Peter had gotten Jess to come with him to his room.

"Gods." Jess sighed.

"What is it?" Peter asked kissing the back of her neck.

"Why do I feel this way, all, shivery and warm inside?"

"Sweetie, that's what it feels like, when you're turned on. As a girl." Peter kept kissing her neck. When he'd been a girl that always set him off, tender neck kisses and breath right by the ears.

"Really? It's so… good." Jess turned around. "It'd be better if you were naked though."

"I'm sure it would be." Peter teased, playing with a loose strand of her hair.

"Well, take off your shirt."

"Don't you want to do that?" Peter taunted her.

Jess bit her lip smiling expectantly as she started taking off his shirt. "I'm offended you're not hard as a rock yet."

"I will be, I'm sure of it." He said softly as Jess started feeling his muscles.

"Wow, no wonder you like me ripped Beauty Queen." Jess said taking in each toned ab and pectoral.

"Let's see what you're hiding under there, beautiful." Peter kissed her lips passionately before lightly grazing her skin as he took off her purple camp shirt. "God I love breasts." Peter said as he took in the sheer beauty that was her perfect breasts. "My mother has to be behind this. It looks like she hand crafted you."

"Welcome to my world, babe." Jess teased her. Peter picked her up, kissing her so tenderly there was no way she wasn't the most treasured thing to him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and suddenly she laughed. "There's that mountain I was looking for."

"Is there a waterfall to go with it?"

"What do you mean?" Jess sighed with a shivery content sigh.

"Do I make you wet Jessica?"

"Jessica? Where'd you get that?"

"I don't know, you like it?"

"I love it. But how do I know if I'm, wet?"

"Oh you'll know."

"Really?" Peter threw his girlfriend on his bed. "What the fuck dude?"

"I'm going to teach you the absolute pleasure of being eaten out, Jess. You're gonna be a faucet when I'm done with you."

Jess was smiling now, "I think I'm turned on again."

"Good." Peter said tauntingly. He straddled her at the thighs, as she sat up to kiss him again. He unclasped her bra with ease, letting the fabric fall off of her arms, she started to unbutton his pants, much to the relief of his throbbing cock. He wanted her, he wanted every inch of her.

"Touch me." She said. "I… I want you to touch my breasts."

"As you wish." Peter said kissing her collarbone, one hand groping her breasts, the other supporting her back.

"Oh wow… Oh wow." Jess tried not to laugh, but the sensation was just so good. Something she'd never felt before.

Peter started kissing her breasts, licking circles around her nipples, before kissing every inch of her beautiful pale skin. She tasted like ecstasy and perfume oil, there was no way Aphrodite had not intervened. Jason and Piper had never even seen each other naked. And now, Peter and Jessica were about to give each other a treat. Jess had already stripped him down to his boxers, after all.

"Oh my gods." Jess gasped. "I think I peed."

"No." Peter laughed before kissing her lips. "You're horny as fuck though."

"I am?"

"Oh yeah."

"Can you fix that for me darling?" Jess asked with innocent eyes. She was feeling so odd, in a way that she'd never recalled feeling before. So excited and anxious.

"Of course my love." Peter said coyly. Slowly he took off her shorts, he neglected to take off her panties, however, until he started noticing wet spots through the fabric. He kissed her knees and then her upper thighs. He saw her shivering and so he went in, kissing her thighs just to hear her gasp.

"Oh gods." Jess whimpered slightly, Peter could tell she was clenching a bit. So he moved from kissing her inner thighs to kissing her hips, her stomach, all while slowly taking off her panties.

"Why'd you stop?" Jess sighed, with bated breath. On to step two, Peter thought gleefully to himself, his kisses trailing down to where her legs parted, without a moment of hesitation, he hoisted her legs onto his shoulders, kisses teasing all around her vagina.

"Fuck." Jess hissed clutching the bed as her legs trembled on Peter's back. She felt so shivery and excitement coursed through her fucking viens. She felt so good already, so warm and shaking.

Peter was going to make her fucking hungry for him, he wanted her to need him. Slowly he swirled his tongue around her clit, hearing a sharp intake of breath, he knew he was getting good places. Slow almost torturous licks around the lip of her vagina.

Jess's breathing was uneven, sporadic, and heavenly to Peter's ears. His tongue flicked back and forth, circling, closing in on Jess's tender clit. A small glorious whimper shook through Jess's body as she shivered again, small bursts of liquid seeping out of her.

He started going faster, licking in rhythmic circles and then kissing the lips of her vagina.

"Oh gods, Peter, oh fucking gods." She said in a hushed hoarse tone.

One of his hands started squeezing her waist, while the other traveled teasingly down her body, he felt her arch her back as his hand reached her clit. Rubbing just a little faster than he was licking, his thumb circled the incredibly tender skin.

He heard her shivering moans, the sounds of pure stimulation coming from her. He started moving his thumb faster, daring to dip his tongue into her vagina, slowly, carefully, ready to stop if she said no.

But she didn't say no. "Oh my gods, oh my gods, oh my gods." Her voice was low and husky, the want out of it was astounding.

Peter kept licking and caressing her clit, begging her to orgasm, he didn't know what to expect from her. Would she scream? Would she howl? Would she curse? Would she cum?

She made a whimper that Peter couldn't tell if it was pleasure, fear, or pain. He backed off, took his tongue out of her vagina and slowed down the movements of his thumb.

"Please. Don't stop." She nearly gasped, "Please."

Quickly, building up speed, Peter touched her clit again, noticing it was, if only slightly, larger. His tongue went back inside of her, licking every inch he could reach.

Jess's hands clenched the bed even tighter, she felt her muscles contracting inside of her, his tongue hitting points she didn't know she'd had. She felt her breathing become deeper, more laboured. She wanted to gasp more than she wanted to breathe.

She felt a release first, her muscles stopped contracting and finally relaxed, and she felt like she was peeing. Holy shit, she thought, she was peeing in her boyfriend's mouth.

Peter, knew better, and he was elated that he'd made her ejaculate, that her pleasure was so astoundingly intoxicating, that she was gushing sweet tasting liquids. He didn't even hesitate to swallow before sitting on his knees to look at her.

"What's wrong?" He asked seeing that she looked ready to cry. "Baby, what is it?"

"I just peed." She said covering her mouth.

"No, you didn't." He laughed, "Calm down, girls can cum just like guys do, don't worry about it."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Oh thank gods." She sighed. Peter looked at her for a moment, her flushed face and chest made him lean down to kiss her as sweetly as he could. She moaned behind his lips.

"Why don't we take a break for now?" He asked as she kissed right by his jaw.

"Why?" She asked. "We're naked, we're in love..."

"You're shaking and you don't fully understand what's going on." Peter said.

"I'm shaking because I want you back inside of me." Jess said.

Peter moved anyway, off of his girlfriend to grab his pants.

"You're such a tease." She pouted, sitting up behind him.

"That was not me teasing. It was me giving, and giving, and giving some more." He said, turning around to kiss her.

"Then why not give it all?" She asked.

"I want you to want it."

"Oh I want it, Peter, believe me."

Peter had thrown on his shirt by now. "Well, you're just going to have to wait."

"Until when?"

"Tonight, say after your shift." He kissed her again, "And we can, finish what we started."

"And if I can't wait?"

"Then, in an hour, after my shift, no one will be in my shower."

"No one but me?"

"No one but you Jess. No one but you."