Chapter 1: Friday Night Lights – Part 1
Jake’s alarm barely had a chance to buzz before he slammed his hand down and rolled over—straight into Emily’s naked. warm body. Sunlight cut across her bare thighs. glinting off a bead of sweat at the hollow of her throat. Jake grinned. breath thick with want. already half-hard and aching from the second he woke up. Emily was waiting for him. a lazy smirk curling on her lips. sheets tangled around her hips.
He slid his hand up her thigh. feeling her legs part instinctively. the heat and slickness between them making his cock twitch.
She pulled him down. hungry. fingers scraping through his short hair. “We’ve got ten minutes before you disappear again,” she whispered against his lips.
“Guess I’ll have to make it count,” he muttered. voice rough with sleep and need.
He pressed inside her in one smooth. deep thrust. the slick. wet heat of her body making both of them gasp. Emily arched. nails biting into his back. their hips meeting hard. again and again. The headboard thumped. the mattress squeaked. and her breathy moans filled the cramped apartment.
Jake fucked her hard and deep. sweat slick on his skin. the musky scent of sex heavy in the air. Every movement was desperate—her thighs squeezing his waist. ankles hooked behind his ass. driving him in deeper. The wet wet slap of each thrust was obscene. bodies slapping. the slap of skin against skin echoing over the panting. the moaning. the way Emily whimpered every time he bottomed out.
He shifted her legs higher. folding her in half. the angle brutal and perfect. She gasped. fingers finding her own clit. rubbing frantically as Jake pounded her. Her cunt fluttered around him. hot and tight. slick with need. and the sound of it made his brain fizz.
“Don’t stop—right there—oh fuck. Jake—”
He rammed into her. watching her face twist as she gushed around him. slick flooding down onto his cock. making everything wetter. messier. filthier. She came with a cry. body shuddering. gripping him tight as her orgasm milked him. her juices coating them both.
He pulled out. flipped her over. dragged her ass up. Emily grinned. flushed. eager. arching for him as he slid in again from behind. The slap of his hips against her ass. the lewd. squelching noise of her soaked cunt. the way she pushed back. greedy for every inch—Jake lost himself in it.
Her hair spilled over her shoulders. sweat trickled down her spine. the room thick with their combined scent—salt. skin. latex. and her sweet. raw arousal. He gripped her hips. drilled her harder. watching her tits bounce with every thrust. her body surrendering to him completely.
