Melt

Move day; something Jake wasn’t excitedly looking forward to. But when food and money was payment, of course he would help. And besides, he hasn’t seen Ellie, a childhood friend in a while. Though they’ve been in touch via text and social media, they haven’t seen each other face to face for almost a decade.

Ellie had offered the new space to Jake as a place to stay until the move was done. Though he had to move the couch in if he wanted a cushion to sleep on. So he did, and he slept in an empty room for his first night in Washington. Slowly, he blinked at the white walls and tall ceilings. He felt naked, with no curtains draped over the windows, but luckily, the window sills were over eight feet tall. With that peace of mind, he succumbed to jet lag.

Birds chirped their morning tune, summoning Jake’s consciousness. He deeply inhaled the stale air of a new house, which he completely forgot about. With a great exhale, he slowly got his bearings. A jolt went through his heart when he heard the jingling of keys. He failed in his attempt to get up, because his foot got stuck in the blanket. The thud reverberated in the empty room. The claws of the key raked through the lock, and the door opened. Ellie’s eyebrows raised as a smile crept onto her lips. Jake looked up at her below his brow as his face stayed embarrassingly glued to the hardwood floor.

“Just laugh already.” His covered face was all it could get out, sounding muffled.

Perhaps it was the sun, or the fact he hadn’t seen her in person in a long time. The light behind her highlighted her red hair that was held back with a claw clip, creating a silhouette of her toned legs that were wrapped inside her dark purple leggings. She wore a turquoise shirt sleeve underneath her cropped no-sleeve vest. Ellie was more beautiful than he remembered.

The freckles on her cheeks curved with her smile, hiding her hazel eyes for an instant. Her face barely had any makeup, if any. Today, she wore her usual mascara.

“Did you find the couch last night?” she said with a giggle. “Looks like you were so close.”

Jake finally peeled himself off the floor, sitting on his butt. Compared to her, he wasn’t ready for an outing—a worn, white muscle shirt, paired with light-grey, constricting shorts that cut just above his knees.

Another deep exhale escaped him as he said: “The floor’s better for your back, anyway.” Scratching the back of his head as he looked around.

“God,” she spoke in reverie. “You have not changed.” She leaned back through the door towards the outside to grab a bag. Jake couldn’t help but look at her ass, which the sun helped highlight the curves. Once she stood upright again, he looked out the window. “You’ve been working out though, you look. . .” she flexed her arms, mocking a pose. “Pretty swol, bro,” she said, puffing her cheeks out before laughing again.

Jake couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of her. “You haven’t changed much, either.” He slowly got up, using his knee to help prop himself to his feet. “I love what you’ve done with the place.”

He walked towards her, reaching out his hand for her to hand the bag over. When she transferred the bag to him, he noticed there were plenty more at the doorstep.

“Do I look like someone that would just have a couch in their living room?”

“No, you seem more like the I like long walks on the beach kind of person.”

She lightly punched his arm. Ellie would always do that when the joke was good, but usually a good indicator that the subject needs to change.

“So what job’s been paying you enough to get a house by yourself?”

“You wouldn’t guess it.” She said playfully.

“No. . .” Jake held a silence to drag out suspense. “You send feet pics to a Saudi Arabian prince.”

Her jaw dropped while the corners of her mouth still tried to smile, revealing her perfect teeth.

“You are unbelievable! I, for the record, will never do that. Ever!”

“Well, the payout is pretty good, just in case you were wondering.”

“I could see that.” She picked up more bags, handing them to him, then picked up the rest and closed the door. “So what have you been up to? Besides selling feet pics. . . to your uncle?” she joked, her face scrunched as if she was confused.

“Second cousin, twice removed,” he corrected. “But I’ve been doing some door-to-door sales stuff.”

Ellie let out a titter. “The most introverted person I know is going outside, out of the comfort of his bubble, to sell stuff?” She slowly nodded her head with an impressed look on her face. “You have come a long way, Jake. But that explains why you’ve been online more.”

She walked to the kitchen, and Jake followed. He hadn’t had the time to look around the house. When his plane landed last night, he Ubered to her apartment to grab the couch. She left the key under the doormat for him because she would most likely be working that night, which she was in the confines of her apartment. She just had enough time to help with the couch in the back of her father’s truck, which he let her borrow. Then went back, not really giving them time to catch up. Which was fine. Jake was tired from traveling.

