Jack rolled over, sighing in his sleep as he did so. I hated him at the moment. He was the kind of guy who could sleep anywhere. On the other hand, I couldn't stand sleeping in a hot bedroom. It didn't help matters when Jack threw an arm around my middle and pulled me close to him. I was about to pull away when I felt something all too familiar pressing up against my lower back. Though sound asleep, the friction from moving around in the bed had caused Jack to grow hard.
Once I had felt it against me, I soon forgot about the heat in the room. The heat pooling between my legs was bothering me more and more by the second. Slowly, I turned in his embrace to look at him. Even while sleeping, Jack took my breath away. His hair fell into his closed eyes and I swore he had a smile on his face.
I sat up and pulled my nightshirt, which was Jack's old shirt, over my head. I immediately felt ten degrees cooler as I let it drop to the floor. I leaned forward and kissed his earlobe gently before whispering in his ear. "If I can't sleep, you can't either."
Nothing. Jack didn't respond. I always teased him that lightning could strike next to him and he wouldn't bat an eyelash. But I did happen to know exactly what would wake him up.
At first, I just kissed him. I let my lips leave his ear and kissed along his neck. Unable to help myself, I reached down between us and wrapped my fingers around him. He was stiff as could be, and I felt it throb in my grasp. I began to move my hand up and down around him. I moved my lips down further, kissing his throat, and worked my way to his chest.
Jack slowly began to react. With the smallest of moans, he rolled onto his back. But he was still asleep. I kept kissing his naked chest, enjoying the soft skin on my lips. I felt Jack's body twitch slightly when my teeth grazed a nipple, so I bit down gently. He twitched again.
Lifting my head, I looked at him. His eyes were still closed, but I could see them moving under the lids. He was waking up. But before he could, I tossed my hair behind my shoulders and dipped my head down so my mouth could take the place of my hand. The moment I wrapped my lips around him, I heard a low groan. The sound spurred me on. I loved pleasing Jack, loved making him lose control. Knowing that I made him feel as good as he made me feel easily turned me on. Another moan came from his throat and I felt his hand on my shoulder.
"Rose," he whispered weakly. I lifted my head to look at him and smiled, somewhat wickedly. There was a lazy look in his eyes, but it was rapidly disappearing. A hungry look was taking its place. Without a single word, I dipped my head back down and wrapped my lips back around him.
Jack didn't argue. When he felt my tongue run a path from the tip of him all the way to the bottom, he moaned loudly. "Mmm...Rose." He brushed some hair that had fallen in my face away and watched me. "That feels so amazing," he muttered.
Closing his eyes, Jack laid his head back on the pillow. I could tell from his quickening breath that he was unable to focus on anything except my actions. "Rose," Jack croaked. He tangled his fingers in my hair. "Rose," he repeated, this time barely above a whisper. His body jerked, as if the pleasure was becoming unbearable. "Don't stop. Please."
Turned on by the sounds escaping Jack's throat, I moved faster. I traced circles with my tongue around the tip of him. Jack gasped as his back arched. "Rosebud." The throbbing I felt in my mouth intensified. "Yes, baby," he whispered. I knew he couldn't take it anymore. It was easy to taste as much.
With a loud moan, the first rush of the orgasm hit Jack. As he began to come, his fingers closed around my hair and he pulled gently. I didn't mind and I didn't stop. I just kept moving my head up and down, although slower, as he continued to come and squirm beneath me. "Fuck, Rose," he cursed.
When I felt Jack's body begin to relax, I finally lifted my head. Jack had once told me that my smile was the definition of seduction. It did the trick, because he just grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled my face to his to kiss me. His mouth met mine in a frenzy. He let his tongue be teased by mine. His teeth nipped at my bottom lip. Then Jack rolled over so he was laying on top of me. The next thing I knew, Jack had reached down between us and slid a finger deep inside of me.
I gasped in delight. The gasp caused Jack to slid another finger inside, and move them back and forth. "Jack." I moaned into his mouth.
"Payback time," he whispered into my ear before running his tongue along the lobe. I giggled, and pushed myself further onto his hand. Jack took the hint and began massaging my sensitive nub with his thumb. He kissed his way to my breasts, pausing long enough to tease each of my nipples, before continuing down my stomach.
Jack moved his hand and let his mouth take over. I groaned, amazed at his skill, as always. Jack placed his hands on my inner thighs so he could spread my legs apart further. Licking my swollen nub, Jack slid his fingers back inside of me.
