Deep Desires Pt 07 Jake And Bryn

Bryn was silent in the car as she gazed out the passenger side window. She seemed at ease, albeit a little withdrawn. Bryn had not spoken again about what had happened with Reid, kept assuring him she was ok. Jake's primary concern was her and he was staying calm because of that but he could not shake his own memories of what he had witnessed. He watched the road, focusing on the mundane act of driving to his house, comforted that she would be in his space away from Reid and where she might get some more distance from what had been done to her that night. He hoped he masked it well but inside Jake seethed. The rage was surging and churning, kept at bay but if he didn't find an outlet soon he would boil over and that could not happen in front of Bryn. He reached for his smokes in the glove box, pulled out a cigarette and lit it. The windows were already down letting in the breeze and after a couple of long drags the nicotine coursed through his system and took some of his tension away.

Her texts that night had been a relief. Finally, she had been honest with him and he couldn't get in the car fast enough to see her. He had known her ex was a problem, guessed that he had been bothering her, but could never imagine it was this bad. Attacking her at uni? What had the fucker done to her to make her so scared and quick to end things between them? He had pulled up along the curb and seen her yellow door slightly ajar which he'd thought was odd at that time of night. The rain was coming down hard then and it wasn't until he had reached her doorstep and poked his head inside that he heard them from her bedroom. A low male voice grunting and swearing and Bryn's soft cries, begging the man to stop. He'd hesitated only until he was sure he heard her sobbing and saying no and then he ran for the bedroom. He could not get the image of what he'd found out of his head. Bryn, his girl, face down on the bed eyes tightly shut, face red, contorted with pain and crying, a scrap of green clothing bunched up her back, thighs spread wide and Reid standing between them. The upturned curve of her ass revealed she had been smacked hard and for a while judging by the look of her angry welted red skin. Reid was gripping her tightly by the hips as he violently fucked her from behind, his head thrown back, his own eyes closed and a look of total ecstasy on his face. The entire scene was more than enough to drive Jake to want to kill him but the way that sick bastard could draw so much pleasure from a crying woman repeatedly pleading for him to stop sent Jake off the edge and into a blackout rage and he honestly had few memories of the fight with Reid. He recalled ripping him off of her and the satisfying feeling of his fists pummelling him over and over but beyond that nothing much had registered until Bryn's voice and touch had snapped him out of it.

Jake shook his head and took another deep drag from his cigarette. He shouldn't be reliving that night now. Later, when Bryn wasn't next to him and he was hitting his punching bag. That's when he'd pick through it all. He turned into his street and slowed to pull up and into the carport at the front of his house then turned the ignition off.

"You live so close to the beach, this house is really yours?" Looking at her face he could see she was surprised. He couldn't blame her, it was not a common thing for someone in their 20s, or even 30s, to own a house in this area. He shrugged his shoulders. "I'll get your bags," was all he said and then hopped out of the car to open his boot. By the time he had her bags she had gotten out of the car too and was looking at his place, he followed her gaze and appraised it himself through her eyes. It was a white single story townhouse with the carport at the front on the left side, front gate and brick path leading from the street running alongside it on the right, with three steps that brought you to a raised verandah and the front door. A bay window coming from his bedroom graced the front of the house to the left of the door and there was casual seating before it. The front door was solid wood and painted black with a brass knocker. Talk trees lined the street which was pretty quiet despite the main street and beach being only two blocks away. Street parking was horrendous on the weekends and through the holidays with people from all over Sydney going to the beach so he'd looked for a place with a car space.

"You ready?" He asked when she looked back at him.

"This looks really nice, Jake." Her smile was soft and he just looked at her for a moment, enjoying the light in her eyes. He never knew what to say to that when he had people over. He hadn't grown up with much at all but he had earned a good amount of money as a fighter, and now with his business which he worked hard at. He was entirely self made but still self conscious about what he'd managed to accrue for himself. Though grateful for all he had he was uncomfortable with compliments.

"Come on, let's go inside."

