'Three men found dead on docks.' Steph rose a brow and scrolled on her laptop reading the article. A sheet over her chest with her legs pulled up to rest the device. Jason had an arm around her waist looking up at her with his big dark eyes.
She looked down at him, "Was this you?" She thumbed to the laptop.
He glanced at it and shrugged, "Yeah. But why are you looking at that and not me, hm?"
She rolled her eyes and shut it then placed it on the nightstand. Jason pulled her down and kissed her neck and chest. He mumbled into her neck, "You should stay the night…"
She smiled and ran her fingers in his dark hair, "I guess I could…"
He kissed her neck and pulled her closer against him. His hands holding her waist firm against him. They'd been sneaking around for a few months now. He felt at peace when it was just them alone in his apartment.
He gently pressed her down into the bed and continued his kisses down her body. He wasn't sure how the rest of the team would react to her being with him…would they care? Would they say it's a bad idea?
Should he care? He didn't. Not really. He only really cared if Steph was alright with anyone knowing. They hadn't talked about it. They just kept it simple.
He pressed a kiss onto her jaw and nipped her. Steph raised her chin and he kissed up her throat. They'd just had sex when they came in from patrol. But he was ready to go again. He wanted her now…later…always.
He could feel himself hardening against her thigh and grinded into her hip.
She bit her lip and tugged his hair, "Jay…"
"Hm…?"
She smiled and looked down at him, "You're way too excited. You're gonna bruise me with that thing."
He chuckled, "Mark you up huh…?" He sucked her neck, "Maybe it's time I do. Show Timmy boy who's girl you are now."
She flushed and gripped his hair. He grinned into her neck and his hand gripped the sheet draped over her body. He yanked it off leaving her naked under him.
"You like that idea don't you?" He ran a hand down her throat. Then caught her breast and kneaded it with his thumb. "Want me to show them all you're mine now, Stephie?"
Her thighs squeezed together and her hand ran down his strong chest, "Jay…"
He smirked, "Yes or no, Stephie?" His thumb caught her nipple and pinched it.
She tugged his hair, "Jason…"
He sucked her throat and dug his teeth into it gently, leaving a dark hickey over her arteries, "Answer me…"
"Yes! Yes!" She yelped out a response.
His lips spread out into an evil looking grin, "alright then…"
Jason's attacks on her neck and chest continued. His fingers joined in the ravaging, pushing into her cunt and rubbing against her pelvic roof.
Stephanie's head fell back and her nails dug into his shoulders, "Jesus Christ, Jason!"
He shifted to move on top of her and captured her lips against his. His hand moved to cup her cheek, stroking along her jaw, "I'm tired of being a secret, Stephie…" he mumbled into her mouth.
She tried to say something but it just came out muffled into his mouth. Jason pulled away to look down at her, tip pressed against her entrance, "What were you saying?"
She wrapped her legs around his hips pulling him closer, "I said you aren't really a secret…"
He rose a brow, "Oh? And who have you told?"
"Cass…."
"That hardly counts." He grinned.
She held his face in her hands, "It counts…I was thinking about telling Dick before anyone else though."
"Dick? He's such a gossip though."
"True. Who would you want to tell?" She ran her hands in his hair.
"mm…probably Tim. He'll want to have known. Ya know? Honesty and shit." He moved her hips up.
She nodded, "probably." She was beginning to tune the conversation out, ready to move on to….'better things.'
Steph looked up at him with her soft blue eyes and smiled, biting her lip, "We can tell them tomorrow, okay? For now, stop teasing me."
Jason chuckled and ran his hands in her hair, pushing her down and kissing her. With them both distracted, he pushed into her. She was still wet from her slick and his cum from their earlier coupling. His pace set on complete instinct. They did this so often, damn she was here almost everyday. They spend hours together. She had a tooth brush here and he'd caught her hair straightener left plugged in at least four times. She might as well move in at this point.
Stephanie wrapped her arms around his neck and legs firmly around his hips. The pads of her fingers digging into his back. She wanted him close all the time. Especially now. She wanted them practically fused. He was such a good lover. She didn't have to worry about him judging her because he didn't care. He never stayed mad at her for long (even when she almost burnt his apartment down because she just can't seem to remember to unplug her straightener). He cooked good food, he bathed with her, he didn't mind watching whatever she wanted to, he read to her, he was talkative with her…she really loved being with him.
His pace picked up and he held her tighter, snatching Steph from her thoughts. Moans poured from her lips.
She was locked tightly in his bicep, her cheek shoved into her chest. This must be what heaven is. Because she wouldn't have it any other way.
Her stomach tightened up, ready to cum, but he still just hammered his hips into her. He was getting sloppy.
"J-Jason! Jason!" She scratched her nails into her arm, "Jason! I'm g…I'm gonna cum! Oh my god!" Her voice reached a new peak of sound. He turned his head and muffled her screeches with a kiss, burying his cock into her, rolling his hips.
She felt him filling her up with his seed. It always felt so incredible. So perfect…he was so perfect…
Jason kissed on her temple, panting from exhaustion while she sat in the afterglow of her second orgasm tonight.
"Mm, I love you babygirl…"