I think this chapter is longer than the others. Thank you so much to my reviewers. I'm new to this site and hadn't realized I had any reviews or there was any interest in this story. So here is the long awaited chapter 3 and there is an MA scene near the end that is marked if you would like to skip it. I know it seems sudden but trust me there's a point to it. Happy readings.
The next morning Drea left while Jared was on his morning run. He was annoyed about it but didn't want to overstep anymore than he already had. But he couldn't help overthinking as he got ready for the day. Drea wasn't answering his texts and he was too nervous to just call her.
All day he thought about her. Positive thoughts about how pretty she was and how he missed her. To a little more pessimistic ones, where Drea was weirded out by their interactions and wanted to put space between them. He still managed to get through his day off running errands and taking care of necessities. But by nightfall he was worried. She had ignored every 'hey' or 'What are you up to?' that he sent. Though they did show as 'read'.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore and knew he had to call her. But he restrained himself one last time and sent her one more text.
"Did I do something wrong?"
Jared held his breath then sighed with relief when an answer arrived.
"No. I just have some stuff to deal with. You did nothing wrong. You did everything right. Thank you."
He couldn't call her now, even though he wanted to. They would be back at the precinct tomorrow and he could talk to her then. But at least he knew she was still there.
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Drea had woken up that morning hoping to spend her day off with Jared, forgetting the events of the night before. She had jumped out of bed expecting Jared to be there only to discover a note that he was out on a run. Drea couldn't help but be a little disappointed, she was hoping to throw a few jabs at him if he reacted to her wearing his clothes. She had returned upstairs to wash up when she decided to check her phone.
An unknown number had sent her a picture. Her blood ran cold at the picture of her and Jared embracing each other on the floor of the courtyard. If you didn't know that she was crying into his shoulder it would have looked like a loving embrace. The text beneath the photo made her pack up her things and call a cab.
In the back of the cab she stared down at her phone. All thoughts of enjoying time with Jared now replaced with fear. Fear for him and fear for her.
She looked at the photo again and tried not to cry as she read the words "He will burn in hell with you."
Drea did a sweep of her apartment as soon as she got there. Everything was where it should be, including Mimi who was in need of attention. Drea welcomed the cat with open arms and cried into her fur. She only let herself wallow for a moment before she began making arrangements for a new apartment. He knew where she was and who she was with so things had to change. Fear and sadness had made way for anger and determination. She would be damned if he ruined her life again.
Soon movers were at her house helping her pack her things, her father's friend was talking through a rental contract for a new condo closer to the precinct, and she was fielding calls from her parents about her sudden move. She refused to talk to anyone about what had happened the night before. The ache in her heart any time anyone mentioned Jared was both surprising and not so much considering last night.
Jared had been texting her periodically through the day but she hadn't had it in her to reply yet. She didn't want him to worry even though she wished he were comforting her like he had the night before. Drea did text him once to assure him he did nothing wrong and hoped that would be enough.
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Jared was worried when Drea didn't come in to work the next day. He sent her a few texts and called but she never responded. The Chief just told him she was taking a personal day but that just got him even more worried. He considered stopping by her apartment to check on her but worried about crossing the line.
After losing his train of thought several times he finally decided to call Michaela for some advice.
"Jay? Is something wrong?" Michaela answered after the third ring. Jared hoped it wasn't an odd hour, he hadn't checked for time differences.
"Ah no not exactly. Have you heard from Drea recently?" Jared asked, trying to sound casual.
"Not since the day before yesterday. She told me about that fundraiser she was making you go to. Why did something happen?" Michaela asked, worried..
"She had some family stuff blow up at the fundraiser. She was doing ok but she hasn't really talked to me since and she called out today." Jared replied, running a hand through his hair.
"I'm sure she's fine, Jared. Drea told me stuff with her family can be tense but she can handle it. What was the last thing she said to you?"
"She just assured me that I did everything right that night and basically not to worry." Jared said, leaning back in his chair and letting out a deep sigh.
