Getting Some.....And More

First on the hood of the car....Then in the back seat of the car.....Then in the drivers seat of the car as Jason attempted to drive back to his house safely without crashing.......And then it was on his porch......Before Jason and Violet finally made it downstairs into the cubby that he had built for her a few months ago. Sweat trickled down the back of neck making his hair melt to his head.

He remembered telling Grams that everyone should have sex with a vampire before they die. Sex with Jessica was different, it was a hunger for a connection that had brought them both together. But now...Sex with Violet was completely different. Collapsing onto the bed Jason pushed the blankets to the floor as his back was pressed against the mattress as Violet straddled him continuing to grind her hips into him.

"Fuck! Fucking! Fuck!" Jason cried out.

Violet's hands skimmed across Jason's rock hard abs, her body buckling forward as a human pace so that the boy could keep up with her.

"GOD'S JASON!" Violet's words rolled off the end of her tongue.

Violet continued to bounce around on top of Jason.

"That's right woman. You fucking a god damn....God!" Jason hissed through his teeth.

His hands rested on Violet's waist raising her and lowering her at pace increasing the thrusts between them. Sweat trickling down his forehead, his flesh a shade of flushed red, his hair matted to his head.

Violet bellowed with laughter as she continued to bounce on top of Jason grinding on top of him.

"Oh...Oh baby....You are not god" she teased him.

Jason stopped what he was doing raising his head to look down at her.

"You know Violet....When people have sex.....They usually say...." he ended with a confused look on his face.

Listening to Violet laughing deflated him.

Violet chuckled at Jason tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear.

"Oh Jason baby.....I have been around a long time. I have met so many guys who believe that they are god in the sack....Your good, don't get me wrong baby...." she teased him further.

Violet knew that she could push Jason's buttons and she knew exactly which ones to push. Of course she did not mean it....She would make up for it later.

Jason pulled out of Violet, his Johnson deflated. Sitting on the edge of the bed he ran his hand through his hair.

"Vi. You can't say shit like that to a guy....Cause you know now my Johnson is gone like.....Jane Bodehouse's finger that time when she gone and cut it off for some crazy ass dog bull with horns" he grumbled.

Violet chuckled again at seeing Jason like this, but she was not impressed that he had stopped either.

"Jason....Baby....Fuck me...No more talking!" Violet ordered.

"....I got to go and do some stuff.....Clear my head" Jason grumbled.

Pushing himself from the bed Jason needed to go and clear his head. No one had never said that he wasn't like God in bed before. Climbing the stairs and closing the door to the cubby he looked to the ceiling of his lounge "God....Whatever.....We gotta talk"