.
She spread her legs more, bending them at the knee, as he started thrusting in and out of her wet pussy. Her hips were moving in time with his and when he started hitting her A spot, she wrapped her legs tightly around him, her head falling back, her eyes closing in bliss.
“Oh God…” Paige whispered. It felt so good and she whimpered loudly when Jack slowed the rhythm of his thrusts.
Jack saw the rapt expression on Paige’s face every time he hit a certain spot deep inside her and decided to take his time, keeping his thrusts deep and slow. Her moans got louder and he noticed she’d started shaking.
He couldn’t believe how wet she was and how tightly her inner muscles were gripping his cock, as if her body never wanted to let go. He was fine with that. This was the most intense sexual experience he’d had in his life and he wanted it to last.
It seemed his body had other ideas as he sped up his thrusts a bit, groaning when her hands moved to his shoulders and she dug her fingers into his skin.
She looked up at him then, panting just like he was and when she smiled at him he couldn’t resist kissing her, moaning with her when the tip of their tongues touched and her pussy clenched around his cock.
Paige was moaning constantly and could feel her orgasm starting to build up inside her, around that magical spot Jack kept hitting with every deep thrust.
When he broke the kiss to nibble on her neck her hand moved to the back of his head and pushed down lightly, towards her chest. She cried out when he got the hint and captured a nipple with her mouth.
He started to suck on her nipple while still thrusting deep inside her when the sudden bucking of her hips brought him even deeper. Jack knew he wasn’t going to last much longer, not with the way her pussy was squeezing his cock.
“Oh fuck…” Paige wasn’t sure who said it, him or her, or maybe both, but suddenly he was frantically thrusting against her; her pussy was clenching like mad, and moments later her orgasm hit and she screamed her release, her back arching off the mattress.
Her orgasm triggered his and he buried his cock deep inside her with one last thrust, his face against her neck. He collapsed on top of her, breathing hard and unable to remember the last time he’d cum that hard, if ever.
After a minute he felt her legs let go of him and moved off her to lay on his side next to her, watching her try to get her breath back to normal, his eyes drawn to her heaving chest, more specifically her nipple.
He bent his head and licked on the nipple closest to his face, once, loving the way it made her whole body shudder.
Paige let out a soft whimper and turned her head to look at Jack.
“Oh my god…” she started.
Jack chuckled, his mouth just above her nipple. “I was just thinking that…”