Chapter 14

Ruined

The next morning, Tommy woke up to the soft buzz of his phone. The screen lit up with a message from Katherine.

Katherine : observation you concluding night was unsubstantial. You've come so far, Tommy. Proud doesn't even begin to continue it. Watching Jess gloaming apart under you like that… God. You've learned so much.

From me.

He smirked. There was no question anymore who was guiding this evolution. Katherine had laid the foundation, and now he was building on it — fast. And Jess ? She had no approximation what she'd unleashed.

A few minutes later, another content popped up.

Jess : Hey… just checking if you need anything ? Groceries, food, drinks… whatever you want. I can swing by later. : ) I mean, after last night… the to the lowest degree I can do is convey care of you.

Tommy grinned wide. Her tone had changed completely — no longer flirty, no longer trying to see to it the dynamic. She sounded… submissive. confection. Soft. Wrapped around his finger like she didn't even realize it.

He didn't hesitate.

Tommy : Yea, whatever you think is good food-wise. But I'd just love my dick sucked, for sure.

The typing bubble paused, disappeared, came back.

Jess : ... Bold much ?

But also ... fuck. okeh. I'll be there soon.

He tossed his phone aside and leaned back, arms behind his header, the grinning never leaving his face. He already knew what kind of afternoon it was about to be.

An hour later, Jess let herself into his place.

She stepped into his room without knocking, already biting her lip. She was dressed casual, but her middle were burning. Her cheeks flushed. There was a different energy to her — lupus erythematosus teasing, to a greater extent hunger. Obedience laced with wild desire.

"You weren't kidding,"she said, shutting the door behind her."No hello. No warmup. Just straight to it."

Tommy shrugged, sitting back on the edge of his bed, spreading his leg blanket."You offered."

Jess's eyes dropped to the thick prominence in his short. She exhaled hard.

"well then,"she said, licking her lips."Let me suck that big thing."

She dropped to her knees in straw man of him without waiting. Pulled his trunks down in one smooth tug. His cock sprang free—thick, lumbering, already half-hard.

Her mouth dropped subject."God damn."

Tommy smiled lazily, watching her reaction."What's the matter ? Too a lot for you ?"

Jess grinned up at him, her optic encompassing with dirty awe."It might debase my pharynx out. But I'm gon na roll in the hay every second base of it."

She leaned in and licked the underside of his beam, wearisome and wet, from radix to tip. Then she wrapped her lips around the capitulum and sank down, inch by column inch, her spit already coating him.

Tommy let out a low moan."nooky, Jess… look at you."

She began bobbing her head, slow at first-class honours degree, her hired hand stroking what her back talk couldn't fit. Saliva dripped from her mouth, down his shaft, slicking his Lucille Ball. The sound—wet, marshy, hungry—filled the room.

"Oh fuck, you like that, huh ?"she said, pulling off briefly, her voice raspy. She spit on the head, smeared it with her palm, then swallowed him again."This dick's too respectable. It's fucking addictive."

Tommy growled, fingers tightening in her hair."Mmm. I see you've been practicing."

She giggled around his cock, then pulled off to verbalize, hired hand still stroking him."Well… college gave me a little experience."

"Oh yeah ?"Tommy raised an eyebrow."Been meddling while I was gone ?"

Jess shrugged with a sly grin."I mean… one guy I practiced on. But not like this."She kissed the tip, then licked it slowly."He was little. This is… dissimilar. This is expectant. Thicker."

Tommy moaned late, watching her sink her mouthpiece back down his shaft.

After a few messy strokes, she came up for air again.

"Only one guy I fucked,"she said between strokes, her voice casual and lousy."And just two others who ate me out."She gave a slow, nasty suck, her eye locking with his.

Tommy's hips lifted slightly."Mmm. That it ?"

She smirked, wiping spit from her Kuki with the back of her hired man."Oh… and one guy opened up my ass a little."

His middle darkened.

"He had a midget dick though,"she added with a wink."So… didn't really count."

She immediately swallowed him again, bobbing faster now, slurping, gagging, spitting, her hired hand spin in rhythm, the wet gawk-gawk sounds echoing through the room.

Tommy let out a feral groan."Jess—fuck—you're filthy. I love this side of meat of you."

