Chapter 4: “Unzipped Intentions”

Jack's heart thrummed in his chest as he stepped into the living room, the sound of his own footsteps barely audible over the pounding of his pulse. There she was, Penny, lounging on the couch with the kind of lazy elegance that only a woman of her confidence could pull off. Her robe, a silken affair that clung to her curves like a second skin, dipped dangerously low, hinting at the treasure that lay beneath. She claimed she was "trying on nightwear for an upcoming trip," but the glint in her eye told Jack that this was no mere fashion show.

He approached, his gaze drawn to the stubborn knot on her sash that seemed to beckon him closer. "Need a hand with that?" he offered, his voice a touch huskier than he intended.

Penny's lips curled into a knowing smile. "Why, Jack, I thought you'd never ask."

As he reached for the knot, his fingers brushed against the warm skin of her hip. A jolt of electricity shot through him, and he heard Penny's breath hitch ever so slightly. The knot unraveled under his touch, but instead of pulling away, Penny leaned into him, her breasts pressing against his arm.

The teasing had begun.

She shifted, her body moving with a feline grace that was both mesmerizing and maddening. With each deliberate motion, her breasts grazed against him, the thin fabric of her robe doing nothing to mask the heat of her body. Jack's cock twitched in response, already thickening with desire.

They flirted, touched, and teased, each pushing the boundaries of what was acceptable between them. Jack's hands found their way to the curve of her waist, his thumbs tracing small circles that elicited soft moans from Penny's lips. She, in turn, explored the contours of his chest, her fingers dancing along the edges of his muscles, tracing the lines of his body as if committing them to memory.

Penny's eyes sparkled with mischief as she sat on his lap under the guise of showing him something on her phone. The weight of her body on his was a delicious torment, and when she began to grind slowly against him, Jack thought he might lose his mind. Her robe fell open just enough to reveal the bare edge of one breast, the sight of her creamy skin nearly undoing him.

His mouth found her collarbone, kissing and nipping at the delicate flesh while his hands roamed freely. Penny's breathing grew ragged, her own hands exploring the length of his torso, dipping lower until they grazed the bulge in his pants.

The dry humping became more fervent, their bodies moving together in a primal rhythm that promised more. Jack's cock ached for release, straining against the confines of his clothing, desperate to feel the heat of Penny's pussy wrapped around it.

But just when it felt like they might cross the line from heated foreplay to frenzied fucking, Penny whispered, "Not yet," her voice a sultry promise that left them both panting and on edge.

Jack groaned, his body thrumming with unspent desire. "You're killing me, Penny."

She chuckled, the sound low and throaty. "Patience, Jack. Good things come to those who wait."

And wait they did, the tension between them building to a fever pitch. They sat there, catching their breath, the air thick with the scent of their arousal. Jack's mind raced with the possibilities of what was to come, his cock throbbing in anticipation.

Finally, Penny stood, her robe falling open to reveal her body in all its glory. Her breasts were full and heavy, tipped with big nipples that begged to be sucked and bitten. Her hips flared out from her waist, leading to a neatly trimmed pussy that glistened with wetness.

Jack's eyes devoured her, his mouth watering at the sight. "Fuck, Penny, you're incredible."

She gave him a sultry look, her hands cupping her breasts, her fingers teasing her nipples. "Why don't you come over here and show me how much you appreciate the view?"

Jack was on his feet in an instant, crossing the room in two strides. He reached for her, his hands replacing hers on her breasts, his fingers kneading the soft flesh. Penny arched into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed as she enjoyed the sensation.

He leaned down, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard while his other hand continued to massage her breast. Penny's moans filled the room, her hands tangling in his hair, holding him close.

As he switched his attention to her other breast, Jack's hands slipped down her body, cupping her ass and pulling her against him. His cock pressed against her stomach, the heat of her body seeping through the fabric of his pants.

Penny's hands were just as busy, exploring the hard planes of his body, slipping lower to cup his cock through his pants. She stroked him, her touch firm and sure, making his hips buck with need.

