Chapter 4: Climax
All Ash could see, feel, taste,smell and think about was Jessie. Her every touch, move and command brought him pleasure.
Ash couldn't resist and let himself surrender to Jessie's charms. Jessie smirked, sensing victory, feeling his body give into her irresistible sway. She took advantage of the situation and got closer to him. She could feel her heart pounding. Jessie leaned in, brushing her lips against Ash's earlobe. "Good boy," she whispered, the words sending shivers down his spine.
"Jessie, I- I love you, what do you wish of me?" Ash stammered, trying to remain in her good graces.
He didn't know what had come over him, but he couldn't deny the rush of arousal coursing through his body as Jessie's scent consumed him.
Jessie chuckled and slipped her hand around Ash's neck, twirling her fingers in his hair. Her lips pressed against his, hard and unyielding. She plunged her tongue into his mouth, savoring his taste.
Ash's breath hitched as she explored his mouth. He returned her kiss, matching her passion beat-for-beat.
Jessie's fingers snaked down Ash's chest, tracing the muscles beneath his shirt, fumbling with the buttons. She needed to feel his skin—to connect more deeply.
"Shit, you're so fucking hot," Ash panted as his fingers found the hem of her shirt, making quick work of exposing her belly. The temperature soared as their bodies touched. Jessie's earlier sensual movements on the battlefield had succeeded in disarming him completely.
Losing control, Ash, with shallow breaths, started to fumble, kissing her throat, feeling her heartbeat racing against his lips. Jessie smiled wickedly as Ash's hands roved over her body, exploring and kneading.
Jessie's hand finally reached Ash's belt, expertly removing it with haste. Ash gasped, shallowly, as her nimble fingers wrapped around him, and began to stroke, hard and steady.
He groaned, the pleasure almost too much to take. A few pumps later, he couldn't resist anymore and erupted in Jessie's hand. His knees gave out, but she caught him, leaning him against her. Her lips brushed against his, as she tasted him—her smirk grew ever sexier.
"Some trainer, Ash. You can't even last a minute around me," she taunted, her voice low, seductive.
"I can't help it, you're too good" Ash panted, practically purring as she stroked him gently.
Jessie's crimson hair cascaded around her, and her glossy lips curved into a wicked smile as she whispered "I know"
Jessie pushed him back down on the bed.