Raw Desire (16 page)
Authors: Kate Pearce
Ally thought about that and tried to smile. “It's yet another piece of the puzzle, isn't it? People keep trying to tell me that my mom had changed, and it's so hard to believe it.” She kissed Jackson on the nose and laughed. “And then I wonder why no one believes I've changed and I get all pissed about it. You can never really trust an addict, though, can you?”
“You can try,” Jackson whispered.
Ally walked through the garage at Jackson and Rob's house and into the narrow laundry room. It was getting late, but she'd enjoyed her evening with Jackson, especially having his silent support when she'd had to stand up and introduce herself to a meeting hall full of fellow addicts.
Jackson touched her shoulder. “Take off your clothes here and I'll stick them in the wash. They'll be ready for you to wear later.”
“Everything?”
His heated gaze tracked down her body. “Yeah.”
Ally flipped on the light and watched as he started the machine. As she pulled her clothes off, she dropped them into the foamy water. By the time she was naked and closed the lid of the machine, Jackson had disappeared. Ally left her sandals on the cool tile floor and headed into the dark kitchen.
The only light that was on appeared to come from one of the bedrooms, so Ally kept going. A lamp illuminated the white and brown covers on the pristine bed. Jackson's clothes lay in a heap on the floor. The door to the bathroom was open, and she could hear the sounds of the shower going.
She went into the bathroom and paused to admire the view. Jackson was facing away, stripping off his tight white boxers and giving her a perfect view of his ass and long legs. He stretched his arms above his head and groaned, which made all his muscles ripple like silk. He caught sight of her in the mirror and turned slowly around.
“Let's shower.”
She followed him into the small glass shower stall, and he kissed her, his already erect cock nudging her belly. She grabbed the shower gel and poured some on her hands. She couldn't help but start washing his chest. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the wall.
“That's nice, Ally.”
She continued to run her hands over his burnished skin and licked at the droplets of water and used her tongue on his tight brown nipples. His hand moved to her ass, and he slid his fingers between her legs, finding the wetness already there waiting for him.
“Rob said you'd be wet.”
“Did he.”
He drew her head up so that he could look her in the eye. “Yeah. He said I'd need to fuck you while he was away because you'd need it.”
“So this is for Rob's benefit, is it?”
His hand tightened on her hair. “I was going to fuck you anyway. Rob just gave me an extra incentive.” He brought his lips against hers in a slanting kiss, and she let him slide his tongue into her mouth. He kissed like he had sex, with a focused intensity she found irresistible.
She slid her hand down to his shaft, but he pushed her questing fingers away. “There's no hurry. Let's finish the shower first.” He helped her wash her hair, his strong hands making the task easy as he rinsed the soap away.
She put her arms around his neck, and he turned off the shower and carried her out to the bedroom, her legs wrapped around his hips, his shaft sandwiched between them. He dropped her onto the bed and stood looking down at her. “Now suck my cock.” He moved closer, and she knelt on the mattress and carefully took his cock into her mouth. He tasted of the shower gel and himself, a salty familiar flavor that made Ally want to devour him whole. “Do it fast.”
Ally sucked him hard and used her tongue to torment the wet slit at the tip of his crown. He groaned and shoved himself farther into her mouth. His hand tangled in her hair, keeping her where he wanted her, where she wanted to be.
“Yeah, that's good. I'm going to call Rob now.”
Startled, Ally tried to look up at him, but he didn't release his grip.
“I didn't tell you to stop. Keep sucking me.”
From the corner of her eye, she saw him flip open his cell, punch in a number, and place the phone on the pillow beside her head. Rob's sleepy voice suddenly filled the room. “Yeah.”
“It's Jackson. I've got Ally here, too, but she's busy right now.”
“Doing what?”
“Sucking my dick.”
There was a hiss of static and then Rob cursed. “And you're telling me this why?”
“I thought you might like to play along.”
“While you fuck her?”
“Yeah.”
Rob's sigh echoed through the room. “I'm hard just thinking about it.” There was the sound of rustling sheets. “Yeah, I'm really hard.”
“I'm going to fuck her ass first. She's really wet, and I want her begging for it before I finally take her pussy.”
“Jeez.” Rob's voice sounded hoarse now. “I wish I was there to help you out.”
“Tell me what you want me to do to her, and I'll add it to my repertoire.” Jackson rolled his hips just to feel the warm pressure of Ally's mouth on his shaft.
“You do your own thing, buddy, and I'll just listen in and do mine,” Rob eventually said.
“Sure.” Jackson carefully disengaged his dick from Ally's mouth and found the lube he'd placed by the bed. “Turn over, Ally.”
She moved onto all fours, presenting him with the most awesome view of her ass and her sex. Jackson coated his fingers and then his cock and moved closer until the front of his thighs brushed against the curves of Ally's ass.
“I'm going to get her ready for my cock now, Rob.” He slid two oiled fingers into Ally's ass and moved them back and forth, heard her moan. “She likes it. Can you hear her?”
“Yeah . . . make her moan some more.”
Jackson added more fingers, and Ally arched her back, offering him more. “You want me to spank her, Rob?”
“Shit, yeah. She likes it, don't you, Ally?”
