Jilted Jock - Rebecca Jenshak Page 0,61

to worship and memorize every detail.

She sat up and pulled her t-shirt off and then unhooked her bra. My girl was impatient and damn if that didn’t make me harder. She was cautious and hesitant until she’d made up her mind, but right now she was resolute in being with me and I couldn’t get us there fast enough.

The lacy, black material hung loosely, and she paused, hands holding the delicate straps up, so it didn’t completely uncover her yet. Through hooded eyes, a slow smile lit up her face and she dropped her hands.

I groaned and my cock throbbed as her pretty pink nipples were bared to me. With both hands, I cupped her gently, watching her eyes flutter closed. She arched into my touch. My mouth replaced one hand and I alternated until she writhed and moaned beneath me.

“You’re perfect. Every curve.” I placed a kiss at her belly button. “And every freckle.” I nipped at the skin just under her left breast where two small freckles stood out against her pale skin. “Absolutely exquisite.” I kissed her mouth and then framed her face, looking into her eyes. “And we belong together.”

With frantic hands, we removed her pants, my shirt, and my jeans made it down to my ankles. I couldn’t tell you who moved first or who took off what. It was a tornado of clothes between kisses. We were beyond want and need. Months of foreplay and longing, at least on my part.

While I tore open the condom wrapper, she gently stroked me. I hissed out my next breath and ground down on my back molars. She licked her lips and I could practically read her mind. If she got that hot as sin mouth anywhere near my dick, I was going to come all over her. Dots blurred my vision at the thought of my cum sliding down her throat. Fuuuuck.

I sheathed my cock and wasted no time positioning myself at her entrance, but before I pushed in, I claimed her lips with mine. Maybe we were skipping about ten steps ahead, but I’d done things in the correct order before and yet it’d never felt this right.

“Are you ready?” I asked, resting my forehead against hers.

Her answer was a breathy yes as she wrapped her arms around my neck as if to keep me close to her. The air around us was thick and I held my breath as I inched into her. She moaned and the walls of her pussy clenched me tighter.

“Jesus,” I muttered and tried to grab hold of a fucking ounce of control.

Her feather light caress slid down my shoulders and over my elbows, continuing until her hands found mine. She interlaced our fingers and squeezed. The pressure let my mind focus on something else.

It was two slow pumps before our bodies demanded more and collided together in a frenzied pace. Fingernails dug into my knuckles and teeth ripped at my shoulder like she was trying to get inside. God, she didn’t know how far under my skin she already was.

Her cries came first, but not a second too soon because my balls tightened, and I came so fast there wouldn’t have been any stopping it.

We laid there panting, chests heaving. Her eyes were closed, but her lips tipped up in a lazy smile.

Breathless and body weak from release, I tried to move off her and nearly tripped with my pants still down around my ankles.

I glanced down at her, finding her holding in laughter at my expense.

“Well that was unexpected.”

A giggle escaped and she sat up so she was leaning back on her elbows. “I’ll say.”

I ran a hand through my hair. “I know you’re not going to believe me based on that performance, but I’m usually not quite so… eager.”

“I might make you prove that.”

“Oh, I intend to, but first we should talk.”

We pulled ourselves together and Adele made coffee. I looked around the apartment, which I learned was a studio she’d rented shortly after getting to New York.

The place was small and pretty bare, but I could tell she’d made an effort to try and get settled. Framed pictures of Chance and Aubrey on their wedding day, one I could only assume was her and Chance as kids, and a few of CJ sat on top of a bookshelf right next to the gold vase I’d given her.

“How’s the job going?”

“Good. Really good, actually. It’s the main reason I stayed. Well, that, and the city.”

“Did Chance know