Quaranteam – Book Two (Ch. 02)

She also had a surprising amount of furniture in the room, with only a twin bed, so it was going to be a good snuggle for them tonight. There was a desk, a dresser, a chair and a bookshelf, which Andy was surprised to see had a couple of his books on it. While many of his partners had just decided that they could still love Andy without reading any of his work, a few of them had taken to picking and choosing a few of his books, in an effort to learn what he did for a living without getting hung up on the big Druid Gunslinger series. Jade had clearly decided she wanted to read some of his work, though, as he could see a copy of “The Demon Dies At Midnight” had a bookmark in it most of the way through it. There were also several books of poetry, though it seemed like they were all in French and not in English. Andy hadn’t even known Jade spoke French before that moment, and he hoped the detail would stick in his head.

Jade moved to pull one of her boots off, then the other, exposing her tanned dancer’s legs to his eyes as she rubbed one of her feet along her other calf invitingly. “Maybe you should give me a little striptease? Just to set the mood?” she suggested.

“We’d need music for-”

Before he had finished the sentence, she’d tapped on her phone and a little speakerbox on top of the desk starting to play Marvin Gaye’s “Let’s Get It On,” as she giggled, bouncing her blonde eyebrows in his direction suggestively.

Andy’d never done a striptease before, but figured why not, and decided to be game for it, sliding out of the jacket, tossing it on top of the dresser. He kicked off his shoes and plucked off his socks one at a time, throwing them anywhere. He wasn’t used to this, but decided to keep the pace up a best as he could, unbuttoning his shirt while turning his back to her, slipping one arm out then the other before taking the shirt and whirling it over his head.

“You’re adorable,” Jade giggled. “But you look ridiculous. C’mere.”

He moved over to sit down next to her on the bed and she pulled him in for a fierce kiss, his hands sliding along her back as she slowly climbed into his lap, sliding her knee on the other side of him, her body moving to be atop of his. His hand reached up and unfastened the top of her dress before slowly drawing down on the zipper at the back of her neckline, beneath the waterfall of blonde locks that drizzled down her back. One of the girls must’ve helped her into the dress, he realized, as he slid the zipper down down down until it was at her waist.

Once it was that loose, she slipped off his lap and stood up so she could let the dress drop to the floor, crouching down to pick it up and set it on the dresser next to his jacket and shirt. She was wearing a deep purple push-up bra and matching panties. “I almost want to put the boots back on,” she said with a mischievous smile. “But I’m pretty sure they’d chafe, so we’ll leave them off.” She moved to slip off the bra, exhaling a breath, the lines on her skin where the fabric had been clinging and pushing still visible. “God, I know it made my tits look fantastic, but I’m so glad to be out of that fucking thing. I don’t understand how some women can wear them all fucking day.”

“Your tits look fantastic anyway,” he said, unbuttoning his slacks before she reached over and slapped his fingertips.

“Let me do that,” she said as her hands grabbed at his waistline and pulled both his pants and his boxers down and off, leaving him naked sitting on the edge of her bed. He lifted his hips so he could pull out the sheets from beneath him, tugging them to one side so that they could pull them over their bodies when they finished as she put the remainder of his clothes on the dresser before she pulled off her panties, leaving her standing there in all her naked glory before him.

Jade wasn’t the tallest or the shortest of his partners, neither the bustiest or the least endowed. But somehow she felt the most All American of his partners, the mess of blonde hair giving her the sort of look of the gorgeous girl next door that every red-blooded American man had dreamed of knowing, a sort of wholesome wanton sexuality cut with just the perfect amount of coquettish nervousness to make it all seem as genuine as possible. Her breasts were that perfect spot between firm and large, with rose-pink areola and small little nipples that already stood proudly stiff. She’d taken Andy to heart when he’d said he wasn’t bothered by pubic hair as long as it was neatly trimmed and maintained, and so she had a wedge shaped block of brown just above her pussy, the lips themselves neatly shaven. Other than that, her skin was free of adornment, no tattoos, birthmarks or even moles to speak of across her well-tanned flesh, all of which Andy knew, having seen her naked many times before.

