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First Time	By : harry102 Category: +M through R > New Adventures of Jonny Quest, The Views: 10072 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: Yeah, it's been a while. I'm sure no one is reading anymore, but I still had fun writing!

“Come here,” she breathed heavily and bit her lip in the process. She was backing into the room toward the bed, while his stare threatened to burn a hole right through her.

“What?” she smiled, questioning his lack of movement.

“You have no idea what you do to me,” he swallowed and released a quick laugh. “I already want you again.”

“I can see the beginnings of that,” she teased, jumping up on the high four-poster bed and spreading her legs a little.

He groaned softly at the sight and began making his way toward her. “You’re definitely not walking straight tomorrow,” he promised again and then leaned down, placing his fists on the bed on either side of her.

“Say you want me too,” he grinned against her lips. His grin only got wider when he felt her whimper against him.

“I wanna try something else first,” she broke the moment, pushing on his chest until he was standing up straight between her legs. Then she slowly undid the buttons of his dress shirt so she could run her hands all over his chest and abs. “Your body is so amazing.”

“I’m liable to give you anything you want right now,” he panted. Meanwhile, Jessie had begun to undo his pants. “You can definitely have my pants…all yours,” he sighed, kicking them away as she pushed them down.

“I actually want to give you something,” she emphasized, looking up at him from under her eyelashes.

“Oh yeah?” he laughed, at a much higher pitch than she had ever heard. “What’s that?”

She pushed him back slightly then, just enough to create a small space between him and the bed. Then she dropped slowly to her knees and he almost lost it just watching her go down.

“Jesus,” she heard him whisper and it was the exact reaction she wanted. Then she pulled down his boxers, leaving him completely bare.

“Jess?”

“I’m sure,” she interrupted and he immediately relented.

His knees buckled just at the feel of her breath against him. He had to grab the bed post with both hands when she ran her tongue completely underside his length.

Jessie had no idea what she was doing, but she found his reactions encouraging. If he enjoyed it even half as much as she did when his mouth was on her then she’d be happy.

“Don’t stop,” he begged. “You feel…,” he lost track of his thought when she pulled his head inside her warm little mouth. He could barely keep his eyes open or remain upright and she had only just started.

Then she twirled her tongue around him and placed her hand at his base, working her wrist in the opposite direction.

Jonny exhaled loudly upon feeling two distinct stimuli in such a sensitive area. When she pulled her mouth off him, he was about to start begging again until he felt her blow on the area she had just so thoroughly made wet.

“Where…,” he had started to ask where she had learned to do this, but then realized he didn’t care.

“Cosmo,” she answered his unasked question, taking him in a little deeper the second time and never letting up with her hand around him. She brought her other hand up to lightly scratch on his lower abdomen. She had always loved his abs, but loved them even more feeling them contract wildly as she had mouth around him.

“I’m getting you a subscription,” he said out of breath and she giggled around him, which felt amazing. “God…we can…do you wanna…you’d be more comfortable on the bed,” he finally managed to get out. As amazingly out of control as she was making him feel, he still felt a little guilty. She was the woman he loved.

“Mmm…no,” she whispered as she pulled away from him again and placed a feather light kiss to his stomach.

“Jess,” he begged.

Then she turned to suck on his inner thigh.

“Please,” he whispered.

Then she ran her tongue along his length again until she was poised to take him inside her mouth for the third time. His heavy breathing was spurring her on.

“There’s no where I want to be more right now than on my knees for you,” she panted slowly, taking him in as far as she could.

“Fuck,” he cried out, not even trying to hold back any more. One hand gripped the bed post tighter. The other found its way into her hair and it wasn’t long before that hand was curled around her neck and the back of her head. He helped guide her movements over him and watching himself go in and out her mouth as a result was the most erotic thing he had ever seen in his young life.

“I can’t,” he choked out, pushing back with his hand to signal that she should move. She just swatted his hand away instead and that was the last straw. He doesn’t remember ever cumming harder than he did in her mouth and he couldn’t even feel guilty about it because she just sat back and swallowed like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Part of him wanted to collapse right there and sleep for the next four days, but the look in her eyes lit a fire beneath him.

