Chapter 144: Jewel

Giving Matt a blow job was nothing like she'd ever experienced. His low voice grew hoarse while giving instructions and offering encouragement. She was on her knees with him standing above her. She loved the change in his breathing when her saliva flowed over the silky skin of his hard cock, making an audible squishing sound. She felt absolute power in the knowledge that she could fulfill his fantasy. She increased the tempo and loved how his orders became less focused when he gave into the feelings of her mouth on his cock.
At last, he grabbed the sides of her head, stilling her movement and began thrusting deeper while giving her broken, guttural instructions to relax her throat muscles. Saliva dripped down her chin, and at one point she gagged, but his harsh rhythm never stopped. With a final deep plunge, he cried out in release and a surge of cum slid down her throat, satisfying her yearning hunger to give him this ultimate pleasure.
Opening his eyes, he looked down into hers. She fought the overwhelming urge to tell him she loved him. She'd known him for only four days, after all. He would think her incredibly stupid, and they knew so little about each other. She let her gaze move away or she knew she'd spill the truth of her feelings.
He lay back on the bed, bringing her with him. She cuddled against his firm body, her head under his chin, and his warm breath against her hair.
He sighed, using his sexy voice to tease, "I don't think you need any more lessons."
"It was good, wasn't it?" she teased back. The sound of his deep laughter vibrated across her skin. His voice was by far his best tool of seduction. "Maybe next time you can spank me."
"Ahhh, you shouldn't say that." His cock jerked.
She watched in fascination as it swelled and lengthened. "Um, I didn't mean tonight."
Her denial had no effect on his hardening cock. "What a shame. I promise you'll like it."
"I've never understood why any woman would want a spanking." She ran one finger across his hard, velvety length. "But if it turns you on, I'll be brave... next time."
He shifted so his upper body was slightly above hers, his hands on either side of her head. His voice grew playful again, "Like blow jobs, hearing is essential for a spanking. My palm striking your ass, your gasp of tingling pain, and your sighs while you wait for the next one will change your mind.
"Doubtful."
"Oh, baby, I can promise to make you beg for it." The sexual allure in his voice caused heat to flood her pussy. A new wave of arousal consumed her body, and she fought the need to give in immediately and let him spank her. "Next time," she managed to say.
His nose rubbed the tip of hers. "I won't forget."
Neither would she, and she hastily changed the subject. "When do you leave?"
"Leave?" His eyebrows drew together.
"You said you were going out of town."
His head lowered and his tongue stroked over her lips. "On Thursday."
"When do you get back?" His breath flowed past her lips and she inhaled slowly. He knew every intimate trick to make her respond, and she had trouble concentrating on the conversation.
He spoke between soft nibbles on her lips, "The following Tuesday."
It was a fight to get her next question out, "Where are you staying here in Houston?"
He delayed his answer by using his tongue to separate her lips and breathe the words into her mouth. "At a hotel."
Her mouth yearned for his. "That's no fun."
He smiled against her lips. "It has more room than your apartment." He leaned back slightly and used his right hand to tug her hair so her head tilted back. His lips skimmed along her neck and she sucked in air. Speech became impossible. His body left hers and she heard the sound of a foil packet tearing.
With hands and words, he positioned her body and then entered her pussy from behind. Her breasts filled his hands and his balls slapped against her clit. Low, rough words seduced her mind. "I smell your need, baby. Listen to the sound of my cock sliding in your silky juice. The tight walls of your pussy drive me crazy."
Every nerve ending she possessed sizzled with need. He buried himself fully inside her pussy, and then lifted the upper half of her body so her back rested fully against his chest. Moving up slightly on his knees, his pelvis moved away and his cock slowly slid out, then he rocked his hips and drove in again. His hands left her breasts and traveled between her legs, finding her clit, and circling the moist folds of skin. His breathing accelerated and she tried to hold back whimpers as her body sought release.
"Come for me, baby. I want to hear you."
