Chapter 2: Christmas:
Natasha opened the door to her room and Jacob followed her inside, the door shutting behind them automatically then Natasha locked it with the keypad. Jacob pulled her close and kissed her again, reaching out with The Force to make sure he was making the right moves. Their kiss was deep, passionate, and filled with an unknown need that neither of them wanted to suppress any longer. The world outside didn’t exist. All that mattered was the warmth of her lips, the way her body pressed against his, and the fire that burned between them.
Natasha’s hands slid under Jacob’s sweater, her fingers tracing the ridges of his abs with a feather-light touch that made his breath hitch. Jacob groaned into her mouth, his hands tangling in her fiery red hair. She pulled back just enough to tug his sweater over his head, her gaze raking over Jacob’s bare chest with a hunger that made the Jedi’s cock throb painfully against the confines of his sweatpants.
This was all so new to Jacob but it felt right, in fact nothing had ever felt more right. He took hold of her sweater and pulled it over her head, her big tits jiggling even in her black bra. Jacob’s fingers fumbled with the clasp, but he managed to get it undone, the straps sliding down her arms and exposing her perfect, pert breasts. They were softer than he imagined, her nipples already hard and begging to be touched. Jacob cupped one in his hand, squeezing gently, while the other hand slid down to grab her ass, pulling her against him so she could feel how hard he was for her.
"Fuck, Natasha," Jacob groaned, his voice rough with desire.
Jacob’s breath hitched as Natasha’s hand slid between them, her fingers tracing the outline of his cock through his sweatpants. She bit her lip as she felt how thick and hard he was for her, his length pressing against the fabric. She slid her hand inside his sweatpants to feel hie cock properly. He was about average length and maybe slightly above average in girth, much to her relief. She’d had to take too many huge cocks for work over the years and they’d fucking hurt like hell. But Jacob? Oh fuck, *Jacob* felt like he was made for her.
She pushed his sweatpants down past his thighs, freeing his cock. Circumcision was obviously not a thing where he was from but that wasn’t a deal breaker and her guess about his size was correct. He was… *perfect.* Natasha wrapped her fingers around his shaft with a firm grip, stroking him from root to tip. Pre-cum already slicked his cock, making her thumb swirl over the sensitive underside as she explored him. She leaned in, her mouth hovering just above his ear as she whispered filthy things that made his hips jerk.
“You’re so fucking hard for me, Jacob,” Natasha purred, her voice thick with need. “Feels like you’ve been waiting for this just like I have.”
She tightened her grip, making him gasp, then leaned in to nip at his collarbone with her teeth. “I can’t wait to feel that beautiful cock inside me.”
Natasha’s hand slid lower, cupping his heavy balls, rolling them gently in her palm before giving them a possessive squeeze that made Jacob’s knees buckle. He groaned, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips, pulling her flush against him so she could feel the way his cock twitched eagerly in her grip.
“Natasha—” His voice broke on her name, raw with need. The Force still hummed in his veins, but now it wasn’t just guiding his moves—it was *amplifying* every sensation.
Jacob reached for Natasha’s sweater and tugged on it. She let go of his cock so he could pull it over her head, her big tits jiggling in her lace bra. This wasn’t something that had ever crossed Jacob’s mind but suddenly it was all he could think about it. Sex was merely a way of reproducing back home but since he’d been on Earth, he’d noticed more of sex for pleasure way of thinking. And as he gazed at Nat without a top and those incredible breasts in their bra, he understood why. He reached out with the Force to open the clasp and Nat grinned a little then took her bra off. Her breasts were perfect - round, full and dark nipples that were already hard. He listened to his senses and reached out to grab one of them with his hand.
“Wow…..” he said softly as he felt the weight of her hefty breast. In all honesty, he’d never really thought about breasts before but hers just felt… perfect. He rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and Natasha gasped sharply, her hips jerking forward involuntarily as a shiver ran down her spine. Natasha moaned, arching into his touch, her fingers tangling back in his hair as she pulled him tighter against her.
“Fuck, Jacob—*fuck*—” she breathed, her voice rough with need. She ground herself against him, the friction of his cock against her stomach making her whimper.
Jacob leaned down, capturing her nipple in his mouth. For a guy who’d never done anything like this before, at least according to him, he was incredible at it Natasha thought. She whimpered as his mouth closed around one of her tight nipples, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak while his free hand kneaded and squeezed her other breast. He sucked gently, then harder, the pull making her clit throb with every tug of his lips. She gasped, arching her back further, needing more. Jacob growled against her skin, the sound vibrating through her, making her shiver. He switched to her other nipple, his hands roaming down her body, sliding into the waistband of her sweatpants where both hands gripped her arse tightly. Jacob squeezed and kneaded her flesh, pulling her flush against him, his hard cock pressing against her stomach, the heat from their bodies passing between them, making the air thick with need.
Natasha moaned, her head falling back as Jacob’s teeth grazed her neck, his tongue trailing a burning path down to her collarbone. His hands slid lower, dipping beneath the fabric of her pants, his fingers brushing over the damp fabric of her panties. She was soaked, her arousal coating the thin material, the scent of her filling the air around them, intoxicating him. She pulled him away from her breasts and kissed him again, more passionately than she’d ever kissed anyone or even wanted to kiss anyone. She’d never had the feelings for anyone before that she had for Jacob and it was as scary as it was beautiful. It also made her want to do something she usually hated: she wanted to give Jacob a blowjob. It was a chore for her normally, work, something she did to get information or to get a man off when he paid her enough. But with Jacob it would be different. She wanted to taste him.
Natasha pushed Jacob against her bed, his back hitting the mattress with a soft thud. She climbed over him, straddling his hips, her wet panties grinding against his cock, the friction making them both groan.
“You’re so fucking beautiful like this,” Jacob growled, his hands gripping her waist, his thumbs brushing the soft skin just above her sweatpants. “Sitting on me like a queen.”
Natasha smirked, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his sweatpants.