“Bed,” he ordered gruffly. Just the sound of his voice was enough to turn her on, but when he picked her up and all but threw her on the bed she couldn’t contain her excitement. Especially, when she saw that his shirt was gone. She really loved his body.

“I want you inside me again,” she moaned, feeling insatiable as he covered her body with his. The scent from his aftershave was amazing.

“Well…after the masterful job you just pulled off,” he laughed and licked his way from her neck to her ear, “…you’re gonna have to settle for my tongue.”

“Uh…I love your fucking tongue,” she cried out arching her body into his to get some friction. “Please,” she begged when he sat up and moved his hands to her ankles.

She was spread out before him, completely wanton, and he had to take a deep breath to resist diving right in. He wanted to take his time.

“Jonny,” she urged, bringing him out of his trance. He slowly ran his hands up her body until it came in contact with the dress that had been torturing him all night.

“Arms up,” he grunted. She complied immediately, which made it easy to remove the offending article.

Once she was before him completely naked, he couldn’t help but take a moment to appreciate her perfection. She was so beautiful and she wanted him.

He knew she was getting really impatient, however, when she brought her hands up and began playing with her breasts. She also resumed her attempts at finding friction with his body.

“Stop teasing,” she sighed and then moaned under her own ministrations.

“I think you’re the one teasing me with this show,” he licked his lips. “Is this what you do by yourself?” he needed to know.

“Yes,” she responded immediately, arching her back. “I always imagine it’s you though. It’s always you. Your hands feel so much better,” she sighed in contentment when he pushed her hands away in favor of his own.

He was completely in awe of her and that was all he could think of as he used his tongue to tease the valley between her breasts. Then he moved towards one of her breasts and felt her breathing hitch in anticipation. He really loved teasing her, rubbing the tip of his nose over her nipple before closing his mouth around it.

He began sneaking a hand up her thigh at the same time.

“I didn’t tease you this long,” she complained, gripping the back of his head.

“True,” he breathed, making his way down her body. “Fair is fair,” he whispered, spreading her legs wider.

He began with a soft kiss and then latched on as if his life depended on it. She was still sensitive from the dent they put in the wall and immediately clamped her legs around his neck.

“Oh my God,” she gasped at the sensation. “Don’t stop,” she wrapped her legs tighter around his neck at her own words, afraid that he would take it upon himself to start teasing again. She needed release.

“I need you,” she voiced, sitting up on her elbows and gripping the back of his head again. She felt like she couldn’t get close enough to him.

Then he moved his tongue to the perfect spot and the effect was immediate. She felt it begin in her stomach and travel directly to where they were connected.

“JONNY,” she screamed for anyone to hear. “Holy shit,” she laughed and then fell back on the bed to recover.

He was still licking her when she caught her breath. “You’re gonna give yourself lock jaw,” she laughed again, deliriously sated.

He kissed her thigh then and sat up with a huge grin. “Just wanted to make sure you were finished. You seemed quite anxious there.”

“You definitely finished what you started, Hotshot. So incredible,” she sighed, curling into him when he came up to lie beside her. Jonny wrapped his arms around her without hesitation.

“I love being with you,” she confessed a few minutes later, while he rubbed the soft skin of her back and lulled her to sleep. “Love you,” she whispered lazily.

“I love you too,” he breathed back, but doesn’t think she heard him.

He pulled a light sheet over them once he was done memorizing what they looked like tangled together. He was fighting off sleep because he loved the way she felt pressed against him.

About an hour later she began to stir. He was still rubbing her back. “Mmm,” she sighed, stretching against him.

“Are you still up?” she asked groggily. “Why? Didn’t I tire you out?”

“I can’t stop thinking about you,” he responded.

“You’ve already charmed my pants off, ya know?” she chuckled.

“I know. Now I’m trying to keep them off,” he quipped.