He opened the door and stepped into the hallway that ran the length of the house but turned into the first room on the left. Jake dropped her bags at the foot a king sized bed made up with dark green and grey linen sheets. He turned to walk back out to the hallway but Bryn was blocking the door looking around the room, taking it in.

"This is your bedroom?" She asked.

"Yeah, you can unpack later. Would you like something to drink? We can order food if you're hungry."

"It's lovely." Was all she said.

"Come, the kitchen is towards the back."

Back in the hallway he gestured to the second and third door after the bedroom, "that's the study. Bathroom." He strode past without opening the doors and walked to the end of the hallway that opened up to the main area of the house. It was an open floor plan that had the kitchen on the left with an island and stools tucked beneath it, a round dining table with four chairs and the a large L shaped lounge facing towards the back which had glass sliding doors running the length of the wall leading to a courtyard with a bbq and outdoor dining table. Beyond that was a grassy area with magnolia trees covering the back fence. A small shed was tucked in the corner of the backyard with two of his surf boards leaning against one side and a punching bag hanging from a steel bracket bolted into the front next to the door. Not a large house but a nice one he knew. Comfortable and with a lot of natural light streaming in from the glass doors but also from the frosted skylight overhead in the kitchen.

Jake left her to wander around and get comfortable and went into the kitchen to get them both some water. He watched her carefully, looking for any signs that she was hurt or uncomfortable. He didn't know how someone was supposed to act after being attacked like she had been but she seemed okay so far. She had told him Reid had done those things to her before, forced her like that, while they were together. Jake tensed at the thought and rolled his neck, flexing his shoulders and releasing them. He couldn't imagine what Bryn had been through at the hands of her ex. He watched her move slowly through his place as he took a sip from his glass. Her brown hair, the colour of melted milk chocolate, was out and fell down her back in loose natural waves. She wore a tight fitting high neck T-shirt the colour of graphite and relaxed fit jeans that hung off her hips. The material of her T-shirt clung to her figure accentuating her trim waistline, flat stomach, and the swell of her breasts. There was no bra line to be seen and he knew from the way her breasts bounced as she walked that she'd gone without one. It was obviously for her own comfort but Jake found it to be very distracting and not for the first time that day, imagined cupping those firm full globes in his hands and kneading them. He was incredibly attracted to her. The shape of her body, her gorgeous brown eyes and full lips, her entire appearance turned him on, but it was also just...her. He liked her smell, the sound of her voice, her mannerisms, and being around her was enjoyable. She turned from the glass doors and walked towards him in the kitchen. She took the glass of water from the island and thanked him. Lifting it to her lips she drank deeply, watching him through her lashes.

"Thanks for inviting me over. It's nice to see you in your own space. How long do you want me to stay?"

Jake hadn't thought that far ahead. She'd packed enough for a few nights but he hadn't mentioned a time frame.

"I thought maybe the week but whatever you're comfortable with is fine. I just figured a break from your place might be good for you. What would you prefer?"

"Well, I have work tomorrow night and uni from Monday but a week sounds nice. I can come and go, right?"

"Of course, I'll give you a key. You can invite your friends over too if that's what you need." Jake watched her think about that. She bit her plump lower lip and sucked on it deliciously as she considered the offer.

"Yeah, I think I'd really like that." Her eyes moved back to his face and her hand reached for his chest, brushing her fingertips down to his stomach. The touch was light but it made him shiver. He grabbed her hip and pulled her towards him gently. When her front was flush with his she looked up at him and her breath slowed. Oh, so gently, Jake lowered his mouth towards hers and grazed her lips with a kiss. Her eyes fluttered closed and she returned it just as lightly. Reluctantly, he pulled back, he shouldn't pressure her. It wasn't like he was gentle.

"If you'd like to have them over tonight you can. I've got some work to do, I'll head to the office for a bit and give you some space." He tucked her hair behind her ear, marvelling at its silky texture.

"Really?" Bryn giggled. "You trust a bunch of girls in your house all by ourselves?"

"I trust you." He answered simply.

Her face sobered at that, visibly surprised that he'd be so generous. His chest twinged at her low expectations and his mood darkened again thinking about how she had been treated in the past.

