Rekindled flames

Fiona’s POV

Jalen’s eyes darkened as he looked at me, his hands sliding down my waist, pulling me closer until there was no space left between us.

“I need you,” he whispered against my lips. “Not just your body… I need all of you tonight.”

He kissed me slowly, deeply, like he was trying to memorize every second. His hands roamed my back, unzipping my dress with deliberate care. The fabric pooled at my feet, leaving me in nothing but my black lace panties and heels.

Jalen stepped back, admiring me as if I were a masterpiece.

“God, Fiona… you’re so beautiful,” he breathed. “I’ve missed every inch of you.”

He lifted me effortlessly and laid me on the wide velvet couch. He had no intention of rushing me, he took his time like he had all night to himself.

He took his time undressing, his eyes never leaving mine. When he finally settled between my thighs, he kissed me again — soft, lingering kisses that turned deeper with the sound of wetness and groans. His mouth moved to my neck, sucking gently, then lower to my breasts. He worshipped each nipple with his tongue, sucking and licking until I was gasping and arching into him.

“Jalen…” I moaned softly.

He kissed down my stomach, peeling my panties off slowly. When his mouth finally reached my core, I cried out. He licked me with long, sensual strokes, savoring me like juicy grapes. Two fingers slid inside me, curling gently while his tongue circled my clit with perfect pressure.

“You taste so good, bunny,” he groaned against me. “So fucking sweet.”

I came the first time with a shuddering moan, my fingers tangled in his hair. He didn’t stop. He kept licking me through the waves until I was trembling.

When he finally moved up, he kissed me deeply, letting me taste myself on his tongue. He positioned himself at my entrance and pushed in slowly — inch by inch — until he was buried to the hilt.

We both groaned.

“Fuck, I missed this,” he whispered, forehead pressed to mine. “I missed being inside you.”

He started moving — slow and deep with sensual strokes. Every thrust was filled with emotion. He kissed me at every chance he got — my lips, my neck, my shoulders. He raised my finger to his lips and sucked it while his two hands fondled my boobs.

“You feel so perfect around me… so warm and tight. Oh, don't stop clenching that sweet little pussy bunny.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I struggled to respond.

“I love you, Fiona. I never stopped.”

“Look at me, bunny. Let me see those beautiful eyes. Fuck!” he kept on with his praise and I just couldn't stop myself from drowning in it.

We moved together like that for what felt like forever. He would speed up, then slow down again, grinding deep, whining his hips, hitting every sensitive spot inside me. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper.

Tears slipped from my eyes from the intensity of it all.

He kissed them away.

He suddenly pulled out and jerked his cock with an intense groan.

“Open your mouth bunny,” he ordered and I didn't waste time obeying him. He jacked and groaned until all his cum filled my mouth and I gulped it down my throat. He tasted like cappuccino—so fucking good.

I moaned as I swallowed, enjoying every last drop that slipped out of his hard cock, then he flipped me over on the couch and went on his knees. He buried his head between my thighs from behind and ate my pussy like it was candy. He didn’t stop groaning and slapping my ass while he ate me.

“Jalen, ohhhh daddy,” I squirmed, trying to muffle my moan.

“You can scream bunny,” he said sharply and I did just that, he ate even harder and I moaned louder than I ever did. I was so close to cuming when he pulled away.

“I wanna come daddy, don’t stop,” I snapped.

“Not yet bunny, you’re just gonna feel that cum but you can’t get it yet.” he stood up and pressed his hard cock deep into my pussy slowly and I moved slowly on his cock, grinding and rolling my hips. He sucked his thumb, coated it with his saliva, and pushed it deep into my butt hole, fucking it slowly, and gripped my ass with his second hand before slapping it. He didn’t stop groaning the whole time.

“You’re so sexy when you fuck me like this,” he groaned. “My perfect girl.”

We went back to missionary. He hooked my legs over his shoulders, going deeper than before. Our bodies were slick with sweat. The lounge was filled with the sounds of our moans, gasps, and wet skin slapping together.

After nearly thirty minutes of pure, passionate fuck, we came together — hard. I clenched around him as waves of pleasure curled my toes and crashed through me. Jalen groaned my name, burying himself deep as he spilled inside me.

We stayed connected, breathing heavily, kissing softly until our heartbeats slowed.

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Jalen rolled beside me, pulling me into his arms.

“Fuck! I didn’t realize how much I missed that,” he said.

“Me too,” I answered.

“What have you been up to, bunny?” he asked gently, stroking my hair. “Who was that guy this morning?”

He asked and I told him everything.

I told him about my mother’s sudden illness and death. About how devastated I was. About Austin coming to support me but I couldn’t bring myself to tell him about how I fucked Austin, I didn’t want to break him.

Jalen listened quietly, holding me tighter when I cried.

“I’m so sorry about your mum,” he whispered. “I wish I had been there for you.”

“Marian sent the video to the school board,” he said bitterly. “I lost my job. They terminated my contract immediately. But I pleaded that they let you stay. She’s been making my life hell, but I don’t care anymore. I just want you. The school should reach out to you soon,”

“It’s okay, I'm also sorry for putting you through all this trouble, sorry I made you lose your job,”

“You’re not a bother,” he answered.

We apologized to each other and my heart felt heavy, the conversation felt healing.

But as we lay there naked, skin to skin, he started rubbing my lap in circular motion again, and a familiar heat began building between my thighs. I kissed his neck, my hand sliding down his chest until it gripped his rock-hard cock and a moan escaped from my lips.

“I want you again,” I whispered, already wet and aching like an animal in heat.

Jalen groaned, rolling on top of me once more.

Just as he positioned himself between my legs and was about to push back inside me, a movement caught my eye near the heavy curtains, and a familiar scent brushed through my nose.