Chapter 28 JAYDEN FUCK ME
JAYDEN FUCK ME
JAYDEN BLACK (ML) — 27YRS
DIANE PARIS (FL) — 20YRS
DIANE~~
I walked into the kitchen, wishing to get distracted from the lull in the front of the restaurant. Luckily, Jaden is already back here washing dishes, so I have someone to talk to.
“How is your day going?” I say, smiling at him. I've known him for a few years and we've gotten even closer lately. When we are not hanging out at work, we are often talking on the phone or hanging out around the town. Luckily, business is slow today so we get time to hang out.
He looked at me, taking his attention off the dishes while still washing them. “Great, Diane. You?” He lifted a dish from the sink, setting it on the drying rack above his head.
He hit it against another dish, knocking it down, creating a domino effect with the other dishes. One fell off, hitting him in the hip, causing him to jerk back. I ran forward, raising my arms up to the shelf in a desperate attempt to keep him from getting hit again, and also keeping anything from breaking.
As I held up the fallen dishes, another fell, and I felt Jayden come up behind me, catching it just before it hit me. He set it back, making sure it won't fall again. “Are you okay?” He asked, his voice out of breath above me.
“Yeah, I'm okay.” I said, finally relaxed a bit. At that moment, I felt everything. I felt my back along his chest. I felt his arms just inches from my face. And I felt his dick, hardened against my ass, the two lines up with me being on my tippy toes.
I brought my hand to myself, confident we've stopped any further ruckus on the dish rack. He brought his hand down slowly, slightly shifting his hips against me, unconsciously in search of some contact.
When his hands were down, I turned to face him, the tight space causing me to rub against him. He groaned in surprise, his hands coming up to grip the lip of the sink now behind me. My eyes trailed down his body, resting to his erection now nestled against my stomach.
My eyes looked back up to his face, searching there for any answers of any kind. I've thought about us being more, but I never suspected he wanted the same. His eyes told me he does want more though. A lot more.
I stepped back up onto my toes, raising my lips to reach out for his own. His head seems to be fighting a battle, and from the side I see his arm flex. “I'm not sure this is a good idea, Diane.” He said, moving his hips back so they are not touching me anymore.
“And why isn't this a good idea?” I asked him, pushing my hips forward without even thinking about it. I don't know what I'm doing but I sure as hell no I'm not stopping.
He looked down between us at the image of my hips pushing forward slightly, begging for his body. His eyes snapped up to mine, full of so many feelings that I can't decipher. I licked my lips, anticipating something. Anything. His eyes track that moment, and in a moment it's like his control had snapped.
He grabbed me roughly, showing me up the sink as he kissed me hard, practically fucking me with his mouth. I groaned, rubbing myself mindlessly against him, begging for more.
He seemed to gain some semblance of control over himself and he pulled away slightly, looking me in the eye as he gripped my jaw.
“Because once I start, I'll never stop.” He looked at me, his eyes filled to the brim with desire.
He hooked up my leg around his waist, leaning forward so he can angle himself better for me to rub up against. His hand moved from my jaw to my hair and he gripped, roughly moving my head to the side. I moaned as start attacking my neck, sinking his teeth to my collarbone.
“Fuck, Jayden. Please.. please.” I begged, not even knowing what I'm begging for. I want in. I want him to fuck me. I want him to love me.
“Please what, sweetheart? Come on, use your words.” He said, still kissing my neck as he does.
“Touch me,” I begged, grabbing onto his own hair to urge him to keep his head there. “Please, I can't take it.”
I groaned when he brought his hands to my hips, grinding me even harder against him. His dick is hard beneath me, and even through our clothes, I could feel the heat of it. I shamelessly brought myself against him, searching for any angle that will satiate my needs.
He stopped kissing my throat and dropped to his knees, grabbing my shorts and panties before pulling them down, setting them on the counter next to the sink. The cool air of the kitchen felt foreign against me, my own body hot and aching. I watched him take his own clothes off, setting them next to mine. He is splendidly naked, and I let my eyes roam his body.
He seemed to be doing the same to my own and he came back to me, pulling my shirt off over my head. When he pulled off my bra, the cold air brushed against my nipples, the tio getting even tighter and achier.
I reached out to him, trying to pull him back tight up against me. “I'll only touch you if you beg me.” He said, his voice low and deep as he spoke the words.
“Please, I need you so bad, Jay..” I said, practically shaking with the need for him to just touch me. “Please, Jayden, I'll do anything for you.”
He's on me in an instance, raising my hip up to align with his tip as he pressed his mouth to mine. He pressed his hips forward, slowly sinking his cock into me. We both let out a groan, our bodies fucking electric. I shifted my hips, needing him deeper.
He slammed into me, causing me to moan even louder. He brought his hand back up to my hair, gripping it as he drove into me. His other hand came to my hip, allowing him to enter me harder. The mixture of the two left me panting, begging. I need him all over me. I need him to crush me. I need to come.
He kept his relentless pace, driving into me so hard I had to place my hands on the edge of the sink so I wouldn't move. I fucked him back just as hard, chasing my own release.
“I want you to come for me, love.” He said, his voice tight. He brought his hand from his hair down to my clit, rubbing just as aggressively as he's fucking me. “I want you to fucking come.”
My body is wound tight at his manipulation, so close. Tingles shoot up from my toes, and I cried out, the sensation taking over my body.
I came hard, my body shaking from the effort. I heard Jayden next to me, groaning. “So fucking perfect. Such a perfect fuckin pussy.” He drove into me harder, using me in search of his own release.
A few more pumps, I felt him pulse inside of me. He groaned as he pulled out, dropping to his knees to watch what he left behind to trail out of my cunt. He brought his mouth to it, licking it. “Fuck, you can make anything taste good.” He looked u
p at me, grinning. I grinned back, happy and finally satiated.