Chapter 14

Ruined

The next morning time, Tommy woke up to the soft bombilation of his earpiece. The concealment lit up with a message from Katherine.

Katherine : Watching you net night was unreal. You've come so far, Tommy. Proud doesn't even begin to cover it. Watching Jess downslope 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 garment, and now he was building on it — fast. And Jess ? She had no idea what she'd unleashed.

A few hour later, another message popped up.

Jess : Hey… just checking if you need anything ? foodstuff, food, drinks… whatever you want. I can swing by later. : ) I mean, after last night… the least I can do is take forethought of you.

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

He didn't hesitate.

Tommy : Yea, whatever you think is goodness food-wise. But I'd just have sex my prick sucked, for sure.

The typing bubble paused, disappeared, came back.

Jess : ... Bold much ?

But also ... fucking. okay. I'll be there soon.

He tossed his sound aside and leaned back, blazon behind his head, the grin never leaving his boldness. He already knew what sort of afternoon it was about to be.

An hour later, Jess let herself into his place.

She stepped into his way without knocking, already biting her lip. She was dressed casual, but her eye were burning. Her impudence flushed. There was a different energy to her — less teasing, More hunger. obeisance laced with wild desire.

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

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

Jess's eyes dropped to the duncical gibbosity in his shorts. She exhaled hard.

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

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

Her mouth dropped out-of-doors."God damn."

Tommy smiled lazily, watching her response."What's the matter ? Too a great deal for you ?"

Jess grinned up at him, her center wide of the mark with dirty awe."It might extend my pharynx out. But I'm gon na make out every moment of it."

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

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

She began bobbing her head, slow at number 1, her script stroking what her oral fissure couldn't fit. Saliva dripped from her lips, down his shaft, slicking his nut. The sound—wet, baggy, hungry—filled the room.

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

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

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

"Oh yeah ?"Tommy raised an supercilium."Been meddlesome 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 back talk 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 insouciant and filthy."And just two others who ate me out."She gave a slow, smutty suck, her middle locking with his.

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

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

His middle darkened.

"He had a bantam 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 twisting in regular recurrence, the wet gawk-gawk audio echoing through the room.

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

She pulled back, strings of spit connecting her lips to his shaft. Her voice 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 turncock was her addiction. Tommy leaned back, letting her work, groaning low, the tension construction fast.

Jess's lips slid down Tommy's turncock, wet and greedy, her cheeks hollowing with every suck. Her hand worked what her rima oris couldn't take, wrist spin, spit slickness between her fingers and his shaft. The beat was steady—messy, lewd, filled with squashy gawk-gawk strait that echoed off the bedroom walls.

Tommy looked down at her, breather thick."You said you only fucked one guy in college,"he muttered, his voice low and dangerous."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 small tipsy… he was already in my bed."

She stroked him slow down, teasing him with just her fist and her breath."I let him fuck me from behind while I was still half-dressed. Face down, ass up, panties at my stifle. Didn't hold up long… maybe five minutes. And he kept moaning about how tight I was."

She kissed the head of his cock, licked a slow circle around it."He wasn't anything like you though. Didn't stretchability me. Didn't own me. I just laid there."

Tommy groaned, hip joint twitching slightly."What about the guys who ate you out ? jump with the outset one."

Jess giggled, giving a few obtuse pump of his hammer."That was at a party too. Drunk. Upstairs in someone's chamber. We were making out and he went down on me right there on the floor."

She leaned in, tongue teasing his puss."Didn't even fingerbreadth me. Just kept licking, trying too hard. I faked the orgasm."

Tommy chuckled, heart narrowing with heat."The irregular ?"

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

She gave his shaft a long, wet slash, then sucked the tip deep into her throat, gagging lightly, letting spit drip mold 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 tell me while you suck this dick."

Jess dove back down, brim wrapped tight, head bobbing twice before she pulled back with a wet pop. Her spokesperson was breathy and full of sin."We were messing around… I told him I wanted to try it. Just to feel what it was corresponding. He was nervous. I had to pass him."

She smirked, licking the undersurface of Tommy's peter."knack over the couch. He spit on my ass, fingered me a little, then pushed that diminutive affair in. It slid in wanton. Kinda hot, but he didn't do much with it."

Tommy groaned, one paw gripping the back of her caput, guiding her back to his rooster."You wanted it,"he growled."You chose to commit your ass away."

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

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

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

She hesitated, cheeks heating, but then her grinning turned devilish."I ate pussy once."

Tommy raised a forehead."No shit ?"

"My roomie. Sophomore year. We were drinking. Got dared during some pudden-head game…"She started sucking him again, irksome and vivid, then pulled off mid-stroke."I ate her on the sofa while her boyfriend 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 beneficial. She came so tatty the guy almost came in his bloomers watching."

Tommy grabbed her jaw gently, made her look up at him as she stroked his cock."You're full of foul minuscule enigma, aren't you ?"

She smiled sweetly, then opened her backtalk blanket and deepthroated him, burying her nose 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, phonation hoarse and dripping with lust."I want you to cum down my throat, Tommy. I want to sense it shoot. I want to fucking unsay you."

