Page 10 of Fake Out


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“Babe,” I say as I lift my head, and find her gaze locked on mine. “You taste so good.”

She grabs the back of my head and brings my mouth to hers. “Show me,” she says, her hot words nearly bringing me to climax. I kiss her, hardly able to believe how much this quiet, shy girl has come to life, has let go of her inhibitions under my touch. She moans, and my chest swells as I slide my tongue into her mouth.

Her hand slides between our bodies and she opens my zipper. Her small hand wraps around my throbbing cock and as she strokes me, I can’t believe how close I am to losing my load.

“Babe,” I say and the next thing I know, I’m on my back on the floor, and she’s tugging my cock free. Her sweet mouth closes over my crown, and suddenly I’m the one who can’t stay quiet. I grunt, and grip a fistful of her hair as she takes me to the back of her throat. Heaven. Sweet fucking heaven—a place no girl has ever taken me to before. It’s bright and colorful, and so damn sweet, I never want to leave.

Do you have to leave, Jesse?

She sucks me, and I clench down to stop myself from spurting down her throat. I grunt and groan and fist her hair in my hands, needing to stop this as much as I need it to continue. I swell in her mouth and the erotic sound she makes nearly shatters me.

“Babe,” I say, and ease her off my dick. “I need my cock inside you.”

“Yes,” she moans. I tug a condom from my pants, and then pull them, as well as my shirt off. I make a bed with our jackets and lay her on it. I climb over her and when she wraps her arms around my body, it feels like this is where I belong, where I was always meant to be.

My lips find hers, and as anxious and needy as I am, I want to draw this out. I have no idea if our first time will also be our last.

“I want you,” I straight up tell her. The smile that comes over her face, hugs my heart.

“I want you too, Jesse.”

With that, I slide into her and her head rolls to the side, our low moans once again mingling. As her muscles hug my cock, I push deep, wanting every inch of myself inside her. She wraps her legs around me as I fuck her, our bodies meant for each other. I’m not sure sex has ever been this good for me. What the fuck is happening?

It’s different because you really like this girl, Jesse.

I block that thought and try to concentrate only on the pleasure but the thing is, the pleasure is better when I’m not blocking the warmth and love inside me.

Love?

We cling to one another, both giving and taking, and as I pump into her, her sweet body opening and welcoming all of me, my climax builds. I hold on, wanting to bring her to orgasm again, desperate to feel her muscles clench around my cock. I angle my body for deeper thrusts and put my finger on her clit, applying the pressure that took her to completion moments ago.

“Jesse,” she cries out, her nails clawing at my back as wet heat floods from her body and singes my cock, pulling my orgasm from me.

“Fuck, Josie. Fuck.” I kiss her as we tumble into bliss and no matter how hard I try to keep my heart out of this, the truth of the matter is that I can’t. Letting the emotions flood me, makes everything so much better. My kisses slow as our climaxes subside, and I inch back to see the satiated look on her face. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

“Hey,” I whisper and slide off her, giving her a break from my weight. My cock instantly misses her warmth.

She jokingly says, “I guess I can check sex in a hay loft off my bucket list.”

We both laugh quietly, and go silent as we simply touch each other’s bodies. I run my fingers down her arms, wanting to explore her more, and she touches my chest, the soft pad of her finger circling my nipple.

After a long moment, she sneezes, and then laughs. “Hay fever,” she tells me, her voice a bit hoarse.

I grin and roll on top of her, wanting her again and again and again, despite the fact that it’s not conducive to my plan to put all my focus on hockey.

“Good thing we know the remedy,” I say, knowing full well that if I spend more time with her, inside her, it’s going to fuck me up big time.

5

Josie

The air is cool, the semester passing by quickly, and while the boats should be put away by now, I promised Jesse I’d teach him to pilot one and, since the lake at our cottage isn’t frozen yet, I plan to do just that. Honestly, I’m kind of glad Kendra and Dane didn’t want to come on the boat with us. Jesse and I have very little alone time.

Sure, when we were at his childhood home ages ago, we did have time to ourselves, but when it comes right down to it, we technically went to Bass River with our friends, just like we’re here at my family cottage with them right now. I get the sense that Jesse wants to spend quiet time with me; we just never go anywhere without Kendra and Dane, and I’d like to change that.

As Jesse takes the wheel and steers the boat to the middle of the lake after I gave him a quick lesson, I stand close and watch, ready to jump in and help if he needs it, but he’s a quick study on so many levels and he’s quite capable of handling this boat without any interference. He turns my way and his grin is so big, it wraps around my heart and squeezes. I know it’s only been a few months since we’ve been hanging out, but there’s no denying it. I want this man. Heck, Christmas will be here before we know it, and even though I’m not close to my parents, I’d love to introduce Jesse to them.

Jesse will be going home for the holidays, and I love that he’s so close to his family. Maybe he’ll want me to go with him. My stomach flutters at the idea of sitting around a big tree opening gifts and laughing over hot chocolate. Yes, I’ve clearly watched too many Hallmark movies. Is that a standard that can be reached? I’m not sure. All I know is I want that with the man who’s grinning like a kid on Christmas morning.

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