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I didn’t think it possible, but his smile turns even more devilish as he slips into the role.
“No one is around for miles. I can’t sit here and look at you over there with those tempting lips and not have a taste. Please, Abigail, put me out of my misery.”
“But I’m a good girl. I don’t normally do things like this, Mr. Hayes.” I give him a shy smile, and his eyes darken with need.
“I promise to make it worth your while,” he pleads, softly stroking my cheek. “And we’ll be quick. Honest.”
I lean over close to his ear and whisper, “It better not be quick,” before biting his earlobe.
Jackson growls and tugs on my hair. “You better come sit on my lap, woman.”
I giggle as he moves his seat back, giving me room to crawl over him, straddling him across his legs. When I settle, I feel his hard length against my wet center.
“Have you ever kissed a boy, Miss Barnes?” Jackson asks, slipping back into character. He lightly runs his fingertips down my arm, watching my flesh pebble in their wake.
“No. My mama never let me have a boyfriend,” I reply demurely on a shaky breath.
“Have you ever given yourself an orgasm?”
I gasp. “No,” I say as I look away and bite my lip like I’m keeping a secret from him.
“Don’t be shy, Miss Barnes. You can tell me the truth.”
“I touched myself once, and I think I had an orgasm.”
“You think?” He raises an eyebrow.
“It felt really good at the end, and I was so wet. Does that mean I had one?” I bite my lip and stare at him with wide, innocent eyes.
Jackson is grasping my hip so hard with his other hand as we play our roles, I’m sure he’s going to leave bruises.
“Is that all you’ve done?” he asks through gritted teeth.
“Well, there was one time I sat on my pillow and rubbed myself on it over and over again. The same thing happened. It felt so good, and I was so wet between my legs.”
Jackson’s eyes are pure fire as I pretend to be an inexperienced virgin.
“Show me. Rub yourself over me like you did your pillow.” He unzips his pants and lowers the waist just a bit so I can see the outline of his hard length through his boxerbriefs.
“I don’t know,” I say, feigning indecision. He pulls my mouth to his and kisses me so thoroughly I think if this were him actually trying to convince me, I would rip my panties off this very second, reputation be damned.
“It will feel so good. And I won’t put it in. I just want to feel you,” he growls, sending delicious shivers down my spine. He’s really good at this role-play thing we’ve found ourselves in.
He positions me over his straining cock, and I tentatively rub my center on him, shyly gazing at him through my lowered lashes.
“Is that how you did it?” he asks.
“No.” I shake my head and drop my voice to a whisper. “I moved faster. And harder.”
“Show me.” Both of his hands grip my hips, and he pulls me hard onto his covered dick, moving my hips back and forth, his hard, covered length creating delicious friction on my clit.
“Like that, Miss Barnes?”
“Yes,” I moan out, the pleasure already building.
“Give me your mouth,” Jackson demands as he grasps the back of my neck and crashes our lips together. I’m moving faster and harder on him while he moans in satisfaction.
“Is this better than rubbing yourself on a pillow? Are you going to let me get you off like this?” he rasps out. I’m too swept up in the moment and the pleasure to continue the act.