With a short gasp, my body bucked. I felt heat, a heat only Jack could ignite, begin to course it's way throughout my veins. My blood boiled; it was an epic feeling. Tiny moans came from my throat. The heat began to travel faster, with more intensity. I jerked involuntary as Jack flicked his tongue faster. "Make me come, Jack," I begged. "Take me to the stars."
Jack obliged. His fingers and mouth had found the perfect rhythm. The explosion that had been building within me blew up. "Oh, Jack!" Crying out as the orgasm hit me, I came fiercely. Jack didn't pull away. Just as I had made him squirm, he did the same to me. "Jack! Yes, Jack!"
As my orgasm faded away, Jack began to make another path of kisses. This time it led to my lips. He placed one hand on the back of my neck to pull me as close to him as he could. The other hand traveled from my hip, up along my side. I got goosebumps and shivered. Nothing felt better than Jack running his hands all over my body.
I could feel Jack growing hard again, and I wanted him. He aroused me further by running his hand along my arm until it reached my hand and his fingers interlocked with mine. I sighed as he pulled his lips away. His eyes told me he wanted more.
Leaning up as if to kiss him, I brought my mouth to his ear. "Jack," I purred. "Tell me what you want, baby." The look in his eyes caused me to become wetter. He captured my lips with his, but not before telling me what he wanted.
"I want you, Rosebud," he told me. His voice was low and deep, a mixture of love and lust. "Fuck me," he whispered before slamming his lips into mine.
That was all I needed to hear. Placing my hands on his shoulder, I pushed him so he would roll over. I rested atop of him, straddling his hips. I could feel his hardness throbbing again, this time against my thigh. I moved my hips forward to tease him. He sighed, obviously enjoying it. Moving back and then forward again, he moved his hips upward suddenly, pressing himself against me. Jack reached his arms around my middle and pulled me to him.
"Tease."
"You love it," I replied.
"I do," Jack said truthfully. He pulled me forward ever so slightly and entered me. "Rosebud," he whispered. "You're so warm."
I couldn't help but groan loudly as I felt Jack inside of me. I clenched my walls around his thickness, making him moan softly. Pulling myself from his arms, I balanced myself upright and began moving back and forth. Jack growled softly at my movements as he placed his hands on my knees and moved them upwards to rest on my hips. He balanced me and I moved back and forth. His fingers gently dug into my skin, urging me to move faster.
"Oh, God, Jack," I moaned. When I felt him begin to thrust in me, matching my rhythm perfectly, my eyes closed and I rolled my head back. The ecstasy rolled through me in waves. "Yeah, Jack." I gasped at the growing warmth deep within me. From their resting spot on my hips, Jack moved his hands upward along my sides. He pulled me to him and kissed me. My hair fell into his face, and he brushed it aside without a second thought.
"Lover," he whispered into the kisses I was laying on his lips. "Volete andare alle stelle?" he asked in Italian, asking me if I want to go to the stars. I smiled even though he was kissing me.
"Sė, Jack. Prendalo," I answered, telling him to take me. Jack ran his hands down my back until they rested on my rear. Gently tightening his grip, he pushed me forward on him as he began to thrust harder. "Jack," I hissed. "Faster." Jack did as I asked. I felt an intense orgasm building up. "Don't stop, Jack!"
It hit me like a freight train. I clung to Jack as if my life depended on it. My nails dug into his shoulders when my body shuddered. I cried out as I came. "Keep going, Jack, please!" He increased his pace immediately, giving me another rush of bliss. I couldn't help it. I screamed.
Before my orgasm ended, Jack's began. He closed his eyes and pressed his hands harder into my back. "Kiss me," he commanded. I crashed my lips into his. "Rose, lover." Jack's body jerked, and his head rolled back on the pillow. "Oh, God, Rose." He moaned with every thrust, still moving me back and forth on him.
I let out a small laugh as his movements slowed and eventually stopped. "I love you," I told him, dropping the tiniest of pecks on his lips. I pulled myself away from him, laying next to him on the bed. He wrapped his arm around me and tangled his legs with mine. I snuggled into his embrace, closing my eyes.
Jack kissed my neck and shoulder. "I love you, too, Rose." His whisper made me shiver, and I moved even closer to him. Forgetting all about the temperature of the room, I closed my eyes and rolled over. The fact that Jack's chest was damp with sweat didn't bother me. I pressed my face to him, inhaling his scent. He kissed the top of my head, but I didn't feel it. I had fallen into a deep and peaceful sleep.
The End.