Epilogue
Jade pressed her palms to the window sill and leaned forward; she gasped as her pussy clenched around Harry's bold fingers, her breath steaming. His living room window was open as they peered down below to the car park and to where Jenson was currently loading a moving van.
Harry had eased her panties to the side and was now happily moving two fingers in and out of her wet, awaiting pussy. Jade's body tensed as she watched Jenson struggle with a heavy box into the back of the van. Jade looked over her shoulder; her eyes met Harry's.
"You like that, don't you, watching your old life pass while I finger-bang you into your new one?" Harry murmured, his voice thick with amusement.
Jade nodded, her eyes turning back to the scene below, her pussy gripping Harry's fingers tighter. "I like it a lot." She leaned against the window, her breath coming in short gasps as Harry worked his fingers in and out of her, making her squirm with pleasure.
Harry's other hand gripped his cock through his open robe.
He curled his fingers inside her; Jade gasped, her eyes widening as she felt the sudden, intense pleasure. Her body reacted instinctively to the sensation.
Jade's breath came in short gasps as Harry's fingers moved in and out of her, curling and stroking against her most sensitive spot. As her body trembled with the sensation, Jade managed to look at the window and realised she could see Jenson below and also the reflection of Harry tugging on his rigid toger beside her. She could feel her orgasm building, the pleasure coiling within her at the paradox of her two lovers, one former and one the best ever.
Her hands pressed against the cool glass of the window, her fingers splayed, her knuckles whitening as she pushed against it. She bit her lip, Harry's fingers working her closer and closer to the edge. Her body trembled, her muscles tensing, her breath fogging up the glass more as she watched Jenson below.
"Harry," she moaned, her voice thick with desire. "I'm close. I'm so close."
Her body convulsed, her hands slipping over the moisture on the glass from her helpless panting. Her eyes rolled back, her forehead falling against the window as her orgasm overtook her. She cried out, her body shaking with the force of her release, her pussy clenching around Harry's fingers.
Harry continued to work his fingers inside her, drawing out her pleasure; he coaxed out her orgasm, her legs trembling.
As he pulled his fingers, they glided with intent over her sensitive clit, sending a recoiling shockwave of pleasure over her body. Jade's eyes widened as she felt the sudden, intense stimulation, her breath hitching in her throat. "Harry," she moaned, his name escaping her lips in equal plea and praise, as she bucked away from his touch.
She looked at him, her eyes hazy with lust and satisfaction. Harry withdrew his fingers from her pussy, coated in her juices. He offered them to her, his eyes dark with desire. Jade hesitated for a moment, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.
"Taste yourself, go on," Harry commanded, his voice low and husky.
Jade's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, her eyes darting to his glistening fingers and then back to his face. She licked her lips, her body still trembling, and then leaned forward, her eyes locked onto his. She took his fingers into her mouth, her tongue swirling around them, tasting her own sweetness.
Harry groaned, his cock jumping in his hand as he watched her suck on his fingers.
"Fuck, you look so damn sexy like that," he rasped, his voice thick with desire. Jade moaned around his fingers, her eyes locked onto his, her tongue swirling around them as she sucked and licked, tasting her own sweetness. She could feel her pussy yearning, her body aching for more as she watched him still stroke his cock, his eyes never leaving hers.
"I want your cock in my mouth," she whispered, her voice thick with desire.
She dropped to her knees, her eyes locked onto Harry's. He stood before her, his cock jutting out from his open robe, his hand still gripping it tightly.
She took his hand from his cock and into her own grip, guiding his length towards her eager lips. Her eyes never left his as she took him in, her mouth hot and wet around his shaft. She could feel him throb in her mouth, could feel him pulsing with life. But she was also aware, her senses blurred with arousal, of Harry waving out the window, his eyes scanning the car park below, but she refused to let her curiosity distract her. She focused on the task at hand, on the cock in her mouth, on the way Harry's breath hitched, on the way his free hand, the one that had done the fingering, gripped her long, vibrant hair tighter as she worked him.
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"I did it, Honey," Jade said as she came through Harry's front door.
He looked up at her from his sofa, a small smile playing on his lips. "Did what?"
Jade nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I told them I'm moving on to better things," she said, her voice filled with a sense of triumph. She bit her lip, her hands going to the hem of her skirt.
Harry raised an eyebrow, his eyes following her movements. "Told who?" he said as he folded his newspaper.
"It's done, baby. I quit my job today." Jade said as she tugged and wriggled the pencil skirt up her thighs.
His eyes watching her struggle with the tight skirt in the backdrop to the closed doorway.
"I told them to stick their job up their ass," Jade boasted.
