A Little Bit Dirty - Jenika Snow Page 0,24

he was trying hard not to get off just yet. He had waited a long time for this moment with her again, although it had mainly been images of her as he jacked off, or even as bad as this sounded, picturing her when he fucked another chick. The latter was wrong on many levels, and really lowdown, but he hadn’t been able to not think about Tanner.

Her inner muscles clenched rhythmically around his dick, and he had to grit his teeth so he didn’t come right then and there. He wanted her to come again, wanted to see the expression of euphoria cover her face just once more before he gave into his own pleasure.

Wrapping his arm around her waist, and grabbing onto her ass with his other hand, he rose up just enough that he could shift so she was the one on her back now.

Sliding all the way back into her had Jacks groaning and closing his eyes. Sweat lined his brow and dripped down his face to cover her belly. He leaned back on his haunches and looked down where their bodies connected.

“Good God, Tanner.” Those words left him on a strangled groan as he saw the way her pussy stretched around his cock. She was all pink and soaked flesh, and stretched so fucking wide around the girth of his dick that the member actually jerked on its own. His balls drew up tight with his imminent orgasm.

“Oh God, Jacks.” Her eyes widened, and he knew she was close to getting off again. Cheeks painted pink, lips parted, glossy and red from their hard kissing, was a sight that had every part of Jacks tensing to hold off on coming.

He placed his thumb right on her clit and rubbed the hell out of that little bud. He couldn’t drag his eyes away from her face, and when she arched her back, thrusting her big breasts out, closed her eyes, and cried out, he finally let himself go. He leaned forward, bracing his hands on the floor beside her head, and grunted and groaned as he came harder than he ever had in the last five years.

His muscles hurt from how hard he was jerking as he came, and when the pleasure receded and he was able to breathe again, he opened his eyes and saw Tanner staring up at him. Without thinking, because all he wanted to do was kiss her, Jacks did exactly that. With his cock softening inside of her, and their tongues pressing back and forth against each other, he let a contented sigh leave him.

“God, that was…”

When she didn’t finish her sentence he pulled back and looked into her grey eyes. “Yeah, that was pretty fuckin’ wild.”

She nodded and licked her lips. Leaning down and kissing her once more, he pulled out of her with a grunt of disappointment, and stood. Holding his hand out for her he helped her stand, and immediately pulled her in so her chest was pressed to his.

And as impossible as it was, his dick started getting semi-hard at the feel of her breasts moving against him. She was soft where he was hard, and that was the perfect combination for him. He liked her curves, loved that he could run his hands all over her body, because she allowed him that pleasure.

“What does this mean, Jacks?” She pulled back only enough that she could look into his face.

He knew what he wanted it to mean, but despite knowing each other their whole lives, too many years had passed for things to just be easily forgotten, no matter how much he wanted that. One night of incredible sex couldn’t just make it seem like they were back in high school. Jacks didn’t want to rush her into what he ultimately wanted: a relationship.

“What do you want it to mean?” Waiting for her to answer was a new form of torture, but she didn’t shy away, didn’t avert her gaze, and for that he had a bit of hope that she wouldn’t tell him that this was a nice fuck but that it was nothing more than that.

“I’d like it to mean that I won’t have to wait until you’re in Brookstone again.”

Her words caught him off guard slightly, and he felt his heart start to beat hard and fast.

She bit her lip, and he reached out and pulled the flesh out from under her straight white teeth. “But I am also realistic.” She didn’t allow him