Sleep fucking

I woke up sweating and a little out of it. It was pitch black, and it took me a minute to remember where I was and whose arms were around me.

Jack.

With a smile, I snuggled back against my stepdad. I was sweaty, but I didn't think Jack would appreciate it if I stripped down to my undies, so I pulled my arms out of the sleeping bag and let the cool air chill my skin and balance out the heat against my back.

As I moved, trying to get comfortable, Jack groaned. One of his hands gripped my hip, and I felt something hard prodding my ass cheek.

I swallowed as I struggled with what to do. Should I wake him up?

Should I just lie still?

Jack's hand slid up and cupped my breast. My nipple hardened at the touch. Jack plucked at it with his fingers. I tried to muffle my gasp as electricity shot to my clit.

"Jack?" I whispered, wondering if he was in that place between being asleep and being awake.

He groaned again, but didn't answer. Then his hand slid from my breast and down my stomach.

When his fingers slipped under the waistband of my panties, I almost started hyperventilating.

I was already wet by the time his fingers parted the lips of my pussy. I swiveled my hips. It was wrong, it was dirty. Jack was probably dreaming about my mom. But instead of waking him, I spread my legs.

"Yeah," he groaned, as his fingers slid easily between my opening and my clit.

His cock pressed harder into my ass, so hard it was a little painful, but the desperation of his thrusts turned me on. It wasn't a slow, easy coupling.

He was trying to come as quickly as possible, and I was right there with him.

He didn't even breach my opening. He concentrated solely on my clit, rubbing and circling.

Was this how he had sex with my mom? Fast and furious?

I'd always had a crush on Jack, but now, I wanted to know what it felt like to have him fuck me.

Needy little noises escaped my throat, even though I tried to hold them in.

I felt the heat of his breath against my neck as he panted.

"Jack, please," I whispered.

I didn't want him to wake up and stop, but I was so close. I needed to come, and I wanted him to come, too.

Jack growled in my ear. I felt a heavy pulsing against my ass. Knowing he would come pushed me even closer. Then he gave my clit a little pinch and sent me flying.

I opened my mouth, but was able to hold back the moan that wanted to come out. Instead, it was a muffled squeak.

"Mmm." Jack pulled me tighter against him. He thrust a couple more times, then settled back into sleep.

I stayed awake for a long time after that. As my orgasm faded, guilt swamped me, but not as I'd expected.

I would never tell Mom what happened, but that wasn't why I felt guilty. It was the fact that Jack hadn't known what he was doing. I should have woken him up.

But even the shame of knowing that didn't have me fully regretting what happened. I was trying to figure out if I should apologize privately to Jack when my world tilted.

"Jessa," he whispered.

Had he been dreaming of me? I held perfectly still as I waited to see if he'd woken up or if he'd been awake the whole time.

But his breaths were long and even.

What the fuck was I going to do?

***

When I woke up the next time, the sky outside the car was bright and blue, or at least I assumed it was, as the windows to the SUV were darkly tinted.

I yawned and stretched, but froze when I felt the same hardness against my ass.

Jack grunted. "Jesus, Kath, give meee..."

He cut off his own words when he remembered where he was. I tried to turn around to see his face, but it only caused me to bump against his erection.

I craned my neck to see his wide eyes.

Jack's gaze dropped to where our bodies touched, then bounced back up to me. He swallowed.

"Morning," I said.

Jack licked his lips. His brows pinched together.

There was no way he remembered what happened last night. I didn't really want to discuss it while he was still hard and we were still trapped in a sleeping bag together, so I decided to brazen it out.

"It must have been some dream," I smirked.

"It's a natural physical..." he broke off into a groan as I rubbed my ass up and down his shaft under the pretense of trying to climb out of the sleeping bag.

I didn't really want to climb out. Chances were that Mom would find a solution to Henry's accidents, and we'd all be in the tent that night.

Biting my lip, I looked at Jack. I unzipped the sleeping bag enough that I could really turn and face him. Leaning in, I pecked him on the lips.

"Jessa," he warned."Do you remember your dream last night?"

His brows pinched together again, leaving two little worries lined between them. His cheeks flushed.

That was all I needed to know.

I crossed my leg over his hip, and his erection pressed against my center.

Jack groaned, but then tried to pull his hips back.

"You said my name," I whispered as I leaned in to kiss him again.

"Jessa," he said again, but with a lot less conviction.

"You said my name as you grabbed my hips and humped my ass."

His eyes flared.

"I want you too," I admitted.

Jack grabbed my head and thrust his tongue in my mouth. I groaned and pressed myself against him.

"You're so sexy, you made me shoot my load in my pants. I haven't done that, ever. Not even in high school."

"You're sexy too, Daddy."

The heat in his eyes flared so hot it almost scared me.

"Daddy calls the shots," he said.

"And next time, I won't be shooting my load in my pants, will I, baby?"

I shook my head.

"Good girl. Now, it's your job to help make sure you and I get the car to ourselves again."

I licked my lips. I knew what he wanted, and I wanted to give it to him.

"Yes, Daddy."

He leaned in to kiss me again when one of the doors wrenched open.

"You guys sleep okay in here?" Mom asked.

I had Daddy's erection in a discreet squeeze, then pulled away.

He shot me a look that said I'd be paying for that later. I couldn't wait.

"I spent all night sweating," he complained.

Mom sighed. "Do you want to drive into the city and find a store that sells sleeping bags?"

"You agree to buy Henry some pull-ups along with the sleeping bags, and you've got a deal."

"He doesn't have accidents every night," Mom grumbled.

"So is that a no on the pull-ups?"

I slipped on my hiking boots and walked away to let them bicker.

I took the biodegradable toilet paper and went off to find a place to pee.