"Then don't worry. Drea's got a lot of family drama from what she's told me. She probably just doesn't want to drag you into it." Michaela reasoned. "I'll give her a call ok? I'll tell her to reply to you."
"What? No, no, it's ok. You're on your honeymoon. Don't worry about it. You're probably right. She just needs to deal with her family."
"Alright, well don't worry so much. You'll get more wrinkles." Michaela teased.
"I do not have wrinkles!" Jared shot back.
"Just embrace your silver fox status, Jay," Michaela laughed.
"You sound like Drea." Jared chuckled.
"She rubbed off on me. Text me when you get in contact with her. So I know she's ok and you haven't made her cry." Michaela teased.
"I would never make her cry." Jared said with a firm tone.
Michaela paused for a moment, taken aback. "I know. Anyway, text me later."
"Yea, yea, I will." Jared said before hanging up.
Michaela sat with her phone in her hand contemplating. Jared hadn't asked once about her trip but had been very focused on Drea. She wasn't sure how to feel about it until her husband came up and kissed her cheek.
"You ok, Mick?" Zeke asked.
"Yeah. I think Jared may have a crush on Drea." Michaela said, a slow smile growing on your face.
"I take it that's a good thing?" Zeke scrutinized his wife.
"I think it is. It's a really good thing."
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Jared didn't have it in him to wait so after work that day he headed over to her apartment. He was surprised when the valet driver, Jonathan, stopped him on his way out of his car.
"Mr. Vasquez. I knew you would be coming around soon." Jonathan said, pushing Jared's car keys back into his hands.
"Hey, man, can you park the car for me? Is Drea home?" Jared asked in a hurry.
"That's what I'm trying to tell you, sir. Drea has moved out of the building." Jared immediately deflated.
"What? Where did she go? Is she ok?" Jared's mind was racing and already coming up with upsetting scenarios.
"Calm down Mr. Vasquez. I have it all taken care of. I made sure to ask for her forwarding address in case any of her mail or packages arrived. She did move without any notice after all." Jonathan looked smug and proud of himself.
Jared restrained himself from hugging the older man after he handed him a sticky note with Drea's new address written on it.
He should probably have warned her he was coming over but he wasn't going to risk her ignoring him again. So less than 20 minutes later, Jared found himself at an equally luxurious apartment complex arguing with the front desk since they wouldn't let him up the elevators without prior notice from one of the renters. He had called Drea and even showed the worker her phone number. He was about to pull out his badge when Drea rushed up to him.
"Jared? What are you doing here?" Drea asked, startling him.
"Drea!" Jared was in such a state of adrenaline at that point the relief that washed over him upon seeing her nearly knocked him out. He pulled her into a tight hug. One arm around her and the other hand in her hair.
Drea hesitated for a moment then hugged him back, relief also hitting her like a ton of bricks. When he pulled away she shifted her gaze to the front desk. "It's ok, he's my guest. I forgot to mention it.."
"No worries, Miss Mikami. We just didn't want to let someone into your room after you warned us that someone might ask for you." The manager said with a little nod of her head.
"Thank you. Detective Jared Vasquez is my partner. If he ever comes here just let him through, even if I'm not home. Okay?" Drea said. Still not looking at Jared. Jared was unconsciously holding her hand while looking intently down at her. He didn't like what the manager said about someone looking for her.
"Of course, Miss Mikami. We are sorry for the inconvenience Detective. We were merely following policy."
Jared finally turned back to the two women he had been a bit aggressive with. "No, it's ok. I'm sorry. If I had known Drea had asked that of you I wouldn't have pushed. I was out of line."
The woman nodded and accepted his apology. They eyed the two of them as Drea pulled Jared along into the elevator.
Drea didn't say anything and Jared was actually feeling a bit admonished. She was angry. The minute the doors had closed to the elevator she had swiftly pulled her hand away and crossed her arms. She wasn't looking at him. Jared took a moment to examine her. She seemed physically alright. The other detective was dressed casually in jeans, a brown leather jacket, and a plain shirt underneath. Well worn brown ankle boots were on her feet, giving her a couple more inches in height.