He set his set of bags right next to where Ellie put hers on the counter.

“Work in the morning and you get the entire night off; kinda thing.” He leaned his hip on the counter, which leveled just below his butt. “I also get to work on my own schedule, which is a huge plus, but I’m commissions only so I still gotta get out.”

“You’re lucky. I practically work six days a week, but hourly.” She turned to him after rummaging through the bags, realizing how tall he had grown since they last met.

“And what was it that you do?”

His question broke her out of her reminiscence. “I’m an accountant for a tech company.”

“That explains the house,” he said, pursing his lips and nodding his head.

Jake crossed his arms, flashing a wave of muscle on his forearms. He had toned arms. Her eyes tracing the faint outline of his veins. Her bottom lip curled in to meet her teeth as she turned back away. She never knew a shaggy-haired guy like Jake could be so handsome. His jawline was more defined than she last remembered, now that she recalled.

It was a few years after their graduation when she moved away. But the Instagram pictures and FaceTime did no justice to who he was in front of her.

“Can you find the bread? You might’ve had the bag that had it.”

He turned and searched the bags he brought in, which were the majority of them. Her eyes couldn’t help but look at the definition of his triceps as they flexed.

“Here it is,” he said, making her heart jump.

“Great! How does French Toast sound?”

Barely any dish had to be washed with Ellie’s brilliant planning. All they had to do was throw away the disposable plates and plastic utensils, then they were done. Jake helped unpack the rest of the groceries and stowed away the reusable bags.

“What’s next? It’s 09:34 in the morning, and a lot of moving to do.”

“The move’s next, duh.” She grabbed her keys from her pocket and headed towards the front door. “Get dressed in something comfortable and weather resistant. Forecast tells of rain.”

“Yes, dungeon master. I shall roll to see how I fare against the water deity.”

She chuckled and opened the door. He shot a glance at her ass again, but quickly looked away once he noticed she turned her head. Did she catch him checking her out? Silence met his uncertainty about whether she’d noticed him.

A deep breath escaped him, figuring it was a close call. He found his luggage where he left it behind the couch. Jake figured if Ellie was heading to her car, he could change real quick where he was. He started to peel his shirt off when the door opened again. Ellie’s words crashed in her throat as she saw his firm abs and chest. Her lips sealed into a thin line. As he took off his shirt, she cleared her throat and left the door to a crack.

“You know there’s a thing called privacy,” said Jake, grabbing another shirt.

“There’s a bathroom you could’ve gone into, or a room!”

“Too much work,” he joked. Jake grabbed a pair of jeans and walked to the hallway. “But I’ll follow the rules this once, I guess.”

After putting on a more appropriate outerwear for the forecasted weather, Jake met Ellie at her car. Because it was dark out when he arrived, he didn’t notice the large tree that stood on her front lawn. Though the leaves had fallen off for the season, it seemed to provide good coverage of the front of her house.

When he approached the passenger side, his head slowly nodded as he rounded the hood.

“Subaru. . . Legacy?” he guessed.

“It’s a 2016, but still kicks ass on the road.”

“Did you have to choose between a new house and a car? I, personally, would’ve pulled the trigger on a car. Your apartment seemed perfectly okay.”

“What are you trying to say?” she asked rhetorically as she stepped into her driver’s seat.

“I’m just saying with boo-hoo bucks, I’d get a nice-er whip.”

“This was my first car, though. I’m attached to it,” she said, rubbing the steering wheel.

Watching her slender fingers stroke the wheel made Jake look away before he got any ideas.

The car hummed to life as she twisted the key in the ignition. She started backing out, the both of them looking in either direction to make sure it was safe.

“We grabbin’ your dad’s truck?” Jake asked.

“Are you kidding?” she began driving forward down the street. “That would take days if we did it that way. I rented a U-Haul to fit most, if not all, of my stuff. Which shouldn’t be much.”

“If you’re sentimental about this car, I don’t think you and I have the same definition for shouldn’t be much.”

“Okay, it might be a decent amount. But it should all fit. I got a medium-sized one.”

“For once in our adventuring lives, I’ll trust you on this one.”

“That’s right! Your character’s life’s in my hands.” She mocked an evil laugh.

Jake noticed her perfume and the sweet smell of her hair. Sitting so close was intoxicating to him. He rolled the window down a bit and stared out of it.