"I want to taste you," she murmured, her eyes dark with desire.

Before Jack could respond, she was on her knees, her hands deftly undoing his pants and pulling them down along with his boxers. His cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, precum already beading at the tip.

Penny licked her lips, her gaze locked on his dick. She wrapped one hand around the base, her fingers barely meeting as she stroked him. Then, without warning, she took him into her mouth, her lips stretching around his girth.

Jack groaned, his hands fisting in her hair as she sucked him deep. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, teasing the sensitive spot just beneath the crown. She bobbed her head, taking him as far as she could, her hand working in tandem with her mouth.

The sight of his cock disappearing between her lips was almost too much for Jack. He could feel his orgasm building, a tight coil of pleasure in his lower belly. But he wasn't ready to finish yet, not when there was so much more he wanted to do to Penny.

With a Herculean effort, he pulled away, his cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop. Penny looked up at him, her lips swollen and glistening, a look of surprise in her eyes.

"Lie down," Jack commanded, his voice rough with need.

Penny complied, stretching out on the couch, her legs falling open to reveal her wet, waiting pussy. Jack took a moment to appreciate the view, his gaze lingering on the slick folds of her sex.

He knelt between her legs, his hands parting her thighs even further. Leaning down, he buried his face in her pussy, his tongue delving into her depths. Penny cried out, her hips bucking against his mouth as he licked and sucked at her clit.

Jack feasted on her, his tongue exploring every inch of her pussy. He slipped a finger inside her, then another, curling them forward to find the spongy patch of her G-spot. Penny's moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath him as he drove her towards orgasm.

"Fuck, Jack, I'm gonna come," she gasped, her fingers tugging at his hair.

He redoubled his efforts, his fingers pumping in and out of her while his mouth worked her clit. Penny's body tensed, her back arching off the couch as she came, her pussy clenching around his fingers.

Before the last waves of her orgasm had subsided, Jack was positioning himself at her entrance. With one swift thrust, he buried his cock inside her, the tight, wet heat of her pussy enveloping him.

They both cried out, the sensation overwhelming. Jack began to move, his strokes long and deep, each one drawing a moan from Penny's lips. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer, her heels digging into his ass.

The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the wet slap of flesh against flesh, the gasps and moans and dirty words that tumbled from their lips. Jack's pace increased, his cock driving into Penny with increasing force.

Penny's breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and begging for attention. Jack leaned down, capturing one in his mouth, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak. Penny's response was a sharp cry of pleasure, her pussy tightening around his cock.

He could feel his orgasm approaching, a firestorm of pleasure that threatened to consume him. But he wanted Penny to come again, wanted to feel her pussy milking his cock as she climaxed.

Reaching between their bodies, he found her clit, rubbing the swollen nub in time with his thrusts. Penny's eyes flew open, her body tensing as another orgasm built within her.

"Come for me, Penny," Jack growled, his own release imminent.

With a scream, Penny came apart, her body convulsing beneath him as she came. The sensation of her pussy clamping down on his cock was too much for Jack, and with a final thrust, he came, filling her with his hot cum.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat, their breathing ragged. Jack's cock was still buried inside Penny, the aftershocks of their orgasms making them both twitch and shudder.

Finally, Jack withdrew, collapsing onto the couch beside Penny. She curled into him, her head resting on his chest, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

"That was... incredible," she murmured, her fingers tracing idle patterns on his skin.

Jack chuckled, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I'd say we've successfully tested the limits of 'just friends.'"

Penny laughed, the sound light and carefree. "I think it's safe to say we've blown past those limits."

They lay there in comfortable silence, the events of the evening replaying in their minds. Jack's hand found Penny's, their fingers intertwining as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

As their heart rates returned to normal, Jack couldn't help but think of the possibilities that lay ahead. With a woman like Penny by his side, he knew that life was about to get a whole lot more interesting.

And as they finally roused themselves from the couch, heading to the bedroom for round two, Jack knew that this was just the beginning of a deliciously naughty adventure.