“Okay, let's go.”
We made our way up the stairs without incident, and I leaned against the door as he fumbled with his keys. Kyle wasn't there to let us in; either that, or he was in bed already. He finally got the key into the slot, and turned it. The door pushed in abruptly, and I fell to the floor, laughing. Jet was laughing behind me, and it was at me, not with me. He held out his hand for me to take, and he pulled me up. I headed toward the kitchen while he closed and locked the door. He came up behind me and tickled me. I worried for a minute that all the excitement was going to cause me to upchuck.
“Shhhh! We are being really loud,” I whispered. Jet couldn’t stop laughing, however, and I couldn’t help but laugh along with him. Wow, I was really severely drunk. Man, that game had been stupid. I started walking toward the couch, and he tackled me onto it, and the next thing I knew was that I was flopping on the couch, with Jet on top of me. I was giggling uncontrollably, and I couldn’t help but be aware of the close proximity between Jet and me.
Suddenly the lights came on, and I put my hand over Jet's mouth to quiet him, but it was too late. Confused, we both turned around, and there was his roommate, Kyle, standing before us in his boxers. His eyes were squinting at us in the light. Embarrassed, I tried to sit up, but it was virtually impossible with Jet on top of me.
“Oh, you have got to be kidding me. You two ... really?”
Kyle had the same sort of look on his face that Brenda had at the party, and I thought briefly that I probably wasn't having the best night if I was seeing that look twice in one night. I tried to smile up at him, but it didn't wipe the unimpressed look off his face.
“Oh, hi Kyle. This is not how it …” Jet stumbled, and then stopped.
“Spare me. How about the two of you just get a room, and do it quietly please.” He shook his head at us before spinning around and heading back to his room. Yikes, I was not planning on being there in the morning when he woke up. I could not have been more embarrassed than at that moment.
When he disappeared, I looked back up at Jet, and it looked like he was about to climb off of me. I reached up and wrapped my hand around his neck, and pulled his face toward mine. He looked shocked when I pulled him close and kissed him hard. The next thing I knew, we were making out pretty hot and heavy. Our tongues touched, and a bolt of electricity ran through my body, causing heat all through me. His kisses became softer as he literally tasted my lips, over and over again.
I pulled away from him and whispered, “About that room?”
He smiled and climbed off me, toppling himself onto the floor. He was quick to get up, however, and I giggled as he made his way down the hallway toward his bedroom. He was practically hopping there as he undressed while he made his way down the hall. I followed after him slowly, undressing myself. We went into the bedroom, and closed the door behind us. He turned around, and he was completely, beautifully naked before me. He helped me unzip my dress pants, and they dropped to the floor. I was wearing nothing but a thong at that point, and he took it off just as quickly.
He bent down on the ground before me to my pleasant surprise, and his mouth found my pussy, and he tasted me in the same way he tasted my lips, slowly, painfully slow. I moaned as his tongue found where my lips opened. He sucked on my clit, and had me shaking above him. He stood up and led me to the bed, where I lay down. He stood before me with his beautifully sculpted body and his hard cock ready for me. He was incredibly sexy, and I couldn't understand why I had waited so long to have this moment with him once again.
He climbed onto the bed above me and found my mouth once again. He tasted like me, and I found that enticingly intimate. Our tongues found each other once again, and I moaned as his kisses came harder. He started kissing along my jawline, then down my throat to my neck, where he nipped me. Warmth flooded my entire body, and for a moment, I felt in complete and utter bliss. He made me dizzy with pleasure, and I ached for him to be inside me.
I needed him, in fact, and he seemed to know just where to touch me, and what felt the best. He kissed down my neck, down my chest until he found my breast. He sucked on my nipple, causing my back to arch. Everything he did to me caused an ache in between my legs that I wanted him to extinguish. He went to my other breast, and gave it deserving attention as well. My hand reached down, and I felt his hard cock in my hands and I knew right then that I wanted him more than anything.
“Please, Jet. Please give it to me.”
He met my eyes once again, and kissed me softly. “Are you sure?”
I thought the question a little amusing, since we were both drunk, but I decided to let it go for now and just nodded.
He positioned himself and entered me slowly, causing me to gasp as he filled me up.
“Oh, Jet, that's so good.”
“You feel good, too, Natalie, really good.”
He moved rhythmically inside me, pushing in and out slowly. His pace quickened, and I moaned as he pushed into me over and over again. I felt a buildup inside of me, and I arched my hips into him with every thrust he made. He felt incredible, and I ached for more every time he pulled away.
He bent down to kiss me as he moved slowly inside of me. I accepted his mouth, and kissed him hard, releasing another moan as he pushed deep inside me. I felt the buildup again, and my whole body tensed as an orgasm ripped through me, causing me to shake from head to toe.
“That's it, come for me. You are so fucking sexy.”
The orgasm continued to rock through me, and by the look on Jet's face, he was about to come as well. I cried out as the intense orgasm finally peaked, and left me gasping as he spilled into me. He collapsed on top of me, and my legs wrapped around his. He was strong, and I enjoyed having his body against mine. I could smell the wine on his breath as he nuzzled into my neck, and I hoped that when I awoke in the morning, I would remember that night.
He looked up at me and kissed me once again. “How was it, Natalie?”
“Delicious. So let's go again.”
He chuckled, and kissed me deeply. “Anything you want.”
BROKEN #3
Chapter One
Natalie