Chapter 13: Last Week Frenzy

Monday morning broke with the low hum of the city elevator rising past their floor and the soft creak of the mattress as Mia slid beneath the sheets before Jake’s eyes had even opened. Sunlight striped the bed in pale bars, highlighting the faint love-bites along his collarbone from yesterday’s endless confessions. She woke hungry, the kind of hunger that only came when every boundary had already dissolved into open, aching need.

Her lips found him first—warm, velvet-soft, wrapping the head in one slow glide while her hand cradled his balls. At the same time her feet—smooth arches still faintly scented with the lotion they had shared last night—slid up his thigh and closed around the base of his shaft. The dual sensation hit him like lightning: her tongue swirling underneath while her soles stroked in perfect counter-rhythm, toes flexing to squeeze and release along every throbbing vein.

Jake’s hips jerked, a guttural groan tearing free as he woke fully. “Mia—fuck...” He reached down, threading fingers through her dark hair, but she batted his hand away with a playful growl, eyes sparkling up at him from between his legs. She took him deeper, throat relaxing in practiced waves, saliva glistening along his length while her feet worked faster—arches gliding slick with his leaking precum, big toe tracing the sensitive underside in tight circles. The wet sounds of her mouth mixed with the soft slap of skin on skin, her soles growing slippery and warm.

She edged him mercilessly, pulling off to lick slow stripes from base to tip whenever his thighs tensed, then diving back down while her feet never stopped their relentless massage. When he finally spilled, she kept her lips sealed around the head, swallowing every pulse while her soles milked the last drops, smearing the warm release across her arches before rubbing it slowly between them like a secret they now shared without shame.