My back hit the mattress with Jazz tumbling over me, clothes already scattered across the floor as my shirt was tossed haphazardly at the head board. Fingers slipped under the edge of my pants, tugging them down with my undies before a hot mouth trailed kisses down my belly, making it jump. A sharp gasp of his name brought him back to my level and he chuckled in my ear. "Ahm gonna make sure no one else will ever even come close to satisfying ya the way ah can!" His husky whisper was accented by a rough buck of his hips that made his cock stand up between us. The base pressed right against my clit as he sat up to watch me. One finger trailed from my throat, tracking between my breast before feathering touches along my belly. My skin prickled with goose bumps, jumping slightly into the barely there contact. A sharp draw of air was sucked in as I watched him in wrapped attention. "Ah bet ah can make ya cum without playing with yer clit or getting inside ya." I swallowed thickly, watching as he lowered down, eyes staying connected with mine as he dipped his tongue into my navel. My breath hitched and I squirmed against him. One hand found my right hip, pushing me firmly back onto the bed with a huff. A hot jolt of lust rushed my body over coming the slight jitter of nerves. "Jazz!" Bright blue eyes that almost seemed to glow in the low light stared intently into my over wide ones. His slightly calloused fingers drawing soft shapes along my sides. The hand holding me down shifted slightly and he bucked his hips against mine, yanking a gasp from me as he leaned over to bare his teeth against my neck. "Ya like it when ah get kinda pushy don't ya? When ah got ya pinned to bed and ya know ya can't get away from meh. Just imagine what it'll feel like once a stop playing games and sink into ya until yer so full ya can't take another inch. Our bodies completely flush as ah shove ya into the bed and take ya in every way. Imagine the hot slid of meh cock so deep inside ya, ya feel it in yer belly." He bucked into me again, a low growl vibrating against my ear as my eyes squeezed shut. My chest heaved against his as he pressed me more fully against the bed, completely trapping me there. "Am gonna fill ya so full it gushes down yer legs every time ah move!" His hips ground against mine and I sobbed as his chest shook with a light chuckle. Teeth caught my neck, nipping enough to make blood rush to the surface as fingers continued tickling over my sides. "Jazz!" My sob turned into a scream as he pushed me bodily back against the mattress with both hands and bucked roughly against me several times before pressing firmly into me as he groaned in my ear. The tight coil of pleasure that had been building in my middle snapped and I plunged down into the white hot torrent of release. Tears trickled down my cheeks as I tried to arch into him only to find myself too well pinned down as I sobbed out my pleasure. For what seemed like forever but was probably only several seconds, the lingering orgasm kept me from regaining any semblance of rational thought. Finally I opened my eyes once more to see Jazz smirking down at me. "Welcome back." "Fuck..." His smirk widened before something very large was thrust into me making me stifled a scream. Everything was still so over sensitized and every little move made me squirm. Jazz bucked into me and I had to muffle my cry into the back of my hand. His firm chest leaned over mine suddenly and he chuckled into my ear. "By the time ahm done with ya, no one will ever be able to give ya the same pleasure ah can." A sharp thrust accessed the last word but this time he didn't stop and I could do nothing but hold on for the ride.
Jazz POV: I groaned into Samantha's neck as she finally passed out under me. She'd kept up longer than I thought given she had a few drinks and I wondered if she'd remember this tomorrow. With any luck she would. I wanted her to open up. Her clothes were carefully collected and fitted, if not a bit sloppily back onto her before I wrapped her in the blanket and carried her down stairs, after reforming my clothes of course. The chair we'd been resting on was reclaimed and I settled in to keep watch of her until morning.
The first hints of day light began filtering into the otherwise dark room and I decided to fix that before my company woke. They were sure to be hung over after all and I was sure the light would cause an even worse headache. Carefully I arranged Samantha so she was laying back in the recliner before going about getting blankets over the windows... The thumb tacs were pressed into the wall, pinning the blanket there to prevent any light from getting inside and disturbing the humans. That done I turned to collecting their phones and putting them on mute so they weren't woken by that either. I wanted them to get as much sleep as possible so they might be lucky enough to not have the after effects of their late night. A quick glance around told me everything was clear and I slipped into the kitchen to grab 6 aspirin and a glass of orange juice for each of them. The glasses clicked softly against the costars as I set them down before carefully picking Samantha up once more so I could hold her in my lap. It was nice having friends again. Going into this I really hadn't expected her to make such good company but I was pleasantly surprised. Even before she let me interface, she hadn't objected to me being close. My holoform didn't compare to my frame, but I'd work on that and this was better than nothing. Perhaps I'd tell her soon, for now though I opted to just let her sleep. Hopefully she wouldn't react badly to finding out that I wasn't as human as she thought.
