Sugar Sugar

jamie had always been a relationship kind of girl. she was the kind of person that was almost never single, always went from one relationship to the next in search of love and dedicating herself to the relationship. that didn’t mean the woman was a prude, or that she didn’t love to experiment and try new things. very much the opposite, she was always willing to do almost anything and everything to please the person that she was with. loved having the power of her partner’s pleasure in her hands and giving them exactly what they needed. there wasn’t anything that the woman wasn’t ready to try to satisfy her partners in or out of the bedroom. which was why being with cameron was so amazing, it felt like the man was willing to do the same with her. and god was she satisfied. he satisfied her in ways that she didn’t think was possible until they met and went through each fantasy either of them had. she was happy and relaxed as she sat curled up on the couch with the man, a glass of wine in hand and her legs placed over his lap as they talked. “were you now?” she asked, raising a brow at the man. she took another sip of her wine before setting the glass aside and moving herself onto cameron’s lap, sliding her hands up his chest and shoulders before wrapping her arms around his neck. “well how about you tell me and then i can tell you?” she asked with a smile. “though given our track record... i’m pretty sure i’ll like where you’re going.” 

jax looked up from the plates that they were clearing up when they heard elliot speak. they let out a sad little chuckle and shook their head at that, not thinking that he offer was genuine. “right, and where would you take me?” they asked, holding the the tray steady against his hip and giving the other a small smile. they thought he was nice, having spent all day serving and talking with him since he had walked into the diner during his shift. they frowned lightly when they realized he wasn’t kidding. “you’re serious?” jax asked, shaking their head lightly. “do you really mean that?” they asked, heart almost feeling lighter at the thought of escaping from this place. 

                        XANDER’S OWN heart was beating a little faster in excitement at what they were doing at the table surrounded by her family. he shouldn’t have his hands up his girlfriend’s twin sister’s skirt, touching her and letting her touch him in return. he should be focused in on the conversation happening around them, but as always he could only focus his attention on erin. he’d always find himself drawn to her, his thoughts drifting to her when they shouldn’t. and now that she was finally giving him a taste of what he always wanted, he wasn’t about to pass it up. he bit back a smirk as she rolled onto his fingers, making him push his fingers further inside her. xander kept teasing her though, curling his fingers inside her before pulling them out and bringing his slick fingers up to rub her clit. he had to try really hard to hold in his groan when she wrapped her dainty, little hand around his cock and started stroking him slowly like that. oh this was going to really be as torturous as it was good for him. 

seth had thought that angel was acting a little strangely with the sudden urge to order breakfast for him, but the man wasn’t about to turn down free food. so he sent her his address and didn’t think about it for much longer, distracting himself by getting ready for the day ahead as he waited for his food to be delivered. he picked up his phone with a smile when he saw the text from the other, texting back angel and reminding her yet again how much he didn’t deserve her before making his way to the door. he froze in shock when he saw the girl standing there in front of him, blinking like he was imagining things before breaking out into a grin and stepping forward to scoop the other up into his arms, hugging her tight. “what the hell are you doing here?!” he asked, laughing as he stepped backwards into his apartment with her still in his arms. “why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” 

“mhm, i’ve got eyes too, buddy,” nell replied and playfully punched ben’s arm lightly. “but good job on the counting,” she teased before rolling her eyes and shaking her head. “don’t be ridiculous,” she told him, setting her things down and plopping herself down onto the edge of the bed, bouncing on it a little. “there’s plenty of space for both of us,” nell assured him. “unless you sleep starfish, because i may be tiny but i’m not that tiny.” 

morgan stepped back when the woman pushed him away and told him to stop coming closer to her. he kept his distance that time, not liking the way it made him feel to go against what she asked of him. it felt worse too, this distance between them as she tried to end things between them. “you don’t mean that,” he replied, shaking his head at her words. he took a step forward again but stopped before he could reach out and touch her. “you don’t really think it was nothing. look me in the eyes and say it again. tell me it meant nothing to you,” he told her. “and don’t tell me what it meant to me, i know how i fucking feel,” he continued. “and i may be a young, but that doesn’t mean i don’t fucking know myself or what i want,” morgan told her with a frown. he froze when she told him that she was pregnant. she was pregnant, she was going to be having a baby. that was definitely something he wasn’t expecting her to say either. he didn’t know that she was still sleeping with the other man as well. he felt just a little sick at the thought, whether it was his or her husbands. considering they hadn’t exactly been entirely careful the whole time they’d been doing this either. “how do you know it’s his?” he asked her after a long silent moment, looking into her eyes and trying to search for the truth. hoping he would be able to see it. “no. no, this shit is what you don’t mean. don’t fucking tell me the past couple weeks meant nothing. that’s bullshit.” he shook his head and frowned. 

she her smile softened at his words even as the boy rocked into her hand, making her k at keep rubbing over line of his cock in her pants. “yeah?” she asked softly, licking her own lips and looking down between their bodies. “do you want me to show you just how much i like you, isaac?” she asked, squeezing the bulge in his pants before raising her hand to thumb open the button of his jeans and tugging down the zipper at his fly. she didn’t make a move to touch him any further until she heard his response, though. 

