AN: Not sure there is a smut warning adquate enough to cover the next two chapters... Still not getting paid. Enjoy... -UB
As Jessie washed in the shower she ran different scenarios and possibilities through her mind. This feeding thing was tricky business, especially when it needed to be done right. It wasn't as simple as saying 'hey let's have an orgy!'… Thanks to her influence, for better or worse, she could wear a man out pretty quickly. The plain fact was that men did not have the same recovery time as women, even Rangemen. What she put Hector through last week was an exception, and something she needed to avoid. It would do no good to have all of Ranger's men so wore out that they were off their game when Destroyer attacked. Jessie stood under the hot water for a few extra minutes. She was thankful for Haywood's large water tanks. She was also thankful that she had gotten her wax job before leaving Miami. When she started to prune, she figured her plan was as air-tight as it was going to get.
Jessie stepped out of the shower and looked at the clock, it was just approaching 2pm. She threw on Ranger's discarded tee-shirt from last night and made her way to the kitchen to find a Pepsi. Ranger was sitting at the bar on his phone, as she neared him, he hung up and smiled at her. She was glad to see that he looked more excited than put-off now. When Jessie told him she needed him to be her partner, she wasn't exaggerating. As she popped the top on her soda she shared her plan with Ranger. "I think the men should be divided into four groups, with you there each time. That way, plenty of guys are still on duty… and I won't wear them all out too quickly." Of course the last part she accentuated with a lecherous grin.
She grabbed the notepad from her grocery list off the bar and made Ranger a list with times and men. When she slid it to him, he raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure you want those three first?". She smiled and nodded her head confidently. "Loba, you have my men coming at 2:30, 4:30, 6:30, and 8:30..." Jessie laughed, "Oh their gonna be coming more often than that..." Ranger's shoulders shook as he held in his chuckle, she was something. Jessie then took the pad back and made a note in between the second and third block. "Somebody from here or here is going to need to make some food for everyone to eat, they'll need to recoup their strength..." Ranger was starting to take the entire endeavor more seriously, seeing Jessie plan for contingencies like fuel and duty shifts reminded him that this wasn't just about sex. "OK Loba, I'll give them their marching orders." His smile would have ruined her panties, if she was wearing any. "Good, I'm gonna lay down for a cat nap. Just bring them in when it's time". And she walked back to the bedroom.
True to his word, Ranger sent a mass text to his men telling them when to come up to 6 and who should make sure there was food ready. It was a surreal thing, texting the Rangemen, his brothers, about a group sex night. He shook his head and looked over at Wyatt who was still asleep on the floor. No help there. He thought her choice to have Hal, Junior, and Woody come to the apartment first was strange. They were likely to be the gentlest of all, shit Hal blushed at the mention of female anatomy. On the other hand, Jessie wasn't at a hundred percent herself yet, maybe that was her reasoning. He had seen her nearly lose control with desire, it almost did him in. On second thought, her plan was brilliant. He DID NOT want to have to call Hal's family and explain why he ended up at St. Francis…
At 2:29 there was a knock on her door. Wyatt was still so tired he didn't even respond. Ranger walked over and let in a smiling Woody, followed by Junior and Hal who looked moderately nervous. Ranger stepped aside and allowed them entrance, shutting the door behind them. Hal had a pink tinge to his cheeks, "Are you sure this is what she wants boss?". Ranger appreciated that Hal cared about Jessie so much already, her comfort being his primary concern. "Yes, she is good with it. I think she's looking forward to it actually." Woody's smile grew, "Where is she?". Ranger told them about her nap, pointing to the bedroom. Before leading the men to their doom, or Jessie, Ranger walked over to Wyatt and squatted down. He placed his hand on his head and stroked him a few times. Wyatt opened one blurry eye. "Vamos a ayudar a mamá, avíseme si hay problemas. Ella estará a salvo con nosotros." (We're going to help mamma, let me know if there's trouble. She will be safe with us.) Either Ranger was hallucinating, or the dog nodded at him before going back to sleep.
