Chapter 3 Hit Me Hard, Hit Me Soft

Allison As I sat on the bed, Jayden's eyes locked onto mine, filled with a hunger that made my skin prickle. He shifted me on the bed, his hands gentle but firm, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. He leaned in, his lips brushing against my neck, sending sparks flying through my body. I pushed him away slightly, reminding him, "No kissing." Jayden's eyes gleamed with amusement. "I kissed your neck, not your lips." I rolled my eyes, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks. "Just get on with it." Jayden's lips returned to my neck, his kisses sending cold shivers down my spine. He then pulled away, his hands moving to the hem of my gown. He pulled it up, and I felt a rush of cool air as he exposed my skin. "Damn, you've got a great body, Allison," he said, his eyes lingering on my cleavage and waist. "I... Thank you," I replied softly, trying my best not to sound too nervous. Jayden stood up straight, his eyes locked on mine as he slowly peeled off his shirt. His body was toned and muscular, even more so than when I had last seen him seven months ago. I couldn't help but stare, my gaze fixated on his chiseled chest and abs. I didn't even realize I was staring until Jayden's smirk made it clear that he had noticed. He moved closer to me, reaching around my back to unhook my bra with a swift, confident motion. A wave of nervousness washed over me as I felt the fabric fall away. I couldn't believe this was really happening. His hands cupped my breasts, and I had to fight to keep from making a sound. I didn't want anyone to hear us, even though I had cursed the people next door just moments before. Jayden's lips found mine once again, trailing down from my neck to my breast. I moaned softly as his mouth took in my hard nipple, licking and sucking it gently. I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out, my toes curling in response to the sensations coursing through me. But what on earth were we doing? I considered pushing Jayden away and telling him to do whatever he wished, that I didn't care anymore, but the feeling of his hand squeezing my thigh made me hesitate. His other hand was on my left breast, squeezing it firmly, as if trying to draw something out of there. Before I could fully process what was happening, Jayden's hand moved down to my panties, rubbing it gently and making me shiver. In one swift motion, my pants were off, and I couldn't even understand how he had managed it so quickly. "Oh my god," I whispered, my fingers gripping the sheets tightly as one of his fingers slipped inside me. "I badly want to kiss you," he murmured, his gaze moving between my lips and my rolling eyes. "Can I?" "Don't—" I started to protest, but a loud moan escaped me as a second finger joined the first. "Oh, come on!" someone from the next room yelled, pounding on the wall. Goodness! I felt so embarrassed. This was not how I had wanted things to go. "Shh," Jayden whispered, quickly pulling off his pants and underwear. "You know what, let's just get straight to the point." I swallowed hard as his cock sprang free. It was bigger and thicker than I had expected, and I found my eyes drawn to it, fascinated by the way it throbbed and grew with each passing second. "Why are you staring so hard?" Jayden asked, climbing onto the bed and positioning himself above me. "Do you want it in your mouth like that day?" "What the hell are you saying?" I snapped, anger and disgust contorting my face. "Can we just forget that day ever existed? Why would I even want that thing in my mouth again?" "Well, the drool on your face says otherwise," he whispered, wiping the wetness from the side of my mouth. This was beyond embarrassing. I simply kept shut and turned my head away, unable to meet his gaze. All I wanted was for this to be over as quickly as possible, and for him to just leave. Without warning, Jayden spread my legs apart like a roasted chicken ready to be devoured. I gasped, unprepared for the sudden exposure. He let out a deep grunt as he plunged his full length into me, causing a sharp cry to escape my lips. "Here we go," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "Just be quiet for me, okay?" I nodded, my whimpering subduing as he began to move slowly, his body rocking in and out of my wet, clenched pussy. "Are you sure I shouldn't kiss you?" he asked, leaning closer until our faces were mere inches apart, his hands gripping my hips. "No," I managed to say between soft moans, my body weakening with each thrust. He relaxed his body and gently lifted legs up, so that my face was between them. His movements became faster and more powerful, causing the flimsy bed to creak and shake beneath us. I squeezed my eyes shut as he drove deeper and harder inside me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. Unable to contain myself any longer, I began to moan senselessly, my fingers clutching the sheets tightly. The sudden sound of a phone ringing made me flinch. Jayden held me in place before I could disengage from him, grabbing his phone from the nightstand and checking the caller ID. A smirk crossed his face as he showed me the screen. It was my mother calling! This couldn't be good. I desperately wanted to get away, but he refused to budge. "Just stay still and be quiet," he whispered, his voice low and commanding. I swallowed hard, my gaze locked on him as he answered the call, all the while continuing to thrust into me. "Hello, Jayden?" my mother's voice came through the speaker. "Yes, ma'am?" Jayden replied, his tone casual as usual. "When are you coming back home?" she asked. "Uh… I was wondering if I could sleep over at an old friend's place?" "Okay then. How's Allison doing—" Before she could finish her question, Jayden abruptly ended the call, his focus now entirely on me. "Why did you just end the call like that?" I asked, my eyes widening. "No distractions," he murmured, pressing a kiss to my raised leg. Without another word, he pulled out, flipped me over, and plunged back inside me before I could fully bend for him, I winced at the sudden intrusion, but my body quickly adjusted to his size, welcoming the pleasure that came with each powerful stroke. "Oh damn" I mewled, my fingers digging into his thighs as my body quivered beneath him. And we went on and on. "Oh, fucking hell, Jayden. I think I'm going to come." "Yeah, come for me, baby," he whispered hotly against my ear, his breath. "Fucking come for me." "I'm not your baby." I breathed, stuffing the pillow to my face. My eyes squeezed shut as he grew wilder, his body pounding into mine so hard that I actually had tears running down my eyes. His balls slapped against my sensitive flesh with each forceful thrust. "Oh, fffuck, Jayden!" I cried, my voice trembling with pleasure. "Yes, baby. I love it when you call my name," he grunted, his voice raw with desire. "Stop fu… fucking… calling me your babyyy," I yelped, sobbing quietly. Well, he never listen? Does he? "Ughhh! I think I'm going to fucking come, Alli. Fuck, baby!" Just as I was about to lose myself entirely in the moment, I remembered something important. "Don't come on the bed," I whispered, my face buried in the sheets. He pulled out, and I felt his strong hands gripping my butt cheeks, his nails scraping my skin as he released his load, splattering across my back and onto the bed. "Stay where you are," he commanded, grabbing his underwear from the floor to wipe me clean. He turned me over, sitting me down, spreading my legs wide and placing them on his shoulders. His hand found my swollen clit, massaging it with expert precision, before slipping his fingers into my still-throbbing pussy. "I…I think I'm really going to come now," I groaned, my raised legs trembling uncontrollably. "Yes, come for me, baby," he nodded, increasing the pressure on my clit as his fingers worked their magic inside me. My stomach clenched, and with a sharp intake of breath, I exploded on his hands and onto the bed. "Oh, fuck!" I cried, collapsing onto the bed, my shivering legs clasping together as I tried to find my composure back. Jayden laid beside me, breathing fast and hard. We lay there, our bodies spent and sated. Staring at the white ceiling, my mind was a jumbled mess, and I longed to crawl inside Jayden's head to know what he was thinking. Did he enjoy every moment? Would he return for more? Or was he filled with regret? "I guess this is it?" I swallowed, shattering my thoughts. "Yeah," he finally replied, after a long pause. His voice was detached, devoid of emotion.