Jen would have never thought that their night would have progressed like it currently was. Since there wasn't any other furniture where they were standing, Jen had been bent over the dining table, her naked upper body pressed against the cool wood and had been given clear instructions by Lucas to put her hands above her head.

She hadn't thought it would be such a big deal until the moment he had actually entered her. She had pulled her hands to her sides in an attempt to lift her body but she heard his voice from behind her once more.

"Put your hands above your head Jen," Lucas said and Jen found herself stretching her hands above her head once more. It was not a tiring position to be in since she was resting against the table, but it was not easy to maintain her rationality when she was being stirred up like that.

Jen felt his palm on the centre of her back before he pressed her against the table but he hadn't stopped moving. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was very loud since the house was especially silent that night.

Jen could not stop the short moans that escaped her lips even though she tried to bite them so she wasn't too loud.

What she didn't see coming was Lucas increasing his tempo. Jen forgot about trying to control her moans and moaned in tandem with his thrusts.

Although it was new it still felt good, in fact, she felt so good she sounded like she was about to cry whenever her voice shook. Lucas didn't worry because if he was hurting her, he knew she would have asked him to stop already.

Jen forgot all about Lucas asking her to keep her hands above her head and she pulled them back to her side as if she was looking for something to grab.

"Miss Larson, your hands" Lucas reminded and Jen stretched her hands once more.

"If you bring them down once more, I'll help you keep them up" Lucas warned but his tempo was not interrupted at all.

Actually, it increased again, much to Jen's amazement and up until this point she could only close her eyes as soft moans escaped her lips. 

Jen could feel her pleasure rise to new heights and didn't even remember that she was supposed to keep her hands up. Jen was really close to finis.h.i.+ng and she frantically brought her hands to her sides as if she was looking for something to hold on to and arched her back.

Lucas caught both her hands in his and stretched them back to their initial position, his front pressing against her back in the process and pretty much laying on top of her.

Jen felt him go deeper inside her because of the sudden change in position and that was when Lucas heard her call out his name since they started, she was not very subtle about it either.

He could feel her walls tightly clench around him catching him completely off guard. He knew she would finish soon but he didn't think it would be that soon.

He clenched his teeth and groaned as his forehead rested on her back that was already damp with sweat as he tried to hold back on his own release.

"Lucas, I don't think I can-" Jen started saying as she was trying to catch her breath, but before finis.h.i.+ng the sentence, Lucas noticed that her body was slipping off the table.

It looked like she had lost all the strength in her legs and could barely support her own weight anymore. So he wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her upper body so that her back was pressed against his chest and fully supporting her weight.

Jen was still catching her breath with her eyes closed and she still wasn't able to stand on her own feet so Lucas turned her around and lay her on the table on her back instead and pulled her towards him until her backside was hanging off the edge of the table and her legs were raised so they were rested on Lucas' shoulders.

Her body was still trembling from the o.r.g.a.s.m she had before and she did not look lucid yet, her eyes were fully dilated and she closed them in an attempt to sober up, but her closed eyes snapped open again when she felt Lucas enter her once more.

She wanted to ask him to give her a break but when she looked up at him, she couldn't bring herself to do so. She knew if she did he would be left hanging since he hadn't really finished when she did.

As she was looking at Lucas, his gaze suddenly focused on hers and they maintained eye contact. Jen really wanted to kiss him but if she lifted herself from her position she would end up breaking her back or something because her b.u.t.t was hanging in the air.

Lucas' gaze that had been focussed on her eyes lowered to her lips because she was biting them and he smirked, but he didn't give in to the temptation of kissing her and instead leaned slightly forward to grab her breast.

Jen unhesitantly spread her legs and they fell off his shoulders before quickly wrapping them around his waist. Lucas was surprised, but not surprised enough to stop. He bent his body and caught one of her b.r.e.a.s.t.s in his mouth, and Jen tangled her fingers in his hair.

The extra stimulation almost instantly brought Jen to another high and her moans became louder as the seconds went by. This time when the waves of pleasure rocked her body, she pulled Lucas' head away from her breast and crashed her lips against his and tightened the hold her legs had around his waist before he too followed shortly afterwards.

Lucas made a sound in his throat that almost sounded like a growl that was so s.e.xy that he could feel Jen tighten around him once more. They were both breathing heavily and their bodies were plastered against each other even after working up so much sweat.

Jen didn't think she would be able to look at the dining table the same way ever again, but these thoughts did not stop her from kissing Lucas at all. Lucas whose mind had finally cleared suddenly separated his lips from hers.

"f.u.c.k!" Lucas said as he rested his forehead against her chest. He rarely ever cursed, it would normally slip out when they were having s.e.x or when he was p.i.s.sed, but this time it was a bit delayed something that made Jen furrow her eyebrows in worry.

"What is it?" Jen asked her voice laced with concern.

"Oh f.u.c.k" Lucas repeated before he lifted Jen to place her in a more comfortable position.

"Are you hurt? What's wrong Jen asked as she propped herself up with her elbows so that she could sit. As she sat up, Lucas pulled out and that was when all the colour drained from Jen's face.

She finally understood why he was cursing so much before. It was because he wasn't wearing any protection.