Standing and shaking his head, he beckoned the first three victims, or participants, over with a nod. Ranger walked into Jessie's bedroom with the others following a discrete distance behind. Jessie was asleep, though he could tell she wasn't all the way out. Studying her for a moment was enough to take his breath away. She had thrown the covers over her legs and then kicked one out. Laying on her side with one knee drawn up to her chest, her entire right leg was exposed from toe to hip. The men had a nice view of her shapely ass. She was hugging the pillow he had used last night. Ranger approached her, slowly running his finger from her ankle up to her thigh as he called her name. Jessie opened her eyes and smiled, "Is it time Carlos?". God those words had never sounded so sexy.
"Yes Loba, the men are here to help you. To be with you. We are ALL ready." Jessie turned her head a fraction and looked up to see Woody, Hal, and Junior standing at the foot of her bed, transfixed. She was worried Hal was going to stroke out before anything even started. She looked back over at Ranger who had sat himself on the bed beside her, continuing to rub her thigh. "Carlos, I think they need a demonstration. They don't know what to expect… And… I could use a little assistance here. Do you think you can help me?" She damn near purred the last part. Ranger had a smug look on his face, "You know I can Loba.". Jessie addressed the others, "You can undress if you like, make yourselves comfortable. There is no pressure. You don't have to participate in anything you don't want to. But just know, you will be coming more than once." Woody and Junior were already starting to remove their boots, Hal was breathing heavier than normal.
Jessie rolled over delicately, trying to not piss her sore body off anymore than necessary, and sat upright. She had managed to keep most of herself covered in the move. She ran her fingers through her hair and cracked her neck with a wince. She closed her eyes and concentrated, trying to remember where she left her mp3 player. Mentally locating it in the kitchen, she floated it into the bedroom, past Junior, to land on the nightstand. Just exerting that energy seemed to drain her much more than it should have. Hal noticed her further discomfort. "Jessie, until we help you, let us get things for you, OK?". She smiled at him, he was such a sweet man. Seeing her in pain like that helped to calm his nerves. She looked at Ranger and winked as Godhead started to play Penetrate.
Ranger removed his shirt and kicked off his boots, leaving his cargos on for now. He crawled over to her on the bed, a panther ready to devour his prey. When he was near enough to reach her, she held up her arms so he could remove the tee-shirt she had stolen. There was a collective gasp from behind him as the three men laid their eyes on all of her creamy flesh. Ranger pushed her back gently, making sure she was comfortable on her pillows. He laid himself down beside her as they kissed. It was slow, painfully slow. He was setting a tone and she knew it, so did the others. She laced her fingers into his hair and held his head close as he ran his tongue down the side of her neck. When he found her pebbled nipple she took a shuddering breath. Ranger spent long torturous minutes worshiping each breast. The amount of lust in the room was already building to an extreme level.
Ranger trailed open-mouthed kisses down her stomach and abdomen, stopping just at the top of her bare mound. Jessie made to open her legs, but he stopped her with one large hand. Instead, he knelt up and straddled her closed shins, locking them in place. When Ranger leaned forward onto his forearms, his lips were in the perfect position. He opened his mouth and blew warm air over her delicate flesh, Jessie moaned. From Ranger's peripheral vision he could see that Woody and Junior had already stripped completely, Hal was in the process of unbuttoning his pants. That was the affect that Jessie had on people. When he darted his tongue out to lick her lips, she bucked up in response. Ranger settled his mouth over her moist flesh, using his tongue to expertly strike at her clit. With her legs pinned together, the sensation was different, wonderful. By the time the song had started to play for a second time, she was breathing harder, that gorgeous flush on her cheeks and chest was growing. When she started rocking along with his mouth's movement, he knew she was close. Her hands grasped at the sheet for purchase. When her left hand found Woody's, they intertwined their fingers. The added contact was enough to send her flying into the abyss. Jessie's silent scream was accompanied by three masculine groans of pleasure, and Ranger's laugh.
