AN: I have a chapter for Bring Me to Life coming, but that's probably tomorrow's update. I wanted to give you guys more smut. There can never be too much Careese smut. This has a plot so thin that it's see-through. I'm not sure what my plan was for writing it to be honest other than I was jonesing to write smut, so I blame my dirty mind for this!
Joss loved making love to John. Her eyes caressed his as she was seated on top of him, his cock buried deep inside her, and she didn't move. Not yet. She always enjoyed their joining. And she hadn't seen him in nearly a week. It had been hell not seeing his eyes, kissing his lips, making love to him, and just talking to him. When did her life become so intertwined with his?—it was a question she asked herself time after time with no real answer. Joss decided it was just a steady progression of their relationship. Opposite sides of the law, to reluctant allies, to friends, and now on to lovers; John was everything all rolled into one for her, as she was for him.
"I've missed you," she murmured.
John sighed as he reached between her legs and played with her clit which had her gasping in delight. "I've missed you too, Joss," he agreed as he stroked her with expert care. "Next time, get time off to come with me when I have an unruly number that leads me to Maine," he murmured as he barely restrained himself from lifting his hips to urge her to move. He knew she enjoyed the first moments of them joining, of feeling him inside her rigid, thick, and throbbing in need of her. "We could have gotten a room together at that Bed and Breakfast I passed. We could have made love all night and morning."
Joss moaned as she slowly lifted up and then down as she began to finally move. His fingers still rubbed her sensually. That is until she reached down and grabbed his wrist to remove his hand. They linked their fingers and he smiled up at her as she moved on him perfectly.
"You mean like tonight?" she asked with a breathless laugh as she moved on him, slowly picking up speed, knowing just how John liked it. She let out a soft moan as his cock rubbed every single part of her. John felt like he was made for her.
Joss sped her hips up and then slowed down and John let out a frustrated curse. She grinned as she kept up the game. It was so fun cock-teasing him, because sooner rather than later he was going to have enough, and she was going to enjoy the reward.
"Joss," he groaned in need while she continued the same maddening rhythm. Fast that his orgasm is rushing him, then slow and the orgasm recedes to the background. And then she speeds up again and the tension churns in his belly tighter than before and a fire erupts deep in his loins.
He let go of her hands to clamp a tight and fierce grip on her hips as he lifted her with his considerable strength, flipping her effortlessly. Joss cried out as he began fucking her mercilessly, nearly pulling all the way out of her only to drive back inside her with such force her entire body moved nearly a foot up. The sensations were dizzying to keep up with. His cock was hitting the same pleasure spot again and again, at times sharply drawing a cry from her and at other times; tenderly.
Their eyes met as their cries mixed together, both grinding against each other for that orgasm just out of their reach. She grabbed his butt urging him on, nearly there. John drove in her trying to push them both over the edge and then she was there, the orgasm ripping through and blinding in force. She tipped her head back to call out his name loudly, which he answered as he followed her seconds later, sighing her name as if she was a prayer. After several moments it was finally over and they both fell back onto her bed in sated satisfaction. John rolled onto his back as she did, both breathing heavy, and trying to come down off their highs.
"Before round number two can happen: food. I'm hungry, so you're feeding me!" Joss acknowledged breathlessly.
John side-eyed her after a relaxing moment, trying to add a stern look but failed because he smiled instead. "When did I become your personal chef?"
"When you fuck me so good and leave me famished. You worked up this appetite, you must feed me then," she reasoned.
"And what do you think happens to me?—I'm a guy, you're lucky I'm even awake right now."
She snorted as she reached down and wrapped her hand around his now flaccid cock that twitched in response to her touch. "Lucky you're even awake huh…seems like a part of you is surely awake," she teased as she worked his tip and he grunted in pleasure. He tried to shoo her hand away. "I'm hungry, feed me." she purred.
"If you keep touching me like that, I'll be feeding you something else."
She leaned her head back and her eyes grew smoky. "Promise?"
"You naughty girl!"
"Only for you, John, you're the only man I'd ever dare be like this with," she admitted as she grew suddenly shy. "I trust you."
He sobered at that as he reached up and teased his fingers through her still damp with sweat hair. "I know. I trust you too. I love you, Joss."
"I love you too, John."
He lifted his head up, kissing her gently before pulling back, manually removed her hand from his cock before rolling out of bed. "What do you want to eat?" he asked.
Joss stared at him. "Surprise me."
AN: Thanks for reading XOX!
