Just One Dance

8. Giving In

"Scarlett... Let me f*ck you. Would you like that?" Scarlett nodded her head, agreeing to let Jacob f*ck her. But, like before, Jacob wanted her to voice her answer. He wanted to hear her permit him to ravish her.

"Words, Scarlett. I need to hear you say it." Jacob demanded. His lips on her ear sent euphoric sensations through Scarlett.

"Yes, Jacob, I want you to f*ck me." Jacob rolled his hips at Scarlett's admission and she moaned loudly. It was the best thing he had heard all day.

"I plan to. I plan to f*ck you until you can't feel your legs. Until you c*me so much that you pass out right afterward." Jacob said.

"I can't wait." Scarlett said, biting her bottom lip.

She tried to reach between them to hold onto his c*ck, but their bodies were practically glued together. Jacob realized what she was trying to do, so he lifted himself enough for Scarlett to start rubbing his erection through his jeans. He thrust forward into her hand.

"You don't have to." Jacob stood and got rid of his clothes at record speed. He was just as eager as Scarlett was.

Scarlett had felt the thickness of his c*ck through his jeans, but seeing it bare, made her wetter. If that was even possible. He was well-endowed. It sort of made Scarlett worry because she had been abstaining for a while, and when she was still f*cking her ex-boyfriend, his d**k was only half of what Jacob was blessed with. But, nothing was going to stop their bodies from connecting.

Jacob sat on the couch and lifted Scarlett to straddle him as he had done before. Scarlett watched his very erect c*ck as it stood proudly between them. He lifted his hips to make sure they were both comfortable. The feel of his shaft rubbing on her cl*t was sensational. She slowly rocked back and forth, chasing a high she didn't know she could get that way.

Before Scarlett knew what was happening. She was rocking harder and faster. Jacob watched as this woman was fascinating to him. She behaved as if she hadn't been f*cked in years, which he didn't know was an accurate thought.

Jacob felt a shiver from Scarlett's body, so he knew she was about to c*me. He started rocking with her to intensify the feeling for her. He felt proud as f*ck. This woman was coming undone and he hadn't even touched her yet.

Scarlett's spasms started and Jacob watched as she silently screamed, trying not to make too much noise. She made him impossibly harder. He didn't expect Scarlett's next move and he wasn't prepared for it either.

She went high enough to feel his c*ck at her entrance and impaled herself with it, filling herself to the hilt. They both groaned and stilled.

"F*ck!" The feeling was almost too much for Jacob. He didn't expect Scarlett's p*ssy to be so tight. It had a vice-like grip on him, driving him insane. Scarlett could see Jacob's contorted face. She didn't know what was wrong, so she was worried for a second.

"I'm sorry." Scarlett said, about to climb off of Jacob, but he held her in place.

"I wanted to ask you a few things before we did anything, but it is completely off the table since my c*ck is already deep inside you." Jacob said.

"Things? Like what?" Scarlett asked since she had no idea what Jacob was referring to.

"Are you clean?"

"Yes." Scarlett answered, somewhat bothered by the question. But, she knew it came with the territory.

"Are you on birth control?" Jacob asked. Scarlett wondered if she told him the truth would he stop what they were doing? But, she decided not to lie.

"No." Jacob's brows were furrowed at her answer.

"Why not? I thought..." He didn't bother finishing his statement, but Scarlett knew what he wanted to say. He thought all strippers or dancers were on birth control.

"No, we're not all on birth control. I haven't had s*x for a few years, so there was no need." Scarlett's p*ssy tightened when Jacob slightly shifted. He was losing his self-control.

"Wow."

"Not all of us are wh*res." Scarlett said. Did Jacob think of her as a wh*re? Well, it didn't matter anymore since she was currently sitting on his c*ck.

Jacob kept silent. He didn't think that Scarlett could have shocked him anymore. She was not a wh*re. He saw her in a different light, but it would still change nothing. It would only be a one-time thing.

"I didn't say you were." I thought that though. "There's just no form of protection. I didn't intend to f*ck anybody tonight, so I didn't take any cond*ms with me."

"You can always pull out." Scarlett whispered through shallow breaths. Having Jacob's hard c*ck inside her while trying to have a conversation was torture. She wasn't thinking of the consequences. She wished he would just start moving. Maybe she should. She lifted herself. For a minute, Jacob thought she was backing out because he hesitated.

He didn't hesitate because he didn't want to do it. He hesitated because he didn't know if his will was strong enough to pull out of Scarlett's tight p*ssy in time.

