Page 22 of Sweet Tooth
Yes, that was my girl. Just one stroke of her over her panties and I could tell she was wet already. Wet for me.
Her nipple in my mouth was a hard nub begging me to continue.
I stroked down over her skirt until I reached bare skin.
As soon as my fingers stroked her leg, she shuddered on my lap. Good God, what was she going to do when I was inside her?
As if reading my mind, she whispered in my ear. “Touch me Zane. Touch me there.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I reached up under her skirt and pressed my fingers against the damp fabric at her core.
I paused, searched her face. This was it.
Jess’s lips had fallen open.
I pressed my fingers against her again.
Our gazes caught, and we shared an unspoken agreement.
Our lips twisted together again and my finger dipped under her panties.
As I slipped into her warmth, the rest of Jessica’s body turned to putty. She threw her head back and opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She raised up slightly and then sank back down onto my finger. Fuck me, she was pure sexiness.
“We should move this to my room in case Parker…” she trailed off, and that’s when I saw the first hint of hesitation in her eyes.
I pressed my lips to hers and worked my finger inside her, trying to get her back to where she’d been. I couldn’t lose her now.
I shifted her weight and stood, lifting her easily in my arms. I walked up the stairs and stopped at the top.
“Last one on the left,” she whispered, and I nearly sobbed with relief.
Inside her room, I laid her gently on her bed, climbing in next to her.
Now it was just Jess and me, and our bodies finishing what they started.
I pulled her panties to the side and slid two fingers into her, my mouth swallowing her moans as she ground against my hand.
She was so fucking wet. She reached for my belt and started to undo it. I helped her remove my belt, pants, and boxers, my eyes never leaving hers.
The way she bit her bottom lip when I unzipped her skirt and pulled down her panties nearly did me in.
I climbed on top of her, settling my body between her knees.
“Zane.”
“Do you want me to stop?”
“No. But I’m scared.”
I paused, dipping my forehead onto hers. “I am too.”
That seemed to reassure her as she spread her legs and wrapped them around my hips, urging me forward with her heels in my ass.
I slid inside of her slowly, savoring every inch. It had been so long and yet the feel of her was imprinted in my brain. I started to thrust deep and she met every movement with her own.
I kissed her long and deep, tasting the desire on her tongue. If she only knew how long I’d dreamed of this day.
She urged me on with a press of her heels, pulling me deep and keeping me there. I was trying so hard to keep from coming too soon, but I wanted to give her what she wanted. I grit my teeth and let instinct take over. As I jackhammered into her, Jess’ increasing moans was music to my ears.
My efforts were soon rewarded when Jess started flailing, crying out, coming hard.
I held her as she spasmed, stroked her, still pulsing in her slowly.
Now she was shaking, and only our lips were moving together. Slowly. Slowly.
My cock was still inside her, and she was squeezing on it.
But we weren’t finished yet. Not by a long shot.
When I began thrusting into her again, a long moan pealed out of her.
“Zane.”
“God Jess, you feel so fucking good. It’s been so long. So long I’ve wanted this, dreamed about this.”
“You too,” she admitted through ragged breaths.
I plunged into her again and again as our pleasure built. When a second orgasm tore through her, her velvet glove gripped me so hard that I came as well, spilling deep into her.
The pleasure was so intense, my eyes were watering and I could barely speak. I was happier than I’d been in seven damn years.
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Jessica
We fell asleep all coiled up together.
But his heat woke me some hours later, just how it always had.
I lay there for a good minute, blinking, breathing.
I gingerly moved myself out of the powerful clutch of his arms and sat up.
I stared into the black of my room as my eyes adjusted. Then I got up, picked some clothes off the floor and pulled them on. I took a deep breath and looked back at Zane sleeping soundly in my bed.
What the fuck had I just done? It had felt so good in the moment, so needed, that I had let myself get carried away. I’d given myself willingly to the one person I swore would never have me again.
