"Grab my hair like you grabbed my heart, forcefully with your fists. Pull my hips closer to yours like the tides and teach me why the moon floods the beach at midnight. Remind me how to breathe by making me breathless. Don't love me tenderly, love me reckless." -Unknown
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Jared pushed Daphne down on the bed, never taking his eyes off of hers. He ran his fingers up her body slowly, taking in each curve and the softness of her skin. He palmed her breasts, kissing her roughly.

"Daphne," he said between kisses. "Are you sure you want this? I mean, we haven't talked about anything and I don't-"

She cut him off with a rough kiss, bringing his hand down to her abdomen. "Less talking, more fucking," she said.

Her tone actually made him raise his eyebrows in surprise. He had the sense that now wasn't the best time to discuss anything. He groaned slightly when he felt her unbutton his jeans and unzip the fly, sliding them down slightly. He had to bite his lips to keep from moaning even louder as she slipped her fingertips inside his boxers and brushed them against his cock. He liked this version of Daphne. Porn Star Daphne with her dirty mouth and naughty eyes.

He slid his jeans and boxers off entirely, focusing on trying to get her garter belt off. He enjoyed watching her squirm against the bed as he brushed his fingers across her skin and trailed kisses whenever his fingers passed. He got it off and slid it down, along with her tights. He ran his hands up her legs, stopping them just inside her thighs. He guessed that she probably hadn't slept with anyone in a while and he didn't want to hurt her. As much as he wanted to literally flip her over and drill into her hard and fast, he didn't think it would be comfortable for her. So he figured he'd have to ease her into it.

Daphne brought her hands down to Jared's shoulders as he slid her panties off over her knees and dropped them onto the floor. She could feel herself dripping as he ran his fingers back up her leg and brought them back to her hips. The anticipation was nothing compared to the feeling of him sliding one finger inside her body. He groaned at the tightness and wetness of her pussy and she took a sharp breath in surprise. He moved up her body again, kissing each of her breasts before kissing her again.

She let out another gasp when he slid two fingers inside her. He bit her neck softly as she brought her fingers down and wrapped them around his cock, making him jerk forward slightly. He sped up his movements with his fingers, adding in his thumb on her clit, which had Daphne arching off the bed in pleasure. He smiled against her neck as he continued his motions, feeling her tighten around his fingers as she got closer and closer to orgasm.

"Stop teasing me," she said, looking at him with her Porn Star eyes. He nearly blew his load right then and there.

"Daph, it's been a while for you, hasn't it?" he asked, pulling his fingers out of her and resting his wrist on her hip bone.

She blushed slightly. "Yeah, but I don't see how that matters."

He kissed her softly, taking a deep breath to slow things down. "Look down," he said, nodding his head down toward his cock, which was now fully erect and at attention.

She had a pretty good idea of what Jared was packing, having lived next door to him for several months. Any time you share such close quarters, you're bound to catch the other person in varied states of undress at least once. Not to mention, she figured he had to have something spectacular to make Val scream her lungs out like that.

"I don't want to hurt you," he said, sliding his fingers back inside her.

"You won't," she said, arching her back off the bed in frustration.

Jared had been down that road before. And if he was going to do this with Daphne he was going to do it right. He wasn't sure where they were in terms of their relationship but he definitely knew he didn't want to be too rough with her, though she seemed to instigating a decent amount of roughness on her own. It was yet another surprise he had discovered about her. She looked up at him with those yet again and it drove him crazy. He growled and climbed on top of her, making her gasp in surprise. He kissed her roughly and positioned himself just outside her pussy, taking a deep breath as he slid his cock in slowly.

Daphne gasped slightly as she felt him slide inside her. Jared had to kiss her to keep her from making too much noise, though he had a pretty good idea that Terry knew what was going on. Hell the asshole was probably fapping away to them that same moment. He gripped the sheets on the mattress tightly as he slowly started moving in and out of Daphne. She was so tight for him that he nearly came right there. For a brief moment he wondered if she was a virgin and a look of panic crossed his face. He didn't want that for her. Not with him.

