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“Not a goddamned thing.”
I pulled her in toward me and kissed her. I couldn't resist it. At a certain point, rational thought disappears, and the body takes over. I had been right. Our conversation was a dangerous one if she wanted me to keep my hands off of her.
I expected her to pull away, just like she had every other time I'd tried something like this, but she didn't. Instead, she leaned into me and leaned into the kiss. I bit lightly on her bottom lip, not enough to hurt her but enough to let her know I meant business. She didn't pull away, then, either. Instead, she slipped her tongue into my mouth, exploring me as pent-up desire surged up inside of me.
Despite how badly I wanted her, I pulled back. "Hey, Jess? I'm going to tell you right now, unless you want things to go a hell of a lot further, we should stop right now."
“I don’t want to stop,” she said softly, almost shyly.
“Right, but do you understand what that means?”
“I understand what you’re getting at,” she said. “It’s what I want, Drew. I’m ready.”
Chapter 13: Jess
“Are you sure?” he asked, his eyes burning with passion.
“I’m sure,” I said.
And all at once, he was kissing me again. His lips were pressed against mine with a desperation, a need I sensed was the same as my own. I teased him with my tongue before allowing him into my mouth.
“I want you so bad.” He said against my mouth.
His hands went into my hair and he removed the pins that had been holding it up, and let it fall down onto my shoulders. He took a step back and looked at me.
I noticed the outline of his erection through his pants. My panties were wet and I was ready to feel him inside of me.
I bit my lip.
“Mmm that’s so sexy the way you do that.” He said.
I bit it, again and stood up from the couch. I took a step back and reached for the straps of my dress and untied them, slowly, stopping it from falling onto the floor and holding it in place halfway down my chest. I wanted to tease him a little more.
“Drop it.” He said.
I moved my arm and began to tug gently on the bottom of my dress, slowly sliding it off of my body. I stood in front of him in my lacy black thong and stilettos.
“Fuck.” He said.
“What?” I asked.
“You’re so fucking hot.” He got off the couch, took a step toward me and reached out, sliding an arm behind me, almost aggressive like, and pulled me to him. His mouth met mine in another heap of passion. His tongue was rough inside of my mouth, working its way around in circles.
A sexy groan escaped him as he removed his arm from around my back and worked his hand down to my clit where he began to massage it.
I felt instant goosebumps as he moved the lace to the side and worked a finger inside of me.
“Oh fuck.” I said. The feeling was overwhelming. I was so turned on. I wiggled my hips around as he moved a second finger inside of me and began to move them in and out of me.
“You’re so wet.” He said.
“Mmm hmm.” I said. The pleasure was too intense for me to form a sentence.
He stopped and stepped back, unzipping his pants in the process. He removed his pants and boxers, leaving them where they fell on the floor.
His dick was rock solid and huge. Without any hesitation, I dropped to my knees.
I looked up at him and said, “I want to taste you.”
