He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, then swept his tongue in when she opened on a gasp. She tasted like tequila and sunlight, and he wanted to bask in it forever.
Before he could get too carried away—though one of her legs was wrapped suggestively around his waist and he had two handfuls of her practically bare ass—someone slammed into him, breaking their kiss. Breathing hard, he rested his forehead against hers, inhaling the scent of sunscreen and alcohol—intoxicating, but only because there wasn’t a single thing about Jessica that didn’t turn him on.
Gripping her hips, he pulled her flush against him, groaning when the hard length of his cock pressed into her stomach. He dropped his head to her neck, growling against her skin.
“Jack,” she said breathlessly.
“Yeah, sunshine?”
She leaned away from him, and he met her gaze, her normally bright-blue irises turned darker. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”
He choked on a laugh and looked between them, examining the way his cock tented his trunks, straining against the material.
“Later?” he asked, choosing to ignore the fact that he’d never experienced what he was offering.
“Really?” she asked. “We don’t even know each other.”
“Really,” he confirmed, surprised by the confidence in his tone. “I…”
He didn’t know what he’d been about to say, but she shushed him with a hand over his mouth. “Let’s just…play it by ear, okay?”
The corners of Jack’s mouth pulled down. “Do you…not want me?”
Great, now I sound whiny and insecure,he thought.
Jessica barked out a disbelieving laugh. “Of course I want you,” she said. “I haven’t thought about anything but you since we met yesterday.”
“To be fair, we haven’t exactly spent a ton of time apart since then,” he reminded her.
“Not the point, Jack.”
“Then what is the point, Jess?”
“I’ve never…done that,” she said, gesturing to the situation in his shorts.
“Never donewhat,exactly?”
Hope bloomed in his chest, but he didn’t dare entertain it, didn’t allow himself to believe that this stunning girl was as inexperienced as he was.
“Sex, Jack,” she said quickly. “I’ve never had sex.”
“You’re fucking joking.”
Jessica huffed out a sigh, her warm breath fanning across his collarbones. “I’m dead serious.”
“How?” he blurted.
Smooth, DeLuca.
“I just haven’t found anyone I wanted to do it with…” she said, trailing off. “I’ve done other stuff, just never…that.”
“Other stuff like what?” he asked, unable to stop his voice from dropping several octaves as he considered the possibilities—namely Jessica’s pretty pink lips wrapped around his dick.
“Lots of oral,” she said with a smirk. “Though never receiving.”
“Me, too,” he said. “Mostly receiving.”
He loved the way her eyes widened in surprise. “You’ve never either?”
