Page 36 of Jameson’s Salvation

Come shot up from his balls and scorched as it shot out of the head of his cock. The roaring in his ears prevented him from hearing Kennedy’s cries of pleasure. Emotion slammed into his chest and took his breath. Her nails dug in harder, their bodies still violently crashing together, and Jameson’s orgasm seemed to last forever. Once the last of his come spilled into her, he slowed, enjoying the way his dick glided in and out—their combined excitement eased the path.

He waited for the normal need to extradite himself from the act of sex before it became personal to come, but it never did.

Kennedy leisurely came back to herself and recovered long before Jameson did. Their eyes were locked, her arms were still around him, and his dick was still buried inside of her, but all Jameson could feel was her shine. The warmth her smile provided as she laid under him, staring at him, like he’d given her something more than an orgasm. Like he’d given her something special.

“I never knew,” she whispered.

“Knew what, baby?”

“That sex was that good.”

“It’s not.”

“Huh?”

“It’s not that good, Kennedy. Sex is mediocre at best. It’s simply the tool for a release.”

“I don’t get it. That was good, really good. I used to think that screaming during sex was a myth perpetuated by the porn industry.” Kennedy paused and her forehead pinched together. “Was that not good for you?”

Her question cut Jameson deep. She’d misunderstood.

He leaned forward to kiss the wrinkles on her forehead, and while he was so close, he moved to her lips for a quick, wet kiss before he pulled back and looked down at her. She’d never looked prettier, face flushed, hair mussed up, tits still out of her bra and shirt. His dick twitched and went from softening to recovering.

“Sex has never been that good for me,” Jameson told her. “I’ve never experienced what we just shared, not once. I’ve never been so lost I was prayin’ I was never found. I’ve never had a woman lose control and tear my back bloody and want more. I’ve never felt anything better. I’ve never wanted to come so badly but then not want to come because I didn’t want the feeling to end. I’ve never been so fucking hard I could feel myself throbbing. I’ve never been so confused about a woman but simultaneously sure.” Jameson pulled his now fully hard dick out a few inches before he pushed back in. “I’ve certainly never been so turned on I was ready to go again minutes after I’ve come. So, no, sex is not that good. Sex with you is better than good. It’s a religious experience.”

“I’ve never had an orgasm during sex,” she blurted out.

“No?” Jameson smiled, happy to know he’d been the one to give her the first.

“No. I’ve never lost control and tore up someone’s back. Sorry about that, by the way.”

“Don’t be sorry. It was hot as fuck. And I would’ve been seriously disappointed in myself if you didn’t let go and give me wild.”

“I’ve never begged for sex,” she admitted. Jameson’s smile grew. “Don’t be smug.”

“Hard not to be, when you’re telling me you’ve never had an orgasm during sex and you went off like a rocket for me. And before I gave you your first ever sex-induced orgasm, not only were you beggin’ but you were fucking yourself on my dick.”

Kennedy’s eyes narrowed. “I’m not being smug that you said you’d never been so hard you could feel your dick throb.”

“You should be. You’re sexy as hell. You make me lose my mind. And straight up, I think I shot off harder than I ever have in my life and I want to fuck you again so bad, my dick is twitching. Your pussy is so tight and hot, I might come again from just being inside of you. So, baby, you should be lying there satisfied in the knowledge I’ve never had better. And I’m not ashamed to tell you, you had me on the ledge and I was hoping I didn’t go before you. That’s never happened. I’ve never not had to work for it, to find it for myself.”

“What’s that mean?”

Jameson paused, not sure this was the right time to have this conversation.

“You sure you wanna hear this with my cock buried inside of you?”

“What does it matter to me? I’m the one lying under you after you came so hard, you saw stars. I can’t be jealous of women who weren’t better than me.”

Kennedy smiled and Jameson tipped his head and roared with laughter.

“Can’t dispute that logic,” he said through his hilarity.

“So? Tell me.”

“First you have to promise that after I tell you, you’re gonna let me take you upstairs and fuck you again.”

“There are no sheets on my bed.”