As Ranger sat himself upright he started counting in his head. Twenty-three seconds was exactly how long it took for the first comment from Woody. "Holy shit sweetheart, that was beautiful." Junior was still a little cross-eyed. Hal was looking down at himself, in disbelief as to what had just happened. Ranger told Junior to grab a few towels out of the bathroom. When Jessie opened her mouth to protest, he told her she could work her Mr. Clean magic later, now she needed to save her strength. Junior returned throwing a towel to each of the others who were much messier than when they had entered the room. Woody had yet to let go of her hand. Ranger looked him in the eyes, that silent communication was happening again. "Be careful with her, she's still in pain." Woody nodded solemnly, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. Ranger moved up to kiss her on the forehead, "I'm going to grab some waters Loba, do you want anything?". She shook her head slowly and smiled. Ranger lifted himself effortlessly from the bed and walked out to the kitchen. Jessie looked up at a completely naked Woody.
It was a testament to how skilled Ranger was with his tongue, otherwise only a blind woman would have missed how absolutely amazing Woody was when undressed. His skin was evenly tanned from his chiseled cheeks to his handsome feet. So much of his body was cut with muscle, it was like small hills and valleys were begging to be explored with her fingers and tongue. He was the perfect mix of long and lean, some parts longer than others... Woody gazed at her with a look of pure desire, "Can you roll over Sweetheart?" Jessie cocked an eyebrow but obliged him, settling herself on her stomach with her head facing the bathroom door. He smoothly moved her arms and legs into the perfect position for a massage. The thought of a good rub down was almost enough to make Jessie moan again. When she was settled, and felt the bed dip as he moved over her thighs to kneel, she started new music. Just as Woody placed his strong, warm hands on her shoulders, Evanescence began to sing Bring Me to Life.
Woody spent considerable time on all of her major muscle groups, especially her ass. In her head she was laughing about him being an 'ass-man', but in reality she was a pile of goo from his ministrations. His hands were more than magical. He had a knack for finding sore spots she wasn't even aware she had. Twenty minutes had passed and Jessie was ready for more. When Woody grazed his hands over her rear again, she lifted it slightly, hoping he would get the hit. Woody leaned up onto all fours, making his head level with hers. He kissed her forehead sweetly before running a line of hot kisses to her ear, neck, and shoulder. When he licked the delicate flesh to the side of her shoulder blade, she wiggled. Seeing that she was enjoying herself, he continued to kiss and nibble his way across her back and then down. By the time his warm tongue reached her tailbone she was making small noises of need.
Woody sat up again, opening her legs and re-positioning himself in the process. Her breathing had increased to an almost-pant. He ran his fingers over her cheeks, massaging into the muscle before dipping them toward her center. His thumbs brushed her opening… Fuck she was so wet. As he lifted her hips off the bed slightly, he stroked two long fingers downward to find her clit. She was swollen and ready. He kept stroking her, never getting her quite to the edge, just driving her crazy. Jessie sensed movement and opened her eyes to see that Ranger was now standing in front of the bathroom doorway. He was staring at her while stroking himself through his cargos.
Before she could fully appreciate how hot that was, Woody slid his hard length into her. Her guttural moan reverberated off of the walls. Ranger held eye contact with her as Woody slid in and out slowly. His pace was lazy, with no specific rhythm. Jessie was losing her mind. When she let out a small growl, Ranger chuckled. As Amy Lee started crooning for an 8th time, Woody lifted her hips enough to reach a hand under her. He quickened his thrusts while expertly rubbing her clit. One verse later and she was a goner. Jessie screamed out her release, her voice only a little louder than Woody's. He caught himself before collapsing on top of her, his brain short circuiting. The only thing he knew was that he would NEVER get that song out of his head.