Pulling into a lot full of U-Haul trucks, she found her way to the office building. Once they entered, the employees greeted them. While Ellie finalized the rental, Jake wandered around, his gaze drawn to every nook and cranny of the space. When he got farther away, he turned to a wall and began fidgeting with the products. Slowly, his eyes crept their gaze to her, but a voice in his head asked him what he was doing, and turned away.

“Jake,” she called to him. “We’re good to go.”

“Are we gonna leave your car here?” he asked, keeping the door opened for her.

“I was thinking that you could actually drive the U-Haul and you can follow me. . .” her eyes winced, practically begging for approval.

Jake let out a deep sigh before saying. “Fine. I’ll allow it. Just this once, though!”

“Yes!” she said excitedly, jumping into the air. “I knew I could count on you.”

She tossed the key to him, jabbing his shoulder after he caught it.

“What if I get pulled over?”

She tilted her head, not expecting it to be an issue. “Don’t.”

The drive from the U-Haul lot wasn’t too far from her apartment. It was the parking of the truck that proved the most challenging.

But they made it work.

Jake opened the back of the truck. With an elevated position, he looked at the sky in the distance. An enormous cloud would soon roll over them and start to rain. He peeled off some layers of his clothing, knowing it was gonna get hot and sweaty. He got down to his short sleeve and called it good.

He noted how lucky the move was since her apartment sat on the first floor.

“We’re in and we’re out.” She said, opening her door.

Jake hopped down and followed her in. He noticed she took off her vest, revealing the Santa Cruz logo on her shirt.

She piled boxes as high as the roughly nine-foot ceiling. If the boxes weren’t there, it’d be spacious—this place had it all, ceiling fan, tall windows, a large island complimenting the marble kitchen countertops—all this for one person. He still questioned why she would move out of this apartment since it was pretty nice and very affordable with her income.

“Seriously, I would’ve chosen a better car,” he said, after his training thought.

“I’ll just get both to shut you up.”

“Okay, lady big-wig.” he mocked.

The two laughed as they picked up the boxes. To his surprise, it wasn’t heavy; setting an expectation that it was going to be easy. While he carried two boxes at a time, Ellie managed one. He wanted to give her shit for it, but decided it would be best not to.

He was already breaking a sweat, his arms glistening in the sunlight, and beads dripping from his brow and his chin. They had made tremendous progress, and the U-Haul was halfway full.

“Can you help me with my bed?” she asked. “I think I should at least get that in the house.”

She made her way to her room. Jake followed closely behind her. Once they entered, a sweet scent blasted him. To his surprise, her room was neat. Not that he expected it not to be. She still had a few things to pack, but most of it was in boxes or suitcases. Luckily, her bed was a queen-sized mattress, and it lay on the floor with bedsheets and blankets haphazardly covering it.

“Wow, floor mattress.” Jake pointed out.

“Would you rather we be stuck here for a couple hours unscrewing my bed frame?” Her eyebrows raised, testing his wit. But he had none at that moment. “I thought so.”

“Well, if it’s just a queen, I can lift myself if you wanna grab your bed frame.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yupp!” he choked out as he lifted the mattress.

He felt the strain in his forearms from gripping the mattress, but he had a good grip on it. As he lifted the mattress out, he caught a glimpse of her staring at him, but it wasn’t his face she stared at. Not letting the momentum die, however, he rushed out to the U-Haul and set it down with an exhausted exhale. Ellie had followed close behind with a good amount of her bed frame.

“I just really wanted to say thank you again,” she said, nearly dropping the contents under her arm. “You can’t imagine how much this means to me.”

“Seriously, don’t mention it. I’ll have to ask you to return the favor once I move out of my mansion.”

Ellie knew his words were sincere. An idea sparked in her mind as she set down the boards.

“You know what? I’ll grab some snacks and drinks when we’re done.”

“Chipotle sounds pretty good.”

“No, I’m talking about the good ol’ day kinda snacks. Totino’s pizza and those pizza rolls.”

“I gotta count macros and what not, and I find Chipotle really doesn’t affect it that much.”

“Oh fuck your macros, dude. You’re allowed to have a cheat day. Isn’t that how it works?”

He felt no use arguing. Ellie always had a way of doing what she wanted.

