Going by the Book

Harper’s head hit the wall in her living room as Jason pinned her up against it. They were mid-kiss when it happened and Jason was quick to bring his hands to the back of her head and cradled it gently. “Crap, are you okay?”

She giggled and nodded, doing her best to move on from that with as little embarrassment as possible. With their entanglement getting more and more intense, Harper began to feel like she was going to succumb to her inexperience. Jason was leading the way singlehandedly. He got her into the bedroom and guided her to the edge of her bed. When the back of her knees hit the bed, Harper sat down on it, taking Jason with her. He kneeled in front of her, now only a few inches shorter than her. She cupped her hands over his cheeks and ran her fingers over the stubble of his beard. She wanted this, and she kept telling herself that. But as Jason began to tuck his fingers beneath the hem of her shirt, Harper’s heart rate skyrocketed. She felt her face get hot and extend all the way down to her neck and chest.

Harper tangled her hands in the curls of his hair when he moved his lips to her neck. She looked down as his hands made contact with her hips, curling around her underwear. “Jason, I’ve got a confession to make,”

He hummed, intrigued. Although this didn’t stop him from the task at hand. He continued to nibble on the skin of her neck.

“I feel obligated to tell you,”

Jason gently tugged at her underwear and pulled his lips away from her neck just far enough to murmur, “herpes?”

Harper let out a guttural laugh that she was positive was the furthest thing from attractive, but Jason seemed unfazed.

“Gonorrhea, chlamydia, or syphilis?”

She rolled her eyes. Leave it to Jason to take something she felt to be nervewrackingly serious, and turn it into some lighthearted conversation. “No, no, and no,”

Jason pulled back and looked up at her, hands still clutching her hips, waiting for her underwear to drop. “You’ve got a penis?”

“Stop,” she smiled and pressed her hand to his mouth to shut him up. He smiled and kissed her hand over and over again. “I’ve never done this before,”

Now he was serious. Or at least, the most serious Harper had ever seen him. His hands stopped moving for the first time since making contact with her underwear. “Do you want to? Like one hundred percent, no doubt in your mind?” He waited until she nodded, and then he set his forehead down on her thigh, letting out a long breath. “Now the pressure’s on to be an excellent lover. I usually shoot for somewhere around mediocre.”

“I don’t think you’ll have any trouble with that,” she mentioned when Jason lifted his head.

He offered an appreciative smile and then went back to curling his fingers in her underwear. This time she helped him out by lifting her hips off the bed so he could slide the fabric lower, moving it down her legs until he unhooked it from around her ankles. Harper thought she’d be able to keep it together, but as Jason got closer to her, it became clear it was harder for her to do than she had anticipated. “Hey, you’re good,” Jason whispered, “I got you.”

Harper nodded at him and obeyed his silent command as he nudged her backwards. She laid back on the bed, chewing on her bottom lip as Jason positioned himself between her legs, which were slung over his shoulders. He raised his eyes to meet hers when he kissed her inner thigh and wrapped his hands around her waist. He moved up towards her center and ran his tongue over her skin, and when Jason returned his glance to Harper, her eyes had shut. Mostly she was trying to keep herself calm and steady, and knew that if she kept looking at him, it’d be impossible for her to do so.

When his lips made contact with her core for the first time, Harper let out a soft groan. He opened his mouth and slid his tongue along her slit and pressed it against her clit. Now her eyes did open to watch Jason. The sight of him between her legs was intoxicating, not to mention the feeling of his mouth on her was extremely pleasurable. He smiled at her and closed his mouth around her clit. It made her mouth drop and she moved one hand to the back of his head, holding it gently. Jason unclasped one of his hands from around her waist and brought it up beneath her shirt to squeeze her breast. He kneaded it in his palm while he sucked on her clit, and when he reopened his mouth and pushed his tongue around her entrance, he gripped her waist tighter with the other hand to keep her partially still.

Jason rimmed his tongue around her entrance and momentarily pulled back just far enough to release her breast and suck on one of his fingers. Once wet, he brought it to her core, hardly adding any pressure to it. He looked up to gauge her expression and pressed his lips to her inner thigh again. Harper squeezed her eyes shut, allowing the feeling to take over her body, and in an instant, her body shifted down against his finger. Jason grazed his teeth over her skin and pushed his finger in slowly until he got two knuckles in.

“Good?” He hummed against her thigh and held still. She nodded quickly, letting out a squeak when he pushed it deeper to get his whole finger inside her. Once in that position, he turned his hand over, palm up. Harper let out a coo as his finger turned inside of her, and Jason responded with a coo of his own. He closed his mouth around her clit again and sucked gently as he began to thrust his finger in and out of her.