“Shut up,” she smacked him, rolling away and grabbing the first article of clothing she saw.

“No clothes,” he requested, but quickly relented when he saw that she had grabbed his dress shirt. “Ok. You can wear my clothes. You make them look good,” he sighed.

She just gave him a sexy grin and then made her way to the bathroom.

When she shut the door, he dropped back on the bed and took a deep breath. “I’m in so much trouble,” he laughed.

She came out a few minutes later looking like total sin. Her hair was disheveled. He finally understood what sex hair meant. His shirt looked adorable on her, but sexy at the same time. All the buttons were open except one. He couldn’t remember what was harder, knowing what that one button hid or not knowing.

“You are so unbelievably sexy,” he smiled.

“Thanks,” she said sarcastically and looked away. He knew by the way she bit her lip and the slight blush that formed on her cheeks that she was embarrassed.

“Are you embarrassed because you don’t believe me or because you do,” he wanted to know.

“How about I just say thank you for the compliment,” she deflected, climbing slowly back under the sheets and snuggling up to his warmth.

“You know why you’re sexy?” he prompted.

“Jonny,” she sighed. “There’s no need…”

“Because you’re the smartest girl I’ve ever met,” he interrupted. “You can carry a conversation on any topic, which I find ridiculously sexy,” he whispered into the top of her hair and then refused to get distracted when she climbed on top of him. “You charmed every man at that party tonight and you didn’t need that dress to do it. God I was so fucking jealous,” he admitted.

“It was all for you,” she whispered in his ear, which almost worked.

“You’re so passionate about experiencing new things,” he grinned. “You jump into things with me without fear. I REALLY love that about you.”

“Even the lengths to which you’ll go to avoid accepting some damn compliments is sexy,” he laughed as she kissed his neck. “You’re so modest. Too modest.”

“You don’t feel the need to put on a pound of make-up or to stare in the mirror all day. You don’t need to do either of those things anyway because you’re so naturally beautiful anyway,” he breathed as she continued her slow torture.

“You can laugh at yourself and you make me laugh at myself. Some of the best memories in my life are just you and me acting stupid together. You don’t get hung up on what other people think of you,” he sighed, pulling her face up.

“You have such a kind heart,” he said right into her eyes, momentarily distracting her from trying to distract him. “You always put the feelings of others first, especially me. I know that you call the cemetery every month to make sure there are fresh flowers on my mother’s grave in case I visit. And I know you follow me in a cab every time I do visit in case I need you.”

That got her to stop. “I’m sorry,” she started.

“Sexy, remember?” he interrupted.

“You find my stalking sexy?” she asked skeptically against his lips.

“So sexy,” he whispered back, finally giving in and kissing her deeply.

“Mmmh,” she sighed into the kiss, gripping the back of his head.

“Sit back beautiful,” he pushed her gently. Her legs were spread on either side of him and that one button was taunting him. He reached up and undid it like a kid at Christmas. Then he spread the shirt open slowly and sighed. “I want you,” he whispered, staring at her with no shame.

“Those three words go good together,” she grinned, leaning forward to kiss him softly. “You have me,” she then whispered in his ear, leaning back again to shrug out of this shirt.

“Speaking of three words,” he laughed, grabbing the flaps of his shirt before she could take it off and pulling her close. “Leave it on,” he whispered, reaching inside and grasping her waist. He so badly wanted to lift her little body up and slide into her, but he just pulled her closer instead.

She kissed him thoroughly, while he brought his hands around and rubbed slow circles with his thumbs below her belly button.

Her reaction to this surprised him a little. Her kisses quickly became deeper and she began to try and rub herself against his arousal. He gripped her hips tightly to prevent it.

“Slow down,” he breathed, dipping his head down to roll the flat of his tongue over one of her nipples. The feeling sent a shockwave through her body and she wanted more.

“God,” she panted, leaning back on her palms and allowing her head to loll back. She picked a spot on the ceiling and kept her focus there while he kissed his way from her navel to her other breast. Her vision blurred a little when he bit down lightly on her other nipple and grasped her ass firmly to pull her forward again.

