Chapter 14

Ruined

The next morning, Tommy woke up to the flaccid bombilation of his phone. The screen lit up with a subject matter from Katherine.

Katherine : Watching you lastly Nox was unreal. You've come so far, Tommy. Proud doesn't even set about to cover it. Watching Jess fall apart under you like that… God. You've learned so much.

From me.

He smirked. There was no interrogative sentence 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 moment later, another message popped up.

Jess : Hey… just checking if you need anything ? foodstuff, solid food, drinks… whatever you want. I can sway by later. : ) I mean, after finale night… the to the lowest degree I can do is take care of you.

Tommy grinned encompassing. Her tone had changed completely — no longer flirty, no longer trying to insure the moral force. She sounded… submissive. afters. 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 a good deal ?

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

He tossed his telephone set aside and leaned back, arms behind his foreland, the smiling never leaving his cheek. He already knew what form of afternoon it was about to be.

An hr later, Jess let herself into his place.

She stepped into his room without knocking, already biting her lip. She was dressed casual, but her heart were burning. Her impudence flushed. There was a different free energy to her — less teasing, Sir Thomas More hunger. Obedience laced with raging desire.

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

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

Jess's eye dropped to the compact bulge in his underdrawers. She exhaled hard.

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

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

Her oral fissure dropped outdoors."God damn."

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

Jess grinned up at him, her eyes full with contaminating awe."It might stretch my throat out. But I'm gon na have it off every second of it."

She leaned in and licked the underside of his shaft, decelerate and wet, from fundament to tip. Then she wrapped her lips around the head and sank down, column inch by inch, her spit already coating him.

Tommy let out a low groan."fuck, Jess… spirit at you."

She began bobbing her head, slow at outset, her hand stroking what her rima oris couldn't fit. Saliva dripped from her lip, down his rotating shaft, slicking his balls. The sound—wet, sloppy, hungry—filled the room.

"Oh fucking, 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 serious. It's fucking addictive."

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

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

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

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

Tommy moaned deep, watching her sink her rima oris back down his shaft.

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

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

Tommy's rose hip lifted slightly."Mmm. That it ?"

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

His eyes darkened.

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

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

Tommy let out a savage groan."Jess—fuck—you're filthy. I love this position of you."

She pulled back, strings of expectoration connecting her lips to his pecker. Her spokesperson 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 cock was her dependance. Tommy leaned back, letting her work, groaning low, the tension building fast.

Jess's lips slid down Tommy's rooster, wet and greedy, her nerve hollowing with every sucking. Her manus worked what her backtalk couldn't yield, wrist distortion, spit slipperiness between her fingerbreadth and his shaft of light. The rhythm was steady—messy, raunchy, filled with sloppy gawk-gawk strait that echoed off the sleeping accommodation walls.

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

Jess pulled off, gasping, then smiled wickedly."He was a senior. I was bored. Came back from a 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 have sex me from behind while I was still half-dressed. Face down, ass up, pantie at my knee. Didn't last long… maybe five minutes. And he kept moaning about how tight I was."

She kissed the school principal of his shaft, licked a decelerate circle around it."He wasn't anything like you though. Didn't stretch me. Didn't own me. I just laid there."

Tommy groaned, pelvic girdle twitching slightly."What about the guys who ate you out ? Start with the first one."

Jess giggled, giving a few easy ticker of his cock."That was at a party too. Drunk. Upstairs in someone's sleeping room. We were making out and he went down on me right there on the floor."

She leaned in, lingua teasing his incision."Didn't even finger me. Just kept licking, trying too hard. I faked the orgasm."

Tommy chuckled, eyes narrowing with heat energy."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 in good order. Got me close, but I wanted a really cock in me."

She gave his slam a farseeing, wet stroking, then sucked the tip deep into her throat, gagging lightly, letting ptyalise trickle from her chin. She looked up at him, eyes glinting."You wan na hear about the guy who opened up my ass ?"

Tommy let out a jumpy exhale."You in force fucking tell me while you suck this dick."

Jess dove back down, lips wrapped tight, principal bobbing twice before she pulled back with a wet pop. Her voice was breathy and wax of sin."We were messing around… I told him I wanted to try it. Just to feel what it was like. He was skittish. I had to guide 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 tiny affair in. It slid in easy. Kinda hot, but he didn't do much with it."

Tommy groaned, one script gripping the back of her point, guiding her spinal column to his dick."You wanted it,"he growled."You chose to give 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 face was flushed, spit running down her neck."You're still the maiden man who ever earned my oral fissure like this,"she said, oculus glowing."The others ? I just let them."

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

She hesitated, cheeks heat, but then her grinning turned devilish."I ate pussycat once."

Tommy raised a forehead."No shit ?"

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

"Fuck."Tommy's voice was tight now, hips 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 good. She came so loudly the guy almost came in his pants watching."

Tommy grabbed her jaw gently, made her tone up at him as she stroked his shaft."You're full of lousy small secrets, aren't you ?"

She smiled sweetly, then opened her rima oris wide and deepthroated him, burying her nose against his pelvic arch. 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, vocalization hoarse and dripping with lust."I want you to cum down my throat, Tommy. I want to feel it shoot. I want to fucking eat up you."

'' Not yet '' said tommy.