Harper clutched at the ends of Jason’s hair and pulled softly, being careful not to hurt him. Her legs began to flinch when his tongue passed her her sensitive spot, and she struggled to catch her breath, “Jase…” she wasn’t even able to get his full name out. She lifted her hips off the bed just slightly, which in turn forced his finger into her not only deeper but at a different angle. It made her entire body shudder, and a smile spread across her face. “More,”

Now Jason couldn't keep from smiling. The girl that was inexplicably shy with him, the one that could barely kiss him at first without blushing, was now asking him to give her more. And he wasn’t about to turn that request down. He pulled his finger out and now sucked on his middle and ring fingers. Harper had opened her eyes to watch him, and when he placed his hand back at her entrance and stroked it softly.

“Slow,” she whispered, biting on her lip.

“Slow,” Jason agreed. He pursed his lips when he thrust them forward into her. Another squeak passed her lips and her eyes squinted shut. Jason was quick to lean in and roll his tongue over her clit, hoping it’d relax her so he could push his fingers in deeper. It worked only slightly, until he realized she was just that tight. And that’s also when he realized he’d be a dead man by the time he was inside her. The more turned on she became, the hotter she got, and sometime within Jason closing his eyes and reopening them, she had taken her shirt off, leaving her completely naked.

The more attention he paid to her sensitive areas, the more the moaned and writhed beneath him, and it soon took a good amount of strength to keep her still and in place. Her back arched off the bed and her hand pressed against the back of his head, “I’m gonna come…” Harper bit into her lip so hard she thought she’d draw blood, but her jaw soon fell open when Jason pressed his lips to her hip and thrust his fingers into her faster.

“Do it,” he encouraged her, not letting up until her entire body flinched and shuddered. He slowed his fingers, keeping a steady pace as she rode out her orgasm.

When she finished, he placed a kiss to her clit, and Harper let out a quick chuckle when her body reacted to it. She opened up her eyes and looked down at Jason, “fuck me. Please fuck me,”

Again, Jason wasn’t about to disappoint, and he helped her back further on her bed and crawled up over her. On his knees, he tugged his shirt over his head, and it was really the first time Harper got to admire his body. She’d seen him shirtless at the beach, but she’d been so annoyed by the fact that she couldn’t get any reading done, that it didn’t even occur to her that Jason’s body was magnificent. His muscles in his shoulders and arms rippled beneath his skin as he crawled up on top of her and leaned in to kiss her lips.

Harper touched his jaw as they kissed, and when he pulled back to look down at her, she came in closer to kiss his neck. “Are you gonna give it to me good?”

“Oh my god,” he groaned, feeling his hard on get even harder. Now holding his weight off of her with one hand, he lifted the other to his shorts and pulled his wallet out of his his pocket, and then took the extra step to unbutton and wiggle out of his shorts.

His boxer briefs were tented, and Harper tried to make it as subtle as possible that she was staring at his crotch. He sat back on his knees and flipped open his wallet to pull out a condom. He placed the foil packet in between his teeth, and Harper rolled her hips momentarily to rub herself against his covered erection. “Please tell me that hasn’t been in there since high school,”

Jason shook his head and tore the packet open. He nudged his briefs down and off his legs before looking down to roll the condom over his shaft, “middle school.” He winked at her and grinned, leaning back over to hover above her body. Now she clearly saw what he was working with, and she was convinced he wouldn’t fit inside her. Sensing her apprehension, Jason pressed his lips to hers, taking a real and sincere moment to get her back into a non-nervous state of mind. “Don’t look there, you’ll freak yourself out,” he rested his forehead against hers and whispered, “right here. That’s it. Just you and me, right here.”

She planted her feet on the mattress, cradling Jason’s body between her legs, “I don’t think it’ll fit.” Harper cupped her hands around his neck.

“It will,” he gave her a quick kiss. Jason dropped his waist to hers, reaching down between them with one hand to line himself up. “Ready?” He waited for her to nod before he began, inching himself into her. At first he almost believed her that it wouldn’t fit. With every attempt to get deeper, Harper let out some noise, and Jason feared he was hurting her.

He licked his fingertips and set them over her clit, massaging it back and forth, hoping it would distract her enough so he could sink further into her. It worked for awhile and he was able to get half of his shaft into her. But at that point, she let out a quiet shriek and pressed her hands against his chest. Jason moaned quietly and kissed her softly, rocking his hips back and forth, careful not to push her any further.