Ranger noticed that Hal was less surprised by this round, but had a white-knuckled grip on the dresser. Junior was already cleaning himself up as he walked the few feet to the bed. As if they had planned it, Junior crawled onto the mattress as Woody pulled himself away. Jessie turned her head in his direction with a smile. He bent his head down to hers, "Can I clean you up gorgeous?". Jessie had no idea his voice could go so low. "You can do anything you want with me Curtis", she huskily whispered back. The sparkle in his eyes was adorable. Junior kissed her quickly and left for the bathroom where she could hear running water. When he returned, he proceeded to lovingly wash her off from head to toe with a soft, hot cloth. The temperature difference between the water and the atmosphere was awaking her skin even more. Satisfied with his work, he instructed her to look back over at Ranger. As she did so, he gingerly rolled her onto her side so her back was to his front.
Junior enjoyed exploring her many curves with his free hand while Breaking Benjamin played So Cold. His adventurous fingers ran over her inked skin, eventually finding the ticklish spot on her hip. The kisses he was placing on her neck and behind her ear were maddening. She could feel him hardening behind her. She was impressed. Jessie had her eyes closed most of the time, the better to enjoy his touches. When she did open them, Ranger was right there for her. As Junior tweaked her nipples and ground himself into her backside, she suddenly wanted him, like yesterday. Her whispered plea for more contact was all the push he needed. He reached his left hand over her hip to find her wet lips. Jessie lifted her leg just enough for Junior to press himself into her. As Junior moved his strong body against hers, his hand played her like a piano. He was murmuring little secrets into her ear. While all of Ranger's men had developed some sort of feeling for Jessie, Junior felt a different kind of connection after she saved his life.
As Junior was shorter for a Rangeman, he was perfectly poised to hit just the right spot each time he entered her. Jessie reached her arm back and scratched her fingers through his short hair. When her nails dug in deeper, he took the hint and sped up his powerful thrusts. Jessie tried to hold her orgasm back as long as she could, not wanting to let go too soon and lose the heaven she was in. Junior licked her ear lobe and pressed harder on her clit as he whispered, "Cum with me Jessie." Her willpower caved in blinding lights. He continued to push in an out, letting her ride the full ebb and flow of her release. Woody cursed quietly from the other end of the room. Hal had not made a noise this time. When he was satisfied that she had finished, he nudged her backward so she was laying face-up. Junior looked into her eyes, communicating many unspoken thoughts and feelings. Jessie heard them all. He kissed her with pure abandon, a more tangible demonstration of his new love for her. When he got off the bed with a crooked smile, he immediately went to get more water. Jessie laid there like a puddle of melted chocolate while he affectionately cleaned her off again, before administering to himself.
When Jessie looked at Ranger, he had a true smile on his face. She gave him the same in return. Her eyes slid over to Hal, who looked like he was teetering on the brink. It was as if his body wanted him to move closer but his mind was unsure. Bless his heart, he had now cum three times in less than ninety minutes, but he was already losing blood to his southern hemisphere. Though he was only semi-erect, he was very large. Jessie cocked her head to the side and gave him a gentle tilt of her lips, hoping to convey that he needn't do anything he wasn't comfortable with. Hal looked at her, almost begging for direction, or permission. "Henry, we can stop now if you want." He had forgotten that she knew his full name. He slowly shook his head. Jessie lifted her hand, holding it out in invitation. Hal's steps were quiet on the wood floor as he neared the side of the bed. He kept looking at her like he thought she would send him away any moment. Jessie wondered who had broken his trust in the past and how quickly she could hide the bodies. With a jolt of inspiration, she started the mp3. Broken by Seether was the ideal song for both Hal and their current situation.
Hal laid himself down on the bed causing as little movement as possible. Jessie kept still, afraid to spook him. It saddened her. Ranger's voice from a few feet away was almost too quiet to hear. "She won't hurt you, she's different." Hal considered the words of his leader, a man he trusted above any other. He looked Jessie in the eye, "But what if I hurt her?" Jessie thought there might be two different conversations happening here, but tried her best to keep up with the concerns he was having. "Henry, I will be fine. You have already helped me, just by being here. You won't hurt me darling." His look became a little more intense, "Are you sure Jessie?" She fought the urge to just jump him, rip the band-aid off so to speak. "I've never been more sure about anything. I would love to be with you." His smile could have lit up the city of Trenton as he moved over her.