Jess had Tommy's shaft soaked in spit, stroking and sucking with thirsty rhythm, her mouth and hand working in stark sync. Her eyes were wild with lust, her dead body flushed, and every few s she'd pause to confess, her pestiferous retentiveness spilling out between deep-throated slurps.

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

Jess paused, breathing intemperately, her sassing wet and parted just above the head of his putz. She hesitated—but just for a second.

"There… was one more,"she whispered, boldness burning, vox ragged."Wasn't a guy though."

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

Jess's lips brushed his shaft as she spoke."She was old. Like mid-twenties. My admirer's cousin. Stayed with us for a week one summertime. She was flirty… in this tedious, surefooted, severe way. I kept catching her looking at me when I walked around in just a tee shirt and panties."

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

Tommy groaned, his rose hip twitching.

"She didn't even wait 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 lingua was so slow. So deep. She fingered me with one hand and held my hips down with the other while I came all over her face. I screamed into my pillow."

She licked from al-Qaida to tip, then flicked her tongue against his slit.

"After that, she stripped naked, sat on my side and rally my mouth. Told me exactly how to clobber, how to use my finger's breadth. She made me eat her until her legs were shaking. I didn't even know I liked miss 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, rich, her pharynx wrapped tight around his cock, tongue dragging along the underside. Her eyes watered, her horn in pressed to his peel. She didn't stop. She kept sucking, harder now, slurping, moaning like it was her getting fucked.

Tommy let out a savage groan, his manus gripping the binding of her head."Jess—fuck—you're gon na make me—"

She moaned around him, messy and loud, expectoration running down her chin. Her hand pumped faster, her throat working like a vice.

He came with a growl, shaft jerking in her mouth, hot cum spilling straight down her throat. Jess swallowed everything, sucking him through the climax, milking him gently until he slumped back.

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

"I've had miss,"she whispered, her articulation sultry and gentle."But I've never had a man like you."

Tommy leaned back, staring down at her, breathless and wrecked. Jess sat on her heels like a good lady friend, heaving, glowing.

Chapter 15

The Spark Beneath the Surface

The midday sun poured down like honey over the region, sticky and gold, warming everything it touched. Jess stretched in the life way, naked under one of Tommy's relax tees, still sore in the best agency. Her lip were still swollen, her body still humming from the night and cockcrow 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 chairwoman in the flyspeck bikini Jess had ever seen, if you could holler it a Bikini at all. Two slim down trigon barely concealed her mamilla, and the underside ... well, it might as well have been dental floss. Her skin gleamed with sunscreen, taut and tan, her body toned, her curves mature, seductive. Effortless.

Jess licked her lips unconsciously.

"Damn,"she whispered to herself."The neighbor lady is… topnotch hot."

The opinion came with a pang ... piercing and confusing. It wasn't just draw. It was envy. esteem. And something else. Something she hadn't quite put her finger on yet.

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

Jess startled, almost dropped her glass."No—I mean, yeah—just ... your neighbor. 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 night when Tommy was just too smooth. Too ready. She didn't know what it was, but something told her Katherine wasn't just the hot older womanhood next door.

An minute later, there was a roast at the back door.

Jess opened it, and there she was—Katherine. In shortcut shorts, bikini top still on, shades in her hair, casual as sin.

"Oh, hi sweetie,"she said to Jess with a dazzling smiling."Sorry to nark you both. Tommy around ?"

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

Katherine stepped in like she owned the place.

"Tommy,"she called, her step laced with dear."Think you can facilitate me real quick ? I was thinking of picking up a grill today. John's been talking about one for hebdomad, and I figured maybe you could lend some muscle ?"

Tommy grinned."Home entrepot run ?"

"Unless you've got better plans,"she said with a nictitation."Bring your girlfriend along. seduce it a little field trip."

Jess's ears perked up.

girl ?

The word made her stomach flip—in a way she liked. But it also made her count closer. The way Katherine touched Tommy's arm. The niggling spark in Tommy's eyes when he looked at her. There was something here.

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

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

They all drove out together, insouciant on the open but humming underneath. At Home storage, Jess trailed a pace behind as Tommy and Katherine walked ahead, their banter easy, full of old cycle. They argued over grills like a duet that had done it before ... laughing, teasing, too in sync.

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

Or was there history there ?

cover at Katherine's, the three of them set up the grill together. Jess played along ... charming, smiling, helping ... but the whole time, her mind kept replaying glances, touch sensation, the speech sound of Katherine's laugh.

Later, steaks hit the grillwork, drinks flowed, and the vibe turned unwind. The three of them lounged in and around the pool—Jess in one of Tommy's shirts again, Katherine in a reinvigorated bikini, and Tommy in zip but swim trunks, all tilt brawniness and sun.

Jess floated beside him, drifting closer.

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

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

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

And she meant it. Despite the undertide, despite the unstated tension, she wanted this.

Even if she couldn't public figure what this was yet.

The sun started to dip when John came home.

He stepped into the backyard, button-down untucked, holding his Francis Scott Key and smiling like a man walking into something safe and boring.

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

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

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

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

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

Eventually, Tommy and Jess made their exit. John waved them off like they were sweet kids, no clew what he'd interrupted.

- -

backrest 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 human face didn't modification. But his silence said everything.

Jess looked at him, trying to translate between the blood."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, boring, quiet, and placed a hand under her chin.

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

That was all.

No result. Just power.

Jess melted.

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

Katherine had been proud last night.

Jess was falling fast.

And soon… they'd both belong to him .