Jessie greeted Hadji with a smile as she and Jonny walked back into the kitchen. Mildly afraid that her friend would see through her...through the both of them. Read it all over their faces. But she could not stop smiling. She had just had another orgasm, courtesy of the boy she loved, and he held her hand the whole walk home. It did not get much better.
"Everything okay on the home front?" Jonny asked. Trying to keep up appearances too.
"Actually no," Hadji replied. "My mother needs me to come home for a few days."
"What?" Jonny turned his head in surprise.
"Yeah," he sighed. "The environmental agreement she's been mediating will not go through without my endorsement. Apparently, her support in my stead is not sufficient. They want me there in person."
"Will you make it back for Christmas?" Jonny responded. Adding his own sigh and marveling at his brother. All the responsibilities he shouldered. Hoping he was making the most of college before settling down. Reminding himself that if his biggest problem was not knowing exactly how his super-hot best friend, who actively wanted to keep sleeping with him, felt then he did not have any real problems. He was lucky.
"I hope to be back in time," Hadji cut in. "Which is why I'm leaving right now."
"Wait for my dad to take you," Jessie suggested.
"I can't risk us both missing Christmas," he rationalized. "No."
"He won't mind," Jessie rolled her eyes. "We both know he'd prefer to take you so you're not alone. Don't be stubborn."
"Okay pot," Hadji smiled patiently. "I'm gonna go pack," he insisted. Shutting the conversation down by leaving the room.
"Men," Jessie replied in disgust. "Won't sign without him there? The sad part is we'll never know how much of that is straight misogyny versus then just wanting to get him in country so they can start sinking their claws in. So frustrating."
"Hey…we're not ALL like that," Jonny protested. Trying to keep it light, but feeling the same concern.
"I know," she grinned. Moving closer and wrapping her arms around his neck loosely. "If I didn't have living proof there's a few good ones left, I'd have switched teams long ago," she quipped.
"Glad to be of service," he quirked an eyebrow. Sliding his hands over her hips and around her waist. "It'd be a loss to all men."
"I didn't say you were part of my proof," she teased.
He leaned down. Two could play that game. "No?" he asked against her lips.
"Well...maybe," she whispered. Lifting on her toes to kiss him. He pulled back slightly with an evil smirk. Just out of reach.
"No?" he questioned again. Quieter.
"I hate you," she swallowed. He licked his lips and it reminded her of how much she liked his mouth.
"Really?" he pushed.
"No. Not even a little," she kissed him. Biting his lip intimately. He liked it. His dick loved it.
"You sure?" he laughed.
"Fuck yes," she kissed him again. Gripping his neck tight. Wanting to get a little out of control. Steal every chance with him. And things would have had they not heard Hadji's suitcase bounding down the stairs loudly. They broke a part fast.
"You're gonna get me in trouble," he breathed heavily. Moving to the other side of the kitchen. Knowing he needed to rein it in big time before their fathers got home. She just gave him a sexy grin that did not help at all.
"That was fast," she covered when Hadji reentered the kitchen.
"Well...I never unpacked," he informed them.
"Sorry you have to deal with this," Jonny offered. "I wish there was something I could do to help."
"Just keep the typical traditions going here," Hadji responded. "Gives me something to look forward to."
"I choose to think positively," Jessie piped in. "I'm banking on everything being resolved in enough time for us all to be together."
"I'll be praying for that," Hadji nodded. Giving Jessie a hug and kiss on the cheek.
"Be safe," Jonny ordered. Giving his brother a hug goodbye, as well.
"You'll let father and Race know?" Hadji assumed.
"Of course," Jessie replied. "Call if you need anything."
"I'll see you soon my friends."
XXX
"This sucks," Jonny complained as he watched Hadji drive off from the kitchen window.
"It does," she agreed. "BUT…we need to look on the bright side."
"Which is?" he asked. She could not tell if he was playing dumb or just adorably naïve. Either way, it turned her on.
"I thought…it was obvious," she bit her lip and moved towards him.
Jonny took a long deep breath as he watched her...almost willing her to slow down. He wanted to freeze the moment in time. The way she looked. The way she was looking AT him. The way she made him feel.
