“Oh, fuck,” she moaned as I surprised her with my fast movement to her precious center.
She had expected me to move slowly like we had been up until that point. But what Roxanne didn’t know was that I wasn’t the slow-moving kind of guy. When I decided I wanted something, I went after it. And after I had decided I had the ability to resist Roxanne, I decided that I didn’t want to resist her another second. I wanted to feel her body and mine together.
As my mouth brought her pleasure, I tried not to think about Chase and Nate, who were in the room right next door. Did I really care what they thought about me sleeping with Roxanne? No! I didn’t give a damn.
Both Nate and Chase had spent years making bad decisions with women and I had sat back and let them. I never interfered in their lives and I expected they would just stay out of mine. I didn’t think Roxanne was a bad decision, so they should just trust me and let me have her. Because that’s what I was going to do…have her.
When Roxanne moaned loader, I loved it. Her vocalization of the pleasure she was receiving was what drove me to work harder. The louder she got, the more I knew she was enjoying what I was doing to her body.
Her hands gripped the sheets as she took in a deep breath and I felt her legs tighten as she prepared to orgasm. The polite thing to do would have been to continue lapping my tongue against her and let her have the orgasm she desired. But I wasn’t a polite guy. Instead, I slid two fingers inside of her and sat up on my knees as I moved them. With a curling movement, I watched her body as it thrust against my hand.
Roxanne didn’t look at me. Her eyes were closed as she wiggled in pleasure against my hand. Harder and harder, I moved my fingers inside of her and I saw her body thrust in an effort to explode.
Then, she reached for my head and pulled my mouth toward her. We kissed as I fucked her with my fingers, each stroke giving her a breathless moan. It was delightful to see how out of control she was and that it was all caused by me.
“Fuck me, Jackson,” she moaned between kisses. “I need your cock inside of me. Please, fuck me.”
Her breathless request was hard for me to resist. I wanted to be inside of her, but I loved having control over her moans like I did at that moment. Watching her body was delightful and I could have done that all day long. Each stroke of my fingers bringing her closer and closer to explosion, it was a powerful display to watch.
Roxanne didn’t wait for me to decide, though. Instead, she grabbed my hair and pressed my head toward her clit. It was a demand to suck on it, lick it, make her explode with the perfect orgasm. I was happy to oblige as my mouth pulled her clit in and she screamed out.
“Holy fucking hell! Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as I continued.
My fingers moved slower and I curled them more as my tongue and mouth worked together to give her the highest pleasure a woman’s body could have. She had penetration with oral sex all at the same time. It was impossible for her to resist the release that her body had building up.
There was a knock on her door.
I didn’t stop, though. I didn’t care who was there. I wanted to hear the release of the orgasm that I had so expertly built up for her.
I sucked harder on her clit. I moved my fingers deeper until I felt her thighs tighten around me.
“Jackson, we need to talk,” I heard Chase say.
“Jackson isn’t in here, it’s just me,” Roxanne said breathlessly without any prompting from me.
I continued to work on her body as a smile crossed my face. Chase had told me to keep things professional with Roxanne and it was probably pissing him off that I was in her room giving her an orgasm. But it was funny as hell to think of him standing outside Roxanne’s door and trying to talk to her while she was getting ready to cum.
“Roxanne, I know you’re not alone. I can hear you two,” Chase said accusingly.
“Oh, I’m just giving myself an orgasm. Did you want to come in?” she joked as she breathlessly answered him.
“Yes, I do,” Nate’s voice added.
I tried to lift my head up, but Roxanne held tightly onto my hair and kept my mouth firmly planted on her wetness. She wasn’t willing to give up her orgasm for my brothers who stood at the door.
“Continue,” she demanded.
“Oh, yes…fuck…yes,” she moaned loader, purposely letting Chase and Nate hear her.
I had to laugh a little at her boldness. Roxanne didn’t care at all if they heard her screaming with orgasm. She didn’t care if Chase thought we should be together or not, and Roxanne certainly didn’t care if we said we were going to keep things professional. I liked that about her; I liked that she saw something she wanted and went after it. I wished I could do that more often.
I slid a third finger inside of her and watched her body as it tightened up almost immediately. But I didn’t stop to let the orgasm rumble. Instead, I thrust harder and sucked her clit all at the same time.
“Yes…oh….yes…” she moaned.
“For God sake, just let me in the room,” I heard Nate say outside the door.
I wasn’t sure if Chase was still there or not, but it was clear that Nate wasn’t going to leave. He wanted to hear the ending of Roxanne’s beautiful explosion.