“Yeah, my mom died four years ago. I always thought that it would be the three of us forever. I mean, who expects something like that to happen? And then she got sick really fast, and before we could figure out what to do… There was nothing to do. And then she was gone. Just like that. After that I figured that I would live my life how I wanted to live it. My dad wanted me to stay at the house with him, but I had to get out on my own. I say it like it was so hard for me,” I scoffed, realizing how stupid I sounded. “I mean I didn’t have it hard like you. My dad paid for everything. It’s just… I guess this all sounds like some stuck- up bitch’s sob story, right?” I tried to laugh, but there was no humor in it.
Jacob put his arm around me, pushing back a strand of my hair from my face. “No, nothing like that. You live what you know, it’s just that simple. I shouldn’t really complain, either. If I didn’t struggle I wouldn’t know what it meant to succeed, really. That probably sounds like something you read inside a fortune cookie.”
Both of us laughed, our shoulders shaking one another.
“Sometimes I would come up here and try to bring my ex. We were supposed to get married, believe it or not. But he didn’t want it. He didn’t want any part of this,” I said, sweeping my other arm out in front of me. “He didn’t want any part of the real me. I was just like this thing he had to have on his arm at all times. To make himself look better. Looking back on it now… I just don’t understand how I stayed with him so long.”
Jacob was quiet for a moment before speaking up. “So you guys were engaged?”
“Yeah. Oh, but that was before I caught him cheating on me. It was all this big drama that I don’t really want to get into right now. But it’s over and done with, and I could hardly care less about him now. I don’t suppose you have any traumatizing tales of love in your past, do you? Picking up strange girls from the strip club and seducing them into falling for you, maybe?”
This got him laughing again, and I couldn’t help but smile. Making him laugh seemed to be my new goal in life.
“Well… Not yet, anyway. But I did once date this chick who was also a stripper. Except she was also into taking bribes from the man she danced for. Bribes that involved coke, and molly, and let’s see, I
think there was a week she was into angel dust, so yeah. It’s safe to say things didn’t really work out with her.”
I just couldn’t see Jacob with anyone who would go down that route in life. “Holy shit, you and a druggie? Now that’s hard to imagine.”
He shrugged his shoulder, bumping up against mine. “My mom nearly tore her head off when she found out. Mine too, telling me I was a complete idiot for being with someone like that. I think she was worried my whole life that I would somehow end up into some bullshit like that. So she was so relieved when I made it out of high school alive and in one piece. And then I got that job and she just,” he started, wiping his hands out before him, “BOOM—it was like a ticking time bomb with her. She was so hell-bent on trying to get me to just stay in school, and when I ended up telling her my plans of going all the way through college and then med school she softened up a bit about the idea. She doesn’t really mind now, of course, but when I first started… Totally different story.”
“Your mom is one hell of a lady,” I said. “She has this rare ability to keep my dad in line. Wish I had the same thing.”
I traced my finger up and down Jacob’s arm, feeling as though suddenly I wasn’t close enough to him even with his arm wrapped around me.
The moonlight cast an eerie glow on his face, and I could’ve sworn that his eyes were sparkling under it as he looked down at me. It was crazy how in sync we were, because as soon as I thought how nice it would be to kiss him again, Jacob’s lips were on mine.
They were soft at first, working gently against mine, prying my mouth open and tasting me slowly. It was the kind of kiss you melt into, and before I could realize what was going on, I really felt as though I was melting against the ground as Jacob laid me back on the blanket I had brought along with us. His hand skirted up my dress easily, holding my hip in place as he drew his mouth down to my jawline, kissing down further and further. He slipped the straps of my dress down my arms, and began unbuttoning the front of it one small button at a time. My chest was heaving, my breath ragged.
Anyone could’ve come across us at any moment, but Jacob didn’t seem to care, and I wouldn’t let myself mind, not with the lust that was raging through me as he began to pull down my panties.
“Is this okay?” he mumbled as he pushed my dress up to my waist. He pulled the rest of the buttons open, exposing my hardened nipples to the night air.
“Yes, please don’t stop,” I murmured, spreading my legs open for him. I heard the zipper of his pants and groaned when I felt the thrust of him, filling me up in one swift move. Jacob’s hand rested on my mound, his thumb rubbing circles around my clit as he began to fuck me, sending waves of pleasure riding up and over my entire body. Between the sweet red wine, the beautiful sky above us, and Jacob’s hair brushing up against my bare chest, I felt like a glass of liquid molten lava, threatening to explode out of my own body.
Jacob grunted as he fucked me harder, and surprised me when he pulled me over on top of him, letting me straddle him.
I liked this new angle, and arched my back as he squeezed my tits in his hands, heaving them firmly.
I bounced up and down on top of his thick cock, riding him faster and faster, throwing my back into it more and more. He was so deep inside of me, so thick and pulsing as I sat still for a moment. I slowly pulled myself away before dropping back down on top of him, both of us moaning from the wet contact.
“That’s right, ride that cock, baby,” he hissed, holding my hips in place and rutting up into me.
“Oh God, oh God yes!” I cried out, grinding my hips against his.
Jacob sat up with me still in his lap fucking him like crazy, and he held me in place, both of us grinding against each other, trying desperately to get even closer, even deeper. His head tilted back and I knew that just like me, he was getting ready to fall off that delicious cliff into the warm water below.
His grip tightened around me, his fingers digging into my skin as I felt him burst inside me, grunting loudly as he went even faster.
It triggered my own release, and I cried out in complete ecstasy, feeling as though I were falling into the sky, every inch of my skin alive.
Was this what it was like for other people?