Need You To Need Me

Kevin’s been keeping Jamie stocked with soup and sympathy ever since the fever knocked her flat, and now that she’s up and job-hunting, the poor guy’s downright heartbroken. Every résumé she fires off feels like a countdown to her walking out the door, so he quietly swaps a crucial email address or two and watches her interviews fizzle. Jamie doesn’t suspect a thing. She just notices how sweet her roommate is, how patient, how ready with a shoulder when she comes home crushed. Gratitude turns warm and clingy, and one frustrated afternoon she lets him pull her onto the couch for a quick cuddle that slides into something hotter. Soon she’s straddling his face, her full tits swaying as his tongue works overtime, then she spins around to swallow him deep while his fingers slide inside her. They trade places without missing a beat, and before long she’s planted right on his mouth again, grinding slow and greedy until both of them forget about job boards, rent, or any life beyond the tangled sheets. When she finally collapses, Kevin smiles like a man who’s never letting her go.