The second time they’d been sexually intimate, Andy had made it a point to go down on her until her whole body was constantly shaking with ecstasy and she had been afraid he was going to forgt to dose her, so she’d made it a point to suck him off immediately afterwards even though it was very clear she’d had trouble focusing, and kept giggling distractedly in the middle of it, the aftershocks of her orgasm still tingling through her body. She’d even teased Andy that he was being too giving of the wrong things for that moment, considering she was craving his cum something fierce.

“At some point, being naked in front of you’s gonna get easier, isn’t it?” she said shyly, folding her hands behind her back so that she didn’t instinctively cover herself up. “You got used to being naked in front of lots of women very quickly.”

He chuckled a bit, reaching forward to slide his hand onto her hip, pulling her over towards the bed. “Not easily, though. I’ve still got a belly, even if we are slowly working it off. I shave my head because I’ve got a huge bald spot otherwise. And before Ash and Niko started waxing my back, I practically had a sweater on there. So I’m still very self conscious about my body. But all of you seem okay with it, so that’s all that matters. And you’re fucking gorgeous, Jade, with or without clothes. Men have been chasing after you your entire life. Hell, men were constantly lusting after you when you were shaking your ass on the sidelines of 49ers games all the time. What the hell have you got to be nervous about?”

She grinned a little bit, miming kicking her toe against the carpet of the room. “When you put it like that, it does seem silly. But you’ve got so many other beautiful partners, it’s hard not to compare myself against all of them.”

He pulled Jade down to sit in his lap, his hand stroking against her face. “Let me tell you something I told Niko, right after Em and Sarah showed up, and she was having similar doubts. Just because someone likes listening to The Beatles doesn’t mean they can’t also like listening to The Rolling Stones or The Velvet Underground or Led Zeppelin or, shit, even the Backstreet Boys or Public Enemy! I hate ranking lists of musicians, because nobody’s better or worse than anybody else – they’re all just different. Don’t compare yourself. To anybody. Ever. Okay?”

She bit her bottom lip in a shy smile and leaned in and kissed him with a sort of kind thankfulness he wasn’t anticipating. “That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me, Andy. I needed to hear that. You may need to remind me of it again every so often, if that’s okay.”

“Whatever you need, Jade.”

“Well,” she said, her smile turning devilish. “What I need right now is to finally get my brains fucked out. I need you to take my virginity and make me a real goddamn woman. I need you to fuck the shit out of me so hard that when I get up in the morning to go to yoga, all the girls tease me about how I’m walking funny. But I need you to love me and not be too rough either. I just wanna feel sore in a good way for the next few days, because you made this night count. That’s what I need now.”

“As you wish, m’lady.” He slowly moved to turn them both, lowering her down onto her back on the bed, settling her head perfectly on the pillow. “You know I’m so tempted to give you another tongue lashing first, though, right?”

She giggled, shaking her head vehemently. “Not tonight. I’m already so fucking wet, you probably felt my cunt dripping onto your lap.”

“I didn’t want to say anything but…”

She playfully slapped his shoulder. “But it turned you on and you really liked it,” she said, moving to slide her legs on either side of him, letting him get settled between them.

“Of course I liked it,” he countered. “It’s nice to feel attractive, even for us guys.”

“You’ve got the strongest feature of all, Andy. You’ve got a fierce mind and a powerful heart, and you won’t back down from anyone or anything, no matter how great the adversity in your way,” she said, a genuine kindness behind her eyes. “That’s the most important thing.” She licked her lips a little bit as she started to grind her hips a little bit, rubbing the length of his cock across her slit. “Although you’ve got a very nice cock, too…”

“Let me introduce you to it proper,” he said, leaning in to match his lips to hers again as he felt her reaching down to get him lined up. His hips dipped up and in as his shaft pushed inside of her, he could hear her breath catch and felt her walls squeeze down on him as her body tensed up. “Welcome to th-”

Whatever he’d been going to say next was lost inside of Jade’s mouth as their tongues got tangled up within each others’ mouths. He could feel her bare heels digging into his back, pushing his body more firmly into hers, as if she wanted them to just melt together.

He drew his hips back, to start to give her a bit of friction, but her hands and feet pulled him back down, not wanting him to be even a few inches away from her. That meant fast and shallow thrusts, his body rolling against hers in a quick tempo. Normally he would be taking longer, slower thrusts, but Jade was making her preferences clear, and he wanted to make it perfect for her.