Jessie ran her small hands down his incredibly large chest, her eyes wanted to glaze over from simply admiring his spectacular physique and baby-soft skin. When her vision made its way to his fully hard cock, she had to stop herself from showing an outward reaction. For a split second she was worried he wouldn't fit. Holy Hannah, this was going to be something. Jessie peered up at him again, batting her lashes and biting her lip, "Please Henry". An invisible button had been pushed, Hal's natural instincts triggered. The kiss he gave her had fluids pooling between her thighs. As they kissed, learning the feel of each other for the first time, Jessie felt a quick spike in her power level. Hal was full of his own kind of power, she was able to take directly from him in little bits. It was something she had never experienced before. Later on, when Jessie would have the chance to reflect on this, she would discover that his power came from his untarnished humanity.
The power spikes, the feel of his mouth on hers, the scent of his body, it was becoming too much. When she wrapped her legs around his hips and urged him closer he moved without hesitation. Leaning his head down he took a breast into his mouth, rolling his tongue over her sensitive nipple. Her cries for more were well passed the point of begging. Hal lifted his head, looked directly into her soul, and entered her in one enormous thrust. Jessie's eyes widened as he gave her a moment to adjust. The excited look on her face let him know it was OK to move. And move he did. With legs the size of small tree trunks, Hal had more force behind every stroke. He also had the ability to piston in and out of her with greater speed. He held himself above her, scared to apply too much weight to her small frame. It was all Jessie could do to just hold on to his forearms as he sent her higher and higher. She moved one of her legs to lay along his on the bed, giving him access to her throbbing clit every time their bodies made contact. When Jessie started chanting about deities Hal had never even heard of, he knew she was close. That was a good thing, because he was barely holding on... she was so damn tight.
Jessie held both of her arms out toward the sides of the bed and plead, "Ranger, te necesito aquí.". (Ranger, I need you here.) Ranger took hold of her right hand from his side of the bed. Junior and Woody hurried to the other side, understanding what was about to happen. Woody took her other hand while Junior grabbed her wrist. Those fabled stories of white lights or fireworks were a pale comparison to the orgasm that swept through all of them but Ranger. Woody and Junior both collapsed onto their side of the bed, not caring that they were naked and tangled up. Hal would have literally crushed Jessie had Ranger not stuck his arm out to stop the large Rangeman from falling forward. Jessie was still shaking, even after Ranger's push sent Hal backwards and out of her. It took everyone a few minutes to gather their wits, regain the feeling in their limbs. Ranger pulled more clean towels out of the bathroom linen closet and distributed them. He took the time to clean Jessie up himself. Watching her chest rise and fall as she caught her breath, he could tell that her pain had decreased some, but was not totally gone. He was a little disappointed to see that her eyes were not glowing yet. He admonished himself for letting her go that long without feeding her powers and healing her own injuries. No more. From now on, if he could help it, she would ALWAYS have what she needed… including his men.
Ranger could hear the sound of footsteps in the hallway outside Jessie's apartment, signaling the arrival of the next group of Rangemen. Looking down at her content face and over to his men who were slowly donning their cargos, he held in a laugh. When Ranger opened Jessie's bedroom door and walked out to the living room, Zero, Lester, and Zip stood there with stunned expressions. Behind Ranger came a half dressed Junior, a completely disheveled Woody, and a strutting Hal. Who knew Hal had swagger? Hal had closed Jessie into her room, giving her a little privacy while the men spoke. Zip and Zero were trying to remain calm. Lester didn't even bother faking a Zen state, "So? What was it like? What do we need to know?". Woody whistled while Junior said it was "fucking intense". When Hal spoke up, without blushing, every other man took note. "She is an amazing woman, you must give her everything you have. But be careful with her. If anyone hurts her in any way, I will be the last person you ever see." And with that he walked out the door. Junior and Woody fell onto the couch, trying not to bust a gut from the look on Lester and Zip's faces. Zero had a different level of understanding where Jessie was concerned, he was not as shocked by Hal's new bravado.
