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His lips grazed across her cheek and took a quick, gentle kiss on her lips. "I just want to kiss you, I swear to God."
He tugged her bottom lip into his mouth and nipped at it, his breath joining and mingling with hers.
She let him take the lead, and floated into a world of pretending the last few weeks hadn't happened. She set up the scene in her head, and pretended they were newly dating, they'd just gotten back from a movie, and he'd brought her back to her dorm room only to find her roommate wasn't there. The character in her head knew that Connor was going to push her for sex, but she wasn't ready yet, and was determined to keep the situation and the making out, under control.
With that fairytale firmly in place, Jessica left the real world behind and melted under the kisses he was giving her.
His erection became apparent very quickly, it pushed against her lower stomach, right above her pelvis, and sent molten need sliding through her. He kissed her slowly, firmly, taking his time as the pressure built between them. His hand caressed her back, over her shirt, and trailed softly, up and down her spine, making sweeps from the top of her shoulder blades and down again. With each swipe of his hand, he came closer and closer to the fullness of her bottom.
It was as if he was tantalizing her on purpose, not moving his hand far enough down her back to soothe the ache she felt there. She wiggled against him, wanting to feel his touch on her butt. When she moved against him, she whimpered into his mouth, and his lips latched onto hers, more firmly, hotly, taking her mouth by storm and thrusting his tongue inside.
His erection grew even larger and she felt the hardness, the heat of it pulsing beneath her. It was making her crazy, and she crawled a few inches upward, angling her mouth above his, and aligning her crotch with his.
When she made that move, he groaned deep in his mouth and their kiss went wild. His hand landed where she wanted it, on her butt, and he clenched it tightly in his hand.
She began rocking against him, irresistible need clenching between her thighs, sending currents of pleasure through her that flooded her with damp heat.
They kissed endlessly, his arms surrounding her, both of his hands on the cheeks of her butt, his fingers clenching and coming dangerously close to the cleft in between.
He broke his mouth away from hers, and he lifted her and turned her quickly, until they were lying side by side. Their bottom arms entwined, holding each other, and that left each of them one hand each free to explore each other. Her hand landed on his naked chest, and his mouth fell back to hers, his tongue delving between her lips. He lifted her leg, and shifted it until it hung over his hip, and the position opened her legs to him.
He took advantage immediately, and ran his hand over her thigh and then between them, to the vee between her legs, where he cupped her heat over the top of her panties. He pressed hard, the heel of his palm massaging her, and soon she was mindless, completely under his control.
He continued to kiss her, never letting go of her mouth completely, but allowing her to lift away from him, just enough to take shallow pants, and force oxygen into her lungs. His lips trailed to the corner of her mouth. "You're so fucking beautiful." He gave her just enough time to breathe, and then he began kissing her again.
She let out a tiny moan, and pushed her hips toward his, pushing her mound into his hand. He clenched her tightly, rubbing her in circles over her panties, and then he let go of her momentarily, and slid his fingers to grasp her hand that played over his chest, grabbing it and sliding it between them. He slid it down over his erection, and held it there, just long enough for her to know he wanted it to stay there.
She let out a ragged sound of shock, and his hand left hers and landed between her thighs again. She'd never touched him there before, not in make believe, and not in real life, and even though it was through the fabric of his jeans, his strength, heat and power sent ripples of electric response down her spine.
She slowly began to move her hand, holding it firmly against him as he was doing to her, and the twin touches, her hand on him and his on her, added an intimacy to their actions that sent a heated spike to her arousal.
With his mouth devouring hers, she moaned helplessly, and heard an answering groan coming from him.
The feel of his hard heat underneath her hand was consuming her, she held on to him, loving the feel of his erection, never wanting to let him go. He manipulated her clit, ran his finger under the elastic of her panties, and swirled his finger over her, until her hips were undulating against him.
He released her for a moment, and ran his hand on the outside of her shirt, until his fingers landed on her breast, and he began tweaking her nipple.
The feeling was incredible, different and new, and in a hazy part of her brain a thought tried to enter, but it drifted away before it could take a clear form, and all she could do was gasp into his mouth as his hand slid down and pushed up her shirt, where he palmed her entire breast in his hand.
He released her mouth, took a deep, shuddering breath, and slid down her torso just enough to reach her chest. With her shirt bunched up around her neck, he latched onto her nipple with his lips and teeth and began licking her, grazing the white skin of her breast with his whiskers as his mouth pulled on her nipple.
She felt her orgasm close by, not imminent, but just there, in the background, well within reach. He moved his mouth to her other breast and began sucking on the top swell of her skin while he teased its twin with his fingers.
He continued that dedicated assault on her senses until she thought she'd go insane, and then he released her just long enough to shove his jeans down around his hips. Grabbing her hand, he wrapped it around his full, throbbing penis.
With his mouth holding her breast captive, his moved his lips and tongue to her nipple again and began sucking in earnest.
Holding his hand over hers, he began a sliding motion, up and down, over the length of his penis. He held her hand firmly, showing her the exact motion he wanted, and he took his mouth off her nipple only long enough to force out, "Keep doing it."
His lips captured her nipple again, and he lifted his hand from hers and snaked his finger under the elastic of her panties. He took only a few swipes at her wet clit, and then opened her folds and pushed his long, middle finger inside of her.
She cried out at the impact, and the motion of her hand on his penis faltered only a moment before she again began the movement that seemed to excite her just as much as it did him.
They breathed harshly together, and within a few minutes of the relentless, provocative petting, Jessica began to slide down into a powerful orgasm unlike any she'd ever known. Her internal muscles clenched around his finger and her womb began to spasm in waves of pleasure so intense that she couldn't control the scream that left her
lips.
The noises she began making pushed him over the edge, and he pushed his hips into her hand, growling from low within his throat. As pleasure cascaded through her bloodstream, he pumped his hips two more times and then went completely still, coming with her and spilling his seed into her hand.
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Later that night, her back was curled against him with her t-shirt firmly in place again and sleep was almost upon her. His arms tightened around her and he spoke and said something that sounded like it had been bothering him. "You were more than just a virgin. You were barely experienced at all."
Her eyes flew open and she stared, unseeingly, at the wall as his words hit her. But it was a statement, not a question, and she didn't respond.
He nudged against her, demanding an answer. "Why?" he asked simply.
She answered him in as few words as she could manage and hoped they were enough because she was tired and didn't really want to ever have this conversation with him. "My home life, you know, sucked. My mother was pretty worthless, and from the time I was fifteen, I had a job. I worked as many hours as I could, while still going to school. I dedicated my life to good grades, putting food in my stomach, and getting away from the only way of life that I'd ever known. I didn't have time for boys."
"When did she go to prison?"
"During my senior year, and luckily for me, after I turned eighteen."
"Did you live alone until you graduated?"
"No. I got kicked out of the trailer that we rented. There was an amazing school counselor, and she took me in until I left for college the next fall. She helped me get the scholarship, held my hand, I guess you could say, as I filled out application after application."
"Is that why you chose UTD? Because of the scholarship?"
"Yeah. They offer some of the best academic scholarships in the state. I did just the opposite as most kids. I chose the college first, because of the scholarship, and then I picked a major that the school offered. It was the only way I could get a college education."
