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Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

Watching in silence, Dallas rolled onto his back and watched as Jenna straddled his hips.  He stared up at her, his hands spanning her hips and resting on her navel.  A gasp caught in his throat when she leaned down to kiss him, her breasts pressing against his chest.  When they finally separated for air, Dallas brought his hand up and rested it on Jenna’s cheek.  “We don’t need to have sex.”  He told her bluntly.  “I want to, God damn do I want to, but I want to let you know that we don’t have to. It’s your body, your choice.  I did that for you because I wanted to, not because I had to.”  He gave her a smile and kissed the palm of her hand.  “Okay?”

Jenna was grateful that Dallas was an A1 gentleman. He made her feel safe. However, he was still a teenager himself, and he deserved to feel good, too. As he would figure out soon enough, she didn't do things that she want to do--it was that simple. If she wasn't feeling it, fuck it. Life was too short for her to waste her time and energy with things that didn't bring her absolute joy. KC had definitely been a lesson. She smiled as he kissed the palm of her hand, reaching up with her own hand to cup his cheek. They were still laying body to body when Jenna slid her hand down Dallas's body, wrapping her hand around him gently. She busied herself with placing feather-light kisses along his clavicle and up his neck, her mouth ghosting over his ear. "Believe me when I say, I want to," she whispered, stroking him slowly between their bodies. "Now, it's my turn to make you feel good."

Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

Dallas’s fingers brushing over her lips, Jenna kissed the tip of each one in turn. Her breath caught in her throat as his fingertips continued their magic, tracing along her back and causing her to involuntarily arch her back. The aftereffect was a visible tremble and an explosion of goosebumps laid out over her body. It amazed Jenna how he knew exactly where to touch her to rouse her. “No water,” she breathed huskily, rolling over on top of him and straddling his hips. “You’re full of surprises, too,” she murmured, leaning down with her body to press her naked chest against Dallas’s as she kissed him.

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Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

Moving up with her, Dallas held her softly as he placed a kiss on the top of her head. “Well, I’m glad that I was able to help you do that.”  He said honestly.  “Was it the first time that I’ve ever had someone do that?  Hell yes.”  He said with a laugh.  “My ex…she never even let me go down on her.  She said it was gross and degrading.”  He shrugged.  “So I wasn’t super sure what I was doing…but I promise I’ll get better.”  He told her as he propped himself up on his elbow.  “I thought that it was just an urban myth that girls could do that, so yeah, I’m impressed.”  He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on her nose.  “Are you okay?”  He asked brushing her hair off her face.  “Like…do you need water or anything?”  He had never made a girl squirt before so he wasn’t sure if there was something he could do for her.  “And how about from now on, if you feel like you need to get yourself off…you text me instead.”  He told her, a blush covering his face.  “Because I’d like to be the one that makes you do that again.”

Jenna grinned hearing Dallas laugh, realizing that it was the first time that he had. He seemed to be starting to relax a little, and it made her happy. She didn't want him to feel like he couldn't be himself with her. Hearing his promise to her, she leaned into his kiss, closing her eyes feeling his lips on her nose before moving slightly to where she could press her own lips against his firmly. Dallas was genuinely a nice guy, and she liked how concerned he seemed to be. "Urban myth busted," she said, a teasing tone in her voice as she pulled back, turning her head as his hand reached up to push her hair out of her face. She reached up with her own hand to grip his wrist gently, pressing a soft kiss against his pulsepoint. "I'm okay," she assured him, flushing as he told her that he would prefer to be the one to get her off versus her doing it herself. Jenna's baby blue eyes looked into his darker ones as she bit her lower lip, several minutes passing between them. "You were so unexpected," she finally said. "In all the best ways."

Eli was hunched over the table, a ballpoint pen in his fist, when he heard Imogen's airy voice permeate his brain. He looked up in time to watch her sit at the table. "Can't you tell?" he asked her, a lopsided grin painting his lips. He picked up the stack of papers in front of him, tapping them against the table before handing them over to Imogen. He had spent his free period writing in a new scene, one that led up to his leading lady kissing her Romeo. His play was based loosely on Romeo + Juliet, and not to toot his own horn, but he was actually profoundly proud of how it was coming together. Setting the new script down in front of her, he gazed at her through emerald hues, eagerness etched across his expression as he wanted to know her thoughts on it in hopes that she would like it.

