by Sierra Brave
She looked up at Chase as he sang the words, “For I can’t help falling in love with you.”
Her jaw dropped, and her eyes bulged. “No…fucking…way.” He was gyrating like he was Elvis Presley. “I can’t believe this.” Jessica glanced over at Ryan, who was smirking at her. She put her finger over her mouth to indicate he should shush.
Damn, he looked good up there. Her heart was galloping as she watched him perform, and the area between her legs tingled. She was starting to understand what Tanner was feeling as he watched Ryan onstage.
Ryan leaned over toward her. “He’s got good stage presence. I doubt this is his first time.”
A chill ran up Jessica’s spine, and goose bumps rose on her flesh. Speechless, she hugged herself, unable to take her eyes off Chase as he sang. She forced herself to look over at Ryan. “Is this really happening?”
He grinned. “Oh yeah.”
As Chase belted out the last line, he pointed at her. Her face burned with embarrassment, and she lifted her napkin, hiding behind it. Meanwhile, their group had erupted into hoots and hollers, the glasses and plates clanking as the men pounded on the table. “This is too much.” Jessica grabbed her purse, intent on making a quick escape.
As she bolted toward the door, Chase ran off the stage and went after her, grabbing her around the waist before she could get to the exit. “Don’t go!”
Jessica squirmed around in his arms, turning to face him. She balled up her fists, punching at his chest. “What are you doing, you completely crazy, foolish person! Are you a stalker?”
“Oh come on, Jessie. Let’s not put it in quite those words. Stalkers are dangerous. I’m harmless, so at worst, I’m just a nuisance.”
She pursed her lips to stop from laughing. Her entire body was trembling, and the area between her legs was throbbing, begging for more of what only he was capable of giving her. Shit…this is so ill-advised. “Do you have any idea how cheesy this is?”
He scrunched up his nose. “Yeah, I do, but I’m willing to make a jackass out of myself for you.”
The crowd was chanting, “Kiss her! Kiss her!”
“What do you say, Jessie?”
Her chest heaved as Chase’s sweet words and warmth chipped away at the ice shield she had covering her heart. “Oh, what the hell!” She threw her arms around his neck, and he lifted her up off the ground as he laid one on her, smacking their lips together. She wrapped her legs around his waist as the kiss deepened. The crowd went wild, and the smart-ass in charge of the music played “Up Where We Belong.” She wasn’t sure how the guy knew Chase was in the military much less that he was an officer.
After Jessica broke the kiss, she whispered in his ear, “Let’s get out of here, but don’t you dare pick me up and carry me off á la Richard Gere and Debra Winger.” Once he set her back on her feet, she was too mortified to head back into the bar to say goodbye to Ryan and the rest of the guys, so she jetted straight for the waitress station and cashed out before heading to the exit.
Chase met her outside in front of the building.
“I’m guessing you drove?” she asked.
He nodded.
“Lead the way.”
He opened the passenger side door for her. She climbed in and then fastened her seat belt. He closed the door before walking around. Jessica sat silently as he opened the door. He slid behind the wheel, and after he closed the door, she asked, “Elvis?”
He chuckled and then flashed a knockout grin. “Believe it or not, I grew up in redneck Las Vegas.”
She tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. “Say what?”
“Atlantic City, New Jersey, baby! I helped pay my way through college impersonating Elvis at crappy casinos and private parties.”
Jessica sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, looking off at the air-conditioning vent as she pictured the scenario. “Actually, I have absolutely no difficulty believing it.” She snickered and added, “Let’s go to your place.”
“Sounds like the plan.” Chase cranked the engine and then put the car in reverse, pulling out of his parking space before driving to the exit and turning off onto North Ocean Avenue.
As they waited at the first stop sign, she sighed. “Why me?”
“Pfft? Are you kidding me? Why anyone but you? You’re outstanding.” He glanced both ways before driving onward. “Look, Jessie, I don’t know what happened that wore you down, but I see you for who you really are, and I don’t mind helping build you back up where you’re meant to be.”
Jessica pushed away a tear she hadn’t managed to restrain. “I hope you’re not disappointed.”