The elevator dinged as it reached her floor. There were only two apartments on this floor. One door to their left and one to their right. This place was fancier and bigger than the last apartment building she lived at and he wondered why. She led him to the left door and then keyed in a code on the door pad that beeped and then let them in.
"The code is my birth year, for now." Drea said as she led the way into the apartment. It was larger for sure and much higher up in the building than the last one. It was also an open floor plan instead of the cosier closed one she had before. The apartment was two stories. High ceilings with floor to ceiling bay windows along one wall, currently covered by heavy red and cream curtains. Stairs led up to an open plan bedroom upstairs that had a small hallway he assumed led to the bathroom and closet. The kitchen was under the bedroom and across from that next to the stairs was an open air living room/family room area. There was a balcony overlooking the lower floor that connected to the main bedroom. That led to a one-sided hallway that had a couple different doors leading off it.
"This is a lot bigger and more open than your last place," Jared said, trying to make conversation. He slipped his shoes off like he always did when he came over. Then watched as she dumped her bag on a side table and dropped heavily on to the couch with a deep sigh. He hesitated for a moment before he took a seat beside her and looked at her intently. She ran a hand over her face before meeting his eyes.
"How did you find me?"
"Jonathan gave me your address. Why did you move?" Jared replied, not wanting to dance too much around the conversation.
"I didn't feel safe after what happened at the party. Kevin knew I lived there, now the only people that know are my parents, Jonathan, and you. By the way, Jonathan follows me everywhere thanks to my mother so expect him to valet or something here too." Drea replied.
Jared grew more worried as he took in her tired expression, "Drea are you okay?"
She didn't answer for a moment but finally nodded, "Yeah, I'm ok. It was hard doing all this by myself but now that everything's been moved and Mimi is safe and sound I should be ok."
"Do you want me to kick his ass?" Jared asked seriously.
Drea looked up at him and the tension broke. She laughed. "No, it's ok. I think he learned his lesson. But thank you for caring so much. Everything you did that night, it meant a lot to me, Jared, really."
"I'm your knight in shining necktie remember? It's my job. So don't ignore my calls or texts anymore ok. And give Michaela a call. I called her earlier thinking she might know where you were, she would appreciate the update." Jared said finally sinking into the couch.
Drea hesitated before sinking into the couch next to him, their sides flush against each other. "You called Mick? How is the honeymoon going?"
"I actually don't know. I didn't ask her about it. I was more worried about my partner who ghosted me" Jared said, looking a little embarrassed.
Drea pressed her shoulder against his, "I'm sorry about that. I just had a lot to deal with. I should have told you what was going on."
"Don't apologize. Just don't leave me out next time ok." Jared said, looking her in the eye.
"I was going to tell you once everything was settled. I'm taking tomorrow off too. I have to see my parents and I doubt I will have any energy left for work after that." Drea said.
"Ah. That will definitely be exhausting. Which means you need some fuel. What would you like for dinner? I'm buying." Jared said, happily changing the subject.
"Jared, you don't have to."
"Shhh, I want to. Plus I haven't had my daily dose of Mikami in a couple days and I am deprived. So what do you say? Thai food? Pizza? Sushi?"
Drea shook her head and laughed, "How about Thai food? I've been craving some Pad Thai and curry."
"Perfect! Two Pad Thais, one chicken Panang Curry, and two sides of brown rice. Anything else, Princess?" Jared said with an exaggerated bow as he stood and started looking up the nearest Thai take out restaurant.
"I think that's more than enough. I have some wine around here somewhere that I can pop open for us."
"Perfect! I'll make the order and you'll grab the wine. Don't forget to call Mick." Jared called after her as she stood and made her way to the kitchen. Drea had beat him to it and had dialed Mick's number and was waiting for it to ring while she looked through the perfectly arranged cupboards.
"Drea! Are you ok? Jared called me earlier, have you seen him?" Michaela immediately asked.
