by Lisa Gerkey
While I talk to her, I walk her backward until she hits the wall. I take two steps back so I can look at her. Fucking amazing. My cock stirs back to life, my heart rattles in my chest. She still hasn’t told me she loves me too.
I pull my phone from my pocket and scroll through the music until I find the perfect song. Every time I hear it, I think about Jaycee and how just one look was all it took. I knew. I fucking knew she would own me one day. Heart, body, and soul.
When Kenny Chesney starts to sing You Had Me from Hello, I kick my shoes to the side, and I rip my shirt over my head. Her eyes never leave me as she watches every move I make. I hold her eyes with mine while I unfasten my jeans and lower them along with my boxers to the floor. I grip my heavy cock and go to her and drop to my knees. Her lips tremble as she watches me. I place my hand at her ankle and move upward. I feel her legs shake. The higher I go, the more rapid her breathing, and the faster my heart races. I run my middle finger through her wet pussy and we both groan at the pressure we’re under. Both of us, so close to losing control. I find the tiny cord that’s attached to the toy inside Jaycee and tug the balls free. Jaycee moans and parts her legs even further. The little hellcat grabs hold of the bottom of her dress and strips it over her head, leaving her gloriously naked in front of me. She drops the dress and threads both hands through my hair and tugs my head forward. I chuckle. I’m so damn proud I fell in love with a woman who’s not afraid to take what she wants, and my baby wants my mouth on her dripping pussy.
I place a finger at her opening and sweep my tongue through her folds. If you’ve never heard a man whimper, that’s because he’s never had a taste of Jaycee Jennings’ pussy. I place kisses all over her cunt. The second I suck her little bundle of nerves between my lips and lap at it, I push my finger inside just in time to feel her walls quake. I use my other arm to hold her steady to keep her from melting into a puddle at my feet while she rides the orgasm out. Before the spasms stop, I stand up and grip her hips, lifting her up. I press her back against the wall while I reach between us and line the tip of my cock up with her pussy and then I pull her down and bury myself inside her with one thrust.
“Fuck! I can’t last long, baby. I promise I’ll make love to you all night to make up for it, but this will be over real soon.”
“Please! Just fuck me, Grant! It feels so good with you inside me. I’m going to come again.” I thrust in and out and grind against her clit. To speed things up, Jaycee reaches between us and rubs tiny circles around her swollen bud.
I pray the couch is where I thought I saw it when we first got here. I hold tight to Jaycee and step back until my knees connect with the buttery soft leather and I sit down where she can straddle me. “Please, Grant!” She grips the back of the couch and takes over, moving up and down on my shaft.
When I lean forward and take her nipple in my mouth, Jaycee screams. Her pussy grips my cock so damn tight, I nearly pass out from the pleasure as her climax triggers my own. “Fuck, baby!”
After another round of lovemaking that takes us to Jaycee’s bedroom, we settle to talk. “We haven’t dated or anything.”
“We have the rest of our lives to go on dates, sugar. I still haven’t heard you say you want to give us that chance. I mean, if you still need time…”
Jaycee giggles. At first, I wonder if it’s because she’s still high on endorphins from all the sex we’ve had, but the way she looks at me, I know it’s something more. “Are you laughing at me, sugar?”
“No. I’m not! I swear! It’s just…I’m happy.”
And she still hasn’t told me she fucking loves me.
“Did you hear me when I told you how much I love you, baby?”
“Oh! Yes, I did. You have a way with words, you know that?”
“Jaycee! Fuck. Do you even like me?”
She rubs her hand across my beard and looks into my eyes. “I love you more than anything, Grant. I used to think I knew what love was, but I never knew until you showed me. You’ve helped me learn so much about everything. My body. My mind. I can’t wait to learn even more about you, more about everything. I love you so much.
I claim her sweet lips with mine to seal the words between us. Life has handed out a lot of shit lately, but this right here is a dream-come-true kind of moment that’s worth living for.
“Do you want kids, Grant? You know, little tiny kids? Babies?”
“Of course, I want kids. What kind of question is that? I’m not getting any younger. Not that thirty-six is old, but I guess I’d like to think a kid or two isn’t too far out there in my future.”
“In about, I don’t know…say, seven months, perhaps?”
Wait. What?
“Jaycee…”
She nods her head slowly.
“You’re…but I thought you were on birth control…”
“I missed my appointment for my last shot. I…I guess with so much on my mind I forgot. I’m sorry.”
“No! Don’t be sorry. I’m not upset. I…I just wasn’t expecting it.”
“I can totally understand. I wasn’t expecting you either. I’ll never forget the way you took my breath the first time I saw you at The Grind that night, well, I know that wasn’t the first time, but…”
I grab my phone from the nightstand to shoot off a few messages.
“What are you doing, Grant? I thought you weren’t working for a few days so we can have alone time together.”
“Yeah, I’m just letting our friends and Jon know about the wedding next week and I’ll need a month off for the honeymoon. I won’t wait longer than another few days to make you Mrs. Masters. Make you mine. I hope that’s okay with you.”
“Well…yes sir, Mr. Masters. That’s a fabulous plan!” Then, I hear her mumble, “Such a romantic asshole.”
The End
Acknowledgements
I don’t like this part very much because I know I’ll leave someone out, and I don’t ever want to do that. Readers, you’re everything in this journey. I love to write, and I know my stories aren’t for everyone, but to those of you who read my first book and took the time to leave a review or send a message, THANK YOU!!
Crystal Snyder, thank you for reading for me again! My editor, Elizabeth, you rock! Always right there to answer my crazy questions or help me get things lined out when I’m having a stressful moment, you’re more than an editor.
SHELLY CRAWFORD REYNOLDS!!! Lady, I can’t thank you enough for ALWAYS sharing my books!! You’re there every single day. You are amazing!!
Bloggers, a few of you have taken me under your wing and work hard to promote my little books. I know how busy you are, and I want you to know that every little bit you do for the Indie Community is so appreciated!
