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My eyes lowered to his lips again as we shared a laugh.
“I lied,” I confessed before lowering him to me by his neck.
The more we kissed, the wetter my pussy became. Each time he rubbed or squeezed my ass I released sighs of contentment against his lips.
“Where else can I kiss you?” His hand slipped forward, settling between my thighs. “Hmm?”
“Jeremy,” fell from my lips in a whisper as the pads of his fingers brushed against my clit.
“Can I kiss you here too?”
“Yes.”
He lifted himself, looking into my eyes for further confirmation. When he found it, he used my hand and led me back over to the table, where he placed enough bills to cover the ticket and leave behind a hefty tip.
We made it out to his Lexus, and I was glad he’d driven this instead of his two-seater. Jeremy opened the back door and helped me inside. My low-cut blue jean mini dress didn’t stand a chance against him. He lifted it to my waist, pushing my panties to the side and over my ass cheek.
The moan he released as his eyes trailed over me just before the lights went out made my eyes flutter. His fingers grazed my thighs and I shuddered. The second his tongue slid against my thigh they locked against him. Jeremy’s hands took hold of my waist as he brushed his nose against my soaked opening.
“We don’t have to do this, Lovie,” he assured me. “This is more than enough for me.”
“I want to.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I moaned, spreading my thighs.
Each time his fingers gripped them, it felt hot—like he was branding me. By the time I finally felt his breath and tongue on my clit, my chest heaved as I struggled to breathe. I wanted to tell myself my reaction to him was so intense because it had been so long since I’d been with a man. That wasn’t true. This was him. And I wouldn’t deny him of that.
Jeremy held onto me, caressing and squeezing my ass as he slowly feasted on my pussy. It felt so good I fed myself to him, holding his head in place as his hands went up to my waist. He took his time… as if he was getting just as much pleasure out of this as I was. His hands slipped up to my nipples, tweaking them and squeezing my breasts as he moaned against me. I held on for quite a while, but when his hand wrapped around my neck, that was my undoing.
Back arching, mouth opening, I moaned a warning that I was about to cum. He stayed there, giving my clit short, fat licks that had me crumbling underneath him as I came. Jeremy covered my pussy with my panties as he made his way up my frame. Locking his eyes with mine in the darkness, he palmed my pussy, stroking my clit through the fabric, preparing me for another release.
I clung to him, nails digging into his arms as my chin trembled through my deep breathing.
“You look so pretty when you cum,” he whispered against my lips, shooting my orgasm through me a hell of a lot quicker than I’d intended to release it.
My hand went to his jeans, but he lifted it over my head. “Not like this. You deserve better when I give you this dick.” He squeezed my hand and kissed my smile away.
This was new. And exciting. And I liked it. I liked him. And I think… I think I’m okay with that.
Seventeen
Jeremy
Maritza surprised me when she watched the football game with me and her father. She mentioned being into sports, but I didn’t believe she would actually know much about it. Hearing her not only talk about players but plays made my dick hard. By the end of the game, I was full of beer and party food, ready to nap and get ready for my week. Since I was preparing to leave the firm, I was careful about not taking on any new clients and avoiding trial. It wasn’t always my preference to prioritize litigation over trial, but that’s what I’d be doing for the next month.
I was surprised by the sight of my father’s missed calls when I checked the time on my phone. This was the third Sunday in a row that I wouldn’t be there for dinner, and I was more than okay with that. It seemed I’d taken a page out of my sister’s book and desired to cater to my father’s ego less. She and I had been getting along better. It wasn’t just on me to call her and make plans; she was putting forth the effort too. That made my heart smile.
After saying goodbye to Maritza’s people, I confirmed if she wanted me to take her home or not. She did, so I told her I’d be waiting in the car for her so I could return my father’s phone call. I had no idea what he wanted to talk about, so I figured it was wise to speak with him privately.
Once I had the car cut on and heating, I called him back. It took him a while to answer, but eventually, he did.
“Took you long enough to call back,” he grumbled, making me smile. He’d never say he was wrong. He would never say he missed me. This was as good as it would get with him.
“You and Mom good?”
“If I say we are, you’re going to end the call?”
