Friends With Way Too Many Benefits (30 page)

"Not at all." Bringing a finger to her lips, she shook her head.

"Good, because I—"

"Actually, you're in the complete opposite of trouble."

He narrowed his eyes. "What does that even mean?"

Moving to him, she tilted her head up and kissed him on the lips. "I don’t know what it is, but when your mother calls I get so horny that I feel like going down on you."

"I know, I love when my mother calls." He smiled.

"This is different."

"Really... how so?"

She shrugged. "Suddenly I feel like doing... everything."

He swallowed hard. "Everything?"

"Come here." She turned on her heels then reached back and took his hand leading him into the great room. "Sit here," she said, indicating the large chair Natalie left just one minute earlier.

He plopped down in the chair and watched mesmerized as Jillian removed every bit of her clothing. "Wow, I wish Natalie would come over more often."

"Probably not." Jillian frowned.

"No, probably not."

Squeezing her breasts together, she closed her eyes for a moment. "I wrote a scene like this in the new book I'm working on."

"I also love when you write." He nodded quickly. "What do you want me do to?"

"Just sit there." Running her hand slowly down her stomach to between her legs, she slipped a finger inside and moaned. "I seem to be a little wet."

Stepping up to him, she extended her finger to his lips and he took it in his mouth, closing his eyes and sighing. "Wow... Really?"

She nodded. "I know how much you like to taste me."

"I do. I really do."

"You want to go upstairs or—"

"Don't move. I need to run through this scenario to see if it really works."

"It's working for me already." He smiled. "I'm all yours."

"Good."

Moving behind the chair, she leaned over him placing her full breast on top of his head and rubbing his shoulders seductively.

As his eyes slammed shut, he tilted his head back searching for a nipple and once he found one, he captured it between his lips. She moaned and her hands moved to his chest then down to his stomach as she pulled the shirt up to expose his abdomen.

He reached back, running his hands all over her as he slid down lower in the chair.

Climbing over him, she placed her knees on the top of the chair as she kissed his belly button with her hands sliding all over the growing bulge in his shorts. His hands went to her ass and he squeezed her cheeks as she moved lower still, spreading her legs and presenting her womanhood directly in front of his waiting mouth.

Gasping, he leaned forward, sliding his tongue inside her and lapping greedily at her sweet juice. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly, pulling desperately at the button on his shorts.

He slid his tongue deeper into her and she clamped her thighs together tightly around his head. He moved his hands under her and wedged them between her legs to pry them apart. Once free, he took a quick breath then took to licking her from top to bottom in slow languid strokes.

"Oh, God..." she moaned then with a determined look, took hold of both sides of his shorts and separated them, ripping the zipper down in the process. His black boxer brief covered erection bulged out and she used both hands to free him.

She gasped, looking at his manhood before taking him fully inside her mouth and sucking hard.

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Jillian lifted up, letting his cock slip from her mouth and watched as a drop of precum flowed out of the tip. Lapping it up hungrily with her tongue, she purred. He gripped the cheeks of her ass hard and extended his tongue inside her, pressing his nose against her as he strained to penetrate her as deeply as possible.

She rested her forearms on his thighs as she struggled to strip his shorts and underwear away to uncover all the areas she wanted to explore. He lifted his hips a bit off the chair and she worked his garments down until his balls were exposed. With his cock long and thickly laying against his belly she pressed her tongue between his balls and licked all around the hairless twins. He groaned in pleasure and coaxing her thighs apart a little more, took to licking her anywhere his tongue could reach.

Moving back slightly, she sucked at the base of his manhood, then ran her tongue back and forth along the shaft half a dozen times before wrapping her hand around it, angling it up and plunging her mouth down over it.

He gasped loudly.

Working up and down, she licked and sucked as her fingers toyed with his balls. He moaned, craning his neck to search out her tiny pink hole letting his tongue dance around it before pressing it slightly into her then out then back once more.

She lifted her head up, letting his slippery cock fall from her lips and with her eyes rolling back in her head, simply held still as he carefully tongued her forbidden spot. "Oh, Brian... Yes..." she whispered, laying her head on his thigh and using her hand to stroke him up and down.

Sliding down, she moved away from him and for a moment his head jerked forward to follow her. But she escaped and carefully crawled to the carpet, then shook her rear end for his pleasure for only a moment before turning back to him and taking hold of his shorts. She pulled them down and off his feet then tossed them behind her.

He eyed her hungrily with his lips parted. Wiping her sweet juice from his chin, he began, "You're so—"

She took him back in her mouth and he didn’t finish that thought. Up and down she worked her lips over him, placing both hands on his chest and squeezing his nipples.

Taking hold of his cock, she lathered it up heavy with saliva and left a huge glob on the tip working it around briefly. She turned then spread her legs placing her knees over the arms of the chair positioning her ass over his slick, hard, thick, throbbing cock.

He watched mesmerized as she reached down between her legs and took hold of his shaft as she positioned him at her tiny entrance. He held still as she let her hips sink a half inch until his erection was pressing into her opening. She let out a loud sigh then bounced up and down slowly letting her hole adjust to his girth of his bulbous head.

He took hold of the base and held it steady as Jillian placed her hands on her thighs and slipped down lower then back up then lower still, taking the entirety of his head inside her tight ass.

"Oh..." she moaned.

