Chapter 4: Climax
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The door to Jason's apartment clicked shut behind them, sealing them off from the world outside. Meke's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she took in the dimly lit room before her. The air was thick with tension, the silence broken only by the distant hum of traffic from the street below.
Jason's hands were still on her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he held her captive against the wall. His eyes bored into hers, a storm of desire and lust swirling in their depths.
"You want this, Meke?" he growled, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that sent shivers down her spine. "You want me to fuck you hard, right here against this wall?"
Meke's response was immediate, her voice husky with need. "Yes," she hissed, her hips bucking forward, seeking more contact with his hard cock. "I want you to fuck me, Jason. I want you to make me scream."
A wicked grin spread across Jason's face, and he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a searing, passionate kiss.
His tongue pushed into her mouth, exploring, demanding, as his hands roamed her body, squeezing her tits, his thumbs brushing against her nipples, making them harden even more. Meke moaned into his mouth, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer, deeper, as she kissed him back with equal fervor.
Jason's hands moved to her ass, lifting her up, and Meke wrapped her legs around his waist, her skirt riding up even further, baring her to him completely.
He groaned as he felt her heat against his cock, even through his pants, and he began to grind against her, making her moan into his mouth.
"Fuck, you feel so good," he growled, breaking the kiss to trail his lips down her neck, his teeth nipping at her skin. Meke's head fell back, giving him better access, her breath coming in short pants as she felt his hard cock pressing against her clit, even through the material of his pants.
"More," she gasped, her hips moving in time with his, seeking friction, needing more. "I need more, Jason.
Take me to your bed, now," Meke commanded, her voice laced with urgency. Jason didn't need to be told twice. He carried her across the room, his lips never leaving hers, until they reached the bed pressed against the wall. He set her down gently, and Meke took advantage of the moment to push him away, her hands shoving at his chest until he stumbled back a few steps.
"Strip," she ordered, her eyes locked onto his, her voice a low, sultry growl. Jason's eyebrows shot up, but he didn't hesitate.
He reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it off in one fluid motion, revealing the hard planes of his chest and abs. Meke's eyes roamed over him, drinking in the sight of his muscled body, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. Jason's hands moved to his belt, unbuckling it with quick, efficient movements, before pushing his pants and boxers down in one go. His hard cock sprang free, standing at attention, and Meke's eyes widened at the sight of it.
"Fuck, Jason," she breathed, her pussy clenching with anticipation.
"You're so fucking big." She reached out, wrapping her hand around his shaft, feeling the heat and hardness of him. She pumped her fist slowly, her thumb brushing against the precum beading at the tip, spreading it around the head.
Jason groaned, his hips bucking slightly at her touch. "Jesus, Meke. Your hand feels so fucking good." He reached for her, his hands capturing her tits, squeezing them, his thumbs brushing against her nipples, making them harden even more.
Meke moaned, her head falling back, her hair cascading down her shoulders. Jason took advantage of the moment, his lips capturing one of her nipples, sucking it into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the hardened peak. Meke's hands gripped his hair, holding him to her, her hips grinding against his cock, seeking friction, needing more.
"Fuck, Jason," she gasped, her body writhing against his. "I need you inside me. Now."
Jason growled, his hands moving to her skirt, pushing it up around her waist.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her thong, pulling it down roughly, baring her completely to him. Meke moaned, her hips lifting to help him, her pussy throbbing with anticipation.
"Fuck, Meke," Jason hissed, his eyes locked onto her bare pussy. "You're so fucking wet. Look at you, all ready for my cock."
Meke bit her lip, her eyes never leaving his as she spread her legs wider, giving him a clear view of her glistening folds. "Don't tease me, Jason. I need you to fuck me.
Hard," Meke panted, her voice laced with desperation. He grabbed her hips, positioning himself at her entrance, and with one smooth thrust, pushed himself inside her.
"Fuck!" Meke screamed, her nails digging into his back as she felt him stretch her, fill her completely. Jason groaned, his forehead resting against hers as he held still, allowing her to adjust to his size.