Ranger looked at his watch, 4:30 exactly. Fuck he had been hard for two hours already and didn't know when HE would get any relief. He gave the newest three 'the look' and muttered, "lucky bastards" under his breath. "Come on men, it's time". Ranger led them to the bedroom door, behind which they would find their heaven and their hell. When they entered, Jessie was not in the bed, which had been straightened up. Ranger heard water running in the bathroom and waited a beat before approaching the door. Lester, Zero, and Zip were standing near the bed, the anticipation they were showing was endearing. Just as Ranger made to knock, Jessie opened the door with a smile. "Sorry, tiny bladder.", she offered as an explanation. Ranger chuckled. The others finally caught sight of her as she stepped further into her bedroom. Clad in nothing more than her light blonde hair, their mouths fell open.
Unlike the first go-round, none of these Rangemen needed to be invited to undress. The speed at which Lester shed himself of all of his weapons and clothes was nothing short of miraculous. Jessie leaned against Ranger, her back to his front, admiring the show. When Zero bent down to pick up the shirt he had dropped, Jessie released a satisfied sigh. Ranger pinched her ass. She was more than impressed at how well he was handling all of this. She knew he cared for her, his ability to set any caveman-like ideas aside and focus on her needs was proof of the depth of his feelings. She just hoped that all this worked out, the men, the power, the upcoming battles…She wasn't worried about winning this war, she was worried about losing Ranger and her new friends.
With Lester, Zero, and Zip before her in all their natural glory, Jessie fought the urge to count eenie meenie minie mo… Ranger, as if reading her mind, started to laugh in earnest. He whispered into her ear, loud enough for the others to hear him, "Who's your first victim Loba?". Zero wasn't phased, he'd seen her in action up close. Lester wagged his brows, but Zip suddenly looked a little hesitant. And... we have a winner. Jessie pretended to be examining them, like livestock at auction. She was really just letting them squirm a minute longer while enjoying the feeling of Ranger's strength behind her. It was all Lester could do to keep his hand from shooting into the air in a 'pick me!' move. Jessie winked at Zero who was noticing the humor in the situation. "I think I'd like Zip first... if that's OK." Lester looked crestfallen, Zero smirked, Zip paled slightly. She was stronger, Ranger could see it in her demeanor. Maybe not 100%, but these men were going to get a more active Jessie than the first three.
She walked over to Zip, taking his hand as the alluring beat of Slept So Long by Jay Gordon began to play from the nightstand. Ranger nodded his head toward the chairs by the window, opposite the bathroom, and the others made themselves comfortable. Ranger took up his post near the bathroom door, ready to be at her side in a millisecond. She led Zip to the bed, showing him how and where she wanted him to sit. He was positioned comfortably up against the headboard, his legs straight out in front. Jessie, still moving a little slower than normal, crawled over to him and straddled his thighs. Zip bit his lip as the heat of their skin made contact. As she examined his handsome face and the tightness of his body, she saw that his fists were clenched at his sides. He was staring at her lips. It dawned on her that Zip was likely the youngest of the Rangemen, maybe 25. Cripes she hoped she didn't break him. His rigid posture was a sure sign of his attempt at self-control. Needing to snap him out of his internal musings she asked, "Zip, what's your real name?". Her voice was soft, seductive. His eyes lifted to hers, "Raul". She shuddered, the sound of his name made his natural accent come alive. As she spoke to him, she gently opened his hands and guided them to her waist. "Raul, relax. Just do whatever feels right." She emphasized her point by sliding up further so her core was pressed against his throbbing length.
