The Exception to the Rule

Part 6

"Let's fix that then" she states seductively, unbuttoning the remaining few buttons of her dress shirt and unclipped the front clasp of her bra, shrugging them both off and down her shoulders. She'd never been like this with anyone before and she soon felt a warm blush cross her neck, her chest now heaving in anticipation of his next move.

"...Wow.." Jughead gawked, he didn't remove his eyes from her newly exposed milky skin for what seemed like hours, Suddenly she moaned in delight as he took one of her nipples in his mouth rolling it around with his tongue. He payed just as much attention to the other before trailing kisses up her neck and back to lock his lips with hers. The feeling of her skin on his chest was almost more than he could take, Jughead moved his himself against her sweet spot, with nothing but thin fabric between them now he could feel the dampness from her most private core.

Betty groaned feeling how hard he was and moved her hips in sync with his, every movement came a new wave of pleasure and a new sensation. She pressed her lips to his again in a rough kiss, her tongue tangling with his.

Betty felt it boiling within her, screaming to be unleashed, a dull roar sitting in the pit of her stomach. She felt that they had rolled past the point of no return and if they didn't do something about it they might both explode.

"Juggie...please.." She moaned

"Tell me what you want Betts"

"I don't know, I just...I just...need...I want you" she stammered grabbing his face and kissing him agin.

Jughead had no idea when to do next but he knew he had to do something. Breaking their kiss and without hesitation he slid his hand in between her thighs, grazing his fingers against her wet cotton panties. She gasped, sending her hands into his hair, grabbing onto it tightly.

Being a pretty intuitive person he assumed this was what she had in mind and continued slowly moving his hand back and forth, her hips meeting his hand on each stroke.

"Mmm...Jughead.." Betty moaned loudly. He smiled as he pushed the fabric of her undies away, dipping two fingers into her slickness. Betty's eyes fluttered closed with a groan as she dropped her head back hard against the door with a thud

"You ok?" He asked huskily at the sound, circling his fingers on the small bulb of nerves they'd mentioned in Sex Ed Class. He remembered it being a very important spot so he stayed put, loving the feeling of her squirming under his hand.

"I...I'm so...I'm...good" She stutters with her eyes closed tight. Jughead slowed and steadied his pace reacting to her moans and sighs with ease. He slid his two fingers into her opening gathering wetness and moving back to her nerve button while keeping pace again with Betty's enjoyment.

He could feel her begin to unravel. With her nails digging into his shoulders and hips bucking wildly, her breathing became choppy and laboured. Sensing the change in her reaction he picked up the pace a bit, sending her into the throws of nirvana.

"Oh god, Juggie, don't stop" She managed to say before bursting, unleashing her hot liquid all over his hand. Jughead watched every moment of her climax in anticipation and awe. With a heavy sigh Betty's eyes flutter open to meet his

"Wow, Jughead...that was just...wow" She smiles planting a dreamy sloppy kiss on his lips. Trilled and full of confidence he hooks his thumbs into her panties pulling them down her body, breaking their kiss. She stepped out of them as he reached her ankles. He wipes he hand with the soft garment and tosses them next to his shirt and jacket

"I'm keeping those" He states, standing and looking her directly in the eye

Stunned, Betty bits her bottom lip and nods in agreement. She reaches up and grabs him by the face kissing him again. He responds by entangling his tongue with hers, moaning as one delicate hand leaves his face moving down his body and into the waistband of his boxers.

Jughead finds that his lips stop working when she wraps her slender fingers around the length of him

"Is this ok?" She asks against his lips as she begins moving up and down, in a smooth steady rhythm

"Mm-hmm" He murmurs leaning his hands against the door on either side of Betty's head, dropping his forehead onto her shoulder

"Jesus Betty" She smiles, biting his shoulder lightly. Jughead growls, burying his face in Betty's hair and neck as she quickens her speed, alternating more and less pressure on each stoke.

Using her other hand she gently tugs the elastic band of his boxers down his hips allowing freer access. She recognizes the early signs of his climax. Much like her own a few moments earlier, she notices the change in his reactions. He beings mumbling her name breathlessly and breathing sporadicly so without warning or hesitation Betty drops to her knees and instantly takes the length of him into her mouth darting her tongue over his tip, seconds before he releases himself into her throat with a low guttural moan of her name.
Jughead allows one hand to drop to the back of her head, twisting her hair into his fist as she continues to lick and suck him dry. His body shutters and she lets him go, standing up slowly to face him.

"...Wow..." He manages.

"I know right? I told you I'd make it up to you" She states boldly with a wide grin

"That you did, Cooper" He says back breathlessly. He moves one hand to cup her cheek kissing her lips lightly as her phone rings. Franticly trying to get the phone and get dressed at the same time, Betty misses the call.

Once she gets her hands on it she sees that she's missed 4 text messages "WHERE R U?" "HELLO" "BETTY! WHERE IS?" "Curfew" and 3 phone calls from the gang asking where they are.

"Shit, they've been looking for us" Betty says as she quickly buttons her shirt back up.

"We were busy" Jughead says loosely with a smile pulling his shirt back on and doing up his pants. He slides Betty's panties into his jean pocket and slips his jacket back on. He passes Betty her hat with a smile. "You ready?"

"Yea, We'd better go find them" She says as she text Ronnie back saying they're on their way to the car.