Jayme let out a small scream as her orgasm continued. She saw stars behind her eyes and all she could do was hold on and pray Rocket caught her when she fell.
She didn’t know how much time had passed, but eventually she realized that Rocket was nuzzling her inner thigh. His fingers were still deep inside her body, and in the past, she would’ve felt embarrassed at how wet she was and how close his face was to her pussy. But amazingly, she wasn’t now.
“Holy crap,” she muttered. “Rocket?”
“Yeah?”
“Please fuck me.”
He moved faster than she expected. His fingers pulled out of her protesting body and she watched as he smoothed on the condom he’d left by the bed. She’d been right before, he was a big man. But Jayme wasn’t nervous. Rocket would never hurt her.
The mushroom head of his cock pressed against her soaking-wet folds, and Jayme widened her legs as far as she could. Rocket groaned as he eased just his tip into her.
“Fuck, Jayme. You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” she reassured him. Jayme kept her eyes on his cock, looking down her body as he ever so slowly pushed inside her.
He stopped when he was halfway in and threw his head back. His jaw was clenched and he looked like he was in pain.
Maybe because of how intense her orgasm had been, and how wet she still was, Jayme wasn’t feeling any pain at all. Reaching over, she grabbed a pillow from beside her and lifted her ass just enough to shove the pillow underneath.
Rocket’s eyes opened and he met her gaze for a split second…before his gaze lowered.
“That’s so damn hot,” he whispered.
And it was. Lifting her ass improved the angle of his entry, and he slid in the rest of the way. As their pubic hair meshed together Jayme sighed. She linked her ankles behind his ass and grabbed hold of his biceps.
“Move,” she begged.
“I don’t think I can. Not without coming,” Rocket admitted.
Jayme chuckled. “I have faith in you,” she told him.
Slowly, Rocket began to move his hips. He drew back then gently reentered her. Over and over, as if savoring the feel of her slick body around him. It felt nice, but Jayme wanted more. She wanted to see Rocket lose control. Wanted him to feel as good as he’d made her feel earlier.
“Harder, Rocket,” she cajoled. “I’m not going to break.”
“I’m a lot bigger than you,” he said as he held on to his iron control.
“You are. And I love feeling you deep inside me. But I need more.”
At that, his eyes met hers once more. And that was all it took.
“I’ll always give you what you need,” he said, and this time, instead of easing back into her, he slammed his hips forward.
They both moaned.
“Yessss,” she hissed.
He did it again. And again. Until Jayme was once more awash in pleasure. The sound of his hips smacking against her flesh was loud in the room, seeming to echo around them, enhancing the pleasure.
Jayme stared up at Rocket in fascination. His upper chest was red and blotchy from his efforts, and he was panting as he took his pleasure. The muscles in his biceps rippled as he held himself up, not wanting to squish her as he fucked her hard.
Each thrust inside her pushed Jayme closer to orgasm. She’d never been one to be able to get off during actual intercourse, but because of Rocket’s size, and how sexy he made her feel, she was on the verge once again.
Moving one hand between them, she couldn’t resist caressing Rocket’s cock as he pulled out of her body. He was slick with her excitement, and she used that to lubricate her clit as she flicked it.
“Damn,” Rocket said. “Yes, get yourself off. I want to feel your tight pussy strangle my cock. Faster, Jayme. I’m close…”
His words spurred her to move her fingers faster, desperate to give him what he wanted. It didn’t take long. Between his thrusts, his dirty talk, and the way his eyes bored into hers, Jayme was coming.
“Ah, shit, that is so fucking good!” Rocket said just as he began thrusting into her even harder than before. The entire bed jolted each time he pushed inside her, and Jayme knew her boobs were bouncing up and down with the motion.
She also knew the second Rocket lost it. One hand went under her ass and he pulled her in tight as he pushed into her one last time, holding himself as far inside her as he could get and throwing his head back. The veins in his neck stood out as he grunted his satisfaction.
Jayme dug her fingernails into his biceps and watched as he experienced the high only an orgasm could provide. It was over way too quickly for her liking, before his body slowly relaxed. He fell to the side, then onto his back, still clutching her ass. Jayme ended up straddling his lap, and she sat up, staring down at him.
His arms flopped out to his sides and his chest heaved up and down as he tried to catch his breath. “Holy shit, woman. You killed me,” he quipped.
Jayme giggled and felt his cock twitch inside her. She raised an eyebrow.
He grinned. “Well, I’m not quite ready to go another round, but give me five minutes.”
She wouldn’t be surprised if that was true.
One of his hands came up and he lightly traced her nipple with his forefinger. It immediately hardened at his touch. His gaze met hers briefly, before he wrapped his arms around her and turned her onto her back. His cock slipped out of her, and Jayme moaned.
“I know. I need to take care of the condom. I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
Rocket eased out of the bed, but before he headed for the bathroom, he pulled the sheet and comforter up and over her body.
Jayme watched as he walked completely unselfconsciously to the bathroom. He was back within a minute, climbing under the covers and taking her into his arms as if he’d done it every day for the last twenty years.
Jayme snuggled into him, feeling completely at ease. His fingers lightly traced her shoulder as they lay there, simply enjoying the feel of each other.
“Rocket?”
“Hmmm?”
“Thank you,” Jayme told him quietly.
He didn’t ask for what. Didn’t tell her she didn’t need to thank him. He simply said, “You’re welcome.”
Chapter Six
Rocket couldn’t remember a time before Jayme was in his life. Well, he could, but he didn’t want to. He was as busy as ever with work, but the difference was, now when he came home, more often than not Jayme was at his house. She made dinner for them every night, and his house was always filled with the delicious scent of the delicacies she baked each day.
Winnie had hooked her up with a real estate agent, and she was close to signing the paperwork for the perfect space that would make Warm Delights a reality and Rocket couldn’t be happier for her. He knew there was a lot of hard work ahead, and it would mean less time for her to spend with him, but it would be worth it to see her blossom.
Two months had passed since they’d first gotten together…and Rocket had just bought an engagement ring for her a couple days ago. She was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with; he was just waiting for the perfect time to ask.
Even though she was spending every night with him at his house, she still visited her grandmother every day, checking on her and making sure she had everything she needed and wasn’t lonely. Now it was Saturday, and they were spending it with Winnie at her house. She needed some yard work done, and Rocket had gladly volunteered. When her neighbors had seen him outside in the yard, they’d come over as well.