A complicated relationship (R-18)

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I hold Jess closer, and her long blond hair covers my vision. She is attacking my mouth, and the movements of our tongues are intense. She pulls away with labored breaths. "I want to touch you, little bro... Do you want to touch me..." She runs her fingers around my six-pack, and I nod my head in response. She tilts back slightly and grabs the hem of her shirt. I already know she is braless due to the poking of her nipples. She lifts her shirt off, and her supple breasts bounce once. She leans forward again and starts kissing me as our skin rubs against each other.

I keep one hand on the upper part of her back and another hand on the lower part. Holding close to me. My erection is painful. With her sitting on me and it still trapped in my sweats, it's uncomfortable. I shift under her trying to move it to a better spot, but that doesn't work. She stops kissing me and parts from me. She looks down at my crotch. "I can feel how hard you are... You must be in a lot of pain..." She stops straddling me and gets on her knees in front of me. She grabs my waistband and pulls down my sweats and underwear.

~~~(POV: Durado)~~~

The lead I'm following is heading for another dead end. I'm getting close, but he is always on the move. If it weren't for his constant need to kill, things would be so much harder in terms of tracking him. Ziller Maxx would've been long gone had he not a keen interest in Empyrian. Due to all the players finally arriving, I bet he has plans to destroy this planet, subsequently destroying the players who haven't gotten off-world yet. I see my target destination up ahead, and it's an abandoned carbon cleaning factory.

This is one of the last know locations for Ziller, and I'm only here to scout. Suppose he is hunkering down here. I'll contact Scott and have him help me, see how he handles the situation. He has a lot of potential and the guts needed to be in this line of work. It helps that players can never truly die, but it's still a rare thing to see. The perimeter of the factory is heavily guarded, which means he is there or an important associate. I enter a building across from the factory and look inside the perimeter from above. There are patrols and also cameras. It's going to be tough getting in to see. So waiting for him to come out is smarter.

~~~(POV: Jessica Autumn)~~~

I grasp his large and long rod with both my hands. Out of the few men I've been with, none of them compare to Scott. In terms of who he is as a man and as a lover. He cares about me more than anyone the opposite gender has shown. I slowly move my hands up and down as his monster rod throbs in my grasp. I look at him from down below, and his face is flushed, and he is breathing hard. I bring my face to his rod and look up at him as I lean it against my head. It's longer than my head, and it's hot to the touch.

My lower regions are dripping in anticipation and are more than ready for some of the fun parts, but I want to see how long he can last with just this much. I continue to tease him and bring him to the edge, only to stop. He is growing frustrated, but that isn't stopping me. After another two minutes of the repeated teasing, he's had enough. He does something that I've never seen from him. He grabs my shoulders, spins me onto the couch, and pins me under him. He quickly peels off my pajamas and soaking underwear.

Before I can tell him to slow down or be more gentle, he's already rubbing his long rod against my entrance. The sensation alone is enough to shut me up and make me moan. "You think you can just play with me like that... I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget..." I look up at him as he uses his elbows to pin my knees up to my shoulders into a pressed missionary position. I line up his rod and slowly moves it in. We both moan and growl at the wonderful contact. Once about 25% in, he shoves all of it in. Crushing my cervix.