Their loading made a steady finish. The sun had just peaked, but the clouds rolled in. Jake closed the truck and locked it. Ellie finished locking up her apartment, and caught up to him before he reached the driver’s seat of the truck.

“Aren’t you glad that I sold most of my furniture?”

“I was actually gonna say—ground mattress, ground TV—it looked like you bummed off of unemployment.”

Ellie burst out in laughter. “Hey! If you do it right, unemployment can get you big bucks.”

“Yeah,” his tone drew out, not agreeing with her sentiment. “Let’s make sure the taxpayers don’t hear you say that.”

She kept walking to her car, which wasn’t far on the other side of the street, as Jake stopped at the door of the U-Haul truck. He opened the door and climbed in. Before he started the truck, he watched Ellie’s hips as she walked.

“God dammit. . . what the hell am I doing?” he whispered to himself, finally twisting the key.

The two made their way to her new house. It wasn’t anymore than a twenty-minute drive. Clouds completely covered the sun, greying the environment. Jake had sworn he saw a few droplets on his windshield, but dismissed it because of how small they were.

Thanks to his first attempt, ever, at backing up the U-Haul, he had an easier time. Since he knew how the load was, the unloading shouldn’t be any more difficult. It was pretty easy. He saw Ellie give a little more effort, making the process go faster.

“And just like that, we’re done!” she said, collapsing on her couch. Her chest heaved, and sweat built on her forehead.

Jake looked no different, setting down the last few boxes. However, his shirt was drenched. The neckline was dark and triangular shaped, with its point going between his pecs. He let out a relaxing sigh, dusting off his hands.

“Yeah, I don’t think I got any more juice left in me.”

He dragged his feet to the couch and collapsed on the other side.

“Don’t tap out just yet,” she said, sitting up. “We have one more thing to do.”

After returning the U-Haul, they drove down to a grocery store. They ensured they filled their bags with snacks—the promised Totino’s pizzas and rolls, off-brand sodas, and a couple cases of hard seltzers—the ultimate, low budget celebration kit. As they walked out with all their groceries, the rain came down. They ran to Ellie’s car for shelter, laughing as they tried to stay dry from the rain. They slammed their doors and threw the bags in the backseat.

“God!” Ellie exclaimed. “This brings back so many memories.”

“Except we didn’t have a car, and we ran miles to any of our houses.”

“To the good ol’ days, right?”

Her smile was contagious. There was a sweet smell, Jake noticed. It wasn’t her perfume, but perhaps the smell of her sweat. He moved uncomfortably in his seat.

“You alright, dude?” she asked, twisting the key.

“Yeah,” he blurted out quickly. “I’m just getting tired. Time zones got me fucked up.”

“You’re, like, maybe an hour ahead. It’s not that bad.”

“Do you remember how you would always complain about daylight savings?”

Her jaw dropped while the corners of her mouth still curled, forcing back a smile. “I actually don’t care.” She said, punching his arm again.

She drove out of the parking lot, and they made their way back to her new house. The windshield wipers wasted no time in clearing the droplets. However, the rain kept getting worse. Winds started to pick up, slamming the raindrops into her car.

“When’s your boyfriend gonna move in?” Jake blurted, breaking the silent cadence.

“Actually,” Ellie began, wincing at the memories. “We broke up almost a month ago.”

“That explains why you came back to the sessions after a few months of absence.”

“Yeah, it wasn’t the best relationship I soon found out.”

“What happened? If I may ask. . .”

At first, she was silent. She tapped her finger after making a right turn, as if she was gathering her thoughts. “He was super controlling, didn’t really let me do anything with my life. I couldn’t play with my friends, as you noticed, and I practically had a curfew. When I got offered a promotion, he wanted me to reject it because he wanted to control the finances, he wanted to be the breadwinner—I don’t know, something about feeling little when his woman makes more money than him. So I broke up with him, and now I’m finally getting the chance to enjoy myself again.”

“Hey,” he rubbed her shoulder gently so he didn’t distract her. “Good for you, Ellie. You deserve to be happy.”

“Thanks. . . Seriously, I’m so happy to have a great friend like you.”

“Well I feel like you’re an alright friend for me.” he joked. Ellie gave him another jab in the arm. “But seriously, fuck that guy!”

“Yeah, fuck that guy.”

“No, I need you to shout it. FUCK THAT GUY!”

“FUCK THAT GUY!”

The two screamed, and Jake saw her posture relax as a smile crept on her face. They laughed for a good minute.