'' Not yet '' said tommy.

Jess had Tommy's cock soaked in spit, stroking and sucking with hungry round, her mouth and manus working in perfect sync. Her eyes were hazardous with lust, her body flushed, and every few minute she'd pause to confess, her dirtiest memories spilling out between deep-throated slurps.

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

Jess paused, breathing hard, her sassing wet and parted just above the headland of his cock. She hesitated—but just for a second.

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

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

Jess's lip brushed his rotating shaft as she spoke."She was honest-to-god. Like twenties. My friend's cousin. Stayed with us for a week one summer. She was flirty… in this slow, surefooted, dangerous way. I kept catching her looking at me when I walked around in just a T-shirt and panties."

She stroked him as she talked, her step picking up again."One night, we were up former 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 sweet you'd taste.'”

Tommy groaned, his pelvic girdle twitching.

"She didn't even postponement for me to say yes. Just pushed me back, pulled my panties 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 deep. She fingered me with one helping hand and held my articulatio coxae down with the other while I came all over her boldness. I screamed into my pillow."

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

"After that, she stripped naked, sat on my case and rode my mouth. Told me exactly how to lick, how to use my finger. She made me eat her until her legs were shaking. I didn't even know I liked girls until her."

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

Then she swallowed him again — slow, cryptic, her throat wrapped tight around his cock, glossa dragging along the undersurface. Her eyes watered, her nose pressed to his skin. She didn't stop. She kept sucking, harder now, slurping, moaning like it was her getting fucked.

Tommy let out a brutish groan, his handwriting gripping the back of her head."Jess—fuck—you're gon na crap me—"

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

He came with a growl, cock jerk in her sassing, hot cum spilling straight down her throat. Jess swallowed everything, sucking him through the orgasm, milking him gently until he slumped back.

She pulled off slowly, licking her mouth with a smutty trivial smile, face flushed, back talk swollen.

"I've had girls,"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 female child, panting, glowing.

Chapter 15

The Spark Beneath the Surface

The high noon sun poured down like dearest over the neighborhood, steamy and halcyon, warming everything it touched. Jess stretched in the sustenance room, naked under one of Tommy's loose tees, still sore in the honorable way of life. Her back talk were still swollen, her trunk still humming from the night and morning before. She had never felt more practice or more wanted.

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

Katherine was across the yard.

Laid out on a lounge chairperson in the petite two-piece Jess had ever seen, if you could call it a bikini at all. Two thin out triangle barely concealed her pap, and the buns ... well, it might as well have been floss. Her skin gleamed with sunscreen, taut and tan, her body toned, her curve mature, seductive. Effortless.

Jess licked her sassing unconsciously.

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

The cerebration came with a stab ... sharp and confusing. It wasn't just attractor. 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 shoulder."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 death night when Tommy was just too legato. Too prepared. She didn't know what it was, but something told her Katherine wasn't just the hot old woman next door.

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

Jess opened it, and there she was—Katherine. In cutoff shorts, bikini top still on, sunglasses in her whisker, casual as sin.

"Oh, hi sweetie,"she said to Jess with a dazzling smile."Sorry to bother 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 help me real quick ? I was thinking of picking up a grill today. John's been talking about one for week, and I figured maybe you could lend some muscle ?"

Tommy grinned."Home Depot run ?"

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

Jess's spike perked up.

Girlfriend ?

The Word of God made her stomach flip—in a way she liked. But it also made her look closer. The way Katherine touched Tommy's arm. The little glint 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 surface but humming underneath. At domicile Depot, Jess trailed a footfall behind as Tommy and Katherine walked ahead, their banter easy, full moon of old beat. They argued over grillwork like a span that had done it before ... laughing, ribbing, too in sync.

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

Or was there history there ?

vertebral column at Katherine's, the three of them set up the grillwork together. Jess played along ... charming, smiling, helping ... but the hale time, her mind kept replaying glances, touching, the speech sound of Katherine's laugh.

Later, steaks hit the grille, drink 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 fresh bikini, and Tommy in nada but drown automobile trunk, all inclination muscular tissue and sun.

Jess floated beside him, drifting closer.

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

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

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

And she meant it. Despite the undercurrent, despite the unspoken latent hostility, she wanted this.

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

The sun started to dip when John came home.

He stepped into the backyard, buttoned-down untucked, holding his keys and smiling like a man walking into something dependable and boring.

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

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

John grinned at Tommy."Thanks, man. Appreciate it. Glad 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. frigidity air slipped in. She saw the way Katherine's eyes changed—like a switch flipped. Like she knew the game was over for now.

Tommy kept it cool. Polite. But different.

Eventually, Tommy and Jess made their loss. John waved them off like they were sweet Kyd, no clue what he'd interrupted.

- -

backbone 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 silence said everything.

Jess looked at him, trying to read between the lines."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, slow, quiet, and placed a deal under her chin.

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

Jess was falling fast.

And soon… they'd both belong to him .