“You want a cuppa, babe?” Jenna asked and Lucas shot her an angry look.
“Why don’t you just go for a drink with that new slut of James’s?” Lucas snapped and Jenna took a deep, calming breath.
“First of all, she is not a slut, I don’t know why you would say that. Second of all, I want to sit down and have a hot drink with you, not India,” Jenna replied, trying to keep her voice down.
“You realise a friendship with her would be a bad thing right?” Lucas asked and Jenna suddenly found that keeping calm was going to be harder than anticipated.
“Lucas, you think that me having a friendship with anyone is a bad thing,” Jenna stated and he frowned at her.
“You’ve got me, you’ve got my friends, why do you need anyone else?” Lucas asked.
“Because Lucas, I need friends OF MY OWN, WOMEN friends who I can do WOMAN things with, who I can talk about handbags, and shoes, and clothes, and periods, and boobs, and hormones with, who I can eat chocolate with, and go to girly movies with, and who I can spend time with when you’re away for fucking weeks at a fucking time!” Jenna said managing somehow to keep the anger from her voice. Barely.
“You know you can go and see my friends when I’m away!” Lucas reminded her and Jenna groaned.
“You really don’t get it do you, Lucas? I need my OWN friends, I need to be able to socialise WITHOUT you. I don’t know why you can’t accept that? I love YOU, I love you so much I would follow you wherever you went, but christ, I need my own friends, my own things, my own life! I hate having to ask permission before I do anything. I hate it. It makes me feel like a ten year old again,” Jenna explained, now feeling more exasperated than angry.
“Is it so bad that I enjoy spending all the time I can with my girlfriend?” Lucas asked and Jenna rolled her eyes.
“No Lucas, it’s not. But it is bad that you won’t let me out of your sight. The only time I can be on my own is when you’re at training. I know your last girlfriend hurt you badly, and let’s admit it, she was an A grade bitch, and if I saw her I’d gladly scratch her fucking eyeballs out for what she did to you. But you CANNOT take it out on ME, Lucas! Sometimes I feel like you’re my owner rather than the love of my life!” Jenna said, taking a calming breath as she was feeling close to tears.
Lucas sat down on the couch and looked defeated. The look on his face breaking her heart so Jenna wasted no time walking over and straddling him, then looked into his eyes.
“I love you,” Jenna told him and he smiled sadly at her.
“I love you too… so damn much. I just wish I could stop being such an ass. I don’t realise what I’m doing until you point it out to me like that, and then I feel awful,” Lucas sighed.
“Baby, I know you can’t help it…” Jenna replied. “But it is something we need to work on,” she added, deciding she wasn’t going to let it slide any longer.
“I just hate the thought of other people spending time with you. I feel like I’m missing out on something… like they’re giving you something that I can’t,” Lucas said, avoiding eye contact. She knew there was more to it than that but was well aware he wouldn’t open up until he was ready. She put her fingers under his chin and tilted his head up, so he was looking at her.
“Baby, they just add to what you give me… and you know what? On the odd occasion that I do spend time with someone other than you, it is you that I miss, it is you that I can’t wait to see when I get home, it’s you that I can’t wait to relax with at the end of the day, it’s you that I can’t wait to climb into bed with and snuggle up to or… you know…” Jenna said with a wink and then realised that she has started moving her hips against him.
“And what’s this ‘or… you know’, that you speak of?” Lucas asked huskily as he put his hands on her hips and pulled her down against him. She was powerless against the feelings he was creating inside her. There was no way she could stop what she had unwittingly started!
“Well,” Jenna started, then leaned in and began kissing his neck. “It involves a lot of kissing,” she said, and then worked her way up his neck and along his jawline. “Lots of nibbling,” she added and then nibbled on his earlobe, as an example. “Loads of touching,” she continued and began to run her nails up and down the back of his neck. “Complete nakedness,” she went on, moving her hands from the back of his neck so she could start to unbutton his shirt. She felt Lucas’s hand at the hem of her t-shirt and raised her arms above her head so he could remove her top. When he dropped it on the floor behind them, he shot her a sexy look.
“Please go on,” Lucas invited, as he pulled her closer and began to lightly suck one of her nipples through the sheer lace of her bra. Jenna couldn’t hide her delight and let out a shaky moan.
“Then… when… when we’re…..” Jenna started, unable to continue. “Oh god!” Jenna cried out when Lucas pulled one of her bra cups down and started sucking properly on the nipple.
Lucas moved a hand behind her back and easily undid her bra, which before long was lying on the floor with her t-shirt. When Lucas put his hands on the back of her thighs Jenna held tightly around his neck and as he stood up, she began kissing him. To say the kiss was hungry was an understatement, and as he carried her through to the bedroom, she could feel her pussy throbbing, aching to have him buried inside her. Lucas lay her down on the bed and didn’t take the time to remove her panties the old fashioned way, opting to simply rip them off her instead. He had a massive kink for lacy, sexy underwear and Jenna couldn’t remember the last time she’d worn anything other than lace. She had also lost count of the amount of underwear that had been destroyed during foreplay.
After he had pulled her skirt hastily off her Jenna watched as Lucas dropped his shirt on the ground and then made speedy work of his pants and boxers. At the sight of his swollen cock, Jenna felt a tight almost unbearable clench deep inside and automatically opened her legs to him. Lucas lowered himself down on top of her and they maintained eye contact as he slammed inside her, his cock ramming against the back of her pussy, producing the most intoxicating combination of pleasure and pain. Jenna moaned as Lucas started moving hard and fast against her, his cock hitting the back of her pussy in a way that seemed to make the throb deep inside her intensify with each delicious contact. When she wrapped her legs around his waist she took him deeper inside, and the pleasure she was feeling increased to the extent she wasn’t sure she would come out of it alive.
Lucas didn’t let up at all, and as he began to slam harder into her, she bit his shoulder – a total reflex – but it spurred him on and suddenly she could feel her orgasm starting to build at an alarmingly fast rate, causing her entire body to tense up. All she could do was hang on to him for dear life, as the pressure in her pussy reached an uncomfortable peak. Rather than her orgasm hitting straight away, the tension seemed to stay for what felt like hours, even though in reality it was more like a handful of seconds. Lucas – with his instinctive, awesome sense of timing – began slamming faster, and faster, and faster still, until she screamed and fell apart as her orgasm finally hit with such brutal force that she blacked out for a couple of seconds. In a distant part of her consciousness Jenna was aware of Lucas cumming as well, but then everything went blank.