“Never.”
He pulled into the driveway of his small stilted home. Jessica leaned forward in her seat, peeping out the windshield to take a better look. Since she’d bolted before sunrise without waking Chase that morning, she hadn’t taken the time to look around. “Nice setup.”
“It’s small, but the location is amazing. My military housing allowance nearly covers the mortgage.”
“How many bedrooms?” Jessica asked, her anxiety making her ramble.
“Two.” He opened his door and got out. Jessica didn’t let him do the chivalry thing, opening her own door and then stepping out.
“Does that deck wrap all the way around?” She tilted her head to see as far back as she could.
“Indeed it does.” He reached out his large hand, and she placed her considerably smaller one over his palm before allowing him to lead her up the wooden steps.
Once they were at the top, she looked from side to side, checking out the houses on either side of Chase’s place. “Neither of those homes have any lights on.”
“No one lives there full time. They stay rented during most of the summer, but no one’s there right now.”
Jessica took a few more steps, stopping in front of a couple of rocking chairs on the right side of the deck before turning and facing Chase. “Excellent.” Her lids lowered slightly as her line of vision roamed up and down his body, and she licked her lips seductively before she unzipped her hoodie and dropped it on the wooden planks of the deck beneath her feet.
CHASE MOVED CLOSER, grabbing her hips and pulling her in for a kiss. His lips pressed against hers as she reached around his waist, clutching his ass and squeezing both cheeks over his jeans. His pulse raced—he loved how she wasn’t afraid to show she wanted him. His tongue flickered across the seam of her lips, and she widened her mouth as if to welcome him. A frenzied rush of movement flowed as they tasted each other, igniting Chase’s passion.
She grabbed at the back of his sweater, inching it upward. He broke the kiss to help her, pulling it off over his head and letting it fall where it would. His breath caught. Does she want me as much as I want her? Not able to hold back, he tugged at the hem of her tank top, yanking it up just enough to expose her breasts. She gasped as the cold air hit her perky nipples, instantly hardening them. He placed a hand over each lobe, caressing her kissable nubs.
Jessica surprised him, leaning over and pressing his face into the scant hair across his pectorals. She nuzzled the area, and his flesh tingled. He grabbed an old cushion off one of the rocking chairs and dropped it before kneeling on top of it, leaving his face in the perfect position to grab her zipper with his teeth while he unsnapped the button above. He pulled her pants down to her ankles before nestling his nose against her soft cotton panties.
She grasped his hair as he jerked her underwear down. When the cool breeze hit her bottom, she squealed, lifting on her toes. Chase took the opportunity to lap at her clit while warming her ass by rubbing the round globes. As he flicked his tongue against her pink flesh, Jessica’s knees wobbled, but she steadied herself by grabbing his shoulders.
Chase hopped up on his feet and then lifted her. He placed her in the rocking chair that still had a cushion over the seat. She positioned her hands on the brightly painted wooden arms, wrapping her fingers around the edge as he removed her tennis shoes and yanked her jeans all the way
off.
He kicked the cushion on the floor so it was in front of Jessica and dropped on his knees. “Spread those sexy legs, Jessie.”
“I don’t usually let anyone shorten my name, but I like the way it sounds coming out of your mouth.”
He lifted his eyebrows and grinned as he pushed her legs open. She dangled them over the crooks of her elbows while scooting her bottom forward as close to the edge as she could. Chase couldn’t wait to bury his face in her silken, hairless pussy. He dipped his head, going straight for her luscious opening with his mouth.
He lapped at her labia before tracing the inner lips with his tongue. The chair rocked back and forth, moving her tender flesh as he paid homage to each centimeter of her soft skin. Her juices poured from her sweet cunt, covering his lips, cheeks, and chin as he moved his head from side to side.
Jessica bucked her hips, pushing her pussy into his mouth as she moaned and cried out in bliss. “So good, Chase! Yes!” He breathed in her tempting scent as she pushed her fingertips against his scalp.
