Running High

JC's eyes sparkled with pure mischief and the smile that slowly grew on his face warned Nicole that he was going to say something shocking.

Uncle? You ARE a kinky little girl aren't you!?!

She blinked and blinked again as she tried to make sense of what he said. It wasn't until he added the statement about roleplay and she recalled Malinda's accountings of some of her escapades with a nurse's costume from a Halloween party years ago that she even understood what he was teasing her about.

Her cheeks flared a bright red as she tried to stammer out that she had not implied anything of the sort, and the twinkle in his eyes indicated he knew full well that he had twisted her purely innocent comment into something she hadn't meant.

His response highlighted the differences between their sexual experiences, and left her feeling way over her head. Knowing she was gearing up for a full fledged panic attack, she balled her hand into a fist and smacked him in the shoulder, protesting "You promised I could go to sleep...".
 
JC howled a melodramatic keen as he clutched the spot she hit him and whined playfully, "It hurts me."

He smiled at her before leaning in for a warm kiss and whispered, "I did indeed."

Laying back he flipped the lights off, then snaked an arm under her neck pulling Nicole close.

As she settled in against him JC moaned softly, "Best day ever."
 
Nicole rolled her eyes as JC pretended the smack she had delivered to him had hurt. Considering the way her fingers still tingled, she figured she had done more damage to herself than she had done to his muscular shoulder, and the scoffing noise she made let him know she wasn't fooled in the slightest and was considering a repeat strike.

Thankfully JC must have decided to take pity on her and opted instead to give her one of his lopsided grins before closing the distance between them to give her a soft kiss. He acknowledged his promise in a warm whisper that brought goosebumps to her arms before he started to recline one more, turning the lights off in the process.

She wasn't sure how he managed to see so well in the resulting darkness, but somehow JC managed to thread his arm under her neck without poking her in the eye or pulling her hair, and Nicole soon found herself plastered against his side. Even though she still felt a little awkward being stark naked, she found the darkness made it easier to snuggle against him, her head resting on his shoulder and her hand splayed across his chest.

Best day ever.

Her lips spread into an answering smile, but she was reluctant to give voice to her agreement, partially because of Jason's memory but more because she was afraid to jinx things. She did, however, try to press even closer as her eyelids drifted lower and lower. Less than five minutes later, she was sound asleep, a small smile still on her face.
 
JC laid there exulting in the feel of Nicole's body pressed against his. He ran theough the day in his mind and realized he had spoke the truth, it had been the best day ever. As she drifted to sleep the feeling of her breasts crushing against his side sent sparks of electricity through his body, bouncing around like a pin ball until ultimately settling in his crotch.

His cock rose slowly but steadily and he regretted telling her that he would allow her to sleep. He had wastes enough if gis life without her and hated to lose anymore of it.

As sleep finally took him over JC careases Nicole's face gently. When he woke in the morning he wasn't surprised they had changed positions but the position surprised him. He was spooning Nicole with his hard cock between her legs. He could feel her labia pressed against the top of his shaft and it took every ounce of willpower to not shift his position to slam him home inside her
 
Nicole was cocooned in a warm blanket, a blanket that had the oddest habit of shifting on its own but one that left her feeling so deliciously warm to be on the border of naughty. She wasn't sure what her dreams had been about, but she clung desperately to the her half slumber, wanting to see where the delicious warmth would lead to next.

There was the barest of currents that stirred the hair at the back of her neck, and she made a sleepy protest as her nose wrinkled and relaxed. How could the blanket keep her so toasty and yet let that intermittent breeze past? As if in answer, it stopped and she wiggled backwards trying to go deeper into the covers.
 
As she shifted, pressing her ass even harder against him, JC felt a ravenous need for her roared through him like a white water rapids. He cupped her heavy tit and rolled the nipple between his fingers as he began kissing from her shoulder up toward her neck.

Slowly he began pulling his hip back, drawing his cock along her slit then pressed back forward again. After a second trip back he pressed the tip against her opening. "Good morning, " he breathed out into her ear
 
A sudden grasp supporting her breast caused Nicole's eyes to blink open in confusion. Lazy tugging on her nipple caused them to shut again as her back arched ever so slightly. Caught up in the moment, she had no concept of time, just the heady sensation of a hard body pressed to the back of hers and hands skillfully manipulating her breasts.

Soft kisses to her shoulder had her immediately thinking about Jason. Light presses of warm lips inching their way up her throat. Warm kisses that pulled a soft purr from the back of her throat and caused her to turn her head deeper into the pillow as if to encourage further exploration. The type of kisses that Jason like to pepper her with.

There was a movement against her bottom, and liquid heat immediately began pooling within her very core as she realized what was rubbing so intimately against her. Even before he whispered his husky greeting in her ear, she knew she had been mistaken. There was no way that was Jason - soft, sweet, affectionate... safe. Her breath caught as she felt him nestle forward, teasing her with his closeness.

No, there was no way she could ever confuse JC for Jason. No one else had ever turned her very insides to molten lava like JC. Made her feel so very.. So... wanton...

"Morning," she replied, her voice husky from sleep as well as the delicious way he made her feel.
 
JC rolled Nicole onto her stomach, and followed on top of her, his cock never quite slipping from her. He rose up, torso leaving her back, a cold void appearing where she had been. He looked down at his cock, the flesh of her tight ass framing it deliciously, and fought back the urge to yell in a Tarzan like victory din as he pressed his hips forward, slowly filling her tightness with his girth.

He grabbed her ass, thumbs meeting just on each side of her anus. Spreading her cheeks wide, he began sliding cock back slowly. Once he reached the apex of his back stroke, JC rammed himself back into her firmly, his balls slapping her thighs.

Pulling back again, he whispered, "Grab your ass, and hold it for me."
 
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