Another J&P first time, inspired by a cocktail called "Between the Sheets"
-j&p-
The first time was fun and frenetic, a hot frantic joining borne of months upon months of pent-up desire. It left them both slightly stunned and straining for breath; Jack rolled off of her body and onto his back, his eyes still squeezed shut and his pulse running at a nearly fatal rate, and Phryne was stretching her body against his side like a satisfied cat, low pleasured murmurs escaping from where she bit her bottom lip. One of her hands slid down and touched his arm. She ran the backs of her knuckles against his forearm, and he breathed out a small hum of approval.
With all of her remaining energy she turned further to her side and let her fingers skim gently against his chest. Jack lifted his hand and twined his fingers with hers, but it was still a few seconds before he could open his eyes and look at her. When he did, his lips curved up in a smile and he leaned closer to kiss her gently. And that's how the second time began.
He moved to fully face her, and soft kisses were combined with soft touches and whispered sounds of adoration and gratitude against soft skin. Jack ran a hand along her slim back, his calloused fingertips leaving a trail of sweet shivers in their wake. Phryne nipped at his jawline and moved even closer until her breasts were pressed against his chest. They both groaned at the delicious feel of skin on skin, and as his hand moved down to her hip, she lifted her leg over his waist. The movement was fluid, as if they'd been partners in bed for years instead of mere minutes. And their mouths met again and again, tongues tangling in pleasurable exploration.
Jack skimmed a thumb between her legs, and she arched closer and began to kiss him more frantically. He grinned against her lips and then slid into her body again. They both gasped at the sensation, the oh so wonderful fit. Their eyes met and held as they began their rhythm. Slow, deep, close, tender, sensual, equal…perfect.
And when she came, all clenching muscles around him, he came, desperation unraveling inside her. They remained in each other's arms, still connected, gazing into one another's eyes. She felt like she was breathing him in, exchanging oxygen for his presence and feeling like it would sustain her. His eyes traced her face and his fingertips continued to skim against her soft skin, feeling that if he kept his eyes open and his hands on her, they could stay like this forever.
They stayed like that for long moments until Jack leaned in and nuzzled his lips against one of her shoulders. Phryne closed her eyes in pleasure and let him move her onto her back. His mouth slipped and kissed over her skin, between her breasts and down to her stomach. Then he was tracing the pad of his thumb over one hipbone and moving his body down toward the foot of the bed.
"Part your legs for me, Miss Fisher," he murmured against the inside of her thigh as he settled himself over her lower half.
Phryne shivered at his soft but commanding tone and did as she was told, luxuriating in finally getting all of his steady, concentrated inner confidence all to herself. When his thumbs gently parted her slick folds, she gathered the bedsheets in her fingers to get a good grip. And her hands immediately tightened at the first raspy lick of his tongue against her clit.
And that's how the third time began…
-j&p-
Ingredients:
1 oz Cognac
1 oz Triple Sec
1 oz Light Rum
.25 oz Fresh Lemon juice
Add all the ingredients to a shaker and fill with ice.
Shake, and strain into a chilled cocktail glass.
Flame an orange peel over the glass and discard before serving.