chapter 6

At the same time, she noticed moisture accumulating between her legs just by looking at him. She blushed, trying to pull herself together before he realized what she was doing. She couldn't give him the upper hand easily by checking and matching. She turned her back on him and tried to concentrate on clearing the plates and cutting the bread.

At the same time, she felt Jared walking behind her and grabbing a cup of coffee before pouring it quickly. Then he went back to filling.

"Do you want to eat again or are you on a diet this morning?" she asked him casually.

“Just give me some loaves of bread,” he replied. "Today I need all the food I can get." She handed him some bread and noticed that he still hadn't covered his chest. She decided that the visibility was even better up close.

"Aren't you cold?" she asked, pointing to her chest.

"No," was all she got.

"You look a little cranky this morning, Jared. Is something wrong?" She couldn't help but smile.

"Don't tell me you don't know exactly what's bothering me, princess," he growled suddenly.

"No, I don't. Maybe you should enlighten me? "Ann suggested.

" Damn. You can't be so innocent, lady,” he scolded.

"Hmm, maybe you should go out and kill something today, Jared." Maybe that will improve your mood a bit. "

" Don't tempt me. "

" Preferably something you have a hunting license. " “Hmm, that sounds like a good idea,” Jared suddenly smirked. Ann was uneasy at the sudden change in her attitude and began to leave the table and deal with the chores of cutting more bread. “Come, honey,” she heard suddenly before Jared grabbed her arm and pulled her into his lap.

"What...?" she sulked before he covered her lips with his and gave her a passionate kiss.

"Don't tell me you haven't thought about it as much as I did," he growled at the end of the kiss and leaned into another kiss.

Ann opened her mouth to protest as she felt his lips encircle hers as he enveloped her in his warm embrace. She struggled a little, but he wrapped one arm behind her back and another around the nape of her neck, holding her close to him as he kissed her deeply on the mouth.

She felt she had lost her sense of reality as she tasted him. Every cell in his body burned with the tension he provided and she felt herself relax in his arms. She could feel his tongue move over hers and she slowly sucked on him, listening to him moan in response.

Suddenly he reached out to stroke her breasts and she immediately felt heat pass through her as her nipples tensed each time his fingers brushed over her hungry skin. She wanted to rip through her clothes and feel his warm hand against her bare skin and she stirred a little for more space.

"Careful," Jared whispered before lifting her up and positioning her to mount him. Immediately she felt his hard cock against her stomach and she slowly rubbed against him, stroking her clitoris in the process. She put her hand on her shoulder and began to examine the skin from the shoulder down. All the while, he watched her every move as she heard him gasp. He found it difficult to touch her which scared her.

"How do you get so muscular?" she asked slowly. A question directed at herself rather than him and she was surprised to find that she had said it out loud.

"My job," Jared replied. "I spend all day outside on construction sites instead of all day hunched over my desk."

She smiles as she runs her fingers over his male nipples and notices how they tighten the same way she does. Maybe men and women aren't so different after all, she decided, until she felt a slight tug on her clitoris as his cock jerked. Or it could be them, she smiled, running her right hand over the fabric covering her penis, following the contours of his swollen member and trying to determine its size.

"Stop," Jared said under his breath.

"Why?" Ann wondered smugly as she continued stroking him, squeezing the top half of his cock, trying to please him. Her breathing quickened as she squeezed the tip of his cock between her fingers and she took in the sound as she looked up and met a lustful look in his eyes.

"Please stop," he groaned.

"Why should I? You seem to like it," Ann wondered as she unzipped her pants and pulled the fabric aside. However, the thin fabric of his chest covered most of the treasure she wanted to discover but she slowly ran her fingers along the crest of his cock, before squeezing it gently.

"Oh my god," Jared groaned as he leaned back in his chair, giving him more space to please him. Ann needed no other proof that he appreciated her care and she reached behind his pants and touched the soft skin of his cock. Immediately it stiffened and as she pushed her pants down, he breathed a sigh of relief when his swollen member almost came out of his clothes.

She tried to wrap her arms around his cock, but her size was bigger than the men she'd been with before. She reached out and felt the bulbous head that seemed to be growing by the minute, teasing the spur under his cock. Immediately she heard him take a deep breath because he was clearly trying to control himself. She wanted to lean down and take him in her mouth, feel every part of his tough member on her tongue and get to know him in the most basic way. Taste his liquid and suck him until he can't help but spill into his mouth. But she should leave that for another time. Now, she couldn't bear to move, just felt his bare skin against hers and learned to know what he liked.

