77 My other present

I stripped Jackson of his clothing and pulled him into the shower with me to rinse off. I loved playing with him, teasing his body with my light touches, his cock only swelling more and twitching in eagerness. He seemed to be enjoying relinquishing control to me. I had to admit, I was enjoying it myself as I slowly pushed him, out of the bathroom and on to the bed. The whole time biting my lip, contemplating all the things I wanted to do to him.

The bed had basic restraints already attached to it, making this so much easier for fun. Now, I'm staring as his body, his skin still lightly damp from a quick towel dry, spread eagle, leaving him exposed and at my mercy. I wanted to run my tongue over every dip, curve, inch of him, but I wondered how I should start. 

I lean over and give him a slow, firm kiss, cupping his jaw while I do so. When I pull back I let my thumb trace his slightly swollen lips, following the line of his cupids bow to bring it down the middle of his his bottom lip, dragging it lightly.

I drag my nails just enough to tease down his chest, tickling his nipple with the tips of them. I watch as his chest rises and catches as his body tenses when I touch a sensitive area on him.

"Melita...." Jackson groans at me when my tongue begins to tease the V at his waist. I suck and nip down his thigh, letting my breath fall over the wet trail I leave behind. A smirk escapes me as I feel him tremble under me. 

"Did you really intend to spank me in front of all my friends?" I ask him as I bring my head up from his body.

Jackson's body tenses slightly before he lets out an awkward laugh. "Just once or twice... I wasn't going to go all out and give you them all..." His voice trails off as he catches my unamused gaze.

"Sorry, I know you don't like to be teased at all but I wasn't thinking of it in a teasing manner. It was just for a bit of fun." 

I nip at his skin making him gasp and flinch. Trying to suppress the chuckle that escapes my throat, I turn it into a clearing of my throat. "We do like our fun, don't we?" I give him a devilish grin as I throw my leg over to straddle his chest. "I've always wanted to try this..." I move my body forward resting my thighs on the sides of his face.

"Oh?" I can only tell he's smiling by the crinkle around his eyes, "I'm more than happy t-..." 

I cut him off by pressing my self against his mouth. I feel the heat of my stare telling him to get to work, feeling his smothered chuckle up into my core. "Less talking, more licking." I grin down at him as his mouth gets to work. I pull myself up every now and then, teasing him, watching his tongue still reaching out to lick my clit, but unable to reach me. The second he starts to make a sound of protest I smother him again. 

I continue to tease him like this until I rocking an orgasm out on his tongue and slide down his body.

"For someone who doesn't like to tease, you are enjoying teasing me." Jackson murmurs as I drag my tongue across his nipples, nipping them making him hiss at the light sting. 

"Hmmm?" Is all I say as I move lower over his body, "Am I teasing you now?" I bat my lashes up at him, innocently.

The way he sucks in his bottom lip and bites it has my insides quiver but his low husky voice that responds has desire pooling between my legs to the point I may start dripping where I hover over him.

"You know you are, naughty girl."

I try to regain my composure while I spread more kisses down his body, "And here I thought," I take his erection in my hand, "I was being a good girl..." I stroke him a few times before adding, "I thought that this was part of my birthday present?"

"Lita... ah!" 

Whatever he was about to say is choked off when my mouth envelopes him and I suck and roll my tongue under the length of his shaft, turning them into moans. I grin around his cock, proud of causing him to lose his train of thought. I pop it from my mouth and glide back over top of him, laying my head on his chest.

"I'm sleepy now. Thank you for a wonderful present." I say yawning.

"What? Melita... You're joking right?!"

I lay still acting like I've fallen asleep.

"Melita. Melita... Melita!" 

I hum in response and snuggle my nose into his chest evening out my breathing.

"Melita... seriously?" He scoffs, "Melita!" He bounces his chest up and grunts in frustration. "Melita!" 

Not able to fake it anymore, I sit up chuckling, "Not so nice to be teased for a bit of fun now is it?"

He grumbles, "You've made your point woman." 

I respond in a sing song manner, "I don't know if I have..." giggling as his face hardens as he becomes more frustrated. 

I rock my hips against his half hard member, making him groan out again. "Melita.. please?" 

"Please what?" I ask innocently as I work him back up.

