“That’s good, Jessie,” Nate says, dropping his head back onto the pillow. “Real fucking good.”
My animal instincts take over, until I can’t think anymore, can’t even feel his hands on my breasts. My entire being collapses inwards, to where his big, burning cock is pounding into me with sensations that roll through my entire body in a series of tremors. I arch backwards, hands grasping at his muscled thighs for support, and something clicks, a button pushed, and I’m over the edge.
“Fuck, Nate! Oh my God, yes!”
Everything leaves my body at once, heat, lust, weight, the aching need that I’ve felt since we kissed in the pool. It torrents out of me, relieving me of everything that makes me who I am, turning me into nothing but a soft ball of bliss. I don’t realize I’m screaming until Nate’s hand closes softly over my mouth to muffle it, and I jerk forward onto his chest in a cold sweat as if from a dream, out-of-breath and empty. I rest my head on Nate’s shoulder, still moaning and trying to catch my breath as he hushes me, shh-ing softly into my ear. Then he wraps his arms around me, clinging to me, pulling me tight against him as he comes with a desperate groan. I feel the shudders of his body, the stutters of his breath, the coolness that follows it.
He sighs deeply, our chests rising and falling against each other, an understanding expressed more meaningfully than words. No need to move, no need to spoil this. The only thing left is to melt into each other.
10
Nate
“Are you awake?”
The voice breaks through the groggy mist of the morning and pulls me to reality with a thump.
“Um…yeah,” I say, rubbing at my eyes before opening them.
Jessie and I are wrapped together, our legs entwined, the satisfying weight of her on my chest. I look down and feel the softness of her hair under my chin, see the beautiful smoothness of her breast pressed up against my front. She looks up at me, her face perfect in the morning light, and I suddenly realize I’ve got a huge hard-on pressing against her thigh.
“Is it possible that we could, I don’t know, forget that last night happened?” she says in a soft morning voice.
“Uh…sure. I mean, we did it before, right?”
“Right. And the alcohol.”
“Yeah. Definitely the alcohol,” I say, swiping hair from her forehead and continuing down to stroke the back of her neck.
“And the whole situation, being here at the retreat.” She practically purrs as my hand moves lower, to squeeze at a knot in the taut muscle of her upper back.
“That played a big part. For sure. It’s definitely a weird situation.”
“And unpredictable things happen in weird situations,” she says, drawing her fingernails softly down my chest.
“Absolutely,” I agree. “And you’ve been so stressed at work lately.”
“I am. I’m really stressed. And you’re trying to impress your boss and stuff.”
“Yeah, that definitely plays a part...”
We look at each other innocently, begging for confirmation from the other.
“It’s perfectly understandable we’d do something like that,” she says, shrugging a little.
“Of course!” I say loudly, as if the alternative would be stupid. “Who wouldn’t understand, given the circumstances?”
“And…I mean…it would even be understandable if it happened again…” Jessie trails off. “I mean, one would think.”
I gulp deeply, my cock feeling like it’s grown a full inch.
“One would,” I say, moving my hand further down her back to the line of her ass. “I think…while we’re at the retreat…anything would be forgivable…”
I feel her fingers wrap themselves tightly around my cock.
“Just while we’re here…in these circumstances…” she says, sliding down my body, tilting her head and quirking a brow at me for confirmation.
“Right,” I say, combing my hand through her hair as her breasts move down either side of my cock. “Anywhere else and this would be—” I stop to groan a little as her lips close tightly over the head of my dick. “Bad.”
She moans, her mouth filled with the end of my dick, and the vibrations send a burst of pleasure through me that makes me pull her hair. She sucks and pulls her head back, hard and slow, until my cock pops out of her mouth. “So bad,” she pants, eyeing my dick like it’s gonna save her life.
With her hand gently jerking me off, she bends down and takes my balls in her mouth. I watch her arched back, ass up in the air like some magnificent landscape, as she starts to suck.
“Shit. That’s good,” I growl, as she works me. “Very fucking good.” Incredible sensations pass over me as she works from a gentle rhythm up to a pounding thump. She rolls her tongue a few more times around my shaft and then pulls away, and for a few seconds I’m in agony, teetering on the edge of rapture, at the gates of paradise.