I pulled my panties out of my purse and tucked them into the palm of my hand before striding out of the bathroom and back to Jackson. I sat down in the booth next to him this time. The plates had been cleared while I was gone.
“You want dessert?” he asked. “I wasn’t sure so I didn’t go up and order anything yet.”
“Well,” I drawled out before leaning into him so I could whisper in his ear, “I kind of had an idea about dessert.”
“Yeah?” he whispered back as he nuzzled my cheek. “What kind of idea?”
I slipped the panties into his hand, which was resting on my leg, as my answer and waited for him to realize what I’d done. He looked down at my panties and back up at me with a shocked look on his face.
“Did you go and slip these off for me?” he asked in a hushed tone.
“Nope,” I answered. He heaved a deep sigh at my response, so I filled him in on the details. “I couldn’t have slipped them off just now because I put them in there tonight before I left. I haven’t been wearing any panties at all.”
As soon as I said that, he gave me a look filled with so much desire that I could hardly breathe. He jumped out of the booth, pulling me behind him. He rushed me to the truck and helped me inside. I felt his hand on my ass, checking for panty lines as he helped me in, too. He hurried around to the driver’s side and revved the engine before speeding out of the parking lot. He still hadn’t said a single word.
We drove in silence, and I wasn’t even sure where we were headed until I recognized the signs. We were nearing the lake. He was taking me back to the cabin. As we got closer, he reached his hand out to trail his fingertips on my thigh, slowly inching my skirt up. Since I was bare, my legs instinctively closed.
“Spread ‘em,” Jackson growled.
“What?” I gasped.
“I’m calling in my prize from batting practice tonight. You’re it, Kaylie. The best fucking one I can think of. The only prize I want. Now spread those beautiful legs for me and show me that pretty pussy that you’re going to give me tonight.”
“But, Jackson, someone could see,” I argued, torn between wanting desperately to part my legs and my fear of someone seeing me.
“Nobody’s going to see you but me, Kaylie. We’re far enough out of town that there shouldn’t be any traffic, and I promise to pull your skirt back down if I see anyone around. Please, sweetheart. Show me how daring you were to come out tonight totally bare just for me.”
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and slowly parted my legs. I felt Jackson’s fingers slide down the length of my leg and slowly inch the skirt up my thigh. There was a cool rush of air that warned me how high the skirt had gone before I heard Jackson.
“Fuck,” he muttered. “I can’t believe you really did it. My brave girl.”
He gently pulled my leg towards him so he could trace the inside seam of my thigh. And then I felt the lightest of touches over my pussy lips. I’d gotten a Brazilian wax earlier in the week, so the skin was super smooth and very sensitive. I gasped and my hips inched up a little in the seat trying to get closer to his fingers.
“Shit, Kaylie. You really are bare. You’re killing me here. Thank fuck the cabin is close by and nobody is there. Or else I’d be fighting with myself not to take you for the first time in my truck.”
“Jackson,” I whimpered.
“Shhh, it’s okay. We’re almost there, sweetheart. Just a couple more minutes,” he reassured me as he continued to trail his fingers over me.
By the time we made it to the cabin, I was so wet and panting with need. I tugged my skirt down after Jackson got out of the truck. He came around to my side and lifted me out, carrying me inside. He kicked the door shut behind us and headed straight to the back for one of the bedrooms. He dropped me onto the bed and tossed off his coat. I pulled mine off too and started to remove my sweater next, but he stopped me.
“No. You’re my prize. I’ve always thought that unwrapping presents is one of the best parts.”
I watched as he dragged his sweater over his chest, revealing toned abs, broad shoulders, and his tattoo. I couldn’t wait to trace his tattoo. With my tongue.
“But I’ll get a turn to enjoy you, right?”
“Abso-fucking-lutely. I just can’t promise it will be tonight, sweetheart. I feel like I’ve waited to get a taste of you, and I intend to enjoy my prize tonight. Often.”
