First

“Let’s see what I’m working with,” she said excitedly as she worked at the front of my pants. I said nothing watching as her hands undid my belt and button before sliding the zipper down. I helped her by lifting up from the bed so she could slide my pants and underwear down. Tossing the pants aside, she knelt between my legs. Her eyes locked on my cock, staring for several seconds before looking up at me. “You weren’t kidding. All that and you aren’t even a little hard.”

“Sorry.”

She shook her head. “It’s fine! I have a few things I can do,” she said with a grin. Before I could ask what she meant, her hand guided my soft cock to her mouth. She glanced my way before focusing on her work. The moment her tongue ran along the tip of my cock a jolt ran through my body. At the same time, she used her fingers to run along the shaft, applying light pressure. Between the hot breath, the wet tongue, and the movements of her fingers, things evolved rapidly. I watched, eyes wide as my cock swelled to life. She reacted in real-time as it grew. Her hand wrapped around the shaft as her tongue was replaced by her soft lips. My breathing increased. I didn’t feel the emotional impact of this, but my body certainly was letting me know it enjoyed it.

My hands clenched the bedding as I took heavy breaths. Chloe gently sucked at the tip, her hand tightening as it applied friction up and down my cock. Her mouth separated with a quiet pop. Her noise and face radiated pride as she gave me a cocky grin, her hand continuing its work even as she made eye contact with me.

“See? Nothing to worry about.” I was silent, my gaze moving from her to my erection and back to her.

“Impressive.”

“Not as impressive as this,” she said before kissing the tip of my cock. Her eyes flicked back up to mine. “I was going to return the favor, but after seeing this glorious thing, I kinda just want to stick it in…”

“Whatever you want.”

She gently chewed on her lip, her focus on my cock as her hand continued its slow motions up and down. “I can’t wait,” she said, hopping to her feet. Pushing me back onto the bed, she crawled over me with a hunger in her eyes. Her noise was full of desire and anticipation.

“Condoms are in the top drawer,” I said, pointing to the nightstand. She hesitated, my words derailing her train of thought.

“R-right. Probably a good idea,” she said with a humorless laugh. I saw a pain in her noise as she crawled over to the nightstand. “Got a bit too excited…”

“Is something wrong?”

“Of course not,” she said, hurriedly digging the box open to retrieve her prize.

“You know I can see your emotions, right?”

Condom in hand, she paused to look down at me. “I know we should use one, but at the same time…” I waited for her to continue, her gaze moving to my chest as she ran a hand over it. “I make my clients wear them now—most,” she added with a trace of bitterness. “If you don’t want to I’m on the pill—”

“We should use one.”

“Of course,” she said with a smile. She tried to hide her disappointment by fiddling with the wrapper, but it was impossible to hide the feelings of rejection and disappointment in her noise.

“Why do you feel like I’m rejecting you?”

She blinked in surprise. “Right. Your Gift. Keep forgetting…” she mumbled. “It’s nothing.”

“Chloe.”

She sighed. “God, I hate how you can do that. Fine. It’s because I want this to be different than when I’m with the other guys. I thought if we didn’t use condoms and they did, it would be different.”

“It is different.” She tilted her head and I **** a smile, only it wasn’t as hard to form as it normally was. Interesting. “You’re with me.”

“I—” Stopping mid-thought, she mused on it for a moment before smiling. “You’re right. Sorry. I think I’m just nervous. Done this so many times yet—”

Reaching out, I brushed her hand with mine. Her eyes met mine and nodded. Nerves settled, she had the condom on quickly once she had it out of the wrapper.

“Okay,” she whispered, talking more to herself than me. Curious, I watched as she lifted herself over me. Taking hold of my erection, she guided it towards her entrance. I watched as she lowered herself atop me. I was torn between watching her expression shift and the way her noise changed. In the end, I resisted the urge to watch her noise. I gave my complete attention to the woman as we shared this moment.

She exhaled, not stopping until I was completely inside her. My eyes ran over her face, taking in the sight of her reacting to our union. “Give me a moment,” she breathed. “Been a while since I had a dick this—” Her face reddened.

Reaching up, I ran my hands along her sides. “Take your time.”

Closing her eyes, she took deep breaths as she began to rotate her hips. A small circle at first because beginning a slight rock back and forth.

It was quite enjoyable.

“You’re glowing.” She opened her eyes, giving me a confused look. “Your noise.”

She gave me a shy smile. “I wish I could see it.”

“I do too.”

Leaning forward, we kissed. At the same time, she began to grind herself against me. The sensations were incredible. The heat of her body against mine as it rubbed against me. Her spicy scent. Soft lips pressed against mine. I tried to focus my attention on those aspects of Chloe, but there was something that was drowning all that out.

