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Jess did have a hell of a sense of humor. Matt was not wrong about that. Few people appreciated it though. Oh well, their loss. Jess thought she was pretty funny. Or maybe that was because she was drunk most of the time.

She couldn't help squirming a little, feeling his mouth on her. That felt pretty incredible. And she was starting to think she might actually scream out his name at some point. He was definitely skilled at using that tongue for something other than talking.

He took pride in doing what he did; a cardinal sin that he'd atone for later. But there was something about taking someone like her and making her come undone. In giving her something he had a feeling she either didn't think she deserved or didn't think he could give her. It made him want to make her writhe, make her scream in pleasure until she was dizzy from it. All so he could keep doing it. It was a pleasure of its own for him, tasting her, feeling her moving like that as he licked between her folds, as he sucked at her clit. He was hard already, wanting already, but he was focused on pushing her over her edge first.

Maybe second and third, depending on how it went.

Jessica was not exactly surprised that Matt was as good as he was. She'd thought of something like this before. It had been a long time since she'd felt pleasure like this. Mostly, she didn't care but every now and then it was nice for someone to do something for her. She couldn't help how much she was wriggling, he really was driving her crazy. St. Murdock definitely had some moves. And she was looking forward to seeing the rest of them.

A lick. A suck. A quick flicking of his tongue. His hand came up and two fingers pressed into her, curling up to find that spot that he was looking for that would make her respond. Jess didn't hold back in her reactions and he loved that. Fed on it while he fed on her.

Jess definitely wasn't holding back anything right now. Matt was about to make her come unglued. "Fuck..." She whispered. This hadn't been how she was planning to spend her night, but she definitely wasn't regretting coming over here. She arched her back as she moaned in pleasure.

Messing up her plans of being alone for he evening was a fun goal of his. He sealed his lips around her clit, sucking at it as he flicked his fingers into her, spreading them, fucking her slowly in tandem with the way his tongue and lips moved against her. That quiet curse puffed his pride a little, and he just doubled his efforts.

This might have been better than whiskey. At least, almost. Not that she planned on telling him that. She could tell he was already getting plenty of satisfaction from this. Then again, it couldn't compared to what she was feeling right now. "Jesus, Murdock..." She was so close already. He definitely knew what he was doing.

He listened to both the sounds of pleasure she made along with the way her body was straining. His tongue varied between long flat licks and pointed flicks of his tongue over her, into her, licking in between his fingers as he fucked them up into her, then went back to his attentions on her clit. She was definitely right that he was enjoying himself very much.

It had been so long since she'd felt anything but regret and pain, maybe some disdain. She didn't even know she could feel like this anymore. Or be sober enough to really enjoy it. Therapists would have called it progress, she was sure. But this was better than any therapy she could imagine. She couldn't hold back anymore, finding her release with a loud moan.

Therapists could call it whatever they wanted. All he knew was that she was enjoying herself and so was he. She finally crested that peak and he felt her break around him, her body tightening on his fingers, which he slowed, then stilled, breathing against her before he moved back to rested his head against the inside of her thigh. His head was tipped up towards her, smiling a little with a sort of smug satisfaction.

Oh, she was definitely enjoying herself. And she could tell he was too. She was glad for that too. Even if he did look really smug right now. She tried her best to look annoyed, not that he could see it. "Yeah, yeah. Let it never be said that you don't deliver." She said breathlessly.

"At your service," he grinned, rubbing the bristle of his cheek against her thigh before he moved to crawl up on the bed. "I hope that means you're not regretting this."

"Oh far from it, Murdock," Jess said as she started to calm down a bit. If she had any regret at all, it was not doing this sooner. Sometimes she was a slow learner, she guessed.

Matt would just be happy that she did it at all. She could go slow, he was patient and could follow along at her pace. As long as he had a foot in the door. "Good. Because I hope you realize I'm not done yet."

"Good God I hope not," Jessica smirked. Because if he screwed half as well as he did that they were going to be having some fun tonight.

As he crawled further up her body, dropping little kisses as he went, it became obvious as he crested the edge of the bed that his cock was thick and hard, still needy and leaking slightly from the slit as he moved his way up the bed. "Move up more. This is a good position for me giving you oral, but not for me screwing you senseless."

Jessica felt like she was on fire but in the best way. "Yes sir." She practically purred with only a mere hint of her usual sarcasm as she shimmied up the bed. She was definitely ready for him, he'd seen to that. And she wanted him more than she'd like to admit at the moment. Well, admit to anyone else.

She moved to comply and he crawled along quickly to keep up, not letting her get much further away than a nip before she settled herself comfortably. And then he nudged himself between those pale thighs, knowing that there was a strength there that could crush the life out of him if she wanted. His cock twitched at the thought.

Matthew had problems. "Sir? I think that's a first coming from your lips to anyone."

"And I'll deny it if you ever mention it to anyone, so don't," Jessica said, shaking her head just a bit. She could definitely really hurt Matt if she weren't careful. She was going to have to do her best to hold back just a bit while still rocking his world. Because she fully intended on doing just that.

"Not gonna lie, I could get a little turned on if you start calling me 'sir' in the bedroom and then let it slip outside of it. Unintentional Pavlovian response." He laughed, leaning in to let his lips graze over her nipple. A flick of his tongue, then a light suck as he let the bristle of his stubble rasp against her skin.

He released his hold to whisper reverently against her skin, "You taste so good."

"In your dreams, Murdock." But it was clear from the tone of her voice she was grinning. "I'm glad you approve. You should let me return the favor." She mused. It was more than a little hot with him taking charge here too, she had to admit. She was more than ready for him.

"I have some pretty active dreams, Jess. It's the only time I sort of get to see properly." Blurred images from his youth superimposed over the images he saw in his own way. Smiling, he nipped gently at her breast, then nuzzled his way up to her throat. "Is that so?"

"Oh, I just bet you do," Jess said. She didn't remember a lot of her dreams. And she liked it that way, honestly. Couldn't wake up screaming if she was passed out drunk. Or at least that was her logic. But she wasn't about to ruin the moment by saying that. "Sure, if you play your cards right."

"I don't do very well at cards. Can't tell which is which." He grinned as he finally made his way up to kiss her lips, the taste of her still on them as he hummed in a soft sort of satisfaction.

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