This Is Goodbye–2
“Fuck, baby, I’m going to come.”
That makes me moan and he reacts to the vibrations of my throat with a groan.
“Swallow, okay?”
Oh god, swallow? The thought alone turns me on even more.
“I want you filled with my cum from both ends.”
I nod, because I want that too.
“Open wide for me baby, tap my thigh if it’s too much, okay?”
He grips my hair, titling my head back as he puts his weight on his legs instead of the bed. He holds me still and pumps his hips, fast. The head of his cock slams against the back of my throat and I hold back the need to gag.
I grab onto his legs, but don’t tap.
I force myself to breathe through my nostrils and take his cock even as it stretches my lips. Even with him thrusting, my lips still don’t reach the base of his cock.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck,” He mutters the word with every thrust, and that final one pushes my physical limits.
I cry, muffled, as he forces my head back and slides all the way in. My lips stretch and my throat convulses around him. He yells, coming so hard that it shoots down my throat. He stills, keeping us like that until he finishes pumping all he has left.
The moment he pulls out, I fall onto my hands, coughing as I try to catch my breath. Jake lifts me onto the bed, kissing my cheeks and neck.
“Perfect. That was perfect, baby.”
He lays down on his back, maneuvering me until I’m straddling his face. I hang onto the headboard, my legs trembling as he literally slurps the juices that have began to drip out of me from how turned on it made me to suck him.
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This Is Goodbye–2
I scream, and by the time he makes me come twice, I’m hoarse.
“I have to take you home. Aiden will be here soon,” Jake whispers into my ear as we lay beside each other.
There’s a sadness in his voice and I don’t push him. This is goodbye and never again.
“Okay,” I nod against his chest and stand. He does the same and we dress on opposite sides of the bed in complete silence.
That is until I get my dress on.
“Have you seen my underwear?”
Jake frowns and shakes his head, “No, but I’ll look for them after I drop you off. Here, you
can wear these.”
He throws me a pair of his clean boxers and I put them on without questioning what it means that he so easily gave them to me.
“Thank you.”
By the time we make it to the car, we are both tense. Jake drives his car with his jaw clenched and the muscles in his arm flexing. I want to say something to him, to reassure him that this is the best decision for the both of us, not just me.
“I’m sorry,” is all I manage to whisper, my emotions clouding my rationality.
He shakes his head. “I get it, I’m not the kind of man you should be with.”
“That’s not it.”
He looks over at me, his gaze smoldering. “It’s only that I was born 20 years too early?”
I nod, swallowing. “Partly.”
“You’ll tell me? If Aiden ever treats you bad.”
I shake my head, “He won’t.”
“You put too much trust in that boy. He’s not perfect.”
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I smile, exhaling. “I know that, but if you raised him, he can’t be all that bad.”
His jaw clenches and he tightens his hold on the steering wheel. I find that reaction strange but say nothing as he pulls up to my driveway.
“Thank you, Jake, for everything.”
He nods, stiff.
“I’ll see you around.”
He nods again.
“Jake, come on. You’re not going to say anything?”
“I don’t think there’s anything else to say. From now on I will only know you through Aiden, and I could not think of a worse way to live my days.”
I tilt my head at him, “You’ll find your person, Jake. It’s just not me.”
He nods, and when he doesn’t respond, I take that as my sign. I slide out of my seat and walk inside my house without looking back at him.
My eyes sting with tears but I push down the emotions, only exhaling in relief when I get inside and see that mother isn’t home.