All his thoughts of Scarlett backing out vanished when she sat all the way down on him. The only thing he could do was grunt. She did it over and over again at a steady pace until Jacob couldn't tell who was making the noise anymore.

Jacob removed her top that barely covered her well-rounded bre*sts and immediately took one of her n*pples into his mouth. Scarlett clenched on him. He swirled his tongue, taking time to savor each one. Jacob was making sure that he gave her maximum pleasure.

Scarlett was riding him as if she was possessed and he f*cking loved it. It took everything in him to keep himself from flinging her on the floor and pummeling her. Her p*ssy gripped him like no other ever did, and he didn't know if she could take any hard ramming. She was running her hands through his hair and all over his body, making him lose all of his rational thoughts.

"F*ck!"

It felt like Scarlett was nearing her climax because she squeezed him harder than before. He didn't know how much of it he could take. Scarlett must have been sent to kill him, because, then, she whispered something into his ear.

"F*ck me! F*ck me harder, Jacob." Jacob squeezed his eyes shut at these words.

"I don't know if you can take it." He said through clenched teeth. Scarlett gripped his chin and looked into his eyes while still giving pleasure to both of them.

"How could you know how much I could take if you've never given it to me before?" Scarlett asked.

"You're right." Jacob said standing.

His hands were under Scarlett's a*s holding her up. She wrapped her legs around him to secure herself. Jacob lay on top of Scarlett on the floor, all the while his c* ck was still lodged deep inside her. He grazed her g-spot and Scarlett moaned her approval.

"f**k. Yes." Jacob watched as Scarlett bit her lips, looking at him.

This woman had no idea what she was doing to him. It was strange for Jacob how a woman whom he had met this very same night could make him feel so alive. Like the s*x he was having all his life was not good enough.

He definitely needed to stay away from her after tonight. A woman with the power to bend a man's mind the first time they were meeting was dangerous. No woman had ever controlled him. Well, besides his mother. She was the only exception. He was not going to allow Scarlett to change that. He will not be defeated by her.

'And yet, here you are, getting ready to f*ck the sh*t out of her because she asked you to.' Jacob ignores the voice of reason in his mind.

He positioned both of Scarlett's feet over his shoulders. She was spread so wide for him and was about to be f*cked just the way she had asked.

"Even though this is what you asked for, I'm apologizing in advance." Jacob said.

"What are you apo- Oh"

Scarlett stopped talking when Jacob buried his big c*ck inside her p*ssy with one push. He didn't wait for her to get used to the new position as it had allowed him to go deeper than usual. Scarlett's screams were erotic to the ears.

He slowed so he could remove her feet from his shoulders and wrapped them around his waist, making Scarlett's body flush against his. This would allow him to give her cl*torial stimulation without having to use his fingers. He picked up his pace again.

With every thrust he gave, Scarlett met him halfway. Scarlett grabbed his a*s and pulled him deeper into her.

"I'm gonna c*me soon. Please don't stop." She traced the planes of his back reveling in how ripped he was. She felt his muscles flexing under her touch as he moved back and forth.

Jacob started f*cking her harder, chasing his high. As soon as she c*me, he would pull out and use his hand to finish the job. But, things don't always go as planned.

Scarlett was c*ming on Jacob's c*ck and instead of pulling out, Jacob drove deeper. Every time he pulled back, he felt Scarlett's pssy pulling him back in. It was at the last minute that he pulled out with his c*me spurting over Scarlett's stomach.

"F*ck!" That was the best p*ssy Jacob had ever f*cked. He almost c*me inside it. He was planning to fck her all night, but, if he pushed his c*ck inside her again, his resolve would be broken and she would be having his baby in nine months. He has got to forget about this.

Scarlett felt embarrassed after the fact. She could not believe she allowed this stranger to f*ck her. What was even more shameful was that she didn't even know his last name. She didn't know anything other than the fact that he was Tony's best friend. And she so shamelessly begged him to f*ck her. Hard. Only if the floor could swallow her up.

Scarlett got on shaky legs after Jacob stood. She entered the very discreet half bathroom that no one would notice was there unless they knew it was there. She cleaned his c*me from her body using a damp towel. She wore one of the robes that were placed in all of the private rooms' bathrooms, though there was no shower. She thanked God when she saw Jacob getting dressed. Things were getting awkward.

"I paid for all night, but I need to go." It was like Scarlett was doused with the memory. That Jacob paid for her 'services'. He paid for her and she f*cked him.

'That's the definition of prostitution.'

"It's fine. It's late anyway." She said.

"And just to be clear, this will never happen again." Jacob added.

"I don't expect it to. F*ck you, Jacob. Get the f*ck out."