"You know what." He gets out through gritted teeth, even as his head drops back as I slide him inside of me. "Fuck... Melita.." He moans out as I bob up and down, working him into me.

"I thought that's what I was doing... Jackson..." I grin cheekily at him with a wink.

He groans again, "When I get my hands on you..."

"Now... now.. now... This is part of my present... you can't give me something and take it back just because you didn't care for part of it.. now can you?" I hush him, placing a finger across his lips. My other hand holds me steady on him as I rock my hips bringing a delicious sensation of pleasure for the both of us out in the form of a deep moan.

I watch how badly he wants to touch me as he struggles to control his hands that instinctively move to reach for me. Seeing him so helpless under me is fucking sexy. 

"This is a good look for you." I admit, smiling as I play with my tits, riding him, watching the hunger in his eyes only grow. 

"Oh?" He flicks his brows up quickly in surprise before his eyes close and he lets out through clenched teeth, "fuck..." as I cup his balls rolling and gently pinching them between my fingers.

"Unable to move... at my mercy, having no choice but to deal with what I give you." I chuckle and sigh moving myself slowly along his length. I understood why Jackson and everyone was so into this now. Not that I didn't understand it before... I just never experienced it.

Jackson bucks his hips up to meet mine, grinning. "I can move a little bit." He grins up at me, the egotistical rogue that he is and winks. 

I pinch his nipples and make him hiss, "If you're not going to be good and let me enjoy my present, I'm going to punish you." 

"What's the punishment?" He gets a cocky grin on his face making me cross my arms over my chest as I lean back and consider my options.

"I'll really go to sleep and leave you this way." 

"You wouldn't." 

"You sure?" 

The unsettled look on his face has me mentally chuckling at him. 

He scoffs, "Fine. I'll behave since it's part of your birthday present." He gives me a look that screams he's going to get me back for this though.

I lean over wickedly smiling and give him a sweet kiss, making the tension in his muscles build as he expects that I'm about to do something to him. When nothing happens except me beginning to ride him, the tension in his body starts to dissipate. I trail my mouth down his jaw licking and sucking on his neck. When I feel him arch his body up to meet mine, I pinch his nipples hard.

"Ah.. fuck!" 

I giggle, "You're not behaving..." I sing to him in a taunting manner. 

He grunts and whispers, "You're going to be the death of me..."

"No I won't..." I giggle, "maybe your nipples, but not the rest of you." 

He laughs before saying fondly, "I love you, Melita." 

I lean down and whisper, "I know." Then I kiss him and begin to move my hips in earnest.

Jackson groans, "That's right My Lita, take what you want from me."

Working myself all along his length, rolling my hips, finding the right angle and pace to work myself up until I'm shattering on top of him. 

"Fuck that was hot, Lita." Jackson stares at me with hungry eyes as I gasp trying to catch my breath after coming down from my high. 

I lean back and undo his restraints on his ankles and lean up and free him from the headboard. "I do not want to be restrained tonight." I give him firm stare, letting him know I'm serious.

The second he's free, he grabs my head in his hands and brings me in for a deep kiss that melts me from the inside out. He rolls us over, coming to a stop as he hovers above me. His eyes search mine as I lay panting from our kiss with my arms wrapped around his neck. He hooks my right leg over his elbow, lifting it as he slides back into me, making me whimper and grip his shoulders. He's slow, moving but forceful, making me feel every inch of him. He builds me up, anticipating when he begins to move forward when he'll touch the spot inside me that makes my breath catch in my throat. Groaning when he pulls back and leaves me feeling empty, only to make me whimper as he fills me back up, our eyes locking with every sound I make, parting when the pleasure causes us to close our eyes.

I'm losing myself in this decadent torture of slow, firm and relentless pleasure. My heart is beating like crazy, my breath is coming in shorter, my legs are shaking, but all I care about is him continuing to move in me. My hands grip the sheets in my hands, just to remind my body that it's still attached to the bed. My body is wound up tight, tears drop from the corners of my eyes, I'm so overwhelmed. 

"Please..." I beg him, practically sobbing it when I repeat myself, "Please." 

He speeds his thrusts up just lightly, moving faster when I give a startled but relieved cry. "Yes!" 

"This what you wanted? My hard cock deep in that pussy, making you cum?" Jackson growls against my chest as he sucks a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard, working his tongue around the sensitive nipple.

