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“Everything okay?” Jack asked as soon as we were alone.“I was going to ask you,” I said. “Did you talk to Pete any more before I texted you?” “No,” Jack said, shaking his head. “I wanted to call him an asshole and maybe even hit him for upsetting you like that, but I know it’s really my fault for not telling you everything.” “Maybe,” I admitted. “But he’s still being an asshole to you. Is he always like that?” “Pretty much. I really didn’t want him to be part of this. I just keep thinking about all the things I should’ve said or done differently, or not at all.”I softened then, realizing how much Jack was beating himself up. I stood and stepped closer to him, my hands coming to his chest. “It’s okay,” I told him. “Yeah?” he asked, searching my eyes for the truth.I nodded. “I’m not really mad about any of it. I was just surprised, I guess. But Claire told me about how it all happened, and I just appreciate how you were trying to do this for me. To make me happy.” “That’s all it was,” he affirmed.“I know. I believe you.”Jack pulled me in and kissed me deeply. My hands slid over his chest as his fingers dug into my hip, his other hand cupping my cheek. He moaned, and I wondered if he was tasting Claire in my mouth. We were both breathing hard when I finally pressed back on Jack’s chest to end the kiss. I felt and looked at his hard length pressing into my stomach and ached to feel him inside of me again. But there was still something else bothering me. “What about what you said before, about not feeling sure if you want to share me anymore?” Jack swallowed. “I guess I do sort of feel like that. But maybe it’s equal parts feeling turned on and feeling possessive and jealous.” I smiled. “Well, I only want to do any of it if you want it, too.” “Yeah?” I nodded. “A big part of the turn-on for me would be knowing that you’re there watching, wanting me to do all of it, and telling me what you do and don’t want me to do. If you isvecbahis think you’d just feel stressed or pissed the whole time, or if you’re only going along because you think it’s what I want, then we should just go.” Jack took a moment to think, but then shook his head. “No, I want this for you. Watching you with Claire was so fucking hot. Seeing the other guys getting hard and jerking off to you was such a fucking turn on. Knowing how much they want you. But you’re mine.” “I am?” I asked, playfully. Biting my lip.He smiled back. “Aren’t you?” I laughed. All the worry and thoughts I’d been having about not wanting to let things get too serious with Jack were still there, swirling in my mind. But at that moment, I realized it was a moot point, because I already knew how I really felt. “I want to be.” There was that flash of light in Jack’s eyes again. I felt his fingers digging into my hips again. “Then you are,” he breathed, pulling me in and kissing me again, hard. I moaned into his mouth and pulled him closer, my hands sliding up to his neck, behind his head, combing into his hair and tugging. I started winding one of my legs around him, needing to feel more of him, wanting to wrap my body around his. Jack groaned and cursed, his hands sliding down to my ass and squeezing, then lifting me and turning me around to sit me up on the desk. I whimpered, my arms and legs wrapping around him, squeezing, my nails digging into his back and ass. He held the backs of my thighs, holding my legs around him and grinding against me. “Fuck,” I gasped, pulling back just slightly to look down at his hard cock pressing against me. Jack’s mouth slid over my cheek to my ear, sucking and nibbling, then to my neck. “I want you so fucking much, Jess,” he breathed. “Ohhh god,” I moaned, reaching to stroke him. “I want you, too. I love the way you fuck me. I always think about feeling your cock inside of me. When I’m at home and touching isveçbahis giriş myself, or playing with one of my toys, I always think about your cock.” “Fuck!” Jack pulled back from my neck to grab his cock, rubbing it along my slit.But just as he was about to push into me, I held him back, pressing a hand against his chest. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “Want me to get a condom?” “No,” I shook my head, smiling. “I think I want them to watch you fuck me, though. I want them to see how much you turn me on. And how hard you make me come when you’re inside me.” Jack growled, squeezing my ass, his fingers digging in again. I bit my lip and moaned with him, smiling. “Would that be okay?” He nodded right away, smiling. “Yeah, that would be okay,” he chucked, kissing me again. I laughed a little too as he kissed me, squeezing around him again, affectionately. When Jack pulled back again, he asked, “Want me to call them back in here, then?” I shook my head coyly. “No, we can go join them out by the pool. It was a bit of a tight squeeze in here, anyway.” Jack laughed and cursed again. “Fuck. Okay.” He pulled back further, hesitantly, and reached for his trunks. He pulled them back on and up, tucking his hard cock up into the waistband. Then he found my scattered bikini pieces and handed them to me. “Thanks,” I smiled, putting the suit back on and tying the strings. I thought again about how insecure I’d been just the other day when trying this suit on for the first time, and how Christina needed to threaten me into buying it in the first place. It was almost inconceivable how much everything had developed since then. As soon as I finished retying the strings, Jack smiled and reached out his hand for me to take. I did, and we left the room together, heading back out to join the others. ***Jack and I made a stop in the kitchen first to get some fresh drinks. We joked around and laughed as we heard the others’ chatter dying down isveçbahis yeni giriş outside as they saw and/or heard us come out into the kitchen. I felt Jack’s hand on my hip again, playing with the bikini strings as he took a sip of his beer. “Are you getting turned on, thinking about all of those hard cocks out there and how much they all want you right now?” Jack asked, leaning in close.I smiled, biting my lip. “Yes. Are you?”“Yes,” he smiled back. I laughed. “Are you ready to give them another show?” He leaned in to kiss the side of my neck, right behind my ear. “Very ready,” he whispered, licking and biting my earlobe again. We started getting carried away again right there. I hooked both index fingers into the waistband of his trunks and tugged him closer, and he kept kissing, licking, and sucking on my neck and shoulder, driving me wild. I felt one of his hands squeezing my ass hard, the other combed into my hair, holding it away from my neck. I reached down to rub him through his trunks, then pulled the string to loosen his waistband and slipped my hand inside. I wrapped my hand firmly around his hard cock and started stroking, earning another groan against my neck. Then I heard footsteps as someone approached the open doorway from outside. “Are you guys still busy? Up for any more participants yet?” It was Pete, interrupting again. I knew Jack had basically made his peace with the situation, but I still felt a need to speak up, either on Jack’s behalf or my own, or both. So I did. I reluctantly released my grip on Jack’s cock and pulled away slightly to look right at Pete, making sure I was speaking loudly enough for the others to hear as well. “Yeah, almost ready. But I need to say something first. I know we’re at your house, Pete, but I don’t give a shit. I’m only into doing what Jack wants. And you pissed him off by hijacking this party and everything he was trying to plan. So if he wants you to sit out or leave, you’re going to. Or we will.” One of the other guys whistled once I’d finished. Another yelled, “Dammmmn!”I heard Claire say, “Thank you! That needed to be said.” There was some chuckling too, that gradually died down.
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