"We have the house to ourselves until later tonight," she sighed. Locking her fingers behind his neck. Pulling his face close again.
He was immediately under her spell. "How do you suggest we take advantage?"
"Hmm...I'm sure you can think of something?" she laughed.
"I think you're beautiful," he offered. Slipping his hands into the back pockets of her jeans. Shifting their bodies until she was trapped between him and the counter.
His words disarmed her. "I want you."
"IRIS," Jonny cleared his throat while staring at her lips. "Who's on the grounds?"
"Jonny Quest and Jessie Bannon. One car is exiting," the mechanical voice dutifully responded.
"Set indoor parameters to private," he ordered. "Alert me to any arrivals."
Jessie closed the gap as soon as he finished. Kissing him. Losing herself in the embrace. Moaning when he lifted her onto the countertop without warning. Her head hit a cabinet and a few small appliances fell over, but she could only focus on his lips and his hands. His hands had slipped from her pockets and were travelling up her shirt. Touching as much of her as he could reach.
After a few minutes, she tore her lips away to catch her breath. Sucking in air and licking her lips. Feeling butterflies erupt when she turned back and caught the way he was looking at her.
"I…," she kissed him lightly. Quickly. "…wanna spend…," she kissed him again. Biting his lip. "...the afternoon in bed," she finished with a longer kiss. "My father's," she added with a grin.
The idea turned him on even more. In response, he threw her over his shoulder, rushed out of the kitchen and jogged across the house. Race's quarters were on the far end of the first floor.
"Put me down," she demanded and laughed the whole way.
He obliged when they reached Race's door. Depositing her gently and staring at her like a lion stalking its prey.
"This is gonna be fun," she managed to announce before he kissed her again. Pressing her into the door frame desperately. Making a needy noise when her hands moved under his shirt to trace his skin.
It felt to her like they had been kissing for years. There was nothing awkward about it. It was natural and right. She would have been content to kiss him all afternoon. Never letting her hands roam farther. Her body had other ideas though. Not to mention his.
"You're the best kisser," she whispered when he pulled back for a moment.
That made him smile into the next kiss. "I love kissing you," he grinned and then began sucking on her neck instead.
"Mmm," she sighed. Closing her eyes and focusing on him. Grinning herself when he guided her hips until she felt his erection. He wrapped his arm around her waist when she began moving against him on her own. Just as eager to connect. She blindly reached for the doorknob, but felt him hesitate. "Jonny," she urged.
"What if your dad has cameras in there?" he panted. Only partially focused.
"Ew...you think he tapes himself with women?"
"What?" Jonny's head snapped up. "No... I meant for security."
"Oh...right," she sighed. Realizing the oversight and then kissing him soundly. Still smiling. "Maybe we should hold off on this spot until I have a chance to confirm?"
"Maybe?" he huffed in disbelief. Picking her up again and swallowing hard when she wrapped her legs around him. He kissed her slow as he walked. Barely managing not to knock things over as he went. She removed his shirt and then her own. He reached back and took off her shoes and socks. Smirking at the thought of leaving a trail of clothing. Loving the feel of her skin on his.
Eventually and half-dressed, Jonny walked into his father's room instead and dropped her onto the high four poster bed. Jessie shifted back until she had enough room to put her foot between his legs and tease him. Jonny closed his eyes and enjoyed it.
"What if your father has cameras in here?" she taunted.
"No chance," he beamed. Crawling onto the bed and hovering over her when she dropped back on the mattress. "You're beautiful," he repeated. She was smiling up at him and her hair was fanned out across the bedspread. Her bra teased the perfect amount of cleavage. Jonny dipped down and kissed between her breasts. Firm and soft.
"How do you want me?" she asked.
"Oh my god," he whispered against her skin. Not believing his ears. "Jess, I've had a semi all day," he warned. He had been on the brink with no relief since waking up.
She giggled and pushed at his shoulder. He rolled over happily and she got onto her knees to straddle him. Smirking while she reached for his zipper. "Let's take care of that," she offered. "Then we have all afternoon..."
The anticipation was tangible. Knowing that she wanted to spend the day in bed with him made him harder. It dawned on him with his final rationale thought.
"Wait,'" he sighed. "I have to get a condom."