The noises that leave my mouth can not be considered words in any language but Jackson seems to understand anyways. His mouth releases my nipple with a pop, his deep, low groan resonating through the room as one of his hands glides to my clit and begins to rub it. His hot breath runs over my neck as he whispers, "Be a good girl and cum for me."

His words set the coil inside of my core to tighten, "Cum for me, My Lita." He gasps, rubbing my clit faster, sending my eyes to the recesses of my skull as my body came hard just as I felt him lose himself in me.

"Fuck!" He growled as he came, my body still reeling and contracting around his cock as he held himself deep inside of me. 

My whimpers and our gasps filled the air as our bodies come down from their high, Jackson kissing my neck in light feathery kisses.

We lay there tangled in each other's arms and end up drifting off to sleep. I awaken feeling dehydrated but overall not too bad. The same can't be said for poor Jackson.

"Ughhh... I feel like shit... " He groans after climbing out of the shower, "how do you not have a hangover?" He asks filling up the water glass and downing it and then another.

"Just lucky I guess?" I shrug, pulling out the spare set of clothes he had packed for us. He had packed a simple knee length blue dress for me and casual slacks and polo shirt for himself. I hand him his clothes and slip into the dress before grabbing a glass of water for myself.

Once we're both dressed we head out to the bar where we find Scott, bless his heart, filling up coffee cups for everyone.

"Well good to see the birthday girl looks chipper today." Scott chuckles after taking note of our appearances.

Lirael is hungover sipping her coffee while Lance rubs her neck. Sarina and Brian look about as lively as as a pair of sloths, while Aman and Big daddy seem chipper just like me.

"Where's everybody else who stayed over?" I ask curious.

Scott rolls his eyes with a smile, "Janet was swearing she's never drinking again but left about an hour ago with Teresa. Kim and Jim left maybe fifteen minutes ago, while Simon and Adam are probably taking a shower or just now getting up for the day."

I nod, "How about Ethan and Alyssa?"

"They haven't come out of that room yet." Scott snickers.

I scoff at what his snicker was implying, "Oh please they're probably just getting some much needed sleep."

Now Scott has to smother a laugh, "They were awake not long ago when I knocked to let them know coffee would be ready. Alyssa was looking pretty comfy in Ethan's shirt too."

I stare at Scott wide eyed, my mouth dropping open in a large surprised smile that I cover with the palm of my hand.

That's when the pair walk out to the bar, Alyssa in last night's dress and Ethan in his as well, just his shirt is extremely wrinkled.

I clear my throat and school my face as I take a large swig of hot coffee that I have to spit back out into my cup. "Oh god that was hot."

Jackson chuckles, "Well yeah you just saw him make it."

I smack his arm as Alyssa and Ethan take seats next to us and take a cup of coffee from Scott.

"So how did you two sleep last night? Anyone with a hangover?" Scott asks handing them the creamer and sugar.

Alyssa and Ethan both quietly respond in unison, "Good, no." Making them both flush exchanging shocked glances before chuckling with each other. 

Lirael groans and puts her cup on the edge of the bar, "Scottie, beam me up with a little hair of the dog in that next cup. I need it."

"Make that three hairy coffees, please." Adam and Simon take a seat at the bar, looking thoroughly fucked and hungover too. Hair, damp and probably combed through with just their fingers, they take the coffee offered and take a sip.

My lips curl as I lean forward, "Hey Aman, Big Daddy?" I call out louder than was necessary, making a chorus of groans and hisses echo through the bar. "Should we order breakfast?" I suppress my laughter but not the shit eating grin that covers my face as another chorus of groans and hisses escape the majority present.

Big daddy releases a loud barking laugh, shaking his finger at me, knowing what I was doing. I just shrug like I'm completely innocent and get in return a look that cries, 'bullshit'.

Aman covers his mouth with his hand but drops it after clearing his throat, "Breakfast sounds great!" 

Big daddy smacks his arm, making me and Aman cackle with laughter. After a minute, I look around and see the glares we're getting and my laughter dies down to smothered snorts. Big Daddy, Ethan and Alyssa are looking amused but not going to join us. 

"Gosh... sorry guys." I roll my eyes and continue, "Seriously though, should we order some breakfast?"