Escorting Jessica (6 page)

A lump formed in her throat. “Thank you. I... You mean more to me, too.”

He raised his glass. “A toast. To friendship, romance, and second chances.”

Jessica grinned. “To second chances.”

They ate in comfortable silence as the anticipation of making Trevor dessert built in her core. The meal was surely delicious, but she hardly tasted it. Trevor’s loving gaze and dazzling smile were the only things she noticed.

When they finished, he excused himself to the back of the apartment, but he was gone for less than a minute. With a wicked grin, he opened the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of chocolate syrup and a can of whipped cream. “I hope you don’t mind if we have dessert in the bedroom.”

“You read my mind.” She followed him down the hall and gasped at the sight. Burgundy rose petals covered the floor and the bed, and bouquets adorned the tables on each side of the bed. At least a dozen candles provided the only light in the room.

Placing the bottles on the nightstand, he pulled her to him. When he tenderly brushed her lips with his, she opened her mouth, allowing him to deepen the kiss. Then his hand slid up her back, and he pulled the zipper of her dress down.

A slight whimper escaped her throat. Group sex couldn’t hold a candle to the feel of Trevor’s body pressed to hers. Sliding her hands up under his shirt, she memorized every ripple of muscle under his smooth skin.

***

Trevor shivered. Her silky fingers stroked his body, making his cock press against the zipper of his jeans. Jessica was his at last. Slipping her dress over her shoulders, he let it drop to the floor. Her nipples hardened on her perky tits, and he cupped them in his hands. Her voluptuous curves begged to be caressed as he trailed his touch down to her hips and the thin piece of satin that was the only clothing she had left. He pulled her panties down and stepped back to take in her beauty.

Ample curves and porcelain skin made her appear every bit the goddess she was. A smile pulled at the corner of her mouth, and she spun in front of him. The woman seemed completely comfortable in her nakedness. A stark contrast to the timid girl of his past.

“Do you like what you see?”

“Very much.”

With a single step, she closed the gap between them and pulled his shirt over his head. “My turn. I showed you mine. Now you show me yours.” She trailed a crimson fingernail down his stomach and popped the button on his jeans. Leaning in close, she lapped at his ear and breathed, “Take them off.”

“Yes ma’am.” In his haste to oblige, he got tangled in the fabric, stumbled his way to the bed, and fell onto his back.
Real smooth, klutz.

Assuming he had ruined the moment with his clumsiness, he shook his head and let out an exasperated chuckle. But Jessica didn’t seem fazed as she strutted toward him and yanked his pants off his ankles. Her playful grin melted his heart.

Her gaze lit on the bottle of chocolate sauce, and she picked it up and squeezed a thin line of syrup from the dip of his neck to his navel. “Scoot back,” she commanded and crawled on top of him as he moved farther onto the bed.

“I was planning to have
you
for dessert, young lady.”

She licked some chocolate from his chest and playfully traced her tongue on his lips. “Mmm...” She dipped her tongue into his mouth. “But I have a sweet tooth that’s craving you.”

Lapping at the trail of syrup, she followed it down to the end before straddling him and reaching for the whipped cream. She squirted it into his navel, trailing it down to the tip of his cock.

Her forwardness surprised him, making his member swell even more. He’d never been so aroused, and he needed her to touch him. To feel her warm lips parting, encircling his dick. “Oh, Jessica. You’re driving me crazy.”

“That’s the plan.” She licked up the last of the sweetness and gazed into his eyes as she wrapped her hand around his length. His body shuddered, and he raked in a raspy breath.

***

She felt powerful; the gorgeous man trembled with her touch. Stroking his cock, she licked the precum that beaded on the tip. His saltiness mixed with the sweet of the cream made her mouth water. She took him into her mouth.

“Oh, Christ,” he moaned. Tangling his fingers in her hair, he gently guided her head up and down as she sucked. “I’m not going to last long if you keep that up.”

She slid her mouth off his cock, sucking hard so it made a popping sound when she released it. “We can’t have that, can we?”

“No, we can’t. Let me play with you for a while.” He guided her onto her back and he lay on his side, propping himself up with one arm. When his tongue touched her clit, it felt like warm velvet blanketing her in moisture. He trailed his tongue up and down, dipping inside her, only to return and circle her clit again. Her womb tightened as he drove her closer to climax.

He slipped one finger inside. Then another. Electric tingles shot through her core as she squirmed under his touch. Her climax coiled in her womb, every muscle in her body screaming for release. He pumped his fingers in and out, relentlessly licking her clit.

Then he slipped another finger into her ass. That was all it took. The orgasm crashed through her body, her hips bucking wildly as he hung on. He worked his tongue in circles until she couldn’t take anymore.

“I need you to fuck me, Trevor. Right now.” Everything between her legs throbbed as she watched him roll a condom down his length and position himself at her hips. He pressed his cock against her pussy, and she wrapped her legs around him, drawing him in.

His gaze never left hers as he filled her, and the love in his eyes multiplied the ecstatic sensations in her body. He pushed in and out—slowly at first, but building in pace and intensity. Thrusting harder, he pumped his hips faster and faster.

Another orgasm twisted in her core as he repeatedly hit her g-spot. It was as if his cock was made for her. She teetered on the edge.

“I’m gonna come, baby.” As soon as the words left his lips, her own orgasm exploded inside her. She cried out, gasping for air as her body spiraled into ecstasy.

Trevor came soon after and collapsed on top of her with heaving breaths and mumbling his approval. He rolled to his side and pulled her into his arms, stroking the hair out of her face.

“You are one amazing woman.”

“You think so?”

“Oh, I know so. I’ve known since high school. That’s when I fell in love with you.”

Her heart leaped into her throat. Did he say he was in love with her? Since high school? “You? But...back then, you dated girls that were...” She dropped her gaze to his chest.

He trailed his fingers down her cheek and lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him. “Girls that were what?”

“Not like me. You know, popular, skinny...cheerleaders.”

His melodic laugh danced in her ears. “That’s because you wouldn’t give me the time of day.”

“What?”

“I thought I’d finally get my chance with you when we were supposed to be lab partners. Then you got sick, and...I guess I chickened out after that.”

“You? I, I don’t know what to say. I faked being sick, because I was terrified to talk to you. I was crazy about you then, too.”

He brushed his lips against hers. “And now?”

She grinned. “Nothing’s changed.”

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her body closer to his. “Good. Because I’m not letting you go this time.”

She gazed at the man of her dreams, who’d been dreaming about her all this time. “I’m not going anywhere.”

Biography

Carrie Pulkinen spent the first part of her professional life as a high school journalism and yearbook teacher in Houston, Texas. Now she’s able to channel her love of the English language into stories of amazing sex with devilishly handsome men. In her free time, Carrie likes to read, take pictures, and play with her kids. Her other works include the paranormal romances
To Catch a Spirit, Reawakened, Her Guardian Lover,
and
Sweet Release
. She invites you to contact her at [email protected], or visit her on Facebook at www.facebook.com/CarriePulkinen.