Page 104 of Jesse's Girl

“When I changed out of my bathing suit earlier,” she breathes, stepping closer. “I might have forgotten to put my panties back on.”

An involuntary groan escapes my throat. I lean down close, my voice low. “Open the door.”

A slow smile spreads across her face before she replaces it with an innocent pout. “So impatient.”

“Door. Now.”

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ADA

We’re barely through the front door when Jesse pins me against the wall, my keys crashing to the floor at our feet. Shoving the door shut with one hand and tangling the other in my hair, he kisses me with the urgency of someone whose self-control has been pushed to its limits, leaving me breathless.

Peeling us away from the wall, I pull us in a clattering stumble through the entryway and Jesse presses his fingers against my clit through my jean shorts.

“God damnit, Ada, I can feel how wet you are.”

My knees feel weak; I’m impatient with hunger for this. For him. He smells like sunscreen, dust, and sweat, and I’m pretty sure I could get high on the scent of him alone.

“I’ve been thinking about this all fucking day,” I say, nipping at his lower lip. “Don’t pretend you haven’t been half-hard too.”

“Who says it was half?” He smirks, then rips my tank top over my head in one swift motion. “That bikini almost did me in.”

“Yeah?” I reach behind me, unhooking my bra as he yanks the straps down my arms.

“Why do you think I had to keep my ass parked in that chair instead of swimming with you? Because my dick could have used that fucking ice bath.” He tugs my bra free and lets it drop, diving for my mouth once more. His palms cover my aching, tight nipples and he hums with pleasure.

I blindly walk backward toward the kitchen as we stumble along, frantic hands tugging impatiently at each other’s clothing. Clumsily pulling his shirt up, I drag my fingertips over his tight stomach muscles, letting out a soft moan. The sound turns to one of surprise when I trip over some shoes I’d left strewn on the floor.

“Watch where you’re going,” he deadpans as he catches me, my hands bracing against his strong forearms. When I find my balance, he peels his shirt off the rest of the way and pushes me into the kitchen, following so closely our knees knock together. “God, forgetful and clumsy.”

“Fuck off, Farm Boy,” I tease against his smiling lips before gripping his ass in both hands and hauling him into me. His erection against my stomach radiates delicious heat, and I kiss him hard.

When the backs of my thighs bump into the edge of the kitchen table, I stumble once more. I wrap my arms around Jesse’s sun-warmed neck, holding on for balance.

His hands work fast, tugging open the fly of my shorts and roughly shoving them down my thighs. He lets loose a throaty, appreciative groan, evidently pleased with my lack of panties. Plunging his tongue into my mouth in a rough kiss, he cups the back of my neck, my head lolling back as my body goes liquid in his arms.

I arch into him, giving myself over, relinquishing control. After hours of not being able to touch each other, the heady feeling of his hands on my skin leaves me practically panting with desire.

Before I can catch my breath, he spins me around and pushes me down, my forearms hitting the table as he tugs my hips back against him. I’m barely aware of him shoving his own shorts out of the way before his warm, hot length is against my ass, sliding down to nudge against my slick opening.

Holy shit.

My hips lift seemingly of their own volition, my almost reflexive response eager and ready to take him. Having him inside me suddenly feels so urgent. But he barely moves.

“Jesse, fuck me now or I’m gonna scream.”

“Mmm, tell you what,” he rumbles low behind me, pausing to cover the tip of his cock in my wetness, “how ’bout we do both?” He pushes inside me.

I let out a soft sound of pleasure. “Fuck, Jesse!”

“’Cause I’ve been thinking about your tight little cunt clenching around my dick all… fucking… day.” He slides in deeper with each word, burying himself to the hilt.

A cry of relief escapes my lips.

“Fuck, Ada, yes,” he rasps.

“Jesse… I need you.”

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