The Senior, Part Nine
Part Nine
Jade was quick to answer, “Y-you!” after a shaky inhale. “Fuck me. Please, f-fuck me!” That’s about all she could manage while my fingers were still working inside her. Trailing off due to another breathy moan, she managed to obey my impulsive directive for her to beg. “Please . . . ”
I could have drawn things out more. Edged her again, albeit less abruptly than before. This was our first time, however, and I only knew so much about what she liked. Better to show her that I could pleasure her now, then maybe test the waters on other things later. And, admittedly, I also wanted to get off. Though I wasn’t going to rush things for Jade, I did want to get to the next part in the near future.
Knowing better than to go harder or faster when a girl was already into what I was doing, I simply kept up the pace against the sweet spot she had both verbally and physically reacted to. It didn’t take long before her breath hitched and her whole body tensed for a moment. I didn’t stop with her, which was definitely the right call. Seconds later, she was moaning louder than before and thrusting towards my hand in the hopes of getting more.
Resisting the urge to grind against her when her bare backside once again briefly rubbed against my crotch, I made myself focus on giving Jade the best orgasm possible. A single moan wasn’t enough. Doing my best to listen to her body and her wildly hot sounds, I kept my rhythm up until she initiated the slow-down. Letting her ride the wave of pleasure all the way to its conclusion, I gradually decreased my speed with her until her body was still and her breathing had mostly gone back to normal.
“Wow,” she exhaled.
Who knew a single word could stroke my ego so effectively? After all, getting a girl off wasn’t nearly as simple compared to my own gender. Though I considered myself competent, I was by no means an expert. And yet, I was fairly confident that I had just rocked Jade’s world. I had told her not to fake it, and her personality made it seem like she wasn’t the type to do that anyway. She was direct in general, and hadn’t been shy about turning down several guys at the bar; something told me she’d call me out if I wasn’t fingering her effectively.
Slipping my fingers out and giving her ass a squeeze with my other hand, I said, “Stay right there?” While I did enjoy the dominant position she had set me up for, I also didn’t want to outright assume she was good with me taking her from behind without any warning. She had also been on all fours for a bit. My mattress was comfortable enough, but still. The uptick at the end of my half request/half question gave her a chance to decide what she was up for. Honestly, I wasn’t picky; I would be content fucking her in just about any position.
“I have a better idea. You stay right there,” she replied. Slowly and gracefully shifting her weight, Jade settled sideways onto the bed and then turned herself over. With her legs splayed, she raised her arms above her shoulders and rested them on the mattress. Arching her body into a big stretch, closing her eyes and humming in a content, moan-like way, she bared everything to me for a few long seconds.
I looked her up and down without any hesitation. Her chest was as perfect as ever, and her sex was still glistening from my touch. If she hadn’t told me to stay where I was, I probably would have already been on top of her. Who cares if Missionary was seen as vanilla by some? Jade was fucking hot, and I would have no problem going for something like that. Especially when she was naked on my bed and spreading her legs for me.
She opened her eyes and was quick to meet my gaze. “Too bad your phone is downstairs,” she commented, with a playful smirk.
True. I already had a topless pic of her thanks to the selfie she had taken with my phone, but the device was still on the sofa where she had tossed it before we headed up to the bedroom. If Jade was cool with it, I would have been more than happy to snap a photo or two of the image before me. “Too bad,” I echoed, “Guess we’ll have to do the photoshoot next time.” If she was offering nudes moving forward, I’d be eager to lean into that possibility. However, my response was mostly about teasing a second ‘date.’ If this is what coffee led to, I could only imagine how physical this relationship could end up being without having to go through the usual small talk and multiple meet-ups it usually took to get to this point.
“Next time,” Jade said, echoing me in response. Displaying every inch of herself for another few seconds, she finally sat up and scooted forward until she was perched on the edge of the mattress. Without another word, she placed her hands on my hips and pulled me towards her. Before I knew it, she was parting her lips and fully throating my hardness with a single bob of her head. All the while, she maintained eye contact.
It was a miracle I didn’t instantly succumb to the wetness and warmth of her mouth. “Jade,” I quietly grunted. That’s about all I could manage while also keeping some semblance of composure.
Detaching as effortlessly as she had taken me inside her, the auburn haired girl substituted her lips for her hand. Gently wrapping her fingers around my cock, she slowly rose to her feet while giving me a taunting squeeze. Leaning forward and brushing her breasts against my bare chest, she said, “This was fun. Now, I think it’s time for me to go.”
Wait, what? Absolutely not. “You-”
“Ah, ah,” she grinned. Giving me a small pump with her hand, she said, “And don’t you dare finish, either. I have class tomorrow. But afterwards . . . I want to feel what it’s like after a whole day of waiting for me.”