He pulled his shoes off and tugged his jeans down his legs, pulling his wallet out of the pocket and tossing a couple condoms down onto the bed. I enjoyed the sight of him standing there in his boxers for a moment before he knelt onto the bed and leaned down to kiss me. He took his time, teasing me with little pecks and pulling away each time I tried to deepen the kiss. By the time he moved to licking my lips and sliding his tongue in and out of my mouth in a motion that mimicked what I’d really like him to be doing right now, I was writhing in frustration.
“For someone who was in such a rush to get me here, you sure are taking your sweet time now,” I complained.
“Patience, Kaylie. I’ve got you right where I want you, and I intend to enjoy every moment of it. Trust me when I say that you will too,” he murmured against my lips before he leaned back so that he was sitting on his knees next to me again. He lifted my sweater up over my head and stared at the bra I was wearing for a moment. “I wondered if it would match the panties you gave me.”
“Was that what you were wondering about?” I teased. “Of course it does. I’d lose sexy points if it didn’t.”
“No, you could have been wearing the ugliest bra that had ever been made and you still would look sexy right now,” he corrected me. “With what you pulled tonight, you earned so many damn points. But that bra adds even more.”
It was my favorite. Black lace edged with red ribbon and a tiny bow in the center between the two cups. The panties matched perfectly except the bows were at both sides. “I figured it was a go-big-or-go-home moment, so I went with my favorite set.”
“And one of these days, I want to see them both on you at the same time,” Jackson said as he ran his finger underneath the strap, pulling it down my shoulder. “But not tonight.”
He kissed down my neck as he quickly removed my bra and pulled my skirt from my body. Holy shit! I’d just realized that I was naked. In bed. With Jackson Silver! This wasn’t something I had ever expected to happen to me, but I sure was glad that it was happening right about now.
“If that’s what you want, then that’s what you’ll get,” I promised. “It’s my favorite set so I’m pretty sure you’ll see me in them again in the future anyway.”
“That’s a dangerous promise to make, offering to give me what I want.”
“I think I’m learning to like living dangerously from you.”
“Well if that’s the case, then I’m really going to enjoy my prize,” he murmured before pushing me down so I was lying all the way back, stretched out naked for him. He trailed his eyes down my body and they darkened with desire. “Stay right there. Don’t move an inch,” he warned before he climbed off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.
I heard a ripping noise, and then he came back moments later with what looked like pieces of a sheet gripped in his fist. He glanced down to find me in the exact same position he’d left me in and flashed me a sexy grin before walking around the bed. He pulled my arm up a little bit and leaned over so that he could look me straight in the eyes.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“Yes,” I answered without hesitation. He’d earned my trust in the time we’d spent together.
“I want to tie your hands above your head. Is that okay with you?”
Now that was a tougher question. I’d never really gotten into anything too kinky before, but I’d certainly heard the gossip around campus about Jackson’s exploits in bed. And from what I’d heard, he liked to try things that I wasn’t sure I would enjoy.
“I don’t know,” I answered honestly.
“J
ust your hands. And I swear I’ll release them the second you ask me to, no matter what we’re doing at that time.”
“You’re not going to hurt me, are you?” I blurted out. At his horrified expression, I rushed to continue. “It’s just that I’ve had enough pain in my life already. I’m not really turned on by the idea of it in the bedroom.”
He looked down at the floor and heaved a deep sigh before climbing on the bed to kneel by me again. “Shit, Kaylie. You never have to try anything in bed with me that you’re not comfortable with. I know there are rumors that fly around about me. I heard all about them the first time someone decided it was a smart idea to share them with my sister. But I swear to God, you never have to worry about doing anything you don’t want to do with me. Fuck, I’d be happy just to lie here with you naked,” he said as he glanced down at the front of his boxers, where his very hard cock was pushing against the fabric. “Frustrated, but happy to be here with you.”
“I’m sorry,” I apologized. “I ruined the moment, didn’t I?”