"Mick, I'm fine. Just had some family stuff to deal with." Drea replied.
"I hope you talked to Jared, he was really worried."
"Yeah, he found me. The guy is stubborn, I'll give him that." She sighed as she looked over at the aforementioned man talking on the phone. Drea updated Michaela briefly about what happened at the fundraiser and her moving to a different apartment. As Michaela updated her on the honeymoon, Drea finally felt some of the tension of the last few days leave her.
Jared came into the kitchen as she uncorked the bottle of wine. Mimi came trotting in after him, winding herself between his legs. She mouthed to Jared, "Feed her, please."
Jared chuckled then went about picking up Mimi's bowl and finding an open can of wet food in the fridge. He softly called the cat's name as he got her food ready, coaxing the furry animal to answer him.
"Is that Jared?" Mick asked, hearing Jared laugh in triumph when Mimi leapt into his arms.
"Yea. He's feeding my cat while I'm on the phone." Drea said, moving toward the living room again with wine glasses and bottle in hand.
"Jared hates cats, or he used to."
"No one could hate Mimi, Mick." Drea replied as she sat down on the couch.
"You and Jared seem to be getting close. That makes me happy. He needs a friend to worry about. Maybe...a girlfriend." Michaela teased.
"Oh hush, Mick. It's not like that. We are friends and I'm happy we get along. Plus I have a rule, no messing with my friend's exes!" Drea insisted.
"One, I 100 percent approve of you dating my ex, not just 'messing with him'. Two, he already likes you and I'm not going to try and stop him." Michaela quipped back.
"You're crazy, Landon."
"Are you calling Zeke crazy or Michaela?" Jared asked, appearing next to the couch with Mimi in his arms.
"Michaela is crazy, right, Jared?"
"Completely. But that's why we're all friends." He said with a laugh. His phone chimed with a notification. "Ah the food's here, in the lobby. I'll be back, Drea."
As he headed out of the apartment Drea watched him leave. He had taken off his coat and tie and was looking very nice in his slacks and rolled up sleeves.
"You're staring at his butt while he leaves, aren't you?" Michaela's voice broke her admiration.
Drea sputtered in surprise, "N-no I'm not."
"You totally were! Go get him, Drea."
"Michaela seriously, it's not like that."
"Whatever you say Mikami. But he's definitely over me, and cares about you. You also have my approval. Keep that in mind later, or in two weeks. Whenever you decide to see how you feel. Anyway, it's getting late here so I will talk to you later. Don't make Jay too worried, Drea, he'll get even grayer." Michaela was in high spirits.
"But I like silver foxes." Drea replied jokingly.
"Even better. Goodnight Drea. Have fun." Michaela sang before hanging up.
Drea couldn't believe Michaela could already sense her developing crush. Even more unbelievable was her approval of it. Her friend's ex fiance? She must be crazy.
Just as she poured the wine Jared came through the door with their food. He deftly shooed her away as he went to the kitchen and got some plates and utensils, remembering where she liked to keep stuff in her old kitchen. Soon he flopped down on the couch with her, piping hot plates in front of them. "Bon appétit, Mademoiselle."
"You seem to be in a good mood. Did you miss me that much?" Drea asked as they dug into their food.
"I did in fact. When you're gone I get paired with Robbins." Drea wrinkled her nose at the mention of the old man who wasn't fond of deodorant. "Exactly. So now I've got my Drea back. I hopefully won't have to deal with him any time soon."
Drea felt her heartbeat quicken when he called her 'his' Drea but tried not to let him know. "Well I'm glad you finally appreciate how much better I am than Robbins."
"You're leagues better. Besides smelling amazing and looking cute, you're also a much better detective. I'm surprised they don't 'encourage' him to retire." Jared replied smoothly. "So do you wanna watch a movie or are you alright hearing about how much my days have sucked without you?"
Drea was sure she was blushing at this point and tried to cover it up by downing her glass of wine and pouring another one. "Um, yeah we can watch a movie. I don't mind."
