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“That sounds great to me,” Scott agreed, and the waiter nodded, hurrying away.
Jenna sighed in relief. She was grateful Mark was cutting the dinner short. He knew she would be distracted all evening thinking about Chloe, and the fact that he made that call for them was insanely attractive to Jenna. She would have to thank him for that later tonight.
CHAPTER 14
“Well that was a nightmare,” Jenna said with a heavy sigh, flopping down on the couch. She had tried calling Chloe on the drive home from the restaurant, but it had gone straight to voicemail.
“I’m sorry it ended up being a rough night, babygirl.” Mark sat down beside her, and Jenna leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder.
“Meeting Scott was really great though. He’s pretty awesome,” she said.
“I could tell he liked you, too.”
Jenna turned to look up at him. “You could? How?”
“I just know him well.” When Jenna raised her eyebrows skeptically, he added, “Plus he sent me a text on the way home saying he approves.” Mark winked at her.
Jenna grinned for a moment before her face fell into a serious expression. “I’m sorry about tonight. I shouldn’t have invitedChloe. I should have just gone over to be with her and let you and Scott have the evening together.”
Mark lifted Jenna up and then set her down on his lap so she was straddling him. “I had a wonderful time tonight. Do you know why?”
Jenna shook her head.
“Because the girl I love defended me to her best friend, and knowing you feel the same way about me that I do about you made me very happy.”
“You love me?” Jenna smiled at him crookedly as she felt her cheeks heat.
“I do,” Mark said.
Jenna looked into his piercing blue eyes for a long moment, feeling a fire stirring deep in her belly that she now realized had been building all evening.
Suddenly she wanted Markbadly.
Leaning in close, she hovered her lips inches from his, their breaths mingling. “I love you too,” she said.
Mark’s fingers brushed against her cheek, and Jenna felt a shiver run down her spine at the tender touch. Without another word, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a fervent kiss. Jenna melted into him, her hands finding their way to the nape of his neck, fingers entangling in his hair. The kiss deepened, their lips moving together with sudden urgency.
When they finally broke apart, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting together as they absorbed the intensity of the moment. Jenna’s eyes fluttered open to meet Mark’s. “Comewith me. I have something to show you,” she told him with a naughty smile.
Mark looked surprised at her forwardness. “Do you now?” he asked, his brow raising.
Jenna slid off his lap, standing up and tugging on his hand until he did the same. She led him upstairs into the master bedroom and over to one of the armless chairs that occupied the seating area in the corner of the room, then pushed in the middle of his chest, encouraging him to sit.
Backing up until she was standing a few feet away from him, she inched her black dress slowly up her thighs, stopping just before her black bikini panties were revealed. Reaching underneath the hem of the dress, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband and peeled them down tauntingly slowly, finally letting them drop to her feet. Then, stepping out, she picked them up, turned them inside out, and handed them to Mark, showing him the arousal that had soaked the gusset.
His eyes burned with desire as he took them from her. “That’s a very large wet spot, naughty girl.”
Jenna knelt in front of Mark’s chair, reveling in how naughty she felt as she reached to undo the button and zipper on his dress pants. He watched her, not rushing her though his eyes betrayed a sense of urgency.
She reached in through the hole in his boxers, his cock stiffening further the minute it was freed. Standing back up, Jenna inched her dress a little higher until it was scrunched around her waist, then straddled him on the chair. She could feel his cock pulse and throb as a string of her arousal dripped onto it.
“Want to know what I was thinking about this evening that made me so wet?” she whispered in his ear.
“Tell me, babygirl.” Mark’s voice was low and husky, and he placed both of his hands on her hips.
“I was thinking about what would happen if it were me who threw a fit at dinner like Chloe did.” Jenna lowered herself so that her wet pussy was pressed firmly against his member, which was completely stiff now.
“I was imagining you taking me home and spanking my bare ass bright red for being rude to your friend.” Jenna began lightly grinding against him, and Mark’s chest rumbled in a quiet, menacing growl. “Then I imagined you bending me over and fucking my bottom for the first time.” Jenna’s voice lost some of its confidence as she said that part, and she felt herself blush crimson.
