Sunken into the plush leather couch in Jack's living room, cradling her coffee, Max scanned the newspaper. It had been years since she'd held a real printed paper. She was a modern woman who subscribed to her news using a phone app. It appeared Jack was old fashioned, and she had found the Globe and Mail on his step when she'd let Gumbo out.
She glanced from the paper as Jack rushed around packing last-minute things, giddy with excitement about this trip. His passion for his profession was charming.
They'd stayed up late talking about everything he hoped to gain from this trip, including his future goals of working in talent identification and development for the special Olympics.
A warmth in her chest suffused her body, causing her lips to curl up as she observed him bustling around.
She put the paper aside and moved across the room, into the kitchen.
"What do you take in your coffee?" She called down the hall.
"Black. But I don't think I have time for it before I go," came his reply.
Grabbing a travel mug and pouring coffee from the pot, she turned with it in her hands as he came in holding his laptop bag, his carry on, and his luggage. No fancy wheeled suitcases for Jack, he was holding beautiful vintage leather duffle-style bags that Max found incredible.
"They were my grandfather's." Jack said, proud that she was admiring them.
"They suit you," Max replied, stepping closer to pass him his coffee. "Here, you can't survive a 16 hour flight without a morning coffee."
He reached for it, his fingers grazing hers. The memory of last night at the sink ran through her veins and she tilted her head up softly, pressing her lips to his.
Everything hushed, the air prickling with electricity like those baited seconds between lightning and thunder. His lips, soft and warm, pressed back into hers. His eyes were open observing her in surprise.
BOOM. The skies broke open. Jack's bags crashed to the floor his hands raced up her back into her hair, tilting her head back. He looked into her eyes and placed his lips on hers, his full lips parting as he sucked sweetly on her upper lip before parting them further, caressing her tongue with his. He kissed her so deeply it made her feel like every other kiss in her life had been only practice for this one real moment.
His tongue and lips were warm and sure. Her hands ran to the sides of his face, her fingers brushing the cropped hair on the back of his neck. She pulled him closer as he slowed the kiss, still deep and firm, and his hands tangled in her hair. His arms were under her shoulders, holding her, keeping her tilted towards him.
His lips finally broke from hers and they stood, catching their breath, tangled in one another. Their foreheads were pressed together. As his breathing regulated, his face exploded in the most brilliant smile she'd ever seen, and she couldn't help but mirror it. He kissed her tenderly on the mouth once more, then her cheek and her forehead before releasing her.
Max stood, awkward and goofy as he beamed at her. She didn't quite know what to do with herself so she stooped to pick up the travel mug Jack had dropped, impressed that not one drop had spilled.
"Wow this thing is tough." She commented, handing it to him and looking into his alluring amber eyes. "You'll be late."
Jack took the mug but continued eyeing her. He reached his hand up and cupped her chin. "When I come home, I'd like take you on a date, then I'd like to revisit this more thoroughly." He tilted his mouth to hers and parted her lips with his tongue, teasing her before pulling back and sucking on her lower lip.
Every nerve in her being ignited, making her knees go weak. When his mouth broke from hers she couldn't speak, bringing her fingers up to touch her lips. Jack turned and grabbed his luggage.
"I'll message you when I get there," he said, grabbing the door knob and heading out. "See you Thursday." With that he was gone
Ten minutes later, Max was still staring at the door, her lips tingling as though they were electrified. If she was being honest that wasn't the only part of her that was tingling. Gumbo barked beside her, startling her from her trance. She reached down and pet his giant skull.
"Hungry, buddy?" Max decided taking a bath would be the best way to get back to normal. She poured Gumbo a bowl of kibble and herself a fresh coffee and headed off down the hall to the full bathroom attached to Jack's room.
Despite her protests, Jack had insisted she stay in his room while he was away instead of the guest bed. He won by telling her it was because he had a Tempur-Pedic mattress which he swore would change her life.
His room was rustic and warm with lots of raw wood, and she felt at home here despite her initial hesitation.
Stripping off her sleep shorts and tank top, she sauntered over to the huge jacuzzi tub and turned the faucets on. She busied herself finding some Epsom salts and juniper eucalyptus whirlpool bubbles and poured them in. There was a large window overlooking the garden that ran floor to ceiling beside the tub, with the forest that surrounded the property providing plenty of privacy.
Max sank below the luxurious bubbles, steeping herself in the water's warmth, letting it penetrate every muscle. She reached for the jets and set them for 20 minutes. Her hot coffee warmed her from the inside out as she sipped it, appreciating her view of the forest beyond the garden. Max's mind drifted, going back to last night when Jack had come up behind her at the sink and held her hands under the warm soapy water while he kissed her neck. Her skin prickled at the memory.
It had been a sensation she had never experienced before. Every touch of his lips on her bare skin had been gentle currents torching through her body. When he'd flicked his tongue across her earlobe, she had not only climaxed, it was as though every nerve ending seemed to climax simultaneously all thrumming as she came softly.
And then this morning's kiss. Heat radiated from between her legs as she replayed the morning's events in her mind. The thump of the jets on her thighs gave her an idea. She was alone here.
Max put down her coffee and turned so that her legs could drape over the edge of the tub, positioning herself over a jet. She tilted her head back, closing her eyes as the sensations took over, the bubbles tickling her breasts. The water sprayed out, keeping a steady pressure on her clit. She pressed her hips up and down creating a wave between her legs. She remembered the way it had felt with Jack's hands on hers as he held them in the soapy water. Max gyrated against the jet, envisioning his lips on her neck. The steady water pressure created a deep, insistent pressure on her sensitive flesh and Max exploded, screaming through her orgasm and continuing to ride the jet until her climax was done. She shifted her legs back over and reclined into the bubbles thinking about what it would be like to be with Jack.
***
Corinna woke to find Geoff's naked body fast asleep between her legs. There was an ache in her core so deep she couldn't describe it. The ache was made simultaneously worse and better when she realized Geoff's cock was pressed against her slit. She could feel a condom on him, they must have passed out right after cumming. His dick was hard, and despite having it inside her most of the night, she wanted him inside her again. She had never experienced this kind of want before and she now understood how sex could motivate people into doing terrible things.
She shifted underneath him, rocking her hips up and down. Applying pressure to her clit made her purr as his dick rubbed up and down her slit. She kept the motion going under his sleeping form, bringing herself close to yet another release; she'd lost count of how many at this point. She needed more contact to get there. She reached down and pressed on his ass, creating a heavier friction between them. She was moaning and grinding against him when he came to and immediately growled, lifting his hips to plunge himself into her wet hole. His eyes were closed as he pressed all the way into her. She was so close, her pussy raw and swollen from being fucked literally all night long. He pulled out and pushed hard back in.
"Fuck you're so hot. I could fuck you all day," he thrust back in, getting into a deep rhythm. Corinna clamped around him, pushing him up and over onto his back. She planted her heels beside his hips and bounced, getting his dick so deep she could almost taste it.
"Ya ya yaaaaaaa" she cried out as she came hard, her knees falling limp, leaving Geoff to thrust up into her from below to find his own release. Thrusting up hard, his aching balls provided one more hot burst of cum. He exhaled hard as he pumped his load, filling yet another condom. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close to his chest while they basked in the afterglow.
Corinna smiled. He could say he wanted nothing serious but why would he want to fuck her this much if he wasn't into her?