"Are you okay, Drea?" Jared asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah, I just haven't drank anything since that night. I've been too busy so it's nice to have a drink," She babbled out the excuse.
"Well we have all night to drink, Drea. So save some for me." Jared said with a boyish grin. He turned to the TV and turned on Netflix. "Alright, so last time you picked so it's my turn."
A couple hours passed as they watched a buddy cop movie, joking and laughing the whole time. They had made it through one bottle of wine and opened another one. Jared at one point had packed up the leftovers and put the dishes in the sink, insisting on taking care of everything. It was while he was wetting the dishes so they wouldn't get crusty overnight that Drea drunkenly came up behind him and leaned her forehead right against his back. She felt him stiffen for a moment then relax.
"Well, hello, is someone sleepy?"
"You smell good." Drea's voice was muffled against his back. She unfortunately couldn't see the bright smile on Jared's face at her cute gesture.
"You should get ready for bed Drea. I can clean up everything." Jared turned to her, fluidly resting his arms around her waist as she snuggled into him. If it weren't for the amount of wine the two had ingested they would both be blushing at the contact. But instead they stood wrapped up in each other's arms, slightly swaying in place.
Jared's thoughts were scattered. The day had gone by so quickly and now here he was not able to really process how he ended up with Drea Mikami hugging him and lightly snoozing against his chest in her new apartment. Drea had nothing else on her mind except how comfortable and safe she felt in that moment. Finally, Jared felt Drea going slack in his arms so he picked her up and made his way to her new bedroom upstairs.
The bed was different but equally large and plush. Some of her furniture, like her vanity and desk, had travelled with her. But she was so high up in this building that the windows couldn't open. Something Drea had been adamant about. But Jared really didn't notice all that. Neither did he notice or care that he should probably leave her alone in her bed instead of climbing into it with her. Drea was gone to the world but clung onto Jared. She clung to his side and buried her face into his neck as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Jared could feel his own eyelids drooping as he planted a chaste kiss on her forehead before he too fell into slumber.
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Drea woke up with a throbbing headache that left her curling deeper under her covers and back into the chest of her bedmate. She froze for a moment before all the fuzzy memories of the night before came flooding back. Embarrassment flooded her senses. She smothered her face with her hands and then remembered how close Jared was to her. In fact her whole back was flush to his front, his arm lay limply across her waist, and his head was pillowed against her hair. If she wasn't blushing bright red already she would be now that she felt something stiff against her butt. The dirty and flirty part of her mind immediately told her to push up against him and see if the rather large member would get bigger. But her rational mind came screaming forward reminding her that this was Jared, her current partner and her friend's ex fiance.
Quietly and slowly, Drea tried to shift out of Jared's space on the bed. But almost as if he was awake his arm tightened around her waist and pulled her closer. He was mumbling something about 'five more minutes, baby' and sighed into the back of her neck. Drea would be lying to herself if a part of her didn't enjoy this immensely and was slightly turned on. She however didn't want to take advantage since Jared was very much asleep.
She ran her fingers along Jared's arm and quietly began calling his name, "Jared. Jareeed. Wakey wakey Lieutenant Vasquez."
The handsome man started to stir. Drea felt him jerk a little when he took in their current position. Surprisingly, he pulled her close again. "Drea let's call out together. I'll even go with you to see your parents."
Drea didn't reply immediately as she tried to process how she was laying in her bed with Jared Vasquez wrapped around her, both of them conscious and sober. Considering everything that had happened in the past week she decided to throw caution to the wind and snuggled in closer. "Call the chief then Jared. She already knows I'm not going back until tomorrow."
Jared grumbled a little and she was sure he was pouting. "I left my cell downstairs."
"Then you better go get it." Drea said snarkily.
"Brat," Jared retorted before he started tickling Drea's side. Soon they were in a full blown tickle fight that resulted in the comforter halfway off the bed, Jared hovering over Drea with her arms pinned above her head.
"Tap out, Drea!"