She leaned forward and their lips met. There was a spark there, especially for him. As they kissed, exploring with their mouths and hands, Jessie began to move to the music. It took long minutes before the need for air overcame them. Pulling apart with a gasp, Zip kept his hands firmly on her ass. He couldn't have let go at that moment even if Ranger had ordered him to. He lifted his knees, placing his feet flat on the bed behind her. Jessie leaned back, appreciating the chance to rest a little, though she never stopped gyrating. As they stared at each other, a current of electricity traveled around the room. When Zip started signing to the song, in perfect pitch, Jessie threw her head back and moaned loudly. He took that opportunity to run his calloused fingers over her breasts, squeezing her nipples before finding the source of wetness in his lap. When he pinched her clit while singing, her eyes snapped open and she smiled.
Jessie lifted up just enough to impale herself in one smooth motion. In their current position, neither could move that much, but it didn't matter. What they couldn't accomplish through traditional thrusting was achieved through circular motions that damn near did her in. As the song picked up pace for a fourth time, so did Jessie. Zip helped her to move, recognizing she was close. Watching her grind in such a sinful way, seeing her lust, hearing her moan, he was ready to explode. He brought his knees up a little further, changing her angle every-so-slightly. The orgasm caught her by surprise. For being so young, Zip had a thorough understanding of the female body. As she yelled his name he smiled and let his own release happen. Jessie fell forward, her head turning to the side as it landed on his chest. Her eyes locked with Ranger, who looked like he was ready to burst.
Turning her head she saw Zero in the farthest chair, his eyes closed in ecstasy. Lester was shockingly silent, that serious man was back and he was beyond turned-on. Jessie gave Zip a sweet kiss which he returned affectionately. She lifted up and plopped down next to him on the bed, pleased that her pain was even better now. Zip stood on shaky legs as Lester and Zero communicated without speaking. When Zero nodded, Lester stood. Ranger moved like he was heading back for more towels but Jessie stopped him. She was strong enough to clean up now. When she blinked and made all the extra bodily fluids disappear, Lester gave her a feral look. She recognized that look, he was a man who knew what he wanted. He was a man who was going to take what he wanted, and she sure as shit was going to let him.
His legs were steady as he stepped to the bed. His eyes were already fucking her, he was already hard. She blinked again filling the room with the synthesized intro to Sin by Nine Inch Nails. He didn't even seem to notice the music. Lester was on her before she could react, he had her hands in a gentle grip above her head, his lips fused to hers. His free hand moved down her left side to squeeze her ass. It was perfect. This was a change of pace she was ready for. Her legs moved to wrap around his waist but he stopped her, placing them one at a time on his shoulders. Being completely open to him didn't make her feel vulnerable, it was hot as hell. When he let go of her hands, she took the hint and left them where he had placed them.
From his vantage point he could see all of her below, and he wanted every square inch. His look softened briefly when their eyes met. She knew he was asking permission. That turned her on even more. Jessie's pupils dilated, "Lester, Fuck me.". He licked his palm and stroked himself a few times, driving her wild. When he stuck the tip in, she tried to raise up to take more of him. He wouldn't allow it. Jessie gave him a dirty look and he laughed. The fucker laughed. Jessie growled fiercely, which only served to bring the heat back into Lester's aura. He pushed into her, centimeter by centimeter until he was fully sheathed. His stillness was a blessing and a curse. As the song quickened he grabbed her hips and began pumping into her in rhythm with the music. Jessie gripped the pillow behind her head and made every effort to not scream.
She always guessed Lester was a ladies man, now she knew she was right. Where Zip had been naturally good at pleasing a woman, it was evident that Lester had had plenty of practice. He had perfected the art of sex. Reaching up, he tilted her feet so they locked together behind his head. His right hand went to to clit while his left moved underneath her rear. When she felt a sure finger press against her backdoor as he continued to thrust and rub, the roar she let loose was almost frightening. It was possibly one of the longest orgasms she had ever experienced. Lester's release was dangerous, animalistic. Zip and Zero were audibly cursing. Ranger may have been banging his head against the wall. It was hard to tell as there was very little blood making it to Jessie's brain at that moment. The shudders and shakes kept going, long after he had removed himself and fallen next to her on the bed.