Tires squeaking against the driveway made me glance outside the kitchen window to see some guy running toward the door with a gun. My eyes narrowed and I snatched up a pan, hurrying to the door and ducking behind it just before it opened. He stepped around, and I pushed it closed, the pan bouncing off his head before he fired a shot. He stumbled backward but I caught his arm using it to spin him around and get him in a chock hold. "Drop it!" The gun clattered to the floor as someone yelped from the couch before light flooded the room making all 3 woman cringe. "Derek! Let him go!" "Jazz he's their friend!" Samantha rolled off the chair, stumbling before catching her balance on one of the small tables. The man in my grasp was clawing at my arms, mouth hanging open and I finally let him go to fall to his knees, gasping for air. Penelope ran over, kneeling at his side even though I could tell she was hurting too. "Why would you do that?!" She yelled at me, glaring angrily as Sam wobbled her way over. "What the hell happened?!" I sighed, steading her against my side when she got close enough. "Sorry lil lady, didn't know who he was, just saw him running at yer door with a gun." She groaned, leaning fully into my side until I picked her up. "So much for letting ya guys wake up on yer own. Come on, back over here to rest." Penelope followed close behind, helping this Derek onto the couch between her and Emily. "Ah'll get ya an aspirin. Ah imagine ya probably got a nasty headache after that. Just try and keep it down, the girls are hung over from last night and not feeling well either." A glare was cast in my direction as I carefully tucked Sam back into the blanket. "Why didn't either of you answer your phones?! I thought something happened!" The bottle of pills was retrieved and I stepped back in with the others. "That would be meh fault. Ah put them on silent that way the lil ladies weren't woken up. They had several drinks last night and an wanted them to come around on their own so they could avoid this. Sorry about the mix up. Here." A withering glare was given before he finally took the bottle from me. "Where is my phone? The others will be here soon, I need to let them know that everything is fine." The sound of tires outside singled that it was too late for that and I sighed. "Jesus fucking Christ! Why?! Just why?!" Sam moaned from the chair as the door was flung open for 4 other people to filter in holding guns. "Shut the fucking door?!" A coaster from the end table went flying toward them and I couldn't help but laugh as Samantha flailed her arms about like a miss behaving sparkling. "Everything is fine. They didn't answer because he muted the phones so they didn't wake up." The tall skinny one was the first to tuck his gun away and walk over. "What happened to you? Looks like someone really whacked you Morgan." "Gee thanks Reid! Anything else helpful you'd like to point out?" I sighed, glancing back to Sam to see she had her face buried into the blanket. The other two didn't appear much better and I clicked the small lamp off. "OK, everyone needs to calm down. Ya can all talk later, for now these guys need to rest. They had a long night and aren't feeling good at the moment." Emily groaned and stood up. "I really should head home anyhow. Thanks for last night and trying to help out this morning." Penelope followed after a second, holding Derek's arm. "Sorry about that again. Hopefully it won't take too long for ya to feel better." He sighed, shaking his head. "At least I know they're OK with you now." I nodded, watching as they filtered out, except David who knelt next to Sam. "You look like you had a rough night." "Oh no! I had a fucking amazing night! It's just the morning that sucks. I'm now sure of 2 things. There is a god, and his name is Jazz. 4 hours straight, non stop orgasms. Fucking amazing. Going back to sleep." He glanced to me but I just smirked as she began snoring softly once more. "What can ya say, she likes the Jazz man." David shook his head and stood back up. "Just so long as you don't hurt her. I do carry a gun, remember that." My lips tugged up a little more. "So did Derek, but it didn't do him much good. Ya don't hav'ta worry though, ah wouldn't let anything happen to meh lil lady. Good bye David." He glanced sideways at me before finally leaving me alone with Sam once more. Hopefully she could rest easy now.