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Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

Oral sex was something Dallas liked to both give and receive.  Vanessa on the other hand thought it was disgusting and degrading, so after one failed attempt he never tried again.  Until today. He loved the idea of bringing a woman pleasure just with his mouth and thankfully Jenna seemed to be into it. He stretched his fingers out wide and kept moving them in and out of her wet pussy.  He pressed every spot inside of her, tapping on an especially soft swollen spot.  She didn’t pull away so that was a good thing.  When her hands held him against her, he knew she was close and he doubled his efforts, his teeth raking across her clit gently and his fingers sliding in and out of her.  When she came, his fingers were forced out by the power of the liquid pouring out of her. Unsure of what to do, he caught as much of it as he could in his mouth and kept licking and sucking.  When her orgasm finally seemed to have come to an end, Dallas gently cleaned her up, licking her of any remaining juices that were stuck to her and kissed his way up her body.  “Wow.”  He said softly, his fingers brushing gently over her breasts and nipples.  “Has that…uh…ever happened to you before?”  He asked, blushing deeply.  “Cuz wow.”

Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

Dallas held back a grin as he heard Jenna moan underneath him.  This wasn’t anything he did before when he was with Vanessa.  They were young when they started having sex, 13, and not even out of middle school yet so their sexual knowledge was nothing more than abstaincy only and what he watched on porn.  And this was SO much better than porn.  Feeling her tighten, and her pleas, Dallas looked up, his fingers never stopping their motions.  “It’s okay, Jenna.”  He said softly.  “I’ll catch you.  I’ll always catch you.”  He whispered, meeting her eyes before he lowered his mouth again and sucked on her clit roughly.  He wanted to feel her explode under him, taste her.  He wanted to be the one that made her cry out in pleasure and forget all the pain.  

Jenna really didn’t have any control over what was happening anymore. It was like her body had gained a mind of its own. Feeling Dallas’s mouth on her, she could feel her orgasm starting to peak steadily. Sucking on her clit was enough to make her fall over the edge all on its own. Oral sex was one of Jenna’s favourite forms of intimacy. How he knew that, she would never know, but then the sensations of his fingers deep inside of her took the intensity of ecstasy that she was feeling to a whole other level. Words couldn’t describe how fucking good he was making her feel right now. As she continued to rocked her hips, she groaned, using her hands to press his face against her tighter. “Dallas,” she whimpered, her orgasm still building steadily until she completely came undone under him. “I-I’m coming,” she panted heavily, feeling herself ejaculate. Heat radiated out from her core, and she felt her orgasm spill out over her thighs, soaking the couch and the better half of Dallas’s face if she had to guess. Her thighs shook violently as pure pleasure ripped through her, and her hips bucked involuntarily, a soft string of moans emanating from her as her body started to slow down.

Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

Jenna’s hands automatically reached out to rest in Dallas’s hair, her eyes closing as she felt his mouth on her. It wasn’t until he pushed his fingers inside of her that she groaned, rocking her hips forward in a downward motion. She pulled her legs up, hooking her heels against the end of the couch. Stars exploded behind her eyes as desire coiled tightly in her tummy. She was a loaded spring, and she didn’t know how long she could stop herself–or even focus on pushing her orgasm down. She hadn’t been touched in forever–and never like this. Her hips never stopped moving, feeling his fingers sink deeper into her. “Fuck,” she panted heavily, biting back a whimper–his mouth on her felt heaven sent. She was coming undone, and she didn’t care. “Don’t stop,” she begged him. She swore that she would always give into Dallas, no matter what if this was what bliss felt like. She would never get use to being made to feel like this.

Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

His dark eyes almost bugged out of his head as he felt her small hand against him.  Staring at her, he grabbed her face and kissed her deeply. Sliding his hands down her sides, Dallas gently undid her shorts and tugged them gently down her long legs.  He only needed enough access for his hand to slide into the front of her shorts.  His fingers rubbed against the damp materials of her panties as he bucked against her hand. His free hand wrapped around her as his mouth blazed trails over her body.  It had been years since someone had touched him and he tried to hold himself back so he didn’t blow his load immediately.  

Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

Dallas struggled to breathe as he felt Jenna press down against him.  When she rolled off of him, he stared at her momentarily until she tugged him back on top of her.  “Y-Yeah.” He whispered his hands rested on her thighs, his knee between her legs.  He rocked against her, his lips sucking on her skin.  A flush washed over him as his body worked on his own accord. Gently, he freed her breasts from her bra and he gently kissed across the newly revealed skin.

Jenna arched her back in reaction to feeling Dallas's mouth on her breasts. She bit her lower lip, matching his movements as the friction between them continued to build. Swallowing hard, her palms slid over his dark skin, and she craned her neck slightly as her palms rested against either side of his neck. Gently, she pulled his face up to meet hers, kissing him frantically as one of her hands fumbled down Dallas's body, her fingertips timidly grazing over the waistband of his ball shorts. Knowing what guys wanted wasn't exactly a foreign concept to her. She kissed him hungrily as her hand slid under his waistband, her hand wrapping around him gently.

Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

Holding her gently, Dallas closed his eyes as he felt Jenna grind against him, his body reacting to her body.  A low moan slipped from his throat, a blush colouring his cheeks.  She was so beautiful, her china skin, her blonde hair…he wanted to make sure that she trusted him.  He wasn’t sure about her history with her ex, but regardless, he wasn’t going to be him.  Lost in his own thoughts, he blinked as he shirt disappeared and he gave her a mute nod. He leaned down and kissed over the swell of her breasts before his lips moved up her neck.  “Tell me what you want.”  He whispered, not wanting to push her or make her feel uncomfortable.

Jenna’s head fell back as Dallas kissed her breasts and up her neck, her eyes closing as she gripped his shoulders. Her hips had a mind of their own, repeating the motion without any will to stop. Desire flooded her, and she moaned louder than expected, causing her to lean into Dallas. She buried her face into his neck, trembling as she started to feel sensations that she had at long last forgotten. It was a whole new world with Dallas. She craved him so badly. She wanted to explore these resurfaced feelings with him. Hearing his words, she tumbled off of his lap, falling onto her back against the couch and pulling him down on top of her. “T-This… Is this okay?” she asked him, spreading her legs further apart, groaning under the weight of his body pinning hers to the couch.

Downward spiral // Jenna & Dallas

His large fingers lazed across her back and raked through her blonde hair.  It was so fine compared to his ex’s.  He tried to memorize this feeling.  The feeling of her weight in his lap, her skin under his fingers… When Jenna reached to rid herself of her shirt, Dallas’s eyes grew huge and he stared at her, his eyebrows disappearing into his hairline.  Holy shit.  He thought as his eyes rotated between her breasts and her face.  At her command, he nodded dumbly and reached for her, his lips teasing against hers.  Dallas wasn’t a player, contrary to popular belief, and after his relationship with Vanessa, he didn’t want to start something that could potentially hurt him. Gently, he kissed her, his fingers tracing designs on her newly revealed skin, his hands staying as far away from the clip on her bra as possible.  “You’re beautiful.”  He whispered against her lips as he leaned in to kiss her again.  

“You aren’t too bad yourself,” she murmured against his lips, trembling under his strong hands. “You actually aren’t bad at all. I’m very into you if it wasn’t already evident,” she admitted, kissing him again. Unable to help herself, Jenna rocked her hips forward in a downward motion, grinding against Dallas and causing a moan to escape her. She trusted him, and that was saying something–she didn’t trust many people. She didn’t like feeling vulnerable. KC had ruined her. She nibbled on his lower lip, pulling back slightly and reaching down to pull Dallas’s tshirt up and over his head and discarding it. Leaning down, she kissed the dip in his throat before looking at him. “Is this okay?”