Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
But instead, I had Zack propose to me and Jason make probably the most major confession he could make to me. And I’m still struggling with what I should think about all of this. But at the same time, as I look at Jason, my heart is telling me something that’s very easy to listen to.
“What I’m telling you…is that while I’m still mad at you,” I say softly, placing my hand on the hand he has covering my belly like a protective shield, letting me know nothing will ever happen to me under his watch, “the rest of what you said might be right.”
7
LUCY
“Might be?” Jason replies, sliding his hand slowly beneath my shirt.
“You heard me,” I tease. “Don’t push it.” After his admission, I’m not going to make this easy for him, even if I do love the feel of his callused hand against my skin. My heart flutters as he slides it up and cups my breast. I’m reminded instantly of the last time we were together, and my body starts to react in other ways.
“Christ I’ve missed you,” Jason mutters, pressing his body against mine. I can feel the bulge beneath his pants and how hard he’s getting already. All that does is turn me on even more. It feels so good to be genuinely wanted.
Jason found me at the airport on his own. I was sitting alone at a gate, just waiting for my flight. He saw me, and he immediately thought that I was the one for him. I didn’t have to be introduced to him by anybody, and there didn’t have to be a reason for us to be dating. He just wanted me for me.
And that makes me feel so special – makes this feel so right.
I reach out and cup his bulge. He groans back, and I immediately begin unzipping his pants. I remember what’s beneath from last time and still can’t believe I lost my virginity to that thing. It seemed impossible at the time, but somehow Jason made it work.
I feel like Jason could make anything work, and not just his business. He could make our life together work, and the fact that I’m thinking about giving over even a tiny bit of control of my life to someone else is blowing my mind. I’ve always been the one doing the planning. Me, me, me.
The thought of someone else doing any of that planning always terrified me. But when I picture Jason in that role with me, beside me as a partner, I’m not so scared.
His pants fall to the floor, and I take his cock in both hands. I need both hands to hold the monster protruding out from between his legs. I gasp as his fingers slip down my pants. He finds my clit and applies pressure, instantly setting my body on fire.
“You’re dripping, baby,” he whispers, using his other hand to peel my pants down over my hips. “You’re ready for this cock, aren’t you?”
I’m so overwhelmed by sensation that I’m unable to speak. All I can do is nod. He stares deep into my eyes and slides his fingers down and slips them inside me, one knuckle deep. “That’s what I thought.”
The next thing I know, I’m pressed up against the wall and Jason has his hands around my hips and is grinding his cock against my ass like we’re dirty dancing, teasing me with the threat of penetration.
I grind back against him. I’m begging for it, and I’m not ashamed of showing it. It’s right now, at this moment, that I realize just how much I’ve missed him over the past four months.
“Don’t tease me,” I whine. My whole body is tingling with desire. I feel empty without him inside me.
“Oh, you mean like this?” Jason takes the tip of his cock and teases my hole with it, sending me spinning into the stratosphere. It’s then that I realize just how wet I am.
“God, yes,” I moan, pushing back against him, desperate to be filled. But just as he begins to penetrate me and stretch me, he pulls back, denying me.
“No. Not yet.”
I gasp and look back at him over my shoulder. He grins at me like a scoundrel and pulls me away from the wall, and like we’re dirty dancing, begins to lead me up the stairs to the second floor.
I can feel my own arousal dripping down my thighs as we walk. I can’t remember ever being this turned on before in my life. With each step, Jason’s manhood slaps against my ass, a constant reminder of his size. I’ve taken him once before, but I still wonder if I’m going to be able to again.
We reach the second floor, and he stops me, spins me, and pushes me up against the wall. This time I’m facing him. I can see the hunger in his eyes as he strips me of my shirt and drags his gaze all the way up my body.