"I'll text them and ask." She replied, still gazing all at him. She slid her hand around to his lower back and reached up with the other to hold his neck, pulling him down to kiss him more firmly this time. Her lips parted and Jake mirrored her, accepting her tongue's caresses and returning with his own. She moaned and pressed herself into him further. The energy shifted and Jake felt himself responding to her body, his hands reached around to her ass and squeezed and lifted her, placing her on the kitchen island. She spread her legs and hooked her heels behind his thighs, pulling him against her, never breaking the kiss. He could feel the heat between her legs and his dick hardened. She moaned again, deepening the kiss, becoming more passionate, her hand tightening on his back. Jake broke away and moved to her neck, kissing and licking the soft skin beneath her ear.

"Jake, I want you." Her voice was low and breathy. He pulled back and looked at her, still hesitant. She seemed to read his reticence on his face because she composed her features and looked at him seriously.

"I won't break, Jake. I want to be with you. I want you to touch me. I want you to fuck me. I don't want you to hold back." With that, she let go of him and grabbed the hem of her T-shirt, pulling it up and over her head, freeing her breasts and leaving her naked from the waist up. She flung her top onto the floor and looked at him intensely, seeming to challenge him to make the next move. His eyes were drawn to her breasts, the full globes pushed out towards him peaked in hard pink nipples. He was already moving his mouth towards them as he said, "if ever you want to stop, we stop. Just say so." Then his mouth was filled with her breast and he sucked hard on her nipple. Her hands fisted in his hair as she moaned. Jake let go of his reservations, giving in to his own desire with her permission. His dick was rock hard in his jeans and ached, he wanted her badly and if she needed him to give her release and fuck her until she came then he was more than willing to oblige. Releasing her breast from his mouth, Jake yanked on the waistline of her jeans, unbuttoned them and swiftly lowered her fly. He pulled them down and threw them onto the floor with her top then gazed at her legs, his eyes raking up their toned length. She spread them wide invitingly for him and he looked right at her pussy, still covered by her nude underwear.

"Take them off." Even to him his voice sounded different. Deeper and more commanding now that he was aroused. He watched her hook her thumbs in the waist band and shift her hips to shimmy her undies out from under her and then down her legs. Once off she sat back on the countertop, bracing her weight on her hands and spreading her legs once more. Bryn was now completely naked in his kitchen while Jake was still fully clothed and having her laid out before him, presenting herself like that, made his dick jump.

"Show it to me." His eyes were glued to her pussy while he waited for her to obey. Her body moved as she lay back on the island and then she lifted her feet to its edge and spread her knees wide, exposing herself to him completely. The lips of her pussy flared slightly to reveal her pink opening. She was spread out and ready and Jake moved closer, finally placing his hands on her inner thighs and touching her again. Her skin pebbled with goose bumps and she was breathing through her mouth, eyes closed in anticipation. Jake's hands ran the length of her thighs, caressing the skin and trailing his fingers back towards her hot centre until Bryn whimpered and lifted her hips up towards him, impatient. He pressed his lips to her inner thigh and licked down towards her pussy. "Shhh, I got you." He kissed and nipped the tendon in her groin and then slowly dragged his tongue all the way to the base of her pussy, up through her wet folds, over her opening and to her clitoris. He closed his mouth over the nub and sucked gently, flicking it with his tongue, before returning it to the base and dragging it over her again. Again and again he lapped at her pussy with the flat of his tongue, relishing in her taste and the little sounds she made in response. When she began to flex her hips he pushed his tongue deep into her hole and tasted her fully, sucking and slurping her juices. His lips moved over her cunt like a sloppy kiss then he delved in deep and moving around and out again and again.

"Ughh Jake. Fuck." He had her moaning now-just as he liked her. He moved up to suck and lick her clit again, relishing the sounds he was eliciting from her. Then he pushed two fingers between the lips of her pussy and sawed in and out of the wet centre. Moving slowly at first then faster, pushing inside and withdrawing over and over again while his mouth stimulated her clit. Her moans became gasps as her pussy got wetter, her hole squelching and clenching around his fingers. He maintained his pace, working her until she dripped fluid down her crack to her asshole.

