“Not the same. I want you inside me,” she said, grabbing my arm and holding on tight as she bucked against my hand. “Just like this. Slide into me from behind,” she said.
The image in my head had me unbuttoning my jeans. I reached in my pocket and grabbed the condom I had stuck in there last night when we got back to the house. I hadn’t planned on it then, but I also didn’t want to be unprepared. If Jess put her mind to it, she could make me do anything.
I handed Jess the condom. “Open it,” I told her, then pushed my jeans down until I could kick them off.
“Here,” she said, handing it to me.
I grabbed it, then pressed a hard kiss to her lips before sliding it on. I was past the point of being hard. I was in pain. Reaching for her leg, I pulled it up high on my hip, then eased into her. She was more than ready as she pulled me inside, causing us both to cry out.
She moved her hand back behind my neck again and arched back into me. “You’re so deep,” she said on a moan.
“Forgot how f**king amazing you feel,” I told her as I fought to keep from losing myself right then.
Jess’s hand touched my c**k as it slid in and out. I held my breath as she then ran her fingers over her clit before circling them around me again. Having her play with me while I f**ked her was pushing my resistance.
“I’m about to come,” she said, tensing up as I pumped into her hard. “Oh, God, Jason. I’m going to come. It’s . . .” She stopped talking and her head pressed against my chest as she bucked wildly against me, screaming my name, until I followed right behind her.
Her body started to tremble, and I held on tight as I jerked while filling the condom with my release. I had almost convinced myself that sex with Jess hadn’t been the most epic experience of my life. That because I had lost her, I had put sex with her on a pedestal. I realized now that it had been epic. It had never felt like this with anyone else. Ever. And I wasn’t willing to lose this again.
Chapter Twenty
JESS
I didn’t go home until Jason dropped me off on his way to the airport Sunday. Momma hadn’t been thrilled with the idea of me spending time with Jason again, but she didn’t argue with me about it over the phone.
However, I knew she would be waiting on me to get home so she could confront me about making stupid decisions. It was the reason I had told Jason not to walk me to the door even though he had tried really hard to. Eventually, telling him it would wake my momma and she needed rest before work had kept him standing at the limo instead. He had watched until I’d closed the door before he turned and got back inside to ride away.
He hadn’t told me when he would be back. He’d made me no promises. He had just said that he would call me. If this weekend had been even a tenth as special to him as it had been to me, then he would be back soon.
“Fire, baby girl. Playing with fire,” Momma said as she walked into the living room in her blue silk wrap.
“Don’t, Momma. Please. Let me enjoy this.”
She walked over to the window and watched as his limo pulled away. “You gonna sulk in your room again when this goes south? I can promise you Krit won’t come running back to save you.” She paused. “Then again, maybe he will. Maybe Krit is your Jess. Come to think of it, that makes complete sense.”
She was back to the Gilmore Girls thing again. I wasn’t doing this with her. Not today. “I have some things to do for work,” I told her before walking back to my bedroom.
“Did you love Krit?” Momma called after me.
“I wasn’t in love with him, no.”
She sighed loudly. “Well, I guess there’s always time for that. You did do this backwards, after all.”
I closed my bedroom door on my mother’s crazy relationship advice, then turned to my bed and lay down. Staring at my ceiling, I let the silly smile free that I had been trying to hold in. Jason had been different this weekend. He hadn’t been as standoffish. He had let me in. We had talked about his friends at school and his brother. I felt connected to him in a way I hadn’t before.
My phone started ringing, and I reached in my pocket to get it. Jason’s name was on the screen, and the happy giggle that erupted was one I hoped no one heard.
“Hello,” I said, unable to mask my happiness that he was already calling me.
“I wanted to hear your voice one more time. Once I get back, I have to study.”
“I need to do the same thing. I’m glad you called,” I replied.
I heard a soft laugh. “Good. I was afraid it might be too soon.”
“Hmm, maybe, but it’s cute,” I teased.
“Cute, huh? Do I need to remind you of my sexiness?”