Learning To Fly

Marshall V's Jaime Part Two.

Her noises are like the best beats I ever heard I swear.

Kissing my way back up her body, I make quick movements ripping her bra away from her beautiful breasts,
“You’re still feeding him?” licking my lips I gaze down hungrily at her full breasts, noticing the thin, watery milk leaking from her hard nipples, I need to taste her here too, her chest rises and falls quickly as she answers me with a whisper “not really, couple of times a week maybe, just for comfort I suppose” she watches my lips finding their way to her nipple and latching down on her, my hand kneads the breast I’m not attached to and Jaime whimpers, her back arching so high off of the bed that I have to kneel to hold her up and keep my mouth attached to her.

Her milk tastes sweet and I feel bad about stealing from Archer but it’s fucking hot at the same time and then I steal from her other breast just a little before releasing her and she flops back down on the bed.
Jaime looks far away like she’s remembering us together, I need to remind her now.

I reach around looking for the condom I discarded earlier, it’s only now that I finally register my own painful arousal, my cock is leaking shit everywhere I need it covered before we make any more babies. Jaime’s hands join in the search with me before her hand flies up holding the condom up triumphantly.

“Please, I need you” she tells me before taking my cock in her hand while I rip the fucking condom wrapper apart with my teeth hoping I haven’t ripped the rubber inside of it in my haste, my eyes roll back in my head as I enjoy her rubbing me gently before knocking her hand out of the way and rolling the fucking thing down the length of my shaft.

Moving away from her regretfully I lie in the middle of the bed before pulling her over to lay beside me and kissing her passionately, rolling over on top of her, enjoying feeling her naked body against mine. I want her to feel how much I love her, how much I need her and how I need her. I’ll pour myself into making love to her to make this work.

We kiss and touch, gently exploring one another until we’re both unable to wait any longer, Jaime strokes my cheek, smiling a little as she opens her legs and wraps them around my back, I nuzzle against her hand, I’m in heaven and now she’s giving me access to her. “I need you baby!”

It’s enough to have me reaching between us and lining my cock up with her entrance, concerned I might hurt her if I let my primal urges take over, her feet press on my ass and I dip inside of her, I can’t feel her properly which kind of pisses me off a little but what I can feel is warmth and a snugness that has my mind turning insane, I push deeper inside her and she tenses sucking in a sharp breath “you okay Angel?” I stop moving, concerned I am actually hurting her. I keep still until she finds her words “I’m good, it’s just been awhile that’s all” Jaime flexes her hips below me causing me to slide deeper into her and I am unable to keep still anymore, I pull back before filling her once more, she groans, and I do it again but I don’t stop now, I keep moving and before long we are a tangled mess of sweaty limbs groping at one another, lips and bodies mashed together as we grind and rotate our pelvis together, what started out as slow soon turns urgent and intense.

Part of me seriously believes I am having the hottest fucking dream right now but Jaime’s nails digging painfully into my ass cheeks shock me out of that train of thought, I grab her hands before she can inflict more damage on my body and hold them above our heads while I fuck her hard and deep, you couldn’t get a hair between our upper bodies we’re that close.
I push us both higher and higher until Jaime yells in my ear, her thighs shake and quiver around me, soft walls squeezing my cock as she comes and milks my cock at the same time, my toes curl with pleasure as I hold myself deep inside of her beautiful body, both of us panting and riding out our respective orgasms together.

Letting go of her hands mine drop uselessly to the bed, I’m totally spent in the best fucking way possible, my full weight on top of her pressing her into the mattress, reluctant to move until she wriggles a little and I remember the fucking condom.

I ease my body apart from hers gently, holding onto the base of the condom as I pull out of her. I don’t like the feeling of us not being joined any more. I don’t want to leave her in case she bolts so I pull it off quickly dropping it on the floor beside the bed, hoping I remember to dispose of it later.  Jaime pulls me back down to her, crawling half way onto my chest and snuggling against my shoulder. I’m content to lay like this for the rest of time and stroke her soft hair gently quietly.

“I’m sorry Angel, you were right. You were right about me, I didn’t fight for us. I was too busy thinking I should be protecting you and not thinking about protecting us” I whisper into her hair. I realise Jaime is crying quietly on my shoulder just the occasional sniffle and wetness on my skin giving her away. I tighten my hold on her determined that she knows I’m going to make this right between us.
“But I promise you this Jaime, I’m going to put up one hell of a fight to get us back now!”

Jaime moves, her eyes staring into mine, I see pain, confusion, fear and love in her eyes before she pulls her body out of my arms and gets up, gathering her clothes and starting to get dressed.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I ask her softly and she turns her head to face me, curls flying about her head as my hand reaches out stroking gently down the length of her spine, she shivers before smiling quickly “home Marshall, gotta relieve my sitters, they are probably furious right now” I plop back down on the bed with a sigh, looking at the clock, shit it’s after midnight.

“I could come with you!” I offer, ever hopeful.

Jaime pulls her t shirt over her head before she gets up and turns back to me “ you can’t. I need to see you fight Marshall, be serious about us. As it stands not much has changed” she holds my stare. I should feel hurt but I know she’s right I have a lot to make up for and it’s going to take more than one emotional night together to have her trust me again.

I reach up and pull her down on top of me, she squirms trying to pull away before I rub my bearded cheek over her soft cheek “bitch I’m going to win” I say with a smirk before releasing her, and she heads off towards the door before stopping suddenly “I’m counting on it Marshall”

“I love you Angel” I whisper after she leaves me alone. I set my alarm for early the next morning determined to get to hers in time to maybe get Archer up and help her out.
Because despite Jaime saying that nothing had changed I knew it had and now I had to keep up the momentum and not fuck up again.