Jake Needs More

I feel him throbbing, angry and insistent and hard against my skin. His cock pulses as he shifts just a bit and presses himself forward, so as to make it so there is no doubt what he is trying here.

It grinds against my hip, throbbing. His cock pulsing as he clearly tries to draw my attention to it. With each little micro thrust of his hips he's pushing himself against me and he's drawing his whole body against mine all at the same time, the full hardness of his muscular form contrasting against the slight and light and loose body I'm in.

I bite my bottom lip and I turn away from him, arching my face away and breathing out slowly. Jake wants me, that much is clear, and the problem is that I'm still vibrating from the climax he gave me and so I am more than inclined to just give in to him right here, dignity and preferences be damned.

And it doesn't help that Rachel is moaning lightly next to me. It doesn't help that I can hear Blake grunting with each thrust of his hips as he fills her with his throbbing cock and they are having so much fun, so why shouldn't I?

"Oh Emily," Jake moans into my neck as he kisses me, as his hand comes up and cups my breast and squeezes, "You feel so goddamn good."

So does he and I think he knows it and so I bite even harder into my lip and try to forget it. I try to summon up the strength to push the man away and pull back, pulling on my clothes and denying him and in the forefront of my mind a protest is screaming out at how difficult this all is for me. And another, far more rational, voice is telling me that I shouldn't have to do this.

"I want you," he nuzzles in, his breath tickling my neck as his hand releases my breast to slide up to my neck and caress, gently trying to turn me to face him, "I can't help myself."

But he promised. In a time measured in minutes he promised. Just a short while ago he told me that he wouldn't do this, that he wouldn't push. He promised we didn't have to. He promised that he understood.

I want to fuck him. I need to feel him inside of me and the climax that had just rocked through my body was making it all the harder to deny him. The thought of getting filled by him, of maybe getting another climax out of this night and this man, was making my whole body twitch with excitement.

But he promised that we wouldn't, that I wouldn't have to. And I am in no position to make any kind of rational or difficult choices right here and now. I am fighting a losing battle with every moment that I spend rushing through this and I don't... I shouldn't have to...

I shouldn't have to do this.

My jaw locks and I tense but he touches me and I melt and I turn to him, noting that if nothing else our bodies fit together so well. My soft curves slotting into his hard bends and his warmth feeling so good next to mine and it is so easy to turn to him in full, to slide around so his cock slips from my hip to my thigh and then in, pressing down between them.

He is halfway up my thighs and he is throbbing, caught between my legs. Instinctively I close my legs and clamp them around his thickness and he grunts appreciatively against me, his lips searching for mine and finding them as his hips thrust forward, trying to drive his cock up to the place where my thighs meet.

My sex quivers at the thought of it but my legs tighten even more instinctively to keep him at bay. He doesn't get the message, still thrusting once and then twice and then again as he effectively fucks my thighs instead of my pussy and I reach for him, running my hands up and over his shoulders and digging my nails in, holding on for dear life as he thrusts away every last bit of reservation I have left.

I can feel him moving by increments. I can feel him breaking down my resolve. I can feel him getting closer to what he wants, to what he's wanted all along.

And it feels like it's going to happen now, right here and right now. It feels like he's a few more thrusts away from pressing against my sex and pushing his way inside.

It feels like he's going to take me, to claim me. To reduce me to just another animal rutting in the dirt.

But it wasn't meant to be this way.

And he promised.

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