She pulled back, strings of spit connecting her brim to his cock. Her vocalism dropped to a whisper."I didn't even know this side existed until you brought it out."

Then she went back down like she needed it, like his peter was her dependance. Tommy leaned back, letting her body of work, groaning low, the tension building fast.

Jess's lips slid down Tommy's cock, wet and greedy, her cheeks hollowing with every sucking. Her hand worked what her mouth couldn't take, wrist twirl, pitter-patter slickness between her fingers and his shaft. The rhythm was steady—messy, obscene, filled with boggy gawk-gawk sounds that echoed off the chamber walls.

Tommy looked down at her, breath midst."You said you only fucked one guy in college,"he muttered, his voice low and serious."Tell me how it went down."

Jess pulled off, gasping, then smiled wickedly."He was a senior. I was bored. Came back from a political party a little tipsy… he was already in my bed."

She stroked him slow, teasing him with just her fist and her breath."I let him sleep with me from behind while I was still half-dressed. grimace down, ass up, step-in at my articulatio genus. Didn't stopping point long… maybe five hour. And he kept moaning about how stiff I was."

She kissed the head of his hammer, licked a slowly rope around it."He wasn't anything like you though. Didn't stint me. Didn't own me. I just laid there."

Tommy groaned, rosehip twitching slightly."What about the guys who ate you out ? Start with the number one one."

Jess giggled, giving a few dull pumps of his dick."That was at a party too. rummy. Upstairs in someone's bedchamber. We were making out and he went down on me right there on the floor."

She leaned in, tongue teasing his slit."Didn't even finger me. Just kept licking, trying too heavily. I faked the orgasm."

Tommy chuckled, centre narrowing with rut."The second ?"

"That one was better,"she admitted."We were in his car. Backseat. He made me lay across it with my legs up… tongue was decent. Got me close, but I wanted a very tool in me."

She gave his shaft a long, wet fortuity, then sucked the tip deep into her throat, gagging lightly, letting patter drip from her chin. She looked up at him, oculus glinting."You wan na hear about the guy who opened up my ass ?"

Tommy let out a rough exhale."You better fucking say me while you suck this dick."

Jess dive back down, backtalk wrapped pie-eyed, head bobbing twice before she pulled back with a wet pop. Her voice was breathy and replete of sin."We were messing around… I told him I wanted to try it. Just to finger what it was like. He was queasy. I had to direct him."

She smirked, licking the underside of Tommy's cock."set over the couch. He spit on my ass, fingered me a little, then pushed that petite thing in. It slid in soft. Kinda hot, but he didn't do much with it."

Tommy groaned, one hand gripping the backrest of her head, guiding her backrest to his cock."You wanted it,"he growled."You chose to fall in your ass away."

She moaned as she swallowed him again, bobbing harder, messier, her throat gurgling around his thick shaft.

When she pulled off again, her human face was flushed, spittle running down her neck."You're still the first man who ever earned my mouth like this,"she said, eyes glowing."The others ? I just let them."

He leaned back slightly, stroking her cheek with the back of his finger."What else, Jess ?"he murmured."Tell me something filthy. Tell me something no one else knows."

She hesitated, cheeks heating, but then her smiling turned mephistophelian."I ate pussy once."

Tommy raised a hilltop."No shit ?"

"My roommate. Sophomore class. We were drinking. Got dared during some pudden-head game…"She started sucking him again, wearisome and intense, then pulled off mid-stroke."I ate her on the couch while her boyfriend watched."

"Fuck."Tommy's voice was tight now, pelvic girdle flexing slightly."And ?"

"She sat on my face. Rode my mouth."Jess licked from base to tip."I didn't think I'd like it, but she tasted unspoiled. She came so garish the guy almost came in his pants watching."

Tommy grabbed her jaw gently, made her look up at him as she stroked his pecker."You're full of dirty slight secrets, aren't you ?"

She smiled sweetly, then opened her mouth broad and deepthroated him, burying her nozzle against his pelvis. Her throat worked around his cock like it belonged there, the sound raw and beautiful.

Tommy groaned."That's it, Jess. Get that fucking throat ruined. God damn…"

She came up for air, voice hoarse and dripping with lecherousness."I want you to cum down my throat, Tommy. I want to palpate it take. I want to fucking get down you."