"I'm not a virgin," she said against his neck as she bit him, harder than he'd been biting her. "I can see it on your face."

He laughed, relieved. She made a face at him and he kissed her again. "You want me to fuck you?" he asked, sitting back on his heels and draping one of her legs over his shoulder. She nodded and gave him a sexy moan at the change of position. He gripped her thigh as he sped up his pace; fucking her so hard, her tits bounced and the headboard hit the wall. Daphne moaned loudly as she gripped the sheets on the bed, feeling herself tightening again as she climbed closer and closer to orgasm. She let a string of expletives fall from her mouth as she came, arching off of the bed and clenching so tightly around Jared that he had to stop moving.

She looked at him and sighed. "Well go on," she said with a bit of a grin. "I KNOW you haven't cum yet. You're being too gentle and easy." She stuck her tongue out at him playfully, prompting him to growl at her again.

In an almost fluid movement, he slipped out of her, flipped her over on her knees, and slipped back into her, holding her hips. She moaned at the change of position and Jared gripped her hips and ass tightly as she lowered herself onto her chest in front of him, changing the angle and causing his cock to rub against her pelvic bone. He felt himself tensing up as he got closer and closer, slamming into her, perhaps a little harder than he had intended. She was moaning loudly in front of him, but he was focused on one goal only at this point. He gripped her body tighter, feeling her tightening around him again. Plus the view was excellent.

And then it hit him. He came, emptying himself into her with a loud groan, feeling his cock twitch inside of her. At the same time, Daphne came again, with a loud moan, saying his name as she did. He sat still for a moment while she clenched around him, running his fingers across her body. He noticed his handprint was bright red against her pale skin and he felt a small twinge of guilt. He placed a kiss on it and rolled his tongue against her skin. She was still silent and her breathing was heavy.

"Daph, are you alright?" he asked softly, pulling out of her and running his hands up her back softly.

She nodded. "That was…wow," was all she could manage between heavy breaths.

He smiled softly and kissed her between the shoulder blades as she started to shiver. He pulled a blanket over top of them and settled next to her. Her breathing had come back to normal but she was drenched in sweat. He ran his fingers through her hair as he enjoyed the post-coital afterglow. After a few minutes, she fell asleep against him and he slid away to go to the bathroom, after pulling on his boxers, and found Terry in the hallway.

"Earth-shattering, as always?" he asked with a smirk on his face.

Jared smiled and nodded. He went into the bathroom and sighed. He leaned against the wall as he peed, trying to calm the panic attack that seemed to be taking over him. He didn't understand why he was panicking. He had wanted to do that with Daphne for a long time. It wasn't the exact way he'd intended it, but it wasn't bad. It was actually very good, considering it was their first time. If things could only go up from there, then the sex would be incredible later on.

But that was the thing. Later on. Jared wasn't even sure he wanted a 'later on' with Daphne. It had all happened really quickly. And she was just so incredibly sweet and kind and caring. She was so sweet it made his teeth hurt. And he was so wrong for her in so many different ways. He was so afraid of hurting her-other than Johnny Depp's threat-and so afraid of doing something wrong. He liked their friendship and she wouldn't be the first one of his friends he'd slept with. But he got the feeling that she didn't just want to be friends. And neither did he.

Jared's mind was so scrambled; he went into the living room after washing his hands and sat at Terry's laptop, looking at the pictures in the moonlight. He opened the file with her close-up shots and stared at one in particular. She was sticking her tongue out playfully at him. It was her exactly: playful and sweet. She played so many serious characters that he had forgotten how young she actually was. She was only twenty-six.

Johnny's words echoed in his memory as he looked at the next image. Her hair fell gently across her face, giving her a bit of a windswept look. Her eyes connected with the camera and pierced him to his heart. What had he done? How could he do this to someone so sweet and kind and caring? How could he hurt her like this? He knew he was going to hurt her. He knew because he always did. One way or another. In that moment, Jared realized he had to get out.