Swallow

“Get on your knees.”

Jessica dropped beside the bed, smooth and sure. Her legs folded beneath her, hands resting on his thighs for a moment as she looked up at him. His cock was rock hard, glistening with her wetness.

She didn’t wait for him to ask. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft and leaned in, her tongue dragging slowly up the underside of him.

He groaned. “Fuck.”

She licked around the tip once, then took him into her mouth, like she'd seen in porn. Just the head, teasing him with soft suction, her tongue circling, eyes up on him the whole time, that's what they liked. Her hands gripped his thighs to keep her pace steady. Her lips slid down further, inch by inch, until her nose brushed his skin.

He groaned deep in his throat and tangled a hand in her hair.

“Fuck. Just like that,” he muttered.

She pulled back slowly, then went down again. Built a rhythm. She wasn’t trying to rush him. She wanted him to feel every inch of it.

His breathing picked up. She could feel his thighs tensing under her palms.

“Deeper.”

She obeyed. Pressed forward until he hit the back of her throat, swallowed around him once, twice.

He groaned again.

“Shit, yeah, fuck, you’re...!”

His grip tightened in her hair. His hips flexed once.

“Take it.”

She did.

When he came, he came hard, spurt after hot spurt hitting the back of her throat. She swallowed instantly, greedily, not letting a drop escape. Her eyes stayed open, locked on his, her tongue still flicking gently even as he finished.

By the time he pulled back, she’d cleaned him completely.

He stared at her, dazed.

“You’re a fucking freak,” he breathed.

She licked her lips, wiped nothing, and rose to her feet like nothing had happened.

He didn’t ask.

He just grabbed her by the hips and threw her back onto the bed.

He climbed on top of her, cock already twitching back to life, and rubbed it against her soaked slit.

Still hard. As if she'd breathed life into him, not sucked it out. Well, maybe both.

He slid back into her with one deep, smooth thrust that made her gasp. The blowjob had left him swollen, sensitive, and he used it, every stroke heavy, deliberate, his cock dragging through her soft pussy while he gritted in overwhelmed pleasure. Then he seemed to overcome it.

He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head.

Fucked her like she was the blonde he left her for the day before. The one he didn't get.

Her breasts bounced under his chest, not perfect like the blonde's, but soft and full. His lips found her shoulder. His breath was hot against her ear.

“You like being used like a slut, don’t you?”

She didn’t answer.

He pulled back and slammed into her harder.

“Say it.”

“I like being used. As a... as a slut!”

Her orgasm started as a twitch. Then a pulse. Then a full-body clench that caught her by surprise. Her pussy tightened around him. Her thighs squeezed his waist.

She came with a sharp gasp and a low moan, back arching beneath him.

And seconds later, he came again, deep inside her, groaning into her neck.

He collapsed beside her, breathing hard.

She turned her head to the nightstand. Her phone buzzed. She picked it up when he went to have a shower.

A notification from the app.

[Achievement Unlocked: Fabled Finisher]

+2 Intelligence

Points Earned: +10

She lay there for a moment. Cum inside her, sweat cooling on her skin, nipples still tight from stimulation.

Then she sat up.

Got dressed without a word.

Didn’t say goodbye.

She didn’t need to.

The app had already given her what she came for.