Jackson obliged with half a dozen quick slaps to each of Ally's ass cheeks. He paused to admire the effect, felt the fine trembling running through her as he continued to work her with his fingers. His cock ached like he imagined her skin did, and he wanted to shove himself deep and make her scream his name. The thought of Rob listening in made it even better. He imagined Rob sitting up in his hotel bed, one hand gripping his cock, all his attention on the noises issuing from his cell phone.
“Next time one of us goes away, we should set up a video link,” Jackson murmured.
“I'm not sure my heart could take it,” Rob replied. “Are you going to fuck her or just talk about it?”
In answer, Jackson removed his fingers and pressed forward with his latex-covered cock, making Ally gasp and writhe beneath him. He closed his eyes as her tight passage enclosed him and struggled to stop from coming too soon. His whole upper body was now curved over Ally's, and his cell phone was closer so that he could hear Rob's harried breathing as well.
“She likes it, right?”
“Yeah, and she's going to like it even more when I start moving.”
“I've seen you fuck her, Jackson. I know how good it is.”
“You like watching me fuck her?”
“Yeah, I do.”
The thought of Rob watching him made Jackson so hard he just couldn't contain himself anymore. He slid one arm around Ally's waist to anchor himself and pounded into her. She started to pant and moan with every stroke of his cock, and he forgot about Rob and thought only of how much he wanted to please Ally. He cupped her sex and rubbed her clit in time to his thrusts, felt her start to fight him to reach a climax, but she couldn't beat him. He was, Christ he was coming so hard his cock was going to explode.
Ally screamed his name as he poured himself deep inside her, and he heard Rob groan. Jackson slumped over Ally until he got his breath back and then slowly peeled himself off her. “Talk to Rob while I go and wash up, Ally.”
Ally couldn't believe it when Jackson thrust his cell phone into her shaking hand and headed for the bathroom. She rolled over onto her back. She could barely breathe let alone speak, and she knew Jackson would be coming back soon, ready to fuck her again.
“Ally?”
She thought of Rob alone in a strange hotel bed. “Did you come, Rob?”
“Not yet, honey.”
“Jackson will be disappointed.”
“He'll live.” She heard him shift around. “I've got one hand wrapped around my dick, and I'm picturing you lying on that bed, naked, waiting for Jackson to come and nail you again.”
“Are you naked, Rob?”
“I am now. I took my boxers off the moment Jackson called and said you were sucking him.”
“I like sucking you too. I like the way you feel in my mouth and how big you are.”
“Ally . . .”
She kept talking, loving the rough sound of need in his voice, need she'd put there and could add to at will. “I liked it best when I had you both in my mouth. Do you remember that?” She felt her clit throb as if enjoying the memory. “I like it even more when you are both fucking me.”
“God . . .”
She almost thought she could hear the sound of Rob's hand moving on his shaft through the phone.
“I wish I was with you now, Rob. I'd take your hand and your cock and lick and suck you until you came all over me.” She looked up to see Jackson standing beside the bed, his gaze fixed on her face. “Then I'd do it for Jackson too.”
“Ally, you're killing me here,” Rob said.
“It would be awesome. I'd love everyone to see us. Love them to look at us and be so jealous.” Ally shivered as Jackson pushed her knees wide and positioned his cock at the entrance to her sex. “Jackson's about to fuck me now, Rob. The tip of his cock is right up close to my clit.”
Rob groaned. “I'd like to be there so I could lick your pussy.”
“You'd have to lick Jackson's cock as well, because it's right there too.” Ally looked up as Jackson suddenly tensed, and she patted his thigh.
“Hell, I'd lick anything right now if it meant getting us all off. I'm dying here.”
Jackson came into her, and she grabbed hold of his shoulders and held on tight. For long, frenzied minutes, she could think of nothing else but the power of his body plunging into hers, the strength of his grip and the thick hardness of his shaft pumping inside her. She climaxed hard and he just kept going, each thrust a smack of flesh against flesh, his fingers biting into her spanked ass, his mouth capturing and keeping hers in a long, drawn-out, salacious kiss.
She came again and clung on to him even more, her body almost limp with pleasure, her mind reeling from the satisfaction he was giving her. His sudden withdrawal left her gasping and reaching for him. He flipped her over onto her stomach and started again. His hands were rough on her breasts and then on her already swollen and sensitive clit.
“Please, I can't . . .”
He kept going, drawing yet another orgasm from her, narrowing the boundary between pain and pleasure, between flesh and mind, between what she wanted and what seemed unbearable.
She moaned when he pulled out again and flipped her onto her back. He knelt up, grabbed her heels, and positioned them over his shoulders. She couldn't even breathe as he plunged back inside her, the angle so acute that she could do nothing but take it.
She opened her eyes and saw his were closed, his features drawn back in a savage mask of lust as he controlled her with his thrusts and the weight of his body. A tide of extreme pleasure edged with pain radiated through her. She scrabbled to hold on to any part of his flesh apart from his cock and screamed so hard through her orgasm that she hurt her own ears.
Jackson came, too, and his climax seemed to take forever. Each hot spurt dragged out as if he didn't ever want to stop. He collapsed over her, and she took his weight, held his shuddering, twitching body in her arms until he started to relax.
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