It took them all a few minutes to calm down after that one, all except poor Ranger. Jessie cleaned them with a wave of her hand and rolled over to face Zero. He was still sitting in his chair, like he had no place to be. His nonchalance, the fact that he wasn't already climbing on the bed was sexy to Jessie. There was no mistaking the look he was giving her though, way beyond 'bedroom eyes'. "Rafael", she lengthened the syllables of his name in a melodic fashion. He arched an eyebrow, "Yes Jessie?" Oh shit, he was making her ask for it. His attitude was making her drip with anticipation. Then he upped the ante even more by grasping his hard cock and slowly starting to stroke himself. All the while he kept eye contact with her. Fine, two could play that game…
Jessie remained on her side, ensuring he had the best view of her assets. She bent her knee and planted one foot in front of her in a very Basic Instinct kind if move. She thought that NIN had worked well with Lester, so she cued Sanctified to start. His eyes never left hers. As she crept her fingers down her torso to her swollen lips, the other men were struggling to take full breaths. Zero wasn't bothered. Jessie began rubbing her clit, knowing exactly the right way to make herself feel good. It became a curious sexual battle of wills, who would cave first? Who would make the first move? Zero didn't look like he was giving in anytime soon. Jessie was drenched and ready to cum again. He noticed when she changed the movement of her fingers, not touching her clit directly anymore. Finally, he stood up and walked over to her. His eyes were lasers trained on hers. With the grace of a puma he laid down facing her, their bodies pressed together from the waist down. He maintained enough distance above to keep watching her. Zero lifted her bent leg and threw it over his hip. He slid into her tightness with ease. She was so wet and ready it was almost over before his first true thrust. The buildup had been too much, she was going to give into the sensation of him inside of her at any moment. He finally spoke, "You may cum now.", all the while he was moving with her at a steady pace. Jessie felt the relief begin at the top of her head, washing swiftly toward her toes. When she opened her mouth to shout his name, he lunged forward and kissed her. Effectively stifling her scream, swallowing her cry completely. When their tongues touched the pleasure amplified. She scratched at his back and bucked her hips with no sense of bodily control. They kept kissing until she was done shaking and clenching around him. He pulled his head back again and kissed her nose, a move that made her laugh. His smile was one of silliness and pride. Ranger was banging his head again. As Zero untangled his legs from hers and got off the bed, Jessie asked the room at large for the time. Lester struggled to speak clearly when he said it was 6:12. She had to stop herself from giggling at his croakiness.
Jessie had 18 minutes to help Ranger, she doubted she would need half that. As she vanished the mess and changed her mp3 to Make Me Bad by Korn, she called to him, "Lobo… take off your pants." Ranger, not used to taking orders since active duty, stripped without question. Lester, Zip, and Zero looked terrified. None of them were prepared to cum again so soon. Jessie licked her lips while looking at Ranger's straining cock. He pounced. Without words, they really weren't necessary, they found themselves on their sides in the ideal 69 position. Ranger was attacking her core like he was starved for her. Jessie was giving just as good as she got. The other men had been wonderful, but this was Ranger. There was something about being with him that made even the best lover feel sub-par. Jessie hollowed her cheeks and sucked hard. The way he was pumping into her mouth should have been alarming, but it wasn't. She dug her nails into his beautiful ass as he bit down on her clit. The orgasmic explosion that rocked the sixth floor was probably felt three counties over. When they broke apart, unable to catch their breath, Jessie's eyes were glowing. There were also three Rangemen on her bedroom floor with startled expressions.
Ranger ran his hand up and down her thigh out of habit. Jessie stretched, "Fuck ya, no pain!" Ranger's wolf grin was stunning. "Loba, you're glowing mi amor." Her smile spread to match his. "And to think, we're only half way done..." There was a distinct whimper from the floor. Ranger threw his head back and let out a howl-like laugh. Jessie checked the time again, still 8 minutes to spare… fucking awesome, she really needed a smoke and a Pepsi.