He lay down and pulled me into his arms. “No, Kaylie. If the moment’s ruined, it’s my fault. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking. It’s our first time together. I should never have asked you about that shit tonight.”
“Why did you then?” I couldn’t help but ask, curious to know what he had been thinking.
He drew me tighter against his body and drew my leg over his thighs. I could feel his hard-on against my knee. I was now painfully aware that we were having an awkward conversation while lying here naked together. And that we were both still incredibly turned on. I sincerely hoped that the night wasn’t ruined.
“I wasn’t thinking straight. Between wanting you so badly, the whole no-panties thing, finding you completely bare, and fantasizing about having you like that pretty much constantly since we’ve met, I just went a little overboard,” he explained.
“So the whole tie me up thing—that’s what turns you on?”
He started to rub up and down my spine, a trail of goose bumps following the path of his fingers. “It’s something I’d like to try with you, yes.”
“And no pain?” I clarified.
“No, Kaylie. I have absolutely no interest in wanting to hurt you.”
“But what about—” I started.
“Hush, Kaylie. I wish you could unhear some of the things that I’m sure have been said about me in the past. Hell, I wish I could undo them if it’s gonna fuck up my chances with you now because none of it was worth losing this with you. Yes, I’d love to be able to tie you to this bed and explore every inch of your body while I have you completely under my control.”
I shivered at his explanation. “Yeah?” I asked.
“That’s what it would be about for me with you. You trusting me with your body. Knowing that all I want to do is bring you as much pleasure as I possibly can. It’s not just some game with you for kicks. I dream about you. I can picture it in my head so clearly and it’s so fucking hot.”
The way he described it sounded pretty damn interesting, but I just wasn’t ready for that yet. “Can we maybe work up to that stage and start off with something a little more vanilla tonight?”
“I didn’t fuck up too badly?” he asked as he touch became bolder, his hand drifting down to my ass to give it a squeeze.
“God, I hope not. Because I am so turned on right now I can barely stand it,” I admitted. I reached down and brushed my fingers over his hard cock. “And it sure does feel like you’re up for it too.”
“Damn straight,” he muttered before flipping me onto my back and pouncing on me. “I can’t leave you in need, now can I?”
“No, you definitely don’t want to do that.”
Straddling my thighs, Jackson leaned forward to whisper in my ear. “One thing you can bet on—I will do everything in my power to make sure you’re satisfied, Kaylie.”
And he proceeded to do just that as he kissed down my neck, nibbling at the pulse point and sucking my skin into his mouth to leave a light mark. He held himself over me with one arm on the bed while the other hand was busy cupping one of my breasts and rolling the nipple between his fingertips. He slowly trailed kisses down my chest until he reached my other breast. His tongue flicked the nipple several times before he sucked it into his mouth.
“Jackson,” I sighed as I ran my fingers through his messy blond hair, trying to pull his mouth closer to me.
He let go of my nipple with a loud pop. “What, sweetheart?”
“Please,” I whimpered.
“Oh, I will please you, Kaylie. I’m just going to take my time while I’m doing it,” he promised before he switched his attention to the other side, leaving a trail of kisses as he moved across my chest.
I released my grip on his hair and moved my hands lower so that I could run them along his shoulders and back. I traced each muscle I could reach, my nails biting into him when he’d suck my nipple deep into his mouth. When he moved lower and nipped at the skin on my belly, I couldn’t help the gasp that escaped my lips as I raised my hips off the bed. I was desperate for him to pick up the pace just a little bit. And I was rewarded for my movement when my pussy bumped against his cock, so hard and hot even through the fabric of his boxers.
Jackson lifted up to look at me, and the heat in his gaze made me burn even hotter. I wrapped my legs around his ass so that I could rub against him as I lifted myself up and down off the bed. I held his stare as I moved against him with his body towering over me. Even though he had me trapped under his body, I wanted to drive him as crazy as he’d made me. And based on the way his cock jumped each time I rubbed against him, I was doing a damn good job of it too.