Being inside Chloe was incredible. The pleasure that radiated through me was intoxicating. Every little movement she made brought a new wave to build on the ones before. I could see how Alexis was addicted to this. If the woman felt anywhere near as good as I did right now…

Pulling away, she used her hands to brace herself against me as she began to move her hips up and down. Her heavy breaths turned to whines. The whines to moans. It didn’t take long for the intensity to increase as she rode me in earnest.

“Fuck,” she gasped, panting for breath between her moans. “Oh my god. This dick is so fucking big. I love it.”

Crying out, she released the last bit of control she was keeping. Below us, the bed rocked from the **** of her. I learned then that the bed was too close to the wall, inadvertently giving the Parker sister’s a taste of their own medicine—if they were even home.

As wonderful as this felt, I resisted the urge to lose myself in the pleasure. My focus remained on Chloe. She seemed off in her own world, enjoying the steadily increasing euphoria from her Gift. This swirl of passion. The pleasure and the lust. This wasn’t the romantic lovemaking I’d read in those romance books. Chloe was fucking me, my body just a means to reach her climax.

Emotions or no, I didn’t want this. Not tonight.

She fought me as I tried to slow her. Her noise even had anger in it as I disrupted her flow. I refused to allow her to be lost any longer. Using my larger body, I grabbed her and wrestled her onto her back. Even in this state, she tried bucking her hips against mine. There was an animistic growl to her voice as she grunted and groaned at being denied her pleasure.

“Jake,” she whined. “Fuck me, Jake. Fuck me.”

“Chloe,” I said, holding her down. “Chloe look at me. Deep breaths. That’s it. Breathe in. Breathe out.” I watched as she regained control from her Gift. Her eyes focused and her body stilled.

“Jake?” Her voice was free of the desperation and her eyes were clear.

I gave her a short kiss. “Stay with me.”

There was a twinge of sadness before it was drowned out in the swirl of other emotions. “That’s not how it works,” she whispered. She closed her eyes, taking a sharp breath as I moved against her.

“Look at me,” I whispered. She groaned as I thrust myself against her. It took two thrusts for her to finally open them. “Focus on my face.”

She whimpered as I continued my slow pace. Her Gift would flare before she hurriedly fought against it. I timed each thrust so that she had time to get a hold of her euphoria before I sent another burst through her.

“Jake,” she panted, eyes wide. “How—”

“Shh,” I said softly. “Keep your focus on me. I’ll worry about your Gift.”

It was slow going. My body was as eager as she was, but my mind kept a firm hand on the controls. Her eyes never left mine, our mutual pleasure a secondary experience to our shared moment. Every so often, my firm thrust would cause her to say my name. Other times, it was a moan; a soft whimper of pleasure. Beyond her Gift, I saw the enjoyment in her noise. A fulfillment that I’d never seen before. I’d seen her noise a few times with other men and it was nothing like this.

Seeing it made my body warm in a way I couldn’t describe. Her noise, her body, everything about her and this moment was perfect. She was getting better at suppressing her Gift. The faster she fought it off, the faster I went. My body was a raging inferno as I felt something building inside me. I turned my focus inward and nearly froze in place.

Chloe wasn’t suppressing her Gift. She was pushing it into me.

My mental fortress was completely submerged. The concern I felt was strong enough to be recognized through my mental fortress. I had no idea what was going to happen once she reached climax.

“Close,” she gasped. I felt her hands against my ass, trying to pull me deeper as her legs pressed tightly against me. “This is amazing, Jake. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. So close.” Her voice was growing higher as she thrust her hips against me. It was like she was trying to get me as deep as I could go. The whole time, her gaze never left mine. I could feel her body start to quiver. “Cumming. Jake! I’m cumming!”

Her head went back into the bed, her body shaking against me as she let out a soft cry. I felt her fingers dig into my back as her body clenched around mine. On the edge already, her actions sent me over as well. I couldn’t stop the loud groan as the pleasure rocked my body so hard, it caused my head to spin.

My orgasm ended before hers as I remained perfectly still, panting as my head spun. I felt amazing, but also dangerously unbalanced. My body was full of nitroglycerin. A single spark and it would go up. But letting it sit there like this wasn’t immediately dangerous, only moderately uncomfortable.

And extremely exhausting. My body felt heavy and it was taxing to remain hovering over her.

Below me, Chloe was coming down from her own blissful experience. Her smile was huge, beautiful eyes holding mine. “Jake… that was… word’s can’t…” Her smile faltered as she looked up at me.

“What?”

“Are you… smiling?”

“Apparently so.”

“You don’t have to fake it,” she whispered. I felt her hands against my chest as she caressed me.

I tried to let my face relax, but I couldn’t. Something was preventing me. “I’m not.” I chuckled. It sounded odd. It wasn’t the monotone version I was used to. “For some reason, I feel really happy right now.”

“Really?” Her eyes began to tear up.

“Really. Chloe… you have no idea—”