Chapter 120: Feel Good R18+

Jade was actually in control. He could do nothing but lie there and take it, every nerve ending in his body focused on the point where they were joined. Her rhythm was unhurried, luxurious almost, each slow grind of her hips sending waves of pleasure cresting through him.

He wanted it faster. Harder. Deeper.

But she was setting the pace, and she was enjoying the power.

Her thighs flexed beneath him, the muscles shifting as she rode him slow. A sound escaped him, low and guttural, and Jade’s answering laugh was breathy.

"Touch me," she said.

His hands were already on her. They slid up from her hips, palms skimming her waist, ribs, until they reached her breasts. She was still facing away, but when he cupped them, she let out a low moan. He kneaded the soft flesh, thumb and forefinger finding her nipples. They were hard, pebbled nubs. He rolled them between his fingers, gently at first, then with more pressure.

"Yes." Her voice lifted, threaded with pleasure.

She began to move faster. Rising and falling with more urgency, her ass slapping against his thighs with a wet, rhythmic sound that filled the quiet room. Xavier watched the ripple travel through her flesh with every impact, hypnotized.

The angle was different like this. She was seated deeper somehow, the curve of her spine tilting her hips so that he hit a spot that made her moan with each downstroke. Her pace quickened, a steady bounce now, and he felt her inner walls begin to clench around him.

"You feel good," she said. A statement, almost surprised. "Really good."

"So do you." His voice was strained.

She was so wet. So warm. The sensation of her gliding up and down his length was overwhelming. He wanted to watch her come undone, wanted to see the way her body betrayed her control. He leaned up, shifting his weight, and pulled her back against his chest. She let him, arching into him like a cat, and his arms wrapped around her, one hand sliding down her front to find her clit.

Jade gasped, her body jolting in his arms. He rubbed her in tight, quick circles, and she began to ride him harder, bouncing now with abandon.

"God," she panted. "Right there. Don’t stop."

He didn’t. He kept the pressure on her clit steady, feeling the tension building in her muscles, the way she began to quiver around him. Her head fell back against his shoulder, eyes squeezed shut, lips parted.

"Come for me," he said. Not a question. A command.

Her body obeyed. She cried out, a sharp, broken sound, and her orgasm crashed over her. Her inner muscles milked him in a series of violent pulses, clamping down so tight he saw stars. She writhed in his arms, try to ride out the waves, but he held her in place, his cock buried to the hilt.

"Fuck," she whimpered, shuddering. "Fuck, Xavier."

He gritted his teeth. The feeling of her coming around him, the way she was clenching and releasing, over and over, was pushing him dangerously close. His hips began to thrust up into her, short, desperate strokes. He was so close.

Jade felt the change in him. Her hand reached back, fingers tangling in his hair and pulling his head down so she could kiss him, open-mouthed and filthy.

"Come inside me," she whispered against his lips. "I want to feel it."

That did it. Xavier’s hips snapped upward, a final, deep thrust, and he came with a groan that was torn from his chest."arghhh" he moaned with a low voice. Hot pulses of release flooded her, his cock twitching and jerking inside her as the pleasure blinded him. ’What could actually go wrong’ he thought.

Jade rode him through it, slowing her movements until he was spent.

For a moment, they stayed like that. Mated together, sticky and breathless. Then she lifted herself off him, the cool air hitting his sensitive skin, and turned to face him. Her cheeks were flushed, her hair disheveled, and triumph danced in her brown eyes.

"Not bad," she said.

"Not bad?" He laughed, breathless. "That was incredible."

A smile played on her lips. She crawled up his body, straddling his chest, her warm thighs bracketing his ribs. She leaned down, her lips brushing his ear, and her voice dropped to a conspiratorial whisper.

"You were actually good." She said in a slow low voice.

Xavier looked at her from where he was.

Actually good, he thought. High praise from someone who approached a stranger in a gym with the confidence of someone who had done this before and knew their success rate.

He said nothing. Just looked at her.

She held his gaze for a moment then rolled off him and lay beside him with the particular settled energy of someone who had gotten exactly what they came for and was comfortable in that knowledge.

The room was quiet. The city outside doing its Thursday afternoon thing, completely unaware of what had just happened in a hostel room two blocks from Riverside University.

Xavier looked at the ceiling.

3PM to now, he thought. Thursday running exactly as planned.

He checked the time on his phone without moving.

4:47PM.

Selene’s restaurant at some point this evening, he thought. Enough time.

Jade shifted beside him. The particular shift of someone who had been quiet long enough and had something to say.

He waited.

"Xavier," she said.

"Jade."

She was quiet for another moment. He could feel her deciding something.

"Can I ask you something," she said.

"Ask," he said.

She propped herself up on one elbow and looked at him with the brown eyes that were doing more work than her expression was admitting to. Different from the gym version. Different from the corridor version. Something more unguarded in the post afternoon quiet of a Thursday.

"Uhmm," she started. Then stopped. Then started again. "There’s something I want to ask you about."

Xavier looked at her.

Here it is, he thought. The actual thing she came here with underneath everything else.

"Go ahead," he said.