"You wish." Drea said as she stuck her tongue out at him then wrapped her legs around his waist and expertly flipped them over. Now she was straddling him and had him pinned down.
"Your turn to tap out, Vasquez!" Jared struggled beneath her but she used her weight to keep him down. After a few moments he finally admitted defeat. Drea let out a victory 'woop' and threw her hands in the air, freeing Jared's arms. Using this against her, he flipped them over again this time he hovered over her with his elbows propping him up on either side of her head.
At this point they were both out of breath but Drea continued to try and shift him off of her. "That was a dirty move, Jared."
"Stop struggling." Jared said from above her. They were practically chest to chest, their faces mere inches from each other. Drea still had her legs wrapped around his hips and he was cradled between her legs. The position was compromising and they both realized it at the same time. But Drea was way past embarrassment and was fully into flirty and dirty mode.
"Why? Are you having a reaction?" she asked innocently as she shifted her hips, fighting the feminine urge to grind her pelvis against his.
"Drea." Jared warned. He was looking her straight in the eyes so when she did grind her center against the hard tent in his pants she saw his eyes roll back into his head as he turned away.
"Are you getting turned on Jared? Because it looks like you're having a stiff situation." Drea purred into his ear before nipping at his ear lobe.
"Woman, you are playing with fire." Jared growled and thrust his hips against hers.
Drea knew they were really about to cross a line they really shouldn't. But why shouldn't they. Michaela gave her blessing. She liked him and he liked her. She had nothing to lose. If Jared didn't care about her then he wouldn't have come looking for her.
"Show me how hot you burn, Vasquez." Drea looked up at him, her breath hitching as she burned with desire.
"Drea, I want you." Jared said, not breaking eye contact. One of his hands moved to cup her cheek. She felt herself grow even warmer under his gaze, her heart skipping a beat at the intimate gesture and the sincerity in his eyes.
"As long as it's not a one time thing, then you can have me." Drea whispered back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a searing kiss. Something in her wanted to pour out all her gratitude and all her attraction to him into this moment. The way he gasped into the kiss and met her passion made her moan.
(XX Stop here if you don't want to read the explicit scene)
Drea knew Jared was a popular guy but she did not expect him to be such a good kisser. He kissed her with just the right mix of passionate urgency and controlled teasing. He would pull away for a second and smile against her lips before nibbling at her bottom lip. Her hands found their way to the buttons of his shirt and undid them. He helped her remove his shirt and then pulled off hers between kisses.
They both moaned at the sensation of more skin touching. Jared delved one hand into her hair and deepened their kissing once more. He pulled away and hovered over Drea, breath catching as he looked her in the eye. She just nodded once and kissed him hard on the lips again. He trailed kisses from her lips to her ear. Nipping at her earlobe and making her gasp. He laid wet kisses on her neck right where her shoulder started, causing tremors to travel across her body. She bucked up against him wanting to feel more of him.
As Jared made his way from her neck to the swell of her breasts, he gripped one of her thighs and thrust against her. He moaned from the friction. Drea knew that if she wanted to she could take him now, more than ready for him. But Jared stopped his thrusting and refocused on her chest. His hands found her back and lifted her up onto his lap. He found her lips again as he undid her bra. Taking a little too long for Drea's liking so she batted his hands away and undid the garment herself. Jared chuckled deeply into their kiss before pulling the bra away and taking one of her nipples into his mouth.
Drea held his head to her chest as he ran his tongue across her nipple. Her moaning grew louder as he laid her back down on her back. He continued his ministrations on her chest with his mouth and hands. She moaned out his name over and over like a prayer as he moved from one breast to the other. She ground her hips against his, eliciting a deep groan from him.
Drea liked the sound of Jared Vasquez moaning in pleasure and wanted to hear it again. She pushed him back gently then turned so that he laid back on the bed. She caught his lips again as she found the button on his pants. She felt blindly for his fly and wasn't surprised to feel his rock hard cock pushing against the fabric of his pants. She pushed his drawers out of the way and his cock was in her palm, heavy and warm. Drea muffled his moans and sharp inhales with her mouth as she thumbed at the pre-cum at his tip and then wrapped her hand around him.