'' Not yet '' said tommy.

Jess had Tommy's cock soaked in spit, stroking and sucking with athirst rhythm, her mouth and hand working in perfect sync. Her eyes were wild with lust, her body flushed, and every few seconds she'd pause to confess, her dirtiest computer memory spilling out between deep-throated slurps.

Tommy's voice came thickset with control."You've been holding back. generate me the one you really loved. The one you weren't gon na tell."

Jess paused, breathing hard, her lips wet and parted just above the head teacher of his tool. She hesitated—but just for a second.

"There… was one Sir Thomas More,"she whispered, face burning, voice ragged."Wasn't a guy though."

Tommy raised a hilltop, eyes narrowing."Oh yeah ?"

Jess's backtalk brushed his calamus as she spoke."She was onetime. Like mid-twenties. My friend's cousin. Stayed with us for a calendar week one summertime. She was flirty… in this slow, convinced, life-threatening way. I kept catching her looking at me when I walked around in just a jersey and panties."

She stroked him as she talked, her footstep picking up again."One nighttime, we were up late drinking. Everyone else went to bed. I was tipsy. She came into my room, shut the door, sat on my bed and said, ‘ I've been thinking about how scented you'd taste.'”

Tommy groaned, his pelvic arch twitching.

"She didn't even time lag for me to say yes. Just pushed me back, pulled my scanty off, and went down on me like she'd been starving for days."

Jess swallowed him halfway again, humming as she sucked, then came off with a wet pop.

"Her tongue was so slow. So oceanic abyss. She fingered me with one hand and held my pelvic girdle down with the other while I came all over her face. I screamed into my pillow."

She licked from base to tip, then flicked her tongue against his slit.

"After that, she stripped naked, sat on my typeface and rode my oral fissure. Told me exactly how to lick, how to use my fingers. She made me eat her until her legs were shaking. I didn't even know I liked fille until her."

She grinned up at him."But I loved her. That night… I felt owned. Soft and rough all at once."

Then she swallowed him again — slow, mysterious, her pharynx wrapped soused around his rooster, spit dragging along the underside. Her heart watered, her poke pressed to his pelt. She didn't stop. She kept sucking, harder now, slurping, moaning like it was her getting fucked.

Tommy let out a brutal groan, his hand gripping the rear of her promontory."Jess—fuck—you're gon na make me—"

She moaned around him, messy and loud, spit running down her Kuki-Chin. Her hand pumped faster, her pharynx working like a vice.

He came with a growl, hammer saccade in her mouth, hot cum spilling straight down her pharynx. Jess swallowed everything, sucking him through the orgasm, milking him gently until he slumped back.

She pulled off slowly, licking her rim with a filthy little smiling, cheek flushed, lips swollen.

"I've had girlfriend,"she whispered, her voice sultry and soft."But I've never had a man like you."

Tommy leaned back, staring down at her, breathless and wrecked. Jess sat on her blackguard like a good girlfriend, panting, glowing.

Chapter 15

The Spark Beneath the open

The midday sun poured down like honey over the neighborhood, steamy and golden, warming everything it touched. Jess stretched in the living elbow room, naked under one of Tommy's liberate tees, still sore in the substantially ways. Her lips were still swollen, her body still humming from the night and morning before. She had never felt more used or more wanted.

She walked past the window, absently sipping water, and froze.

Katherine was across the yard.

Laid out on a lounge death chair in the tiniest bikini Jess had ever seen, if you could call it a Bikini at all. Two thin trigon barely concealed her nipples, and the bottom ... well, it might as well have been floss. Her tegument gleamed with sun blocker, taut and tan, her physical structure toned, her curves mature, seductive. Effortless.

Jess licked her lips unconsciously.

"Damn,"she whispered to herself."The neighbor lady is… A-one hot."

The thought came with a pang ... sharp and confusing. It wasn't just draw. It was envy. wonder. And something else. Something she hadn't quite put her fingerbreadth on yet.

Tommy walked into the room behind her, tugging on a shirt, glancing over her shoulder joint."Something caught your eye ?"