“C’mere,” he demanded, flipping them over and hitching her leg around his waist.

“Please,” she begged, but he wasn’t ready to give in. Instead he bent down to kiss the skin between her thigh and pelvis. Then he lightly kissed her clit and finished by biting the curve of her hip.

“I love your curves,” he whispered, kissing his way up her side. “You’re perfect,” he said into her eyes, slipping inside her quickly.

“J,” she gasped, planting her feet to move with him. His slow movements were driving her crazy, but she matched his pace and decided to just enjoy what she was feeling as he slid in and out of her.

“Are you sure you haven’t been doing this for a while,” she breathed heavily. “I love the way you feel. How do you know just what to do…Jonny.”

“No idea,” he said, flipping them over so she was on top. “How do you?” he asked.

“I don’t,” she panted, moving over him just as slowly. Her hair created a veil around them.

“You know exactly what you do to me,” he said with a glazed expression as he watched her body bounce around him for a few thrusts. “Fuck you’re beautiful,” he half laughed.

“You make me feel sexy,” she finally admitted, gripping his shoulders and throwing her head back.

That caused him to flip them over again. “I love it when you admit I’m right,” he teased and then felt her giggle around him.

He started moving slowly again and Jessie immediately felt the tension begin to build within her. She also began to feel lightheaded when she took note of the way he was moving. His eyes were glued to hers and one of his arms was wrapped tightly around her waist as he pushed into her repeatedly.

It reminded her of the first time they were together and that feeling of being overwhelmed in a good way returned without warning. She closed her eyes then and just tried to focus on the feel of him inside her. The last thing she wanted was to tear up again. This wasn’t like the first time. It was more and they both knew it.

“Baby, open your eyes,” he said quietly and out of breath.

“Ha,” the breath exploded out of her upon hearing his voice. “Don’t stop,” she begged, opening her eyes to meet his and gripping the back of his head. His hot breath hit her face each time he buried himself completely inside her.

She wanted this to last as long as possible, but her body was telling her that she needed release now. “Faster,” she pleaded.

“No…I want to feel you,” he whispered, kissing her deeply and maintaining his slow pace. “You’re so beautiful when you’re about to cum.”

“Christ…I can feel you everywhere,” she gasped in a strained voice. Then it hit her full force. She almost felt bad for her neighbors, but his mouth covered hers before she could get too loud. He pulled away when it became too much for him, however, and hide his face in her neck.

His muffled groan into her neck was so hot and the final straw for her. She had to bite down on his shoulder to keep from screaming out as the final shutter coursed through her body and he collapsed on top of her. Her movements were slow, almost dreamlike, as she wrapped her arms around him.

He pulled back only slightly once he caught his breath. She was still trying to catch hers and he liked to watch.

“Thank you,” she sighed, turning away from his stare with a smile on her face.

“No. Thank you,” he laughed, pulling out of her reluctantly and making his way toward the bathroom.

Jessie savored the view for a minute and then pulled a light sheet over her body. Then she turned over and closed her eyes after a deep breath. “God…he’s good,” she whispered to herself.

“What was that?” he asked with a smile in his voice and she felt the bed dip with his weight.

“Hmm?” he prodded, curling up behind her and placing a deliberate kiss at the base of her neck.

“You heard me,” she said slowly. “Don’t be cocky.”

“Confident, remember? Not cocky,” he shot back.

“I’m just kidding,” she exhaled. “Be as cocky as you want after that.”

“What are the chances of you remembering that in the morning?” he asked, finally sounding tired.

“No chance,” she mumbled. “Enjoy it while you can.”

“Good night beautiful,” he breathed into her hair.

“Night,” she whispered.

Jonny woke up with a start the next morning and knew immediately that something didn’t feel right. He quickly realized he was alone. Sitting up and wiping the sleep from his eyes, he came to the conclusion that he much preferred waking up with a redhead in his arms.

