Baumgartner generations: Janie

“Why not?” I breathed, just the press of his body against mine making me light-headed.

“Let’s save something for the second date.” He smiled and took my hand again as we began to walk.

Second date. Oh god, what was I getting myself into?

When he dropped me off at home, he gave me the softest, sweetest kiss ever and told me he’d call. And I believed him.

That was the problem.

Chapter Five

I woke up and thought I was dreaming. I was sure I'd been in Josh's bed, feeling him pressing against me from behind, lean and hard and wanting me. But when I turned in his arms, it was TJ in my little double bed, snuggled up under the covers next to me.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered, not sure I wasn't still dreaming. It had to be early-the sun was just coming up outside-although I couldn't see around TJ to the alarm clock on my night stand.

"Ronnie couldn't sleep," he murmured, sliding a thigh between mine and dipping his head to take one of my nipples in his mouth. "Kicked me out of bed."

"Oh," I breathed as he lashed at my hardening nipple with his tongue.

"She does that a lot when she's pregnant." He sighed, nuzzling me.

"But what about Beth?"

"I locked your door when I came in last night." His breath was warm as he made his way across to my other breast.

"Last night?" I murmured, putting my arms around him and wondering how long he'd been in bed with me as he paid attention to my other nipple.

"I wanted to wake you up and fuck you right then." He grinned up at me. "But you were sleeping so sweet…"

Sleeping the sleep of sake, I thought, glancing at the clock. It was six in the morning and everyone was still asleep. Everyone but us. TJ had never come to my bed before, and it felt strange to do this here, in my room.

"TJ," I whispered as his tongue dipped into my navel, his fingers taking over where his mouth had left off, rolling my nipples as he kissed his way south. "Is this a good idea?"

"Hmm, dunno." His mouth had found its way between my legs, thwarted only by the red silk panties I'd been wearing since last night-and they were still wet from my frustrating night with Josh. "Does it feel like a good idea?"

"Oh god." I moaned as he nosed the crotch of my panties aside, delving into my wetness with his tongue. I closed my eyes and remembered the feel of Josh's cock rubbing against me in the heated dark.

This isn't wrong, I thought as I arched and spread for TJ's mouth. I'm supposed to be doing this, I told myself as TJ rolled and moved me, pulling off my panties and situating us so I was sitting on his face, leaning over the solid heat of his cock.

So Josh didn't know about TJ and Ronnie. So they didn't know how I was falling for him. So what could I do? I did my best to swallow my delusions as I took TJ into my mouth, bathing him with my tongue in the early light of morning and trying to forget all the things that weren't being said.

"God, you're so wet!" TJ exclaimed, using both fingers and tongue to explore my puffy mound. I was already so turned on from holding back with Josh the night before, and my dreams hadn't helped.

"Lick it," I urged, making circles with my hips, pestering his mouth with my pussy.

I had to swallow Josh's name as I took TJ's cock between my lips, sucking him deep, making myself gag on his length. He was swollen, too, the head of his dick a dark shade of red that was almost purple. He must have been hard for a while before I woke, I realized. He'd probably been looking at me sleeping, jerking himself, trying to wait.

I moaned when he slid his fingers in, his mouth cemented over my clit, alternately sucking and licking. I started fucking him back, rocking on top of him, driving his fingers in deep. I couldn't stop thinking about Josh, about how hard he'd been when I sat and rocked in his lap on the Central Park bench. I could tell, even through his trousers, that his cock was a nice, good size. I found myself wishing I'd gone down on my knees on the cement to suck him right there. I wished I'd made him fill my mouth with his cum.

"I want your cock," I said, turning and straddling TJ's hips, telling myself it was mostly true. I wanted a cock anyway, even if it was Josh who I was thinking about. And TJ's cock was hard and ready and so very here. I grabbed him in my hand, his hands on my hips to steady me as I slid him up and down against my wet slit.

"Put it in," he begged, biting his lip as I continued to tease my clit with the head of his dick, my eyes closed, and yes, yes, I was thinking of Josh, remembering the rigid heat of his cock against my crotch. "Fuck, Janie, please!"

I opened my eyes to see TJ's gaze on me, his face a twisted mask, caught between pleasure and pain. I relented, slipping the head of his cock between my pussy lips and easing myself down. He rolled his pelvis to meet me, his hands moving down to capture my ass as I began to fuck him, slow and steady, my pussy drenched, taking him in with very little resistance.