Jake tasted her juices, curling his tongue around his own fingers and between her folds. His other hand moved up between her breasts the grip her neck and he held her there firmly as he kept working her pussy. When she was moaning in time with his fingers, her butt cheeks clenching and hips gyrating, he squeezed her throat, feeling the muscles and tendons buckle beneath his firm grasp. With a sharp intake of breath she stilled, the walls of her pussy clamped down on his fingers then fluttered as she released a long deep moan and came. Wetness flooded his hand and his own groan vibrated around her clit. He wanted to taste her cum but he maintained his position and pace, not wanting to disrupt her orgasm until she was finished. When she came down and her body relaxed around him, he loosened his grip on her throat, then removed his fingers and lowered his mouth to taste her, slowly licking her from bottom to top. He straightened from between her legs to stand over her. Bryn's languid body was sprawled on his kitchen island, her eyes were closed and she was gasping and moaning softly in the afterglow of her orgasm. Watching her, Jake unbuckled his belt and began to remove his jeans. The clinking of his belt made her open her eyes to look at him and they darkened with her desire but her body didn't move. His dick sprung free from his briefs as he removed those as well and then he grabbed her behind her knees, pulling her to the edge. He gripped his rock hard length in his fist and guided himself to her soaking wet pussy and sunk his entire length into her in one deep thrust. A rough groan rumbled in his chest, almost a growl, with how good she felt. Hot, wet and loose from her orgasm. The walls of her pussy gripped his cock, sucking it in deeper and relishing in being filled. He thrust in and out of her immediately, his own arousal peaked and keen for his own release. With both his hands holding her beneath her ass, fingers digging into her flesh, he fucked her.

The force of his thrusts jostled her body on the counter making her large tits jiggle. Bryn moaned, her mouth open as she took his full length again and again. Her noises grew louder and more desperate, mingled with whimpers and grunts. Jake watched her face, her brow furrowed and her tongue licking her own lips and then biting them. His balls tightened as he neared his own climax but he staved it off, wanting to finish her again before he came. His pace never slowed, his powerful thrusts making smacking sounds as their flesh connected. Her wet cunt gurgled and squelched each time his dick speared her centre and Jake groaned as he stared at where they were joined, again almost being sent over the edge before he averted his eyes and held off. Bryn writhed and moaned on the counter top, becoming lost in her pleasure. She growled and pushed her hips into him. God, she was beautiful. So sexy and passionate. He couldn't imagine ever getting enough of this. He felt her pussy contract and her moans became cries of pleasure and he knew she was close. He inched a hand between the cleft of her cheeks and brushed a finger over her asshole already slick with sweat and her juices and she cried out and gasped.

"Yes! Yes, Jake. Please!" Her voice was cry, so lost in her arousal and desire to cum again. Jake pushed a finger past her tight ring which softened immediately, allowing him to sink in all the way. He finger fucked her ass in time with his thrusts into her pussy and she cried out in pleasure before cresting the wave she'd been riding and finally her orgasm crashed down on her. Her pussy milked his cock as it spasmed and he finally let go and came, coating her insides with his hot cum and filling her so completely he felt it ooze out the sides and drip down over his balls. With his release his head lolled forward, forehead resting on her stomach just beneath her breasts and together they panted, wet with sweat, basking in the afterglow of a great fuck.

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Jake got into his car and lit a cigarette before starting the engine. It was almost 10 at night by the time he left the office. That should be enough time for Bryn and her friends to have dinner and hang out. He was sure she had downloaded them on what had happened by now and he hoped she'd gotten the support from them she needed. He found he was eager to get home since there was someone there waiting for him. After their encounter in the kitchen they'd gone for a walk along the beach and taken a swim, kissing in the surf and playing. Bryn had confirmed that Lola and Amelia were going to get to his place around 6:30 and after the beach they'd had a shower together and then he'd gone straight to work to let her get ready for them. He'd received a couple of short texts from her saying they'd arrived and brought wine. Then the most recent text was a little more interesting due in most part, he was sure, to the wine she'd consumed.