Page 55 of The Bombshell and the Bodyguard
Hearing her say it like that—hearing that angelic voice ragged with pleasure and desire for me was almost too much. My dick was so hard it was nearly painful.
But I ordered it to stand down because nothing was going to stop me from making this woman come.
That—thatwas a sound I absolutely had to hear from Jessica.
She rocked into my hand harder, faster, and I picked up the pace of my stroking as I licked and sucked the sensitive tip of one breast then moved to the other.
Her breaths came faster, hitched, and then her whole body went rigid.
Panting and making the most erotic moans and whimpers I’d ever heard in my life, Jessica went wild. Her hands gripped my arm and shoulder, her nails pressing hard into my skin, and she cried out my name.
It was a moment I’d never forget as long as I lived.
When she opened her eyes, she gave me a sexy smile. “That was incredible. I didn’t even know fingers coulddothat.”
I grinned back, amused at her pleasure-drunk state. “That was only two of them. Just imagine what I can do with all ten.”
Her smile widened, then her gaze dropped, running down my chest and abs to my pants. She reached out a hand, gliding her fingers up and down the erection straining against them.
“I’m more interested in what you can do withthis.”
Unbuttoning and unzipping my shorts, she slid her hand inside. My breath left me in a rush as she gripped my shaft.
I had to brace myself with both palms on the wall becausefuckthat felt good.
My body was on absolute adrenaline and testosterone overload.
Jessica Bailey has her fingers wrapped around my cock.
It was unreal, but it was also happening. My mind was fucking blown. I hadneverbeen this turned on before.
She worked her hand up and down the length of me, nuzzling her face against my neck. “You feel amazing. I had no idea you were this big.”
That got a chuckle out of me, in spite of my aroused state. “Did you think I was hung like a baby kosher snacking pickle or something?”
Jessica laughed out loud. “No. No, but I saw you one time when you came in from the pool at our house and you were changing out of your swim trunks in the laundry room.”
“How long ago was that?”
She looked up and rolled her lips inward, thinking. “Let’s see… yours was the first penis I ever saw other than my brother’s. I was about… I think I was eleven, so you would have been thirteen I guess.”
Now I laughed. “You’ve been judging me all this time based on what I looked like at thirteen years old? Straight out of the pool? Have you never heard of shrinkage, woman? Or puberty?”
We both cracked up and laughed until tears streamed down our faces.
Jessica, who still had her fingers wrapped around me, stroked upward, making me groan and shudder.
“Puberty wasgoodto you.”
All laughter ceased. Delving my fingers into her hair, I pulled her mouth to mine and kissed her again. It was a lewd, wet, carnal kiss full of intention.
I was going to show Jessicaexactlyhow much had changed since we’d been kids together.
Then after she’d had a few minutes to rest, I would demonstrate again. And again.
And again.
I pushed my shorts off my hips and let them fall to the floor, stepping forward and pressing her back to the wall again as I hooked my fingers under the straps of her panties and yanked them down.