Once they reached her house, they rushed in. They both got soaked from the downpour. He took a glance at her and found her shirt rippling around her hard nipples. He made his way to the kitchen sink to distract himself while Ellie fired up the oven. She had set a couple of pizzas on one baking sheet, and most of a bag of pizza rolls on another. Jake put ice in two cups, pouring the seltzers into both of them. He anticipated the sodas going to waste tonight.

He handed her a cup as they made their way to the living room. He brought a case of seltzers to the couch so they wouldn’t have to go back and forth. She had him help set up the TV. Luckily, it was a smart TV, so it had plenty of streaming services. But they settled on fantasy tavern music on YouTube in the dark.

“Finally, we can catch up without life getting in the way,” said Ellie, taking a large swig of her drink. She let out a satisfying sigh. “Do you have a girlfriend? I never see you with anyone.”

“Ouch.” he said sarcastically. “Well, I’ve dabbled in relationships, but not. . .” his head bobbed side to side. “I haven’t been in a serious one.” Jake took a large sip of his own.

“I’d figure a guy like you would have someone. You seem like the charming type.”

“Okay, now I feel like you’re gaslighting me. Do you even know who I am?” He chuckled at his own question. He watched as Ellie’s lips curled into a smile before pressing her cup to her lips. “I don’t have Tinder, or any dating apps. I don’t go outside enough to make relationships with people. But there was one sale I had that had a smoking hot mom.”

“Okay, milk-man.”

“That’s what they call me.”

The two laughed.

Day had given way to dusk. But the dark clouds made it feel later. It was only six in the afternoon. The rain pounded the windows, but the tavern music made it feel surreal and somewhat magical.

They had several drinks, and a couple bites to eat. The two talked about everything they missed from each other — laughing at their own stories, congratulating their successes—they’ve caught up after a case and a half of hard-seltzers.

Ellie let out a deep sigh. “Could I sit closer to you?”

Jake lifted his arm to allow her to be under it. “Don’t blame me if I smell.”

“You smell fine,” she slurred, inching her way closer to him. She dabbed her head against his chest to make sure it was okay. Jake made no reaction, so she lay her head fully on him.

As she got close, he could smell her again. The sweet scent of her body had aroused his drunken state. He took another drink and exhaled.

“Don’t be breathing on my neck like that. I’m sensitive there.” She spoke through smiling teeth, drinking her last drop.

“I can’t control it,” he replied. “I’m a mouth-breather when I’m tipsy. But if you can figure out how to shut me up, then go for it.”

She turned her head to look up at him. Their eyes locked, lost in the mazes of their iris’. The lighting of the TV flickered on their skin. Ellie leaned in to kiss him, catching him by surprise. She leaned back, looking back into his eyes to see if it was the right thing to do.

And it was.

Jake didn’t let her get away, pursuing her with a kiss of his own. Their lips clashed passionately.

His hand brushed up and down the back of her arm, making her lean in more into her kiss. Her hands moved onto his arm, tracing the veins with her fingertips. Ellie felt his hand move from her arm down to her hips and on to her thighs.

Her body felt feverish against his. Their erotic breaths only made them hornier. Her hand helped guide his to her breasts, where he groped them roughly. He began playing with her nipple, causing her to moan between kisses. Her hand made its way down his stomach and to his cock, which was already getting hard. Teasing the tip of his dick, his body squirmed. The corners of her lip curled as she felt his cock fully erect.

“I didn’t know you were packing.” She said, her words slightly slurring.

“I think it’s pretty average.”

She leaned back onto the couch, still under his arm, as her hand slipped into his trousers, feeling the warmth of his cock. She bit her lip, stroking him gently, and stared into his eyes. His cock throbbed in her hand at every pass. The eye contact, and the sight of her hands on his dick, was hot.

Ellie began playing with his pre-cum that accumulated at the tip of his penis, using it to lubricate her fingertip as she swirled it around the head. Jake let out a gasp as she passed his frenulum.

“I guess I found your sensitive spot,” she said, repeatedly rubbing her middle finger over the spot.

Jake wasn’t able to use his quick wit. He was subdued by the pleasure he was receiving from Ellie. He refused to lose. His hand found its way between her legs, rubbing against the outside of her pussy through her leggings.

