"Tell me what you want, baby," I urge her as my hand skims down from her ribs to her hip.
Lightning fast, she grabs my wrist as she pulls her pelvis away from me and pushes my hand in between her legs. My pulse skyrockets and my fingers easily find her pussy, which is soaked. I brush my fingers through her curls and lightly circle her clit.
"Like this?" I ask her.
Her hips tilt forward and she gives me an affirmative moan.
"Or like this?" I ask her as I twist my hand and sink a finger into her.
"Oh God," is her answer this time.
And Christ...her pussy clamps down hard on my finger and I go dizzy with the need to fuck her.
Leaning in, I put another kiss on her mouth before I pull my hand from between her legs. She makes a growl of protest but I soothe her by saying, "Just a minute, Jules. Let me get a condom."
I push up to my knees and lean across her with one hand on the mattress to reach into the drawer of the bedside table. My weight almost buckles under me as Jules wraps a hand around my cock.
My head drops and my eyes flutter closed as Jules' hand starts a firm stroke up and down my shaft. I can feel pre-cum leaking out, coating her hand and making my skin slick.
I take a deep breath in, open my eyes and rear upward. Jules never misses a stroke while I dig a condom out and slam the drawer closed. I fumble with the foil, finally get it open and pull the rubber out.
Jules rubs a thumb over the tip of my cock and my balls start to tingle. I reach down with my free hand, grab her wrist and gently pull her away. She makes a small sound of protest but then purrs when I reposition myself on my knees between her legs. Her eyes are darkened to a bronze color and she watches me keenly while I put the condom on.
"Jesus Christ," I mutter. "My fucking hands are shaking."
And they are...badly.
I want to be inside her so bad, my entire being is shaking.
But then Jules reaches out and lays her hands over mine.
My gaze slides to hers and she smiles at me softly. One soft, understanding smile with a message back to me that she understands. That she's feeling what I'm feeling and that both of us are getting ready to have our worlds rocked by the other.
A measured calm courses through me, enough to steady my hands but in no way diminishing the lust that's still sparking through my body. Instead, I become singularly focused and the condom rolls on smoothly as Jules' hands go to her breasts and she plucks at her nipples.
"God, that's sexy," I praise her, then I hunch over her and push her hand aside with a nudge of my cheek. I roll my tongue around one of her nipples, then bare my teeth before biting at it. Jules bucks and moans and when she says, "Max...I need you inside of me now," I'm spurred to action.
I push up off her again, press one palm to the mattress and with my other hand guide my cock to her entrance. I rub the tip through her wet folds and then slowly feed myself into her. I can feel in exquisite detail as her pussy stretches and molds around me, hot and wet and oh so fucking tight.
I sink slowly into her, inch by inch until I bottom out and I just go still.
I take in everything about this moment. Jules' eyes dark and blazing with desire. Her chest heaving and her pussy contracting around me. Her delicate hands on my ass, nails poised to sink into my flesh and my cock already straining for release.
I drop my face, place my forehead against hers and whisper, "Jules?"
"Yeah, baby," she says on a throaty moan of need.
I pull my head up and look at her. "Tell me what you want."
Her hands slide up my back, over my ribs, and come to rest on my chest. "What do you mean?"
"Well," I say as I bring my lips to hers and give her a short kiss. "You're all kinds of beautiful and sweet and I could fuck you slowly, drawing our first time out and we'd both come long and steady. But you're also feisty and strong and I could fuck you really hard and fast, guaranteed we'll both blow apart viciously. I'm not quite sure what to do with you, and just so you know, whatever you choose, we'll do the opposite next. But lady's choice...how do you want it?"
Jules chuckles low in her throat, her eyes sparkling with mischief and humor. I'm lodged balls deep in this woman and she's amused by me.
I fucking love it.
"Hmmm," she says as she thinks on her options. She spreads her fingers out over my chest before sliding them down and pinching both of my nipples. I buck against her from the sizzle of lust that sparks through me, and she says, "I think our first time, we're both going to lose control a little. So I think hard and fast is the best option."
"You sure?" I ask with a little push of my hips against her.
She nods at me before sliding her hands up and around my neck again so she can pull me down to her. Just before our lips connect she murmurs, "Give me all you got, Max. I'm going to give it right back."
