Sexy Domain

Sexcapade 9 – I’m Comin’ Over

He saw her across the bar, her hair was down and her gray eyes caught him across the floor. Not that he should have been surprised by that. Even after their on again and off-again relationship for the last two years, they could always pick up the vibe when the other was in the room. He took a sip of his whiskey when he felt someone clap him on his back. He turned his head slightly as his best friend come up to him.

“Bryana is looking fine over there, huh Jay?”

“She’s always looking fine.” Jay’s eyes traveled over the blue velvet dress that she was wearing and he would swear that there was nothing on underneath. And as he eyed her from the distance, he was questioning what the hell made them end their relationship again?

She flipped her curls over her shoulder and even from across the way, he could feel the s****l heat coming off of her. She wanted him nearly as much as he wanted her. But they both swore the last time they were together, that was it, they both couldn’t keep going on like this. They loved being with each other, that wasn’t the problem. Their issues extended into a relationship and that was where they always crumbled. But in between the sheets, they had no problem getting along! In fact, when they were there, their bodies always understood each other perfectly.

“Let me guess, you guys are on the offside portion of this now?” Jay turned to his friend and grinned.

“In a way, Bob. With her and I, do we ever make sense?” Bob laughed as he took a swig of his beer, his eyes cutting back to the female. Jay followed his gaze again and just stared at her. She was breathtaking and every male noticed her.

“You would think the way the two of you look at each other that you would be in a s*x-filled and committed relationship. Why aren’t you two?” Jay finished his drink and sat it on the counter, needing a refill. Yeah, why weren’t they? That was the question everyone kept asking them.

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“Jay is here.” Bryana looked down at the clear liquid in her glass. Vodka on the rocks was always her go-to drink and she had a feeling when she came to this party that she was going to need it. And she did as of now. She also didn’t need her friends telling her that Jay was here. Her body hummed the moment he walked into a room so she felt him the second he walked through that door. She took a sip of her liquid and lifted her eyes up. They landed square on him and he smirked over the rim of his glass, straight at her, causing a wetness to start to happen between her legs.

It wasn’t fair, she often thought; that they held such a wild-ass attraction to each other yet couldn’t stand each other outside of the bedroom. They fought like cats and dogs all the time, yet with just one look, the two of them could be falling over themselves to get clothes off and get to skin faster than the other one could. Hell, when they end their tumultuous relationship, it’s a matter of days before they are back to texting one another, which always leads to s****l talk, then foreplay, and back to each other’s beds.

“Are you going to talk to him?” Bryana finally tore her gaze away from him and looked at her friend, who had her own smirk playing along her lips.

“Do I need to? I told you, we’re done.” With that, Bryana took a sip of her drink but her friend shook her head.

“Sweetheart, I don’t know who you think you’re fooling, but the heat from the two of you will never be done.” Her friend paused, tilted her head, and glanced at Jay before looking back at Bryana. “And the way that man watches you, you’ll never have another man as long as he’s around.” Bryana knew that, hell she didn’t want another man. She only wanted Jay; that’s what her heart screamed, that’s what her body screamed, however, that wasn’t what her mind screamed. She took a final drink of her liquor and watched as Jay left with his friend to head back to the bar.

“I need to go, Susan, sorry.” Susan sighed and glanced at the bar and looked at her, shaking her head.

“You can’t keep doing this. This isn’t healthy for you two.” Bryana shrugged, threw her friend a smile, grabbed her bag, and walked out the door. She pulled her phone out, unlocked the screen, and then stopped as her finger hovered over his name. Bryana swallowed hard and then clicked on his name, and opened their thread. Meet me at my place in 30 minutes. She hit send on the message and then walked to her car, and slide into the driver’s seat. She aimed her phone at her legs and hitched her dress up; showing just the top of her thigh, letting him know there was no underwear, and snapped a picture. Bryana knew Jay, knew he needed a reason, and he was going to get one.

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Jay turned from his buddy and grabbed his phone from his pocket. He didn’t need to know who it was because he felt her leave, just like he felt her when he walked in. Their heat was always surrounding them. He opened the message, a smirk tugging at his lips. Jay checked the time, figuring she had just sent it, and replied back. Why what’s in it for me? He sat his phone down. Jay knew her, if she told him that, she had something already lined up. Nine seconds later, his phone dinged again with a picture message, and his mouth watered at the sight of those legs and those pretty pink p***y lips. God damn, did she know how to tease him or what? He was a f*****g goner and there was no stopping it.

His head lifted up and he looked around, his eyes locking with his friends. The guy’s brow raised and he shook his head before holding his hands up, letting him know he had nothing to say. And what could be said? They were adults. They didn’t drag anyone else into their business. Jay clapped his friend on the back, dropped the money on the bar for his drink, and said he’ll see him later.

He walked out to his car, climbed in, and quickly sent a message. I’m on my way, you better be ready. He sat his phone down and grinned. She would be he knew that. That’s what he loved most about her; she was always ready to have fun with him. Jay hauled ass out of the parking lot and cursed as he came up to the first intersection. He glanced around, saw no cops, nor traffic, and ran the red light, just like the ran the next two. Nothing was going to stop him. Her in that dress had his blood boiling and he knew that she knew that.