He stared at the breathtaking sight of her riding him this way— her hole gripping his slick cock tightly. Bringing one hand to her clit, he stroked her swollen wet button slowly. Her eyes slammed shut and she let her body float down gradually until half his length was buried inside her.

"Oh, Jillian," he moaned. He was so hard at that moment that his cock didn’t need any support, so he pulled his hand away and took a moment to admire the sight of their connection.

He slipped two fingers inside her pussy and she cried out then he returned to her clit and rubbed it harder. She gasped and her body convulsed. She slipped fully down on him, taking every inch inside her and the instant her ass cheeks rested on him she exploded with a huge climax. Her body trembled as wave after wave of intense orgasmic pleasure rushed through her loins. Her fingers gripped her thighs and her head moved slowly from side to side as her body shuddered. For ten more seconds she gyrated over him, gasping and panting.

After a few moments, she said, "Don't move."

With her mouth open wide, she gingerly lifted up and off of him then grabbed her underwear from the floor and shoved it between her thighs. Suddenly weak in the knees she crouched down, steadying herself by holding on to the table as she took a moment to recover. He moved to the edge of the chair gazing down at her breathlessly.

Her eyes closed and she shivered once more before looking up to him. "Did you finish?"

"No, but that's okay."

"No, it's not." She took a deep breath. "I'm not done with you yet." She rubbed her hands over her face. "Just give me a minute." After taking another breath, she dropped her panties onto her shirt then got to her feet. "Come with me."

He followed her up the stairs to the bathroom. He pulled his shirt off and watched as she leaned into the shower stall and turned on the water. When the temperature was right, she grabbed his arm and led him inside, taking the soap into her hand and directing his half-hard penis under the spray of the water.

After washing it once then again, she grabbed a loofa and poured body wash onto it working it around between her fingers. Slipping down to her knees, she directed him away from the shower spray then carefully washed him for the third time scrubbing the loofa all over his parts. He leaned back, dizzied from all her attention.

Returning him under the spray, she rinsed him clean then lifted his penis up, pressing it to his abdomen and licked his balls. He groaned in delight and his erection quickly pumped back up to full size as she tongued him with unbridled enthusiasm.

Pulling her mouth away from him, she gazed up to his face and used both hands to stroke him. His eye lids fluttered closed and he had to catch himself from falling backwards as her unrelenting attention continued. She lowered her gaze back to his manhood and licked her lips as she studied it closely with it throbbing between her fingers.

She stood up and kissed him full on the mouth for a few moments then pulled away and shrugged. "I would put it back in my mouth, but you know my rule about after we do
that
... maybe in a couple days."

He nodded slowly then said breathlessly, "What you’re doing is fine... just fine."

Slipping back down to her knees, she coaxed him away from the shower spray and took his cock in one hand and his balls in the other and jerked him off while pulling down on his swollen testicles as her tongue danced all over them.

He spread his arms out wide and pressed his palms against the cool tile as she continued her attention. Eight seconds later, he exploded a huge stream of cum over her head and against the glass shower door. He cried out loudly as she kept working him with her hand. Lifting up from his balls, she gazed at his swollen, throbbing cock while licking her lips. "Screw it," she mumbled before taking him into her mouth.

He gazed down to her struggling to breathe as she sucked him hard, moving her lips back and forth over him with everything she had. He placed his hand on her wet hair and held her gently as she kept at it. Closing his eyes and thrusting his hips slowly back and forth, he struggled to breathe. His mouth fell open and he trembled as a second orgasm, ripped up through him. She pulled back letting him slip from her mouth and stroked him hard as his second explosion landed on her breasts.

Rising up, she pressed her lips to his stomach and placed tiny kisses on his skin then moved to her feet to kiss him on the lips. He whispered, "I love you."

"I love you, too."

Reaching down, he cupped the cheeks of her rear and nibbled on the skin at her neck.

Natalie hesitantly opened the door to Paul's hotel suite and found him sitting at the desk working on a laptop computer. He smiled. "Hey, where have you been?"

"I actually went to talk to Jillian and Brian." She moved to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"Really, why?"

"I wanted to apologize for some of my past behavior and make sure we were, you know, okay working together and all that."

Rising to his feet, he turned to her and pulled her close. "And how'd that go?"

"I guess better than expected."

"Great, one less thing to worry about." Leaning down, he kissed her softly. She moaned and he ran his hands down her back to her rear end, pressing his growing excitement into her belly.

The kiss grew more heated and he slid his tongue into her mouth, tasted her then looked her in the eye. "God, I missed you."

Placing her hands on his shoulders, she moved back a little. "Me, too."

As he moved his lips toward hers, she shook her head. "Can we just talk first?"

"What?"

"I really need to tell you something."

"Sure. Okay."

"Can we sit down?" Sighing, she stared down at the carpet.

"You're starting to worry me." He chuckled. "Is everything okay?"

"Yes, I mean, no." She shook her head and moved to the sofa. Turning with her back against the arm, she kicked off her shoes and pulled her legs up close to her chest.

He sat down next to her and looked her in the eye.

She began, "You remember how we met in the yoga class."

"Uh-huh."

"Well, I... I sorta followed you there."

He scoffed. "What do you mean?"

"When I found out you were directing this movie, I did some research on you and, um, found out where you lived and followed you to the gym."