“mm, a tempting thought though,” alana replied with a laugh of her own before taking a sip of her drink and sighing. she really was tired of these god awful dates as well, feeling her patience with them wearing thinner by the day. “not exactly like i want a matchmaker to do this,” she replied, sighing and shaking her head. “matchmaking just seems so... shallow,” alana said, frowning as she thought about the concept. “not really. all she cares about is that they be the right fit for our family. not particularly for me,” she said and rolled her eyes. “and i mean, i do want to find someone... god, do i,” she said the last bit with a laugh. “but getting set up just doesn’t work at all, they’re always all wrong and too boring, or too... wrong.” she frowned. why can’t people just meet the old fashioned way anymore. why’s that so hard?” she asked the man, setting her glass back down and laughing again before shaking her head. “sorry, i’ve clearly drank too much and am getting a little... just ignore me,” alana told him and looking back at him with a smile. “and anyways, i always complain to you. how about you complain to me for once?” 

                          XANDER COULDN’T help the little smirk that worked its way onto his face when he felt the girl start to roll her hips against his fingers on her. or the way her soft and obedient words made his cock twitch in his pants. she seemed so sweet and eager to please in that moment, even as she tried to keep a straight face for the rest of the table and he could feel her arousal on his fingertips. whispering a quiet “good girl” to her as he continued to rub her and coat his fingers with how wet she was, circling her clit before teasing a finger inside of her. there was probably a special place in hell for someone like him. for wanting what he wanted despite who it was and who it would hurt, for doing it so openly without the others being any wiser. the man was surprised though when he felt a hand on him, rubbing over his crotch and palm his hard cock. he turned his gaze back onto erin and nodded, smiling lightly before turning his attention away again. “keep going, sweet thing,” he murmured back to her, spreading his own legs and scooting in his sea a little so she could touch him easier. 

savannah couldn’t help the laugh that escaped her at isaac’s sudden answer to her question and the confession that quickly followed. he was adorable when he was nervous and flustered. she liked that she got him like this, liked that he enjoyed looking at her as much as she enjoyed dressing up or in other cases down for him. “you can, you know,” she told him with a fond smile before moving closer towards him and wrapping her arms around his neck. “grab and stare, i mean,” she elaborated a moment later, pushing her chest out a little more than she necessarily needed to. she raised a brow at his question. “oh, i don’t know...” savannah replied, shaking her head. “i’m not sure that i could pick just one,” she told him, arms unwinding from his neck so she could slide her hands along his shoulders then down his chest. “sometimes i think it might be your tongue,” she tells him, lifting a hand up to tap his lips with a fingertip and dragging the bottom lip down a little. “you’re so awfully eager with it, and i know i’d love you using it on me. whether we kiss or your worship my tits or eat me out,” she continued with a little smirk. “but then other times... it’s your hands,” she told him, hands sliding down his arms to lift up one of his hands brushing her own lips over the fingers. “oh, you do have very nice hands,” she told him, parting her lips and forcing him to meet her gaze as she sunk them into her mouth. her skillful tongue running along them and tasting his salty skin before sliding them back out. “and of course...” she said, letting out a laugh and shaking her head. “how could i forget this..” savannah slipped her hand down to his crotch and palmed him through his jeans. “this is definitely a favorite.” 

“wasn’t it?” she asked, still feigning innocence and shaking her head at him. “i like being accused of lying, der,” she told him, lower lip sticking out in a pout for the briefest moment before it turned into a smirk at what he said next. “you kiss your momma with that filthy mouth?” she asked with a brow raised. “i’m sure she taught you better than to speak like that to a lady,” lake continued to tease the man. “but if i am a teasing bitch, it’s only because i can’t help it,” she told him, shrugging her shoulders. “what else am i to do with all these things i can’t possibly understand happening around me,” lake sighed and brought back the pout from earlier. a chill of excitement ran through her when he promised her she wasn’t sorry yet. “that a promise?” she murmured into his scruffy jaw, continuing to kiss her away up the side of his face. she gasped when he grabbed her again suddenly, his grip on her firm as he pulled her over the bulge in his jeans. lake’s teeth sunk down into her lower lip as she felt the evidence of what she’d been doing to the man practically all night. “wanna find out?” she questioned back, raising a brow right back at him and smirking as she started to slowly rock herself down against the bulge in his jeans. she only grew all the more excited when his rough, calloused hand slid under her skirt. she loved how his hands felt against her soft skin. she couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped her lips as he brushed her teasingly, only getting wetter for the man at his teasing. “not a chance,” she replied on a laugh, though her tone was growing breathless. 

Lena only laughed as the man rushed to shut the door behind her so no one else got a glimpse of her sneaking into his office. “Oh come on, Caleb. Are you really that afraid of your wife?” she asked, raising her brows at the man as she turned to face him. “Because if you really were, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place,” Lena pointed out and moved towards him once more, slid her hands slowly up his chest. “Oh god, not this again.” She huffed out a sigh and rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms around the man’s neck and shaking her head at him. “And I’ve told you that we can and we will,” she told him as she pressed kisses to his neck then up his bearded jaw. “Can you honestly look me in the eyes right now and tell me that you don’t want me? That you don’t want this?” she asked, lower lip sticking out in a pout as she pressed closer still. “And really, if you really wanted me gone. Wouldn’t I have been escorted out by security already?”