Page 23 of Crucified By the Dark
She took a moment to stare and not worry about any potential consequences. Jeremy had a great jaw, and with the stubble, she could almost pretend he wasn’t as young as he was. His stamina, on the other hand, was a dead giveaway. That was the best sex she’d ever had. Mind-blowing didn’t come close to the euphoric sensations he caused. Even now, all the stress she carried around on her back felt lighter and not so overwhelming.
He groaned slightly and shifted his hips, making her wince despite her pussy growing wet from only his presence. His effect on her was nothing new, but that didn’t mean she should acknowledge it.
He was in one of his deep, restful dreams. It was annoying how he could pass out anywhere in ten seconds and sleep as soundly as a dead. Jeremy didn’t seem to be waking up, but his hips pumped up and down slightly. She could feel the huge cock thickening as it grew hard, and even though they should get up, the gentle rocking was rubbing his hard body on her clit in just the right way. It felt fucking fantastic.
Jeremy mumbled something incoherent and licked his lips. It was fascinating, and felt delightfully dirty to let him dream about fucking while his cock slowly worked its way deeper into her body. She honestly didn’t think she could take any more for a couple of days when they’d finally collapsed. Yet, she had to clamp her lips together to keep from moaning as the miniature thrusts became quicker. Reaching down, she cupped his heavy balls in her hand and loved how they felt as they relaxed and then flexed up with his movements. Jeremy let out a deep, guttural groan, his body twitching as she messaged them.
Jeremy sucked his lip into his mouth, and his chest rumbled under her ear. The sound made Morry shiver, igniting a spark burning into a fire throughout her body. He made the same sound again as his hands twitched, then flexed on her ass before kneading the soft skin. He groaned and pushed down, forcing her to take him deeper. The extra pressure was just enough that her clit, already being teased, was now pressed firmly into his hard ab muscles. It was driving her wild.
She bit her finger hard to keep the moan silent as Jeremy continued to groan, his movements not as fluid in sleep, but fuck, he felt fantastic. She had no idea how he was still asleep, but then again, she’d seen him sleep through other things that made her shake her head. He would’ve done well overseas.
“Oh, Morry,” Jeremy mumbled, and her stupid heart swelled to twice the size.
The fact that he was dreaming about what they’d just done sent a thrill of excitement through her body while her stomach flipped a million times. His pace quickened, and the hands gripping her ass tightened until she knew she would have his handprints there later. His body suddenly jerked, and she knew he was about to come. His muscles flexed at the same time his cock did, and with a couple of hard thrusts, he unloaded inside of her. The feel of him comeing as he groaned loudly had her cresting that intoxicating peak once more. Morry closed her eyes and bit her lip to keep from making a noise. Jeremy pressed up hard into her while his hands pushed her ass down as he continued to unload.
His body slumped, and she had a feeling that if she didn’t wake him, he would continue to fuck her until they died of dehydration or the world ended, whichever came first. Running her hand up his chest, she admired the tattoo there, her finger tracing the words,Last Chancebefore she cupped his cheek. As soon as her thumb ran over his lips, he sucked into his mouth.
“Mmm, I want to fuck you again before we have to get up,” he said, his voice husky as those blue eyes slowly opened.
. “I have news for you. You already did.” She laughed and then groaned as her pussy clamped down on him and reminded her that she was sore
Putting an arm behind his head, he opened his eyes fully, and his brow furrowed in confusion.
“Let’s just say you like to fuck while you’re asleep as much as you do awake.”
One eyebrow shot up. “I did? I thought I was dreaming.” His cheeks grew red, and it was adorable to see him blush.
“Yes, but at least you didn’t call out anyone else’s name,” she teased and pushed herself up, but Jeremy reached out and gripped her chin in his hand, his eyes holding none of the humor she’d intended.
“I think of no one else, ever.”
Morry swallowed the dryness in her throat as she stared into those intense eyes. Unsure how to take that comment, she didn’t say anything but forced herself to stare back.
“I know you don’t believe me. I don’t know why you don’t, but it’s the truth,” Jeremy said and let go of her chin.
“We better get up. I seriously need a shower.” She held up her finger to stop him before he could say it. “No, I don’t mean a come shower,” she said, and the hard lines on his face softened as he laughed.
“I was thinking that too. Fuck, that would be a sight. You on your knees, coated in my come. Yeah, I’m so doing that.” Jeremy smirked, his eyes glazing over, and she knew he was picturing doing exactly what he described.
Okay, she needed to get up before he talked her into playing out the fantasy. Not that it wasn’t appealing, but she had shit that needed to get done, and none of it would happen with her locked away in here. Pushing herself up, she sucked in a sharp breath as his cock slipped from her body.
“Fuck, I’m going to be walking like a bow-legged cowboy for the day,” she said, and Jeremy laughed harder, his eyes shining with amusement. Making her way over to her bag with her clothes, she grabbed the straps and then pointed at Jeremy, who looked like he was about to get up. “You stay here. I’m going to go shower first. You can shower after me.”
“But I want to join.” His hand went to the cock, which never wanted to rest, and began stroking it.
“I can’t believe I’m going to say this, but I can’t take any more right now. If you fucking say that to anyone, I’ll deny it. Fuck.” Her legs were stiff as she walked toward the bathroom.
“Do you mind if I rub another one out,” Jeremy called out as she reached the door and turned to close it.
“Knock yourself out. I want to watch another time, though,” Morry said teasingly and closed the door.
“Oh, don’t say that. Fuck,” Jeremy groaned, and her pussy clenched with the sound.
Morry looked down. “Don’t even think about it. We are not fucking him again, maybe not ever, let alone right now,” she said to her pussy, which didn’t seem to care that she ached in every part of her body and in spots she didn’t know could ache.
The hot water was a blessing, and the soap was a miracle worker. When she emerged from the shower, she fixed her messy hair so it didn’t look like she’d been electrocuted. She was about to pull on her clean thong when she remembered Jeremy’s warning. She stared at the small piece of fabric like this was a debate about world peace. Put them on or not? If she put them on, then what would he do if they did have sex again? Would he rip them off, maybe punish her? The thought had many potentially hot ideas running around in her mind. Although, if she left them off and found out he was with one of the sweetbutts, she would feel stupid for ever thinking there was more between them than one hot night.
“The decision to put on underwear or not shouldn’t be this fucking difficult.” Pinching the bridge of her nose, she gave in to the temptation and put them back in her bag.