Drea broke the kiss and began trailing kisses down Jared's neck and chest. She had always wondered what he looked like under his well fitted work shirts and she was not disappointed. As she made her way down his chest she positioned herself between his legs. Oh she was too far gone now. She wanted to make him her's.
Drea looked up at Jared as she flicked her tongue over his tip.
"D-drea you don't have to." Jared's strained voice tried to assure her. But she ignored him. She proceeded to run her tongue from his balls up his shaft all while keeping eye contact. Seeing Jared groan in pleasure as she began sucking him off made Drea uncomfortably wet in between her legs.
"Fuck, Drea." Jared moaned. His fingers found her hair and lightly gripped it as he gently thrust into her mouth. Being face fucked by Jared made Drea stick a hand down her own pants to try to get some relief. When she knew he was close she pulled away, sitting up with a Cheshire grin on her face.
She wiped the back of her hand across her mouth before she spoke, "You taste good, Vasquez."
"Come here, you!" Jared replied as he sat up and pulled her close to him. Kissing her again he guided her back to lay on her back. Swiftly making work of her pants and panties. Before Drea knew it Jared was between her legs licking her wet pussy. He had one hand reaching up tweaking her nipples and the other keeping her hips from bucking too hard.
Drea was sure the sounds coming from her would rival a porno. It had been so long since she had last slept with anyone, let alone someone who wanted to make her feel good. Before she knew it she was practically screaming Jared's name as she came with his mouth on her clit. As she came down from her orgasm Jared massaged her thighs and sides before kissing his way back up her body. He kissed her lip between her heavy breaths.
"I didn't know you could scream like that, Mikami. I wonder what other sounds I can make you make." Jared said as he hovered above her, a proud grin on his face as he pushed strands of hair out of her face.
"I'm sure you enjoyed my moans the way I enjoyed your's while your cock was in my mouth." Drea teased while wrapping her legs around his waist and rubbing her wet core against his waning election. Jared actually growled at that and captured her lips in another searing kiss. Before he could do it himself, Drea reached between them and guided him to her entrance. He teased her with the tip, pulling back even as she tried to pull him in with her legs.
"Tell me what you want, Drea."
"I want you, Jared." Drea replied, mirroring his own words from earlier.
Jared thrust into her and they both let out a moan of satisfaction. Drea was more than pleased with how full she felt and by the immediate rocking of his hips, Jared liked it too. They found a rhythm soon. One that built in power until Jared reached down and rubbed her clit as he pounded into her. She came again and before she could recover he had turned her over and was thrusting into her pussy again. The new angle hitting different deeper places.
Jared bent over her as he pounded into her from behind. He gripped her breasts firmly as he laid kisses on her back and shoulders. Then he pulled her up so that he was still thrusting into her, kissing her, and reaching his hand down to rub her clit again. The new angle and her heightened sensitivity had Drea cumming hard again. So wet now that she wasn't sure if she had squirted or not. Jared slowed to a stop as she came down to earth again.
He caressed her body as he kissed her between breaths. They were both glistening with a sheen of sweat as the sunrise outside shown through the windows. Drea took control again and pushed Jared onto the bed. She admired his body as she straddled him. His member still stood at attention and his eyes still looked hungry as they followed his hands that were running up and down her body.
Drea lowered herself onto his cock, still sensitive, still wet, and wanting more. His hands found her hips and once more they found their rhythm until Jared started thrusting up into her harder and faster. She clung to him as he finally groaned out her name and came hard into her. Minutes passed as they laid entwined. He twitched slightly inside her as he continued to expel his cum. They shifted a little so that they were both entangled on their sides. His softening member slipping out of her made both of them sigh in contentment.
(XX End Scene)
Exhausted, the two fell asleep that way. Ignoring the time which read 7am. Jared was supposed to be at the precinct by 9am.