He glanced down as his phone dinged and saw the photo of her leaning against the kitchen table, completely naked. His foot hit the gas pedal and he tore off even faster. In record time, he pulled into her driveway and ran to her door, not even bothering with knocking. She wouldn’t expect it anyway, he knew. That picture was meant to let him know that she was waiting for him to devour her, and he had every plan of doing that.

“Bryana,” he whispered as he stepped up before her.

“Jay,” she said, her eyes locked with his. He leaned down and crashed his lips against hers as his hand held onto her hips. She moaned and tried to lock her legs around his but he lifted her up and sat her on the table. He broke the kiss and shook his head.

“You wanted me right here, and here is where it will be.” He didn’t give her notice as he dropped to his knees before her and spread her legs wide before scooting her ass to the edge.

“Eat me,” was her simple command and he smirked. He threw her legs over his shoulders and then dove in, his tongue burying in her p***y. She cried out, her head flew back as her hands snaked through his hair, and she tugged on it. f**k, she was already wet and he loved it. He loved her taste, her actions, her cries, and her moans. There wasn’t anyone who tasted as sweet as she did or that he loved f*****g more, than her.

His eyes flicked up to watch her as his tongue went from being buried inside her slick folds to twirling around her c**t. He sucked the little nub into his mouth while he pushed two fingers deep into her. Her hips flew off the table and he grinned. She was ready, he could feel it, f**k he could taste it. But he wasn’t going to allow that. He stopped and stood up, causing her eyes to fly open.

“W…what…are…why…did you stop…Jay? I was…so fucking..close.”

“Oh, I know baby,” he said as he undid his pants. “However, I want to feel you come around me, to squeeze me.” He shoved his pants down as he cupped her cheeks to kiss her deeply, his tongue mixing with hers. Her hands ran over his hips and around to his raging d**k and she stroked it. She whimpered as he pulled back but never broke the kiss. She was trying to push him onward, but that wasn’t happening, not tonight. Tonight, this was his game, even if she started it; he was going to set the pace. And that was always something she hated because he loved to torture her.

“This isn’t fair,” she cried out as he broke the kiss to kiss along her neck and down to her breasts.

“Did I say it would be?”

“Jay, my body is on fire for you, please take care of it!” He pushed her back on the table and wrapped her legs around his hips.

“Sweetheart, I’ll take care of it, don’t you worry.” Without warning, he slammed into her, causing the table to rock. She moaned, her nails raking along his arms and he shivered. f**k if she didn’t know how to use those things to her advantage. Her legs locked around his hips and he felt the heels of her shoes pressing into his ass.

“God damn Jay, why do we walk away?” He shook his head as he pushed into her even more. He was buried so deep inside her that he wasn’t sure where the f**k he ended and she began. All he knew was this was perfect, that this right here was heaven to him. “Oh, please, f**k me harder, I need it.” He looked down at her and kissed her as his hands moved between them. His thumb rubbed against her c**t as his hips picked up their pace. The table was having a hell of a time staying upright the more he pushed; he was aiming for her having to get another one after tonight.

“Oh, f**k Bryana, son of a b***h baby, you are so tight!” His head leaned down and he ran a tongue along her n****e before he nipped at it. The pain was enough to set her off and she came hard, her back arching off the table and the n****e landed in his mouth.

“Yes Jay, oh f**k yes.” But he didn’t stop. He wanted her to come again, and f**k, again if she could. Her eyes opened wide as she realized he wasn’t letting up. “You didn’t…”

“I didn’t. We’re aiming for multiple rounds tonight, baby.” With that, he flung her legs over his shoulders again and he pumped into her even faster. The sound of his balls slapping against her skin was a strange music to his ears. Mixing that with her cries was enough to set him off, but he refrained. He wanted to feel her come again; he wanted to hear her one more time. “Let me feel you, Bryana, I know you’re close because you’re so tight.” He watched her, watched as she fought to fight the waves. His finger ran between them to gather her juices and moved to her other entrance. Anal wasn’t something they did much of but had done it on occasion. And when he wanted her to cry out, he teased that hole, just like he was doing now.

Her legs tightened around his head as she came yet again, her nails digging into his forearms. f**k, he loved when she did that, it was a way to claim him without really anyone knowing. Her lip was pulled between her teeth but he shook his head. She whimpered, and then cried out, and finally did he come. He leaned over her as his hips slowed and then finally stopped. s**t, he was going to feel that in the morning. He grinned as she took a ragged breath. This was so perfect for him and as he gathered her up in his arms and took her to her room to lie down, he forgot why they didn’t work.

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“Why do you allow him to piss you off? You know how he is!” Bryana looked at her friend and shook her head. It had been two weeks since that night and right after, Jay went out drinking with his buddies. She was pissed at him and it was the never-ending reminder of why they didn’t work. She crossed her arms and plopped down on her friend’s couch. She needed to get out of here; her friend, though she loved her, didn’t help much in this department.

“Look, Susan, I gotta jet. I need to fume back at my place.” Susan nodded, hugged her, and walked Bryana out to her car. She started down the street and came to the stop sign as her phone dinged. She opened the picture message, her mouth-watering at the ridged d**k on the screen. She twisted her lip as she shook her head at herself. She typed the words and hit send. I’m comin’ over.