Her hand stuttered on his cock, and her breath shivered with ecstasy. The warmth of it spread blissfully on his face. His cock throbbed, moving her hand with it.

“Oh!” she said, surprised.

“It’s thinking on its own.”

“Well, let me go talk to it.” Ellie slipped out of his grasp, snaking her way down between his legs. She helped remove his trousers, sat between his legs. “Hello,” she spoke to his cock. Her warm breath warranted another bead of pre-cum. “Nice to meet you.”

Almost both her hands were the size of his dick. She stared at it, admiring its size. Her hands glided up and down his shaft with a loose grip, feeling every vein with every stroke. Eventually, her lips touched it, making it throb. She kissed it from the base and worked her way up to the tip. Each smack of her lips against his cock made him moan in anticipation.

Finally, her lips went around the tip of his dick. His hands combed through her hair, gently grabbing a good amount as her tongue swirled.

“Fuck.” He moaned.

“Mmmm.” she reciprocated.

The warmth of her hand at the base of his cock, and the pleasure at the tip, was almost enough to make him cum. But he peeled her away just in time.

“You’re gonna make me cum.”

“Is that so?”

She tried to wrap her mouth around his throbbing shaft, but he stopped her.

“My turn, actually.”

Jake picked her up off the ground and slammed her on the couch. She let out a playful yelp, followed by laughter. He crawled over her like a lion over its prey, kissing her again. She let his lips travel to her cheek, down to her jawline, then her neck. A moan escaped her, telling him to stay there, so he did. He kissed both sides of her neck, caressing her breast with one hand while the other kept him upright. The scent of her drove him further over the edge.

He lifted the shirt that constrained his play, revealing her pale, petite body in the warm glow of the TV screen. Each kiss traveled downward again, down to her perky breasts. While his hand grabbed one, his mouth sucked on the other.

“Mmmm.” she let out again. Her legs rubbed together while she took off her shirt.

His hand reached down and grabbed her ass, then caressing further down her leg with a massaging grip. It crossed to go between her legs, then went up with the same amount of pressure to her crotch. She opened her legs, allowing him to fully rub her pussy. His teeth playfully nipped at her tit, but she liked it. The squeeze on his arm confirmed it. So he gave the other nipple the same treatment. Her soft skin was heavenly as his hands caressed her down.

Ellie pushed his head down, wanting him to eat her out. He stuck out his tongue and let it glide from her breast down to her stomach, then he took off her leggings. He hadn’t even finished taking them off when he inserted his fingers into her dripping, shaved pussy.

She let out a gasp. She couldn’t tell what she was doing, but it was working. Her back arched, and she felt his breath close to her clit. Ellie could feel his tongue only lick her pussy once. She lowered herself back onto the couch and looked down at him. He fixed his gaze. He wanted to see her reaction as he sucked on her clit and finger her pussy. Her mouth O’d, and her eyebrows furrowed in pleasure.

She bit her bottom lip as she hummed in pleasure. Her hand gripping the arm of the couch while the other grabbed her breast. Her body moved like a wave as his tongue attacked her clit and his fingers raked her G-Spot. The close smell of her sex made him realize he was dripping pre-cum.

“Oh god!” she exclaimed in pure pleasure. “I’m cumming!”

Hearing those words only made Jake more aggressive. Her thighs slowly closed, squishing his head in between. But he didn’t mind it; he kept going until she came. Both her hands grabbed hold of his hair, pulling him deeper into her crotch as she climaxed.

“Oh, fuck!” Her breaths stuttered, a deep breath between each one until she came down from her high. A wide smile crept on her face as she used her arm to cover it. A laugh escaped her.

“What’s so funny?” he asked, rearing his head back. His speech finally slurred.

“You’re pretty fucking good at that. You’re the only person that made me. . . cum like that,” she whispered the last bit.

“There are some good tutorials out there.”

“Take me seriously!” Ellie sprang up and threw another jab at his chest. The soft, yet firmness sparked another wave of horniness through her—it spread like wildfire. Something about a muscular man fucking her wildly.

Slowly, her hand brushed down his abs and down to the tip of his penis. She loved playing with his pre-cum, using it against him. Inching closer to him, she got close enough to feel the warmth of his cock on her thigh. Her hand wrapped around the nape of his neck to pull his head close to hers until his ear was by her lips. Pushing his dick into her thigh, she did slow strokes. She could feel the veins of his hard cock in her hand. His hip swayed with every tug.

