Invisible String - Jake Sully

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Feeling flustered, she hid her face in Jake's chest, "nothing," she mumbled.

Jake let out a husky chuckle, "What is it? Come on," he teased, knowing full well what she was thinking by her wagging tail.

"Jake stop teasing me," she pouted, looking up at the man.

Jake smiled, bringing her head down by her neck to kiss her pouty lips, "do you want me to do something to you?" he asked huskily.

Tawn's breath hitched when he continued to peck light kisses on her lips and made his way down to her chin, then her throat, Tawn unconsciously turned her head slightly so he could kiss the side of her neck.

The absence of noises seemed to amplify her gasps and sighs, fueling the atmosphere with unresolved sexual tension.

Jake tugged her leg that was thrown over him close, making her fully straddle him without stopping the kisses. The position made her core settle on top of his, igniting a pleasurable feeling all over her body, "Jake," she whined. She didn't know what had come over her, but she wanted that feeling again. She needed that feeling again.

On the other hand, Jake groaned against her neck when he felt her grind against him. Oh, eywa give him strength.

"Yes, angel?" he hummed, his breath tickling her neck, eliciting a purr from her.

Tawn mewled. She wanted him, oh eywa, she wanted to feel him all over her, "please," she gasped when Jake nipped harshly on her neck, making her grind harder on the bulge in his loincloth. The feeling was indescribable.

"Please, what?" his voice was husky and his tone was arrogant. He knew he had the power to turn her putty in his hand.

Tawn whined louder when he reached her collarbone. She arched her back, pushing her chest into Jake's face, her breast felt heavy, and she needed him to do something about it, "I-I need you, please," she whispered.

Jake stopped his ministrations and brought his face to hers, his nose touching hers ever so slightly. One of his hands trailed down towards her loincloth. The trail of his touch on her back left a hot sensation on her skin, "Oh, my beautiful woman needs me?" he asked condescendingly.

Tawn whimpered at his tone, the sensation in her nether region doubled now hearing the tone in his voice. Oh, Eywa, was something wrong with her? She didn't know why she loved it.

Tawn nodded vigorously, "Jake do something, please," she cried when she noticed Jake stopped his kisses and instead, he watched her gyrate her hips back and forth on his hardened length. She looked so sexy to him, she was sitting down on him, her back arched and her head was thrown back in pleasure.

He smirked when he heard her moans getting louder and louder, filling up the space. As much as he wanted to let her come undone in front of him, he couldn't do that, he couldn't rob his buddy down there of her first orgasm.

Jake gripped her hips with his hands, stopping her from reaching that point, "that's enough, honey," he whispered, his eyes dark and predatory. Oh, he was going to devour her tonight.

Jake flipped them over, he wanted to see her face when he finally took her. Without wasting any time, he took off her loin cloth and the woven top carefully. He still knew how to be thoughtful of her things.

Jake pulled away from her and took a moment to drink her in. She trusted him enough to let him see her vulnerable like this and gave him her full control.

Tawn looked up at him, biting her lip to stop the moan from coming out of her lips when she saw his expression. His eyes were hooded, his lips parted with soft pants coming out of them, the corner of his lips turned upwards in a smug smile.