“Soon, sweetheart. I need to get a taste of you first,” Jackson said before he unwrapped my legs from his waist. He held my legs open, his hands hot on my inner thighs. As he bent over my pussy, I could feel his breath against my core. I was riveted by the sight of him as his mouth hovered over me. I needed his touch now, but I couldn’t move my hips off the bed with his grip on me.
“Please,” I begged again.
“Yes,” he hissed before he flicked his tongue against my clit, like my words were exactly the sign he was waiting for.
He trailed his tongue down one side of my pussy lips and back up the other, over and over again, only stopping to give a few licks to my clit each time around. I could feel how drenched I was with need, his teasing driving me to the edge. Finally, he ran his tongue up the middle and drove it into my core.
“Oh, God!” I screamed, reaching out to grab his hair to hold his head in place and make sure he wasn’t going to tease me anymore.
“Mmmmm,” he murmured as he fucked me with his tongue.
He released one of my legs so that he could play with my clit. At the first touch of his fingers on me, I went off like a rocket. The waves of my climax racked my body, and Jackson drew it out as long as he could by switching so that his fingers were deep inside me as he sucked hard on my clit.
“Wow,” I whispered when it was over and I lay limply on the bed, my legs sprawled and sweat dripping down my spine.
I watched as Jackson searched the sheets for one of the condoms. My legs felt like jelly and I could barely move. When he pushed his boxers down, his cock sprang free, long and hard. He found one of the condoms and quickly tore the package open with his teeth. Then he swiftly rolled it down his length and settled himself between my legs.
“I wanted to do this slowly the first time, Kaylie. But I don’t think I can now. I fucking swear I’ll make it up to you though.”
I reached up to rest my palm on his cheek. “It’s okay, Jackson. Take what you need from me.”
And take he did as he slammed his cock into me with a hard thrust. I was still so sensitive from my climax that I felt my body clench against him as he pulled back out to dive in again. He lifted one of my legs and brought it over his shoulder so he could get even deeper.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “So fucking tight, sweetheart.”
“Because you’re so hard inside me, Jackson. I need more of you,” I whispered to him.
His eyes lit up at my words and he pumped harder and faster, like a madman. My Jackson liked when I talked a little dirty to him, so I kept it up urging him on and telling him how much I wanted him, how good he felt. I must have really enjoyed talking dirty because another climax started to build.
“I’m gonna come again, Jackson,” I whimpered.
“Yes,” he urged me. “I need you to come again, Kaylie. Fuck, please hurry. I don’t think I can hold on much longer.”
He dropped my leg off his shoulder so I could wrap them both around his waist as he continued to pound into me. It only took a few more thrusts before I was going over the edge again, clenching against his cock and pushing him over with me.
“Damn,” I whispered when I could talk again.
“Holy hell, Kaylie,” he muttered. “That was fucking amazing.”
I giggled in response. “You’re such a smooth talker.”
“Shit, I can barely think after that, let alone talk.”
I rolled over so that I could look at him and noticed his tattoo again. I’d never dated a guy with one before, and I found myself a little obsessed over his. I traced it with my fingers before leaning over to kiss it.
“I really like your tattoo,” I said huskily.
“Thank fuck for that because I enjoy the hell out of just about all of you.”
“Except my feet,” I reminded him.
“Why don’t we do that again but slower this time and see if you’re still worried about your feet after,” he said before doing just that.
Chapter 12
Jackson
Last night had been fucking amazing. It had been hands-down the best sex I’d ever had in my life, even after some of the crazy shit I’d tried before. Kaylie and I together were so damn explosive. I’d thought we might be based on the chemistry between us, but I’d had no clue it was going to be that good. I’d barely been able to hang on so I could get her to come twice that first time. After taking her again before we fell asleep, I’d still had to have her one more time when we woke up. Thank fuck I’d found that extra condom in the bathroom. I could have stayed in bed with her all day, exploring her body, if we hadn’t had classes today. I hadn’t even talked to her again since Kaylie had practiced her dance after classes and then had stuff she needed to get done before work.
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