Page 95 of Mind Pucked

A tear trickles down her cheek. I reach up to wipe it away, but she puts her hand on top of mine, pressing my palm into her cheek.

“I don’t deserve for you to wipe my tears away,” she says as she looks down, but then her eyes cut straight up to mine. “Wait, did you just say that you love me?”

“I did,” I breathe softly as I close the gap between us. “I love you, Amelia. I’ve loved you for a long while now, and there’s no way a little argument can make me not love you. I just hope you feel the same about me. Because I’m pretty sure my daughter would be devastated if not,” I say, and we both chuckle a little.

“I love you too, Jackson,” she says, and my heart swells.

I reach down, hooking my fingers behind her ear, putting my thumb against her jawline, and pulling her close. Our lips caress one another with a sort of passion I’ve never felt before.

Our kisses become desperate, and I move us back until I have her pressed against the brick wall, not even a paper’s distance between us. I feel her every curve against my body, sending me into overdrive. My cock hardens, begging for what it’s been missing for so long.

She wraps her arms around me, tangling her fingers in my hair as she presses against me. I feel her breasts through her shirt, her nipples hard for me.

I don’t care that we’re in an empty alley, where anyone could walk up at any time. I hardly think the dead end is going to bring in much foot traffic, but right now I don’t care.

I lift her up and press her against the wall, and she brings her legs up around my hips.

“Jackson,” she breathes through our kisses. “I need you.” And that’s all she has to say.

“I need you too,” I say as I reach down and unbuckle my jeans.

Once I’m free from the confines of the material, I reach down past the waistband of her leggings, letting my fingers brush past the fabric of her panties, down to her wet folds.

I don’t need my hands to hold her up—the wall and the strength of her legs are doing just fine.

I tease her clit for a moment, and she arches her back, letting out a soft whimper. She exposes her jugular to me, and I lean in to kiss the hollow of her neck, up the vein to where her neck meets her head, just behind her earlobe.

A shudder runs through me as she moans in pleasure. Her hands break free of my hair and push at her leggings. She’s desperate for me, and truth be told I’m desperate for her as well.

I help push her pants and panties down enough to expose her to me. She’s so hot and ready, and so am I.

Reaching down, I grab my shaft and pump a few times before centering myself against her. All the while our lips are locked inthe kind of kiss that won’t stop, our tongues mingling between breaths.

I push against her, thrusting inside with no problem. She’s ready for me.

Her tight warmth feels so good around me as I lean into her and the wall, using it for leverage.

“Oh my God,” Amelia says, her eyes rolling back in her head.

“Tell me about it,” I chuckle against her earlobe as I press deeper and harder within her.

I begin to move faster once we find a pace that’s good for both of us. The sensations that are running through my body right now are enough to fuel me for life.

I let my fingers trail up her ribs. The crop top exposes enough that I don’t find fabric until I’m just above her navel. I continue upward until my hand is cupping one of her perky breasts.

With my other hand, I reach up and grab the wall for stability, allowing my fingernails to cut into the bricks. They don’t give, of course, and I might break a few nails, but I don’t mind a bit of pain through the pleasure.

Moving my hand from her breasts, I reach around and cup her ass, pulling her against me as I thrust.

“I’m so sorry for everything, Jackson,” she says in a half moan, half whisper.

“All is forgiven,” I say, pulling away to allow a whispering distance between us. “As long as we get to do this for the rest of our lives.”

“I hope so,” she breathes as she arches her back again, pressing her breasts into my chest hard.

I quicken my pace, thrusting into her even deeper, causing her to cry out. Completely lost to the world around us, we both come unglued and shatter at the exact same time.

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