She moved her hips twice as energetically, lifting her legs higher in the air while he pushed his face deeper. Chase lifted his head and put a finger at the opening, entering with a slow steadiness until she accepted the digit. He glanced at her face, his heart skipping a beat as he watched ecstasy transform her expression.
He used his free hand to squeeze one of her breasts and tweak her nipple, giving it a slight pinch.
“Ah!” she cried out.
His cock was stiff and straining, and he needed relief. He stood, unfastening his jeans and pulling his dick out of his underwear. “I want you to suck it.”
Jessica put her legs down, leaned over, and wrapped her hand around his erection. Chase’s bottom lip curled as he moaned. She stuck out her tongue, and his eyes widened. For such a small girl, she had a long tongue, which she soon slid down the side of his shaft and then back to the top. She covered the head of his cock with her mouth, enveloping it with her lips.
Heat and saliva swaddled his twitching dick. Her mouth was small and tight, but she sucked him in fast and hard, bobbing her head back and forth as she deep throated him. He could barely hold back. “Stop!”
“Why?” She let go of him just in time for him to ejaculate on her chest.
“That’s why.” He puckered his lips at her as she stared up at him with flushed cheeks.
“I would have swallowed for you.” She licked her lips.
“Oh, I’ve no doubt. You’re my kind of kinky, but we can put this to use.” He scooped the white sticky substance up with his fingers. “Wrap your arms around my neck.”
Jessica’s forehead wrinkled, and she tapped her chin as if trying to figure out what he had in mind, but she complied with his request without balking. He lifted her with one arm while she encircled his waist with her legs. He carried her about a foot away. A hammock hung from the covered area by the right side of the house. Gingerly, he lowered her onto the woven collection of white ropes.
She might have read his mind, because Jessica positioned her body exactly as he had imagined, sitting sideways with her legs dangling over the side as if she was on a swing. Delighted, he placed his dry hand at the back of her neck, holding it as he bent over and kissed her. Their lips locked briefly, and he pulled back. “Let’s get those legs back in the air.”
Her breathing was erratic as she spread her legs and bent her knees. Her pink cunt glistened, and his cock began to rebound.
“You still haven’t told me what you plan to do with that stuff.” She lifted her chin, indicating his hand.
“It would make a nice lubricant for your backside.”
Her lips parted slightly, and she stared at his hand as if she were unsure. “I don’t know. That’s sort of…”
“I’m clean. I had my yearly physical just a couple of weeks ago, and I haven’t been with anyone but you in a few months. How about you? When’s the last time you were tested?”
She frowned. “Shortly after I caught my piece-of-shit ex blatantly cheating on me and walked out on him.”
“Oh baby, I’m so sorry.” He reached over and rubbed the cum on a towel hanging over the side of the railing while he stroked her cheek with his other hand.
“I don’t want to think about him. That relationship should have ceased a year ago. I knew it, but I just needed a huge nudge to walk away.”
“Personally, one time would have been enough to hit my cheating threshold. I won’t stand for any of that.” He looked her in the eyes and shook his head.
“Yeah, I wish I had your gumption. I forgave him twice and didn’t follow up on inklings and gut feelings. I had about other times when I’m fairly certain…the last time…she was a coworker of his.” Jessica gritted her teeth and shook her head. “Motherfucker swore to me nothing was going on. He even shamed me for making the accusation—acted like I was nuts. A few weeks later, I found a video of them having sex on his laptop. ”
Chase pulled her into his arms, holding her tight. “He’s lower than pig shit.”
“Agreed, but the saddest part is when I finally had the evidence, I wasn’t even sad, just angry and a little bit relieved.”
His jaw dropped and he pulled back to look her in the face. “Relieved?”
“I had proof I wasn’t the delusional psycho seeing infidelity where there wasn’t any. Plus he’d finally pissed me off enough that there was no way he could talk me into taking him back.” She buried her face in her hands. “Fuck, I was so stupid.”
“No way, you’re a very astute person. You just need to learn to love yourself, and I’m going to help you.” He kissed her forehead. “We don’t have to have sex if you don’t want to. We can go inside, watch TV…cuddle.”