Jess startled, almost dropped her Methedrine."No—I mean, yeah—just ... your neighbour. She's…"

Tommy smirked."Katherine."

"Yeah."Jess looked out again."She's gorgeous."

"Mmhmm,"he said simply, and that was it.

But it wasn't it—not for Jess. That same flicker returned, the one she felt last Nox when Tommy was just too smooth. Too prepared. She didn't know what it was, but something told her Katherine wasn't just the hot older fair sex next door.

An minute later, there was a knock at the rearwards door.

Jess opened it, and there she was—Katherine. In shortcut shorts, two-piece top still on, sunglass in her hair, everyday as sin.

"Oh, hi steady,"she said to Jess with a dazzling smile."Sorry to chafe you both. Tommy around ?"

Jess blinked."Yeah—he's in the kitchen."

Katherine stepped in like she owned the place.

"Tommy,"she called, her tone laced with honey."Think you can facilitate me very quick ? I was thinking of picking up a grill today. whoremonger's been talking about one for calendar week, and I figured maybe you could impart some heftiness ?"

Tommy grinned."dwelling house depot run ?"

"Unless you've got better program,"she said with a wink."Bring your girl along. create it a little field trip."

Jess's ears perked up.

lady friend ?

The Holy Writ made her abdomen flip—in a way she liked. But it also made her attend closer. The way Katherine touched Tommy's arm. The little flicker in Tommy's eyes when he looked at her. There was something here.

Still, she smiled and nodded."I'd love to come."

Tommy noticed. He didn't say anything—but he knew.

They all drove out together, casual on the aerofoil but humming underneath. At habitation Depot, Jess trailed a step behind as Tommy and Katherine walked ahead, their banter easy, entire of old rhythm. They argued over grill like a yoke that had done it before ... laughing, tease, too in sync.

Jess caught herself staring at Katherine again. Her hip. Her confidence. The way she touched Tommy's arm when she laughed. Was she imagining it ?

Or was there story there ?

Back at Katherine's, the three of them set up the grill together. Jess played along ... charming, smiling, helping ... but the unit prison term, her mind kept replaying glimpse, touches, the sound of Katherine's laugh.

Later, steaks hit the grill, drinks flowed, and the vibe turned relaxed. The three of them lounged in and around the pool—Jess in one of Tommy's shirts again, Katherine in a new bikini, and Tommy in zero but swim proboscis, all lean muscle and sun.

Jess floated beside him, drifting closer.

"I like this,"she whispered."This vibe. This ... us."

Tommy looked at her, calm and undecipherable."Yeah ?"

She nodded."It's ... nice. Different. I feel like I belong."

And she meant it. Despite the undertide, despite the unverbalised tautness, she wanted this.

Even if she couldn't name what this was yet.

The sun started to dip when bathroom came home.

He stepped into the backyard, button-down untucked, holding his keystone and smiling like a man walking into something prophylactic and boring.

"Oh hey !"he said, waving."Didn't know we had company."

Katherine stood and kissed his face."They helped with the grill."

John grinned at Tommy."Thanks, man. Appreciate it. gladiola she's got people around when I'm gone. That thing would've stayed in the box for weeks otherwise."

Jess gave him a polite smile. But the vibe shifted. Cold air slipped in. She saw the way Katherine's optic changed—like a switch flipped. Like she knew the plot was over for now.

Tommy kept it sang-froid. Polite. But different.

Eventually, Tommy and Jess made their exit. St. John the Apostle waved them off like they were sweet tyke, no clue what he'd interrupted.

- -

spine at Tommy's, Jess couldn't hold back anymore.

"Are you and her…"she began, then trailed off."I mean, was there something before ? Between you and Katherine ?"

Tommy's face didn't change. But his quiet said everything.

Jess looked at him, trying to read between the rail line."You don't have to lie. I get it. She's hot. And I'm not even mad. I just… I need to know where I stand."

He walked to her, tiresome, restrained, and placed a hand under her chin.

"You stand exactly where I want you,"he said softly."And tonight, I want you decent here."

That was all.

No answers. Just power.

Jess melted.

And deep in his mind, Tommy knew exactly what he was doing.

Katherine had been majestic last night.

Jess was falling fast.

And soon… they'd both belong to him .