"I'm on the pill," she told him. Leaning down and drawing him into another long kiss. Making him forget what he said until she sat back and unhooked her bra. He watched in awe. "Did I forget to mention that last night?"
Jonny shook his head almost comically. "Even better," he breathed heavily. "But don't you think...should we be extra careful?" his statement turned into a question with the last inkling of responsibility left in his brain as he gawked at her nakedness.
"Yes. You're right," she said. Jumping off him and coming back to earth for a second. "Run," she told him and he was off like a flash. "Get a few," she yelled after him.
Jessie finished undressing and laid in the center of the bed to wait for him. She was on top of the comforter and after a few seconds the silence was deafening. She looked around with nervous excitement. Having never spent time alone in the bedroom. But he was back before she could second guess what they were about to do or properly scold herself for not being extra responsible. Jessie shifted to her side and propped her head up to watch as he undressed. Then he was on top of her and kissing her passionately again. And it took all of ten seconds for things to get completely heated between them.
When he shifted down her body, she felt his mouth curve.
"Why are you smiling?" she wanted to know.
Jonny kept kissing her as he answered. "Just thinking that I was right before...you should never wear clothes," he sighed in appreciation. Sucking gently on one of her nipples.
Jessie moaned and gripped the back of his head. Arching further into his mouth. She definitely loved his tongue. 'And his hands,' she thought as he moved them down her body in a maddeningly slow fashion, while never letting up with that tongue. He was making it hard, but she wanted to focus on him. So she wrapped her legs around his waist to grind against him with purpose. Then it was Jonny's turn to moan. A sensation she really enjoyed with his mouth still around her nipple.
"Feels good babe," she whispered without thinking. It was like he put her in her own little world.
"I like it when you call me that," he whispered in her ear. Bringing her back to reality.
"Well…babe," she teased and then rolled over until she was on top. "Let's take care of you." She ran her hands down his chest and shifted back to sit on his thighs.
Jonny lifted up onto his elbows. "I am getting a bit uncomfortable," he panted.
Jessie could feel why. She stared down at him and stroked his dick lightly. Feeling more comfortable and not rushed, she actually looked at him. Noting the size and weight of him in her hand. Remembering how he felt inside her. The thought was distracting.
He thrust up eagerly and she bit her lip. She wanted to give him a blow job, but felt unprepared.
"Patience," she told him.
"You're evil," he choked out. "Jess," he begged. Thrusting up again. She watched in fascination.
"Patience," she repeated. Her mind was changed, however, when she glanced up and saw the raw need in his eyes. "Okay," she relented. Breathing heavily and grabbing one of the condoms he had thrown on the bed. "Patience next round."
He sat up quite impatiently and watched as she fumbled to secure the condom. As soon as she did, he grabbed her hips and pulled her right down on him like she weighed two pounds.
She gripped his shoulders and they moaned in unison as he buried himself inside her. But their appreciation of the feeling did not last long once the desire for release overcame all else.
They moved together. Eyes locked and arms wrapped around each other. Jessie loved this position. She felt like she was as close to him as humanly possible in this position.
She wanted to kiss him, but wanted even more to focus on the way it all felt. His strong chest against hers. His hands on her hips. His breath on her neck. She threw her head back and cried out after a particularly forceful and focused thrust. It felt different to be alone in the house with him. To be able to vocalize the way he made her feel without restriction. She lost track of the time passing.
She was being louder than the night before. "Yes," she told him. "You feel so..."
Jonny could tell she was close. She had her eyes closed and was making noises he would never forget with every upward stroke he made. "How do I feel?" he prompted her to finish. Moving his thumb to her clit at the same time.
"Jonny..."
Her nails dug into his skin and her face twisted up. "Open your eyes," he breathed heavily against her lips. Trying so hard to hold on. Even though it was a losing battle.
Jessie moaned again at his words. Flashing back to another one of her dreams.
"Open your eyes," he ordered. "I wanna see your eyes."
She did as he asked and came undone from the look he was giving her. She kept her eyes on him as she clenched around him. She decided it was the best orgasm of her life as it was happening and she had practiced plenty on herself.