She couldn't hold back her moans any longer. A surge of indescribable need centered at the thrust of his cock and his knowing fingers. Her sensitized clit throbbed with every calloused touch until waves of release pulsed through her pussy and she screamed.
***
He held her again, running his fingers through her hair.
She was so tired, but didn't want this amazing night to end. "Thank God I'm not working tomorrow-I probably won't be able to walk."
"I'm counting on it." He tugged gently on her hair. "If I can stay the night, I need to make a phone call."
Her mind flashed to the phone call she received from her last boyfriend's wife, and she suddenly tried to extricate herself from his embrace.
His arms tightened. "Hey, stay still and talk to me. I'm asking to stay tonight only."
He'd misinterpreted her response. "You said you were single."
He remained quiet for a moment and she dreaded his reply, but his voice softened into a teasing whisper. "I need to let my roommate know I won't be back tonight. He worries like a woman."
She exhaled with relief. "Really? You have a roommate?"
"Yes, we work together and we've been best friends for years. My cell's in the side pocket of my bag, if you want to grab it for me."
"You just want to watch me walk across the room."
"That too."
She stood from the bed, feeling bereft without his embrace, and walked over and grabbed his phone. When she returned to the bed, he pulled her back beside him and curled his large body around hers.
"Are you ever going to let me turn off the lights?" A sleepy yawn escaped her.
"Eventually." He hit speed dial and waited.
From her proximity she heard a deep male voice answer after several rings. "Now I'm truly jealous." She thought the voice sounded more melancholy than jealous.
Matt laughed. "You should be. I won't be back until sometime tomorrow."
"When do I get to meet her?"
"After we return next week."
"Fine, but I'm kicking you out if you start giving me explicit details."
"I know you want a step-by-step picture book, but it's not going to happen."
"You pig."
Jewel couldn't help it and started laughing.
"Is that her?"
"Yes, and I need to go so I can punish her for laughing."
"Give her a kiss for me."
"Not on your life. She's all mine tonight."
"Bastard." The phone disconnected.
Jewel rolled a little so she could see his face. "He sounds like a really good friend."
"The best."
"I'm sorry for how I reacted."
His hand smoothed over her arm and back. "We don't know each other that well... yet."
"Tell me something about yourself." Her eyes closed and she snuggled closer.
"Just a minute." He rose from the bed and walked around the room shutting off the lights before climbing back into bed and pulling the thin sheet over them.
"Now you turn the lights off?"
"Easier to talk."
She knew he grinned in the dark. "So tell me."
"I play the guitar."
His heartbeat thrummed a steady rhythm against her ear. "I love the guitar, but I've never played one. Are you any good?"
"Reasonably. My parents forced violin lessons on me when I was a child. I took what I knew from that and switched to guitar when I was a teen."
"Violin?" That surprised her.
"I'll play for you sometime. My Jean Sibelius concerto makes the girls cry."
Her fingers ran across his chest until he grabbed her hand and stilled it. She took a frustrating breath. "Do you sing?"
"Occasionally."
Her next words just slipped out. "I love your sexy voice."
He nuzzled her neck and whispered across her skin, "I want to fuck you."
***
She looked around her small apartment and wondered if she could make it to the bathroom without waking him.
"I'm already awake."
She smiled and closed her eyes. "How did you know what I was thinking?"
"It's the morning after and it's what I'm usually thinking." He pulled her tighter against his side.
"Usually?"
He ignored her question. "I'd like to spend the day with you."
She was so in love. "Okay. What do you want to do?"
"How about the aquarium?"
"Seriously?"
"Is that a yes?" He sounded hopeful.
"Yes. I've never been."
"Are you making me muffins for breakfast?"
"It heats up the apartment." She laughed at the disappointment that flashed in his eyes. "I'll make some at the diner and feed you there."
"You'd really go in on your day off just to make me muffins?"
"I need to keep up your strength."
His sexy laugh fluttered across her skin.