She could feel her pulse speeding up and her breathing much deeper. She squeezed his cock in her hand, making sure to place her right thumb in the groove on his underside as she pumped into his swollen flesh over and over again.

Before long she could feel a small amount of liquid build up from the rooster's head and she bent down to see the white drop covered in her path. Amused by the sign and felt Jared's thigh muscles tense, she could feel him draw closer as he relaxed. And she wanted to see him achieve his orgasm. She didn't care if he forgot to stroke her when she started caressing his cock. At this point, she felt very happy because he seemed too distracted to do anything but hold her in his arms while trying to breathe. She never thought she would see this man act as if he were held in his arms and respond to every touch. She squeezed his cock, before moving her left hand to his two balls and stroking them gently.

The fabric prevented him from feeling his skin against hers, but as he spread his legs further, she could feel him enjoying the touch. She wrapped her fingers around his cock again and began to squeeze tighter around him as she moved her hands up and down his cock. Every part of him seemed to constrict as his thighs stiffened as his cock had become and she welcomed the release pulling closer to him. She leaned in closer and kissed his chest as she continued to pump up his swollen flesh.

He was breathing harder now and she could hear him groan as she squeezed him tighter and increased the rate of his blood pumping. Suddenly he screamed with joy as the orgasm hit and she noticed his eyes blur with pleasure before he closed them again. A smile spread across her face as she felt his warm cum cover her hand as she continued to pump on him.

He still felt the difficulty in her arms but his breathing slowly eased as she felt him relax. She leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth before giving his cock one final slap as if to thank him for the experience. She wrapped her arms around him and simply lay down on his knees as she listened to his pulse and his slow breathing.

"Thank you," he whispered at last, before tilting his head and kissing her deeply. "I really need this."

"What a pleasure," she smiled at him.

"I doubt it," he replied with a smirk. "But I'll fix it as soon as I get my breath back."

"Don't worry about it, Jared. This is just for you."

"You don't want me to make you happy?" he asked in a surprised voice.

"No thanks. I'm fine," she sneered as she climbed off her knees and went to the sink to wash her hands. He just stared at her and she could see the confusion in his expression as she picked some clothes and went to the bathroom. “I just had a quick shower,” she said, turning to him. “You're just going to have breakfast.

She almost laughed at his gaping expression as she closed the door behind her and began to undress. Luckily, there will be a splash of cold water at this time of day, and that suits him perfectly. She needed to calm down after the extreme protest Jared had given her. But it was well worth seeing him out like this.

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Jared could only shake his head when he heard the shower start in the bathroom. What happened to the magical plan he was beginning to realize? And why didn't she want him to give her back the pleasure she gave him? Instead, she ran away from him as if she hadn't felt anything and moved forward as if nothing had just happened. Well, that's all, he thought.

He was the only one of them to suffer the earthquake that had just hit him in the head. She had been calm and serene all this time and only cared about her own pleasure, not thinking about her own needs. Doesn't she want it at all? He had felt very confident that she was as attracted to him as he was to her, but now he was beginning to have serious doubts about it.

Had it not been for his unstoppable reaction when he first kissed her, her trust in him would have been shattered. He couldn't read it that badly, could he? He was sure she would enjoy it as much as he did, until she took it in and all he could think about was trying to breathe as she stroked him.

He's never lost control like this before and he's not sure he's enjoyed the feeling. Usually he's the one running the show and he always feels like he's in control of his body, not the other way around. But now he has learned that there is more to it than that. But what? What made her different from all the other women who couldn't wrap it around their little finger like she just did?

He never allowed himself to wear pants before. He is always in control of himself and ensures that his partner orgasms before him. But this time it's different. It's unsettling to say the least. He felt like he was slowly sinking into deep water, losing control and not knowing how to get it back.

He must get some fresh air, he realized. Pulling himself together enough to move, he pulled up his wet pants and cleaned himself in the sink. A cold shower would do wonders for his hot body, he thought as Ann turned off the water. He went back to his bag, changed into a clean set of clothes and a towel, and prepared to jump in the shower as soon as she opened the bathroom door.