Chapter 194: Jae I’m gonna...(18+)
Tirel’s body tensed under him, breaths coming in gasps. "Jae... I’m gonna..." Her eyes rolled back in her head as the orgasm hit her, waves crashing through her.
She cried out, loud and raw, her pole clenching around him in pulses that nearly pushed him over too.
Her back arched, red hair splayed wild on the pillow, face flushed with bliss.
As Tirel came down, panting and smiling up at him, the room settled back into that cozy quiet. But Jae wasn’t quite finished.
Jae kept thrusting into her, slow and deep at first, drawing out the aftershocks of Tirel’s orgasm as she lay there beneath him, body still trembling from the high.
Her red eyes were hazy, lips parted in soft pants, but that sultry spark was already flickering back to life. He smirked down at her, blonde hair falling forward as he leaned in closer, his red eyes locked on hers with that calm intensity.
The room felt alive with their heat, the candle’s flame dancing like it was feeding off them, casting warm shadows over the rumpled sheets. This was pure, raw connection, no holding back, just the push and pull of bodies in the quiet of his dorm.
Tirel’s hands slid up his back, nails grazing his skin lightly before she gripped his shoulders. "Don’t stop now," she murmured, voice husky and flirty, her hips shifting under him. She thrust up suddenly, meeting his next pump with her own force, her core clenching around his pole in a way that made him groan low.
It sparked something fiercer in him, and just like that, they fell into a heavy rhythm, passion-filled intercourse where neither gave ground. Jae drove in hard, his hips snapping forward with dominant strength, but Tirel pushed back just as fierce, her thighs squeezing his sides as she bucked up to match him thrust for thrust.
"Fuck, Tirel... yeah, like that," he growled, his voice rough with need, smirking as he felt her heat pulling him deeper. She was sultry and bold, and it showed in every roll of her hips, every moan that escaped her lips.
Their bodies slapped together, the sound echoing off the stone walls, wet and urgent. She arched her back, pressing her well-endowed chest against him, and he took the cue, one hand sliding down to grip her hip while the other braced beside her head.
They were thrusting at each other now, a back-and-forth battle of passion, him plunging in deep, her rising to take it all, grinding against him when he bottomed out.
Tirel’s red hair splayed wild across the pillow, her eyes half-lidded but burning with that siren fire. "Harder, Jae... give it to me," she panted, her blunt flirty tone cutting through the moans. She thrust up again, forceful, her pole gripping him tight like she was trying to pull him in forever.
Jae met her challenge, pounding down with more power, his rod filling her completely each time. Sweat beaded on his skin, mixing with hers, the air thick with the scent of them. simple, real, like a stolen moment in the academy’s chaos.
He kissed her then, messy and deep, tongues clashing as their hips kept the rhythm going, no pauses, just heavy passion building like a storm.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, heels digging into his back to pull him closer, thrusting back with everything she had. Jae groaned into her mouth, the friction driving him wild, her wetness coating him, her body yielding but fighting back in the best way.
"You’re so tight... it feels incredible," he murmured against her lips, smirking as he broke the kiss to nip at her jaw. Tirel moaned louder, her hands roaming his chest, fingers tweaking his nipples in retaliation.
They were locked in it now, a dance of give and take, his dominant pumps met by her eager counters, bodies syncing in that raw, unspoken way. The bed creaked under them, protesting the intensity, but neither cared. This was their escape, thrusting against the day’s weight like it was nothing.
Jae could feel the coil tightening in his gut again, pleasure spiking with every clash, but he wasn’t ready to end it yet.
With a low chuckle, he pulled out just enough to shift her, his hands firm on her hips. "Turn over," he said, voice commanding but laced with that snarky edge he saved for moments like this. Tirel complied with a flirty grin, rolling onto her stomach before pushing up onto her knees.
He guided her to the edge of the bed, her upper body still on the mattress, that well-endowed behind presented to him like an invitation. Jae stood behind her, feet planted on the cool stone floor, his rod hard and slick as he positioned himself at her entrance.
He slid back in with one smooth thrust, burying deep and making her gasp. "Oh god... yes," Tirel moaned, pushing back against him immediately. Jae’s hands roamed her body, one sliding under to fondle her boobs, cupping the soft weight, thumb circling her nipple until it hardened under his touch.
He squeezed gently at first, then firmer, rolling the peak between his fingers as he started pumping again, steady and strong from this new angle.
The position let him go deeper, his hips slapping against her behind with each drive, the sound raw and rhythmic.
Leaning forward, Jae brought his mouth to her neck, biting down lightly on the sensitive skin just below her ear.
Tirel shivered, a whimper escaping her as she thrust back to meet him. "Jae... bite harder," she breathed, voice sultry and needy, her red hair falling over one shoulder. He obliged, sucking the spot he’d bitten, leaving a mark that would remind her of this tomorrow.
His free hand gripped her hip for leverage, pulling her into each thrust while he fondled her chest more insistently, kneading, pinching, feeling her body respond with every touch.
She was arching now, moaning into the sheets, her thrusts back growing frantic as the passion reignited hotter than before.