“Fuck me,” she whispered in his ear.

The words were like a spell. He hadn’t even noticed she removed her leggings. He pushed her down back onto the couch. Spreading her legs, he began rubbing the bottom of his cock against her wet pussy.

Ellie slowly licked her lips in anticipation. All the ridges on his cock bumped into her clit. Just after cumming, it was super sensitive. Something about hearing their sex rub against each other drove her nuts. She looked down at his snaking dick.

“Please, fuck me, Jake.”

Jake’s ass reared further back, allowing the tip of his penis to kiss her pussy. He couldn’t tease her anymore, but one last one before he got serious. Slowly, he put his cock in her. The warmth of her pussy wrapped around him. She gasped as her hand gripped the arm of the couch again.

When she looked down between her legs, she gulped as she clenched her teeth when she found he was only halfway in. If he kept going, he would reach her cervix before he could put himself entirely in. And as that thought passed, the tip of his cock reached it. It felt oddly pleasant for her, and Jake felt it as her pussy squeezed his cock.

He leaned himself over her, using the arm of the couch as leverage as he thrusted into her. Ellie’s hand felt the muscle around his rib cage, moving her hip in the rhythm of his thrusts.

He started to go harder.

Her hands traveled to his back, digging her nails into his skin, and her legs wrapped around his waist.

“Oh, fuck,” said Jake.

Her pussy tightened around his cock more. Ellie was about to orgasm again. Her erotic humming in his ear told him to keep hitting the same spot, so he did. Like a machine, he pounded her pussy until her body shook and her mouth gaped in pleasure.

Jake leaned back as she released him. He couldn’t help but slowly thrust to help her ride her orgasm, waving his hips to hit multiple angles every time. His cock could feel multiple contractions inside her, making him feel as if he could cum right in her. Just the thought made him feel more blood rush to his penis.

He grabbed the back of her knees and pushed them towards her chest, creating a different angle for his dick. Her mouth opened again. Her eyes watched as his stomach formed abs with every sway of his hip. The way his cock was going in, he was using the bottom of her pussy as leverage to push it against her G-Spot.

Ellie felt as if she could cum again.

His hand let go of one of her legs to play with her clit. Her arm hooked around the back of her knee to keep the angle as his thumb pressed hard against her clit.

“Mmmm. Fuck me, please.”

His cock could only get so hard, but his thrusting, however, could go harder. Which he did. Their skin smacked against each other. The angle they held felt euphoric for the both of them. But Jake pulled out. His cock throbbing crazily, dripping with pre-cum and ejaculate.

“I don’t wanna cum yet,” he figured.

Her tongue brushed the bottom of her lip as she said. “I got an idea.”

She bounced herself off the couch, grabbing his cock and pulling him along with it until they reached the wall by the windows. She spread her legs as she leaned against it.

Jake still needed some time before pounding her again, so he decided more foreplay would do. His fingers slid up and down the slit of her pussy. Her hips slowly moved forward and back with every pass.

“Ooooh.” escaped her lips.

Her teeth bit into the bottom lip to subdue any moans until she felt his cock again. Eventually, his fingers slipped in. His cock rubbed between her legs as he fingered her. Her hand slipped down, pressing his cock against her mound of Venus. The way his cock felt in her hands sent chills up her spine, making her nipples hard.

As his hips moved back, she pushed down on his cock, guiding it into her pussy. The insertion made her arch her back, and a moan escaped her. This angle was deeper. She felt as if his dick would go through her cervix.

First, he started slow. Their hips moving to the rhythm of each other again. Jake grabbed her arms by the elbow and moved her to the window.

“Jake!” she barked. “The neighbors will see.”

He felt her pussy clamp down on him. “They can’t see. The tree’s in the way.”

Ellie noticed he was right, for the most part. But the off chance that someone could, turned her on even more.

His hips thrusted again. Holding on to her arms allowed him full control for his perpetual pounding. Soon, he let go of her arms one at a time, letting her brace her hands against the cold glass. He worked his way up from her neck to undo the clip she had on and grabbed a good amount of hair and pulled. Her head reared back, her neck and shoulder vulnerable to his kisses. Shortly after, he smacked her ass. The impact made her squeeze harder around his cock for a moment, so he did it again.