Jessica laughed, eyeballing him as if he’d grown a second mouth in the middle of his forehead. “Oh, no!” She ran a finger down his rebounding cock. “You’re not going to deny me.”
A grin spread across Chase’s face. “That’s my girl!” He pushed her down, her back resting on the hammock as he smacked his lips against her vulva. He kissed her pussy and then moved to her inner thigh. He worked his way back to her labia, trailing kisses over her opening and on to the other thigh. She grabbed at his head, probably attempting to get enough of his closely cropped hair in her hand to give the short strands a yank. Good luck with that, sweet thing.
“Even though I never intended to trust a man ever again or get into another relationship, out of habit, I kept taking the pill.”
Chase listened as he pushed the clitoral hood up and applied direct pressure to the throbbing nub, pushing down with the tip of his tongue.
She squeaked and moaned. “Put…your cock…in me now,” she demanded through labored breaths.
Chase yanked off his shoes and removed his jeans and underwear before widening his stance enough to reach Jessica’s entrance. He speared her drenched pussy, and she called out his name.
He bucked wildly, gyrating his hips and throwing his cock as deep as he could. “Damn, you’re so fucking tight!” She was too, and now that they were doing it raw, her heat and wetness surrounded his dick. He pulled out, and she whimpered. “No…don’t tease.”
He didn’t want to torture her, but he had to rub his dick all over her outer lips until they glistened. As he ground against her, she squealed, grabbing his ass while throwing her head back. He eased his slippery shaft back inside her. Her body moved with his, her pelvis lifting as his hips pushed toward her.
Her pussy was getting soaked, drawing him deeper as their bodies rocked. He repositioned her legs so they rested on his shoulders as he shifted around inside her. As soon as he hit the right spot, her eyes closed, and her mouth formed an O as she groaned. He battered the sensitive gland as she writhed, covering his cock with more thick juice.
Jessica held on to the edge of the hammock, grasping the ropes. “Oh, fuck, yeah…I’m going to come.”
He slowed almost to a stop. “Oh, no, no, no. You know you want me to take your ass.”
Her eyes popped open, and she huffed while moving her hips for more friction. Her face was filled with desperation, but she didn’t deny it. “I’ve got some lube in the house.”
“Fuck that! Purse.”
Chase chuckled and gave two hard thrusts. “Oh, I got your purse.”
She rolled her eyes and spoke through gritted teeth. “There’s a little makeup bag in my purse. It’s—”
He interrupted. “You look sexy as hell. Forget the makeup.”
“Lube!”
“Oh!” He looked over his shoulder, locating her bag. He tried to conjure a way to get it without pulling out of her, but that wasn’t going to work. He grunted and decided to switch gears, gathering her up in his arms and carrying her. She held tight, and he somehow managed to stoop enough to get ahold of the handle of her pocketbook, snatching it up on his way around to the other side of the house. He had a bench he could make use of there. It was about the same size as what would be found in a gym locker room but a bit higher. He’d bolted it down when he got tired of the wind knocking it over.
Jessica’s fingernails dug into his shoulders, bucking her hips as he walked. She was riding him like a cowgirl on a bull. He had to be careful, because if she kept going, he was going to come.
As they got to the bench, he lifted her, pulling out of her as he did. She whined as he set her down on the bench and handed her the purse. She pulled out a zippered pouch and opened it, digging through with shaky hands.
It occurred to Chase that Jessica wasn’t much for cosmetics. She wore lipstick, and maybe a little mascara, but… “Gimme that.” He tugged at the bag, and she let go. He peeked inside, and his eyes widened as he a smile curved his lips. “My, my, what have we here?”
“Ugh,” she groaned, covering one side of her face with her hand.
“There is absolutely no makeup in this bag. Naughty, naughty.” He pulled out the lube and handed it to her before pulling out a bullet-shaped vibrator and a butt plug. “Tsk-tsk…I should spank your gorgeous behind for holding out on me. We could have been using this…”
He looked down on her while pushing her chin up so she’d have to look at him. Her embarrassment seemed to melt away as a smirk pulled on the right side of her mouth and she winked at him.
