Re: Vacation Trip - Part 8

"Was that enough to calm you down, Jeff?"

"Can we do a bit more, Jess?"

Without waiting for her answer, Jeff leaned in closer, placing his left hand gently on her back to ease her down onto the bed. His right hand slid between her closed thighs, urging them apart as he tried to reach her wet entrance.

Jess appeared willing to surrender herself to him—or so Jeff thought.

Because just as he was about to kiss her, slowly pushing her down, Jess suddenly shoved him back with both hands and turned her head to avoid his lips.

Jeff was sure Jess had feelings for him. And he believed that if he really pushed, taking advantage of how much of a pushover she could be with him, she'd eventually give in and offer him her first time.

But that wasn't what he wanted.

Jeff wanted Jess to agree because she loved him, not because he wore her down.

So, he stopped—just as she asked.

Still, even though she had gone along with everything he asked up to that point, her refusal to go further stung. And when she turned her face away, he couldn't help but feel hurt.

Then, Jess spoke up—and the truth slipped out.

"What the heck are you trying to kiss me for when I just sucked your rod... and swallowed your cum...?"

"Pfft! ...Hahaha!"

Jess's awkward and flustered remark sent Jeff into a hysterical laugh, as though all his earlier worries had vanished. Naturally, that pissed her off.

"You disgusting pervert!" she shouted, throwing a weak punch at him. But Jeff caught her fist midair, holding her hands as he knelt in front of her, looking at her where she sat on the bed.

"You mean, like an indirect kiss?" he asked. Jess gave a small nod, confirming their strange little understanding.

She had, after all, just had that in her mouth. Kissing now would basically be like...

"Pfft! ...Hahaha..." Jeff laughed again, harder this time, while Jess blushed red with embarrassment.

"Disgusting perv—!" she started, her voice laced with frustration, but before she could finish, Jeff suddenly pushed her down onto the bed, his hands holding her shoulders. What he whispered next sent a strange thrill through her.

"Then I guess I should use my mouth as well."

Jess knew exactly what he meant, especially as his right hand resumed stroking between her thighs while he loomed over her.

Her mind, which had just been restored to reason thanks to her embarrassment, snapped back into defense mode.

Even if she wanted to do all sorts of lewd things with him, she still wasn't ready to give him everything—not yet. She was scared to fully expose herself, to let him see every inch of her.

"Wait..." Jess whispered, but Jeff had already moved, now sitting at the foot of the bed, facing her.

"Jeff... Ahh!..." she gasped, feeling his fingers teasing up her thighs, from her knees to her hips.

And just as her legs were starting to part on instinct—

"I said to just freaking wait!"

Jess punched him—this time with real force—and Jeff couldn't dodge or block it.

Their intimacy came to a halt. For now.

"Even if I do enjoy getting beat up by you, it still kinda hurts, Jess," Jeff said, now calmly sitting atop the bed with a sheet wrapped around his naked body.

"And whose fault is that, idiot?" Jess snapped, though her voice was tinged with concern as she pressed a handkerchief to his bleeding nose.

They had both calmed down from their earlier lust, but Jeff's arousal still showed clearly under the sheet—and Jess couldn't help glancing at it now and then.

Jeff noticed. He smiled knowingly and took her hand, leaning forward for a kiss. But Jess pulled back again, this time offering an immediate explanation.

"Haven't you had enough?... Besides, my friends might come check on me soon. I don't want them to catch us in the middle of... of..."

Her words trailed off as embarrassment overtook her.

Of course, Jeff understood her concern. But it wasn't like he hadn't thought of that.

"Well... I think they won't be coming anytime soon."

"And why is that, dimwit?"

"Don't you remember? I told them to give us some time."

And it was true. Before leaving the beach with Jess on his arm, Jeff had told Mina and Mira—Jess's twin friends—exactly that. And he was sure they understood what he meant.

Now, Jess had run out of excuses.

Even so, she still wasn't ready to give him everything. A part of her feared that once she did, Jeff would lose interest and ignore her again.

Seeing the hesitation in her eyes, Jeff changed his mind. Instead of a kiss, he pulled her into a warm embrace, holding her close in silence.

Jess gladly melted into his arms, wrapping her own around his back and pulling him down with her onto the bed.

Why does it always feel so good to be held by you?

That thought echoed in her mind as the comfort and safety of his embrace wrapped around her like a blanket. Even as arousal still coursed faintly through her body, exhaustion crept in—and slowly, Jess drifted off to sleep.