The dark, throaty laugh she unleashed at my dirty words almost broke me. I could give her my worst and she’d giggle with delight. Who was this woman? I clapped my hand over her mouth, fulfilling the promise I made up against our front door. She moaned into my palm.
“Can you breathe okay?”
She nodded under my hand. Then I started to move, thrusting into her, the sequins and beads on her dress rattling as I filled her. I moved her leg higher on my forearm, spreading her so I could reach her clit with my thumb.
“That alright?”
“Mmhmm,” she responded.
Her eyes were gorgeous in the low light, eyebrows pinched inpleasure. She thrusted along with me, tiny affirmations issuing from her throat. Her walls fluttered around me, her hips bucking wildly with me, and I knew neither of us would be long. She held my shoulders, clawed my chest and back, drew me in closer to her.
“That’s it, baby. Feels good, doesn’t it? Having your man fuck you senseless,” I gritted into her ear. She wound the leg that wasn’t over my arm around my leg, completely held up by me and the wall.
She whimpered out my name under my hand. A muffled sound like “coming” came out of her as she squirmed up the wall.
“There you go, honey. Come for your daddy.” She released around me, her pussy grabbing me, and my God, there must be nothing better in this world. Her breathing was so heavy that it wet my hand over her mouth. I spread my fingers to give her more room to breathe.
“Can I finish inside you?”
Her stifled “yes” vibrated against my hand. I came into her, hard, feeling like it was draining my entire spine. I must have made a loud noise, because her hand came over my mouth and she let out a little laugh.
Both of her hands held my face as I came down, holding her up but struggling to stay standing.
“Jessalyn,” I sighed into her neck.
“Benjamin,” she said as I released my hand from her mouth.
“How are we supposed to function after that?”
She whisper-laughed. “I’m not sure. Can we get a light on and you can fix my hair and makeup, though?”
I kissed her. “Not yet.”
I pulled out of her, sliding my fingers inside to her moan. “You feel that? That’s us.”
I withdrew my fingers, lifting them to her mouth. “One for you. One for me.”
I put my index finger to her lips, and she opened, sucking our taste off my finger. “Good girl.”
I did the same with my middle finger, tasting what we were like together.
“We taste pretty good,” she said before sharing a kiss with me.
I grinned. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
“Me, too,” she said. Gone was her sad, vanilla relationship. She had me now. We could be as nasty as we wanted together, and I had every intention of making all her dreams come true.
We returned to our table as dinner was served. I’d done a pretty bang-up job on her hair and makeup if I do say so myself. I scooted her chair back in, but as I went to put her napkin back on her lap, I saw the white streak going down her leg. My cum was rolling down this perfect woman’s leg. Without anyone noticing, I gave it a quick wipe before dropping the napkin in her lap. I sat and she widened her eyes at me. Her cheeks were flushed, and I’m sure mine were, too, but I didn’t give a shit.
I’d just fucked the most wonderful woman on the planet in a coat closet.
After dinner, we drank, we danced to the band, and she was good-natured with even Leroy’s wife. Jess was an unstoppable ray of fucking sunshine. She danced along with them to Barbie Girl like she knew everyone and belonged there. Her dimple peeked out at me whenever I put her out for a spin on the dance floor. It made me so gushy inside I could have died. My teammates clapped me on the back to congratulate me on such a catch. Guy and Kitty kept dancing over to us and making a fun group of four. I’d always wanted it: a girl to have fun with me and my friends. I’d never had such a fun date, ever.
I held her hand and let her put her head on my shoulder on the car ride home. We got out of our fancy clothes and passed out tangled up naked together.
It was, perhaps, the best day of my life to date.
Chapter 31