It was a much different feeling and sensation that their previous encounter had been. With Jason’s mouth on her, Harper found it easy to focus on the pleasure because their was so much of it. But with this, while there was pleasure, she also felt an extreme pressure on her and a hint of pain. She figured that would subside as her body grew accustomed to it, but for now she believed she’d never get off like this. It wasn’t until Jason directed her into a new position that she felt herself losing control all over again.

He maneuvered her onto her side with her legs pressed together, and with him still on top of her, he now entered her almost perpendicularly. His thrusts were much more shallow, but now hit an entirely new place inside her, and had they not experimented with this, she was sure she’d have never found this place. “Oh my god,” she cried out, holding onto Jason’s hand as he squeezed onto her hip. “Jesus, fuck me,”

Jason half growled, half laughed and did as she asked, using the leverage he had over her to move faster, albeit not any deeper. Her chest was bright red now, and Jason bent lower to kiss her roughly, biting on her lower lip softly. He moaned against her lips as her muscles squeezed around his shaft with each thrust.

“You like fucking a virgin?” She whispered as small grunts passed his lips. He gave her a breathless nod, and her eyebrows furrowed when her whole body flinched.

They were both pretty weak after that. Harper came for the second time that morning after Jason became more relentless with his thrusts. He was milking her for every ounce of pleasure, and he came minutes after. He pulled out, tore the condom off, and jerked himself off until he came over her body as they had quickly agreed on. Jason kissed her passionately after he came, taking a moment to cool off before getting things to clean themselves up.

“There’s tissues in the bathroom,” Harper murmured, kissing along his jawline. A moment later, Jason was pushing himself up and cupping himself as he walked to the bathroom. He was already cleaning himself up when he reappeared with the box of tissues.

Harper took some for herself and wiped away his come. Jason discarded the condom and the tissues before he came back to the bed. He searched through her disheveled sheets for his underwear, finally spotting them and sliding them back into place as Harper took his shirt and slipped it over her head. Jason laid down on his side, wrapped his arms around her waist, and dragged her back into him until her ass was pressed flush against him.

“Someone’s got a dirty mouth on them,” he mentioned, burying his face into her neck. He bit it playfully, earning a squeal from Harper.

“What can I say, you bring out the worst in me,” she laughed and rolled her ass back against him.

“I’ll take it.” Jason repositioned his head on the pillow, “this goes without saying, but I’m gonna say it anyways.” He paused and Harper rotated in him arms to look at him. “I don’t want to see anyone else, and I don't want you to see anyone else, and I want us to just see each other.”

She shouldn’t have been surprised by this, but yet she was. They admittedly hadn’t hung out with many other people since they’d met, but now the conversation of actually being exclusive seemed brash. “It’s a little fast, no? I could be crazy,”

Jason nodded, “I’m sure you are.” He smiled when Harper slapped his chest, but followed it up by holding her hand still. “I wasted a lot of years… I already told you about Annabelle. Now I’m done wasting time. If I want something, I’m going for it without hesitation. So Harper Malone, if you’re gonna be crazy, be crazy with me… exclusively.”

“I think I need some time to mull it over,” she whispered, looking up at him.

“What do you mean? This isn’t something you make a pro and con list about,” he tried to make light of it, but Harper sensed he was equally hurt and confused.

“I know, I just…” she hesitated, wondering how it came to this. Only a few minutes ago, they were sexually entangled, and now they were having this conversation. “I love that I'm not dependent on anyone. That sounds bad, but… I pride myself on that. And I like you, Jason, I really do. But I don’t know how to be someone’s girlfriend. That’s never been a role I focused on.”

Despite her pouring this out, Jason was smiling. “I like that you’re independent. I don’t want you to need me, I want you to want me. You being able to stand on your own two feet is sexy as hell, so I don’t want you to think that exclusivity means you have to become reliant on me. I just… I wanna spend time with you, and take you out, and show you off, and I hope you want that too.”

Harper wished her brain would shut up. It wasn’t being kind, and she knew she really wasn’t thinking clearly. She was still coming down from the high that was sex. “I just want to think… please.” She was afraid he’d get up and leave, so she forced herself to keep talking, to say anything. “Maybe it could be something, but I just need to think,”

“This is a test, isn’t it?” He grinned, “if you push hard enough, you’re seeing if I’ll leave. Well I’m here to say I’m not going anywhere. You can push as hard as you want.”

Maybe he was exactly right, because she had expected him to leave. Maybe she really was testing him, to push the boundaries and see how far she could take him. It was a dangerous game to play, but the way she saw it, she was already alone. So the pushing couldn’t hurt.

Notes

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