Jake’s relentless pounding from behind pushed her chest into the glass. Her nipples were stiff against the rain beaten window. Her exposure flipped something new inside of her, something she liked.

“Just like that, Jake.” she moaned.

And before she knew it, she was cumming again. Her legs shook, finally realizing she was on the tip of her feet.

“Where do you want me to cum?” asked Jake. Never slowing down.

“Anywhere, I don’t care.” Ellie barely knew what she was saying, lost in ecstasy.

As much as he would love to cum inside her, he didn’t want to take the chance.

“Let me see your tits,” he decided.

Ellie turned around, whipping her hair behind her back. She used her biceps to push her tits up to his cock. Watching him jack off in front of her made her legs rub together as if her pussy was longing for his dick already.

“Oh fuck, you’re so hot,” he said, feeling the pressure build at his cock.

Her eyes lifted to his, her mouth hung open. She stuck her tongue out to complete the image. In that split second, he changed his mind. He wanted to paint the canvas that was her face. But he already started to ejaculate onto her chest.

Jake stepped forward to get closer to her. His cock pulsing as the rest exploded onto her face. For the most part, it stayed on her face. Ropes of cum spontaneously splattered her face. She giggled as it kept coming, closing her eyes with a wide smile as her face got covered in his ejaculate.

“Holy fuck!” she said. Surprised at the amount of cum he could produce. “Have you been holding back recently?”

“Actually,” he said between his pantings. “I was doing this sperm retention experiment, so I couldn’t jack off, but I edged to ease the urge.”

Her tongue licked the cum that covered her lips. She liked the taste of his—using her fingers to scoop more into her mouth, then wiped away any that covered her eyes.

“That’s what makes you cum like that?” she said, crawling towards his still throbbing cock.

She kissed the base and glided her lips along his shaft. Her hazel eyes looked up at him, watching as the tip of his tongue licked his lips.

“Fuck.” The word escaped him in a whisper.

He used his fingers to curl her hair behind her ear and watched as her tongue curled underneath his cock. A large throb threw her off her track, making her hold it again. She cleaned him up, sucking hard and deep.

“Mmm.” she moaned, her head bobbing on his dick. Her other hand played with his balls, making his legs shake as she blew him.

Her lips smacked as she stopped, her hand slowly stroking his shaft with a twist in her wrist. “I think I’m getting hungry.” She said, releasing him.

“I was actually thinking the same thing,” said Jake. Taking the time to sit down next to her. He felt his erection go down as he breathed slower. “Might be time for a water break.” He said, grabbing another hard seltzer.

Ellie had grabbed her shirt off the ground to wipe off his cum off her body and face. “Can I have one too?”

Jake handed her the one he opened and grabbed another one. He took a big sip with her and lay down on the ground. Ellie followed him and snuggled close to him, wrapping her leg across his hip.

“Is this alright?” she asked.

“I, personally, have no problem with it.” He smiled at her as she wrapped his arm around her head to bring it closer to his chest.

“Are we. . . still okay?” she asked, worried that this would ruin their friendship.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we’re not even in a relationship, and I don’t know about you, but I just had the greatest sex of my life.”

“I can dido that,” he agreed with her. “But I don’t think this is gonna affect us. If anything, I wanna take us. . . seriously.”

Ellie’s head shot up from his arm, her soft hair fell and brushed against his skin. Her eyes locked onto his. He feared he’d said the wrong thing.

“Would you date me?”

At first, Jake quickly calculated his words. “Honestly, I’ve liked you for a while now,” he said, the alcohol bringing the truth out of him. “But you felt so out of reach that I thought I didn’t have a chance.”

“God, I’m so stupid.” Her head shook while her eyes forcibly shut. “You were right in front of me this entire time, and I just. . . didn’t see you.” She took another swig of her drink. “Maybe I dreaded it would change our friendship.”

“We can’t be stuck in the past.” Jake said quickly, hoping to reassure her. “Look how far we’ve come, how much we’ve learned to get to where we are now. I was afraid too, if that makes you feel any better, afraid that I’d lose you.”

A smile crept onto her lips again as she rested her head back on his chest. Her fingers played between his pecs. Their bodies were still hot from fucking.

“Well, I wanna take us seriously, too.” She finally said.

Her finger made its way to his nipple, making his body jolt. He felt blood start to swell in his penis again. She felt it erect, pressing against her leg. The two smiled at each other and decided another round would be nice. . .