'He's always been a quick leaner,' she thought fleetingly. Knowing that half the reason it was so intense was because she loved him and he was watching her the entire time.
"Quest," she sighed. Falling limply against him. "That was…oh," she suddenly called out. Realizing that he was still hard inside her. "Sorry," she smiled. "You…"
Jonny was breathing heavily and his hairline was damp with sweat, but the look in his eye was strong. In short, he never looked better.
"Are you close?" she asked. Kissing him deeply and already knowing the answer. All she got was a grunt in response. So she kissed him again and then began riding him. Clenching and unclenching her muscles as she went.
"Please go faster," he begged. Her teasing was driving him insane.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and tipped backward. He followed until he was on top of her. She gripped the bedpost and pulled his head to her neck. "As hard as you want," she whispered in his ear.
Jonny groaned and thrust hard in response. Harder than he would have ever dared had he not been given express permission. When Jessie gripped the post more firmly and planted her feet on the bed to brace herself, he kept going.
"You feel so fucking amazing," he praised. Leaning back far enough to look at her as his hips propelled faster.
Jessie saw his eyes go two shades darker right before she felt his body stiffen. Then he released himself inside her with the sexiest moan she had ever heard. She welcomed his weight on top of her and his hot breath on her neck.
"Am I too heavy?" he worried.
"No stay," she rushed. Wrapping her legs tightly around him.
"Come here," he said. Pulling out and bringing them back to the top of the bed. She settled comfortably into his side and listened to his heart as it slowed down.
"My father would flip out if he knew about this," she laughed after a few quiet minutes.
"Uh...kill me and hide the body is more like it," Jonny added.
"Mmm," she hummed. Tracing his chest with her finger. Admiring his tanned skin. Thinking that she wanted him as her own. Smiling when his fingers started to caress her hip in return.
"Fuck patience," he breathed. Dragging his hand up her body and massaging her exposed side boob. "This skin is so soft. Extra soft," he commented.
She closed her eyes and focused on his touch. "I need time to recharge," she giggled. "I won't be able to keep up with you at this pace..."
"Then I'll wait," he responded lightly. "Worth it."
"Felt good to be loud," she continued.
"I enjoyed it," he agreed enthusiastically and smiled sweetly against her neck. "So I don't have to worry about this ending when our dads get home?" he prompted. Needing the assurance.
"Until tomorrow afternoon," she smiled broadly.
"What?! Way to bury the lead." He was not expecting that. "Are you messing with me?"
"Nope."
"Are they alright?"
"Yeah," Jessie assured. "We're just lucky."
"So…can I sneak into your bed tonight?" he flirted. Already turned on by the idea.
"Yes," she nodded. "I can't wait." They stared at each other again for what felt like a while. Neither wanting the moment to end. Jessie broke first. Rolling off him to gather her clothes. "Alright…I'm gonna make sure this room is presentable and then take a shower."
An image of joining her in the shower immediately popped into Jonny's head. Like always. But a smile formed knowing that dream could become a reality soon.
"What?" she asked.
"A thought for later," he promised. A gleam in his eye as he redressed too.
She felt a wave of desire roll through her, but she forced herself to point at the door. "Mmm…okay, go before you get me into trouble."
Jonny just laughed and took a step forward until they were only inches apart again. "I'm gonna shower too and then make us a meal. Any requests?"
"Oh wow. You're cooking me dinner now?" she teased.
He nodded and grinned. "I can't stop smiling so it's the least I can do, beautiful."
"Are you capable of more than soup or using the microwave?" she asked honestly.
"I may surprise you," he shrugged. "I've had Mrs. Evans teach me the basics since I won't have the benefit of her cooking at college."
"Smart," she approved.
"I have my moments. So…requests?" he asked again.
"Go ahead and surprise me, Hotshot."
"You got it," he kissed her forehead and then left the room.
Jessie watched him go and then looked from the bed to the doorway and back to the bed again. She jogged to the door and stuck her head out to catch him. "Hey Quest," she yelled.
"Yeah," he tried to hide his smile.
"No onions!"
He threw up his hands. "That's it?"
She cocked her head to the side. "I have some plans for you tonight," she teased. "Want a hint?"
"Go ahead and surprise me, Ace."