He didn’t have long to reflect before he saw her sweeping into the room with breakfast in hand, however.

“Continental,” she smiled, climbing onto the bed with the tray.

“How did you sneak out of here without me noticing?” he asked, promptly stuffing a piece of bacon in his mouth.

“I guess I just tired you out,” she laughed. “You were seriously dead to the world…didn’t even move.”

“Well…thanks for breakfast. This is awesome,” he grinned, stuffing his mouth some more.

“Eat up, stud. You’ll need your strength to keep up with me over winter break,” she teased.

“Challenge accepted,” he smirked. It was the smirk that made her stomach flutter and she had to look away for a second to collect herself.

“I saw our dads at breakfast,” she changed the subject. “They want to leave at noon.”

“I suppose I should go to my room at some point,” he commented.

“Might be helpful,” she laughed. ‘What are we doing?’ she thought.

They finished breakfast in a comfortable silence, while watching a rerun of “I Love Lucy.”

“I’ll see you in an hour, beautiful. Try not to miss me too much,” he teased, giving her a quick peck and then jumping off the bed to gather his clothes.

As soon as Jonny heard her hotel door slam shut, he was shaken out of a reverie he didn’t even know he was in. He was walking around in the hallway in the same clothes as the previous evening and could run into his father or Race at any moment.

‘Shit,’ he breathed, wiping the grin off his face and making a b-line for his room.

His heart rate didn’t slow down once safely behind closed doors, however. It didn’t slow down as he tried to take a calming shower either. He didn’t like being away from her. He had the overwhelming urge to rush so he could get back to her.

His heart wasn’t the only body part that missed her. “Fuck,” he whispered, looking down to see himself at full attention. His mind automatically flashed to her mouth wrapped around him and he whimpered.

His instincts were screaming to call her, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. His hand would never compare to her, but it was enough to make him presentable in public after a shower that lasted much longer than intended.

He eventually made it down to the lobby to find Jess and their fathers waiting on him.

“Sorry,” he apologized quickly. “I had trouble fully waking up this morning.”

“We all did,” his father sighed.

“Pop…tough night?” Jonny laughed.

“Dealing with a room full of politicians during an election year is exhausting,” he quipped.

“Fair enough,” Jonny smiled.

“You’re the one who looks like he’s had a rough night,” Race commented in Jonny’s direction as they all piled into a cab.

“I got zero sleep last night,” Jonny admitted without offering further detail.

He didn’t get a second alone with Jess until his dad and Race were occupied with the pre-flight checks to the Dragonfly. He was counting the seconds.

“What really took you so long this morning?” she asked.

“Honestly, it was kinda your fault,” he accused.

“How so?” she scoffed.

“I couldn’t get you out of my mind while I was in the shower,” he confessed. “It didn’t even matter when the water went cold. Every time I closed my eyes I could feel your mouth on me,” he whispered, subtly licking his lips. “…or I could feel your perfect little body all over me and I would get hard again.”

He smiled when just the memory caused her to whimper too.

“Last night was…,” and she just shook her head.

“…so good?” he finished. “…like cocky-level good?” he suggested.
“Better,” she sighed.

“Keep talking like that and I’m gonna pretend we’re alone right now,” he laughed.

“You started it with the shower talk,” she shot back with a challenging look.

“No way,” he shook his head with a huge grin. “You started it when you asked me to be your first,” he said, watching the blush form on her cheeks.

“So you never thought about me in the shower before that?” she smiled with more confidence than she felt.

He coughed at her words and then continued, “…and you ESPECIALLY started it when you walked into the kitchen wearing that goddamn skirt,” he sighed. “…with no fucking underwear,” he smirked, biting his lip and meeting her gaze again.

He dazzled her for just a moment before she caught her bearings. Two could play this game. “Oh, you mean that time I let you take me from behind,” she whispered, walking away so he had a perfect view of her behind. She stole a quick look back and laughed out loud when she saw his expression and dropped jaw.

Two could definitely play this game.
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