Falling From Disgrace

Jack peeled her shirt off and then turned her so that she lay on her stomach. Divesting himself of his shorts and her of her panties, he kneeled down at her feet and sucked on the skin at the back of her ankle. His lips feathered up to her knees where he caressed one with his fingers and kissed behind the other. He ran his tongue up her thighs, bit one of her perfectly round cheeks and then licked up the entire length of her scar.

Adrianna gasped at the sensation that felt wrong and yet so achingly good. Jack had just managed to take what she saw as a hideous mar on her body and made it erotic, letting her know that he loved every inch of her; even her flawed back. When Jack stretched himself along the side of her, she turned her head and let him claim her lips once again.

He used his hand to nudge her legs apart and when he felt the wetness between them he groaned. He loved feeling the evidence of her arousal. He fingered her clit while he swallowed her moans and then ran his hand up to spread the silkiness to her ass, applying the slightest pressure there.

Adrianna jerked, her whole body going taut at the foreign sensation, and then cried out.

“Shh,” Jack breathed into her ear as she buried her face into the pillow. Using his thumb to stimulate her, he hooked one of his legs around hers to spread her wider for him. Adrianna’s hands curled around the bed sheets as Jack continued to touch her in the most indecent of ways.

Keeping his thumb in place between her cheeks, he pressed two fingers into her, fucking her with his hand slowly and steadily. His other hand slithered between her body and the mattress to tease her clit and when he pushed just the tip of his thumb into her puckered entrance, Adrianna’s head shot up from the pillow.

“Fuck!” she screamed as she rode out the most intense orgasm of her life.

Jack didn’t stop his movements, continuing to bring wave upon wave of pleasure to Adrianna’s body. After four days of hell, the ecstasy was more than welcome and she relished every tremor, every sliver of electricity, Jack brought upon her until she brought her knees up, ready for him to take her.

Jack guided his cock into her from behind and moved slowly in and out, inch by inch. He wanted to take her more roughly but didn’t in fear of hurting her.

Adrianna tried to goad him on by pushing herself back to meet his thrusts but he refused, continuing at a gentle pace.

“Jack, I’m okay,” she insisted, looking up at him over her shoulder. He leaned down to cover his body with his own, his face twisted with restraint.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he gritted.

“You won’t” she panted. “Now please, fuck me.”

Not thoroughly convinced, Jack pulled at her hips until he was resting on his heels with her on top of his thighs. He brushed her hair over to one side and attached his lips to her neck. Adrianna snaked her arms up behind her to thread her fingers in Jack’s hair and circled her hips, while he palmed her breasts, pulling and pinching her nipples with both hands.

“God, I love fucking you,” he moaned into Adrianna’s ear, his filthy words working to drive her towards another orgasm. “I love feeling you squeeze my cock when you come.”

Adrianna’s moans continued to escape from her throat quietly until Jack moved a hand back to her clit. Then she couldn’t contain her screams as she orgasmed for the second time that morning.

Suddenly, she was positioned so that she lay on her back and Jack hooked one of her legs over his arm before he thrust into her again. He moved, still not as violently as he wanted, in and out of her until realization came upon him.

“Fuck,” he grunted through clenched teeth, “I’m not wearing a condom.” He pulled out of Adrianna just in time, cursing himself for being so fucking stupid, but then Adrianna gripped his cock in her fist, her hand gliding up and down easily. Jack covered her hand with his own and increased the pace and pressure until he came, white bursts of his semen covering her stomach and hips.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he swore, dropping down beside Adrianna on the bed, panting into the pillow. “I’m so fucking sorry.”