"Christ," I manage to mutter before I kiss her, and then I proceed to give her all I've got.
--
My back arches off the bed and I slam upward into Jules, lifting her clear off the bed. She screams, her own back arches and her nails dig into my chest as my orgasm rips through me.
Holy mother fucking Jesus.
"So good," Jules chants as I fall back to the bed and she collapses on top of me. "So good."
My chest is heaving and her body slides against mine because we're both sweaty as fuck. I wrap my arms around her back to hold her in place. She turns her face into my neck and kisses me softly.
"So much for slow and sweet," I tell her in between sucking air back into my lungs.
She giggles. "We'll get there."
"Fifteen minutes," I tell her.
She snorts.
"Okay, half an hour," I amend.
Because fuck...the second time was just as all-consuming as the first and my body is wrung the fuck out. Two of the hardest orgasms I've ever had in my life.
Three total for Jules because the first time she came just with my cock pounding inside of her. The second time, I started off with my mouth between her legs, made her come, and then she climbed on top of me and rode herself to another orgasm.
She was fucking glorious. I guarantee that will be my go-to memory when I jack off on road trips now.
I roll us to the side and groan as my half-hard dick slips out of her. I press my mouth to hers lightly before I tell her, "Let me go take care of the condom."
She nods and I roll the opposite way, right off the bed, and pad into the bathroom. I dispose of the condom quickly and do a double take as I catch myself in the mirror. I've got a bruise on my chest where Jules had latched her mouth onto me the first time and nail marks down my abdomen where she clawed me as she rode my cock. If I had any reservations about fucking her hard, they're gone. As she promised, she gave hard right back to me and I loved it.
But I am looking forward to attempting a slow steady fucking. Bodies pressed tight and staring into her eyes. Just rocking slowly against her. Yeah, that will be equally as epic I'm sure.
When I get back into the bedroom, I find her burrowed under the covers, her cheek resting on the pillow and her eyes following me as I walk across the room. When I reach the edge of the bed, she pulls back the covers and I'm invited in. I slide across the mattress and she fli
ps the sheet and comforter over me.
Laying on our sides, our faces only inches apart, we just stare at each other. And yeah...I could just stare at her for hours too. Those eyes that change with her mood and even the tiny smattering of freckles over her nose and cheeks, which I found out tonight she has matching ones across her shoulders. I've certainly noticed the ones on her nose before, but up close they're beautiful and add so much character to a face I've come to think of as beyond stunning.
Jules gives me a smile, her eyes lightened up and shimmering with satisfaction. "Why are you such a good guy, Max?"
I wrinkle my nose. "No guy wants to be known as 'the good guy,' " I tell her teasingly. "That sounds so boring."
She rolls her eyes at me and it's adorable. But then those eyes darken slightly, going almost cafe mocha, and I know this means she's serious. "Explain it to me. Why are you so gallant? Why do you put so much energy into me? Why would you spend your time on a woman that just doesn't have a lot to give back?"
My arm goes out, slides over her waist, and I press my palm to her back as I scoot my body a little closer to hers. I know it's poor form to answer a question with a question, but it's necessary here. "Jules...why don't you see what I see? Why don't you understand about yourself what I understand about you?"
"Because we never see ourselves the way others do," she whispers, and she's not wrong about that.
"Then open your eyes a little wider," I admonish her gently before I lean in and give a quick brush of my mouth against hers. When I pull back, I tell her the truth of what I see. "You are one of the most caring and generous people I've ever met. Your work ethic is amazing. You've got fortitude and strength. I've never heard you have a negative thing to say about anything or anyone. You work in a really hard job caring for geriatrics, which is a shit job by most people's standards, but you do it because you have an empathy inside of you for them. You're loyal and just recently I've found out that you're willing to take risks. You love your niece and nephews beyond all measure and you willingly gave up your carefree life at a great sacrifice to your own personal happiness to take care of them. You're smart, funny, and I even adore your sarcasm at times. So I hope that makes it clear to you, I think you're pretty much a one-in-a-million type of woman, and babe...those are a rarity. It was imperative I snatch you up fast before someone else scooped me."