She pushes her back harder against the tree as she pulls her bottoms to the side and lifts her dress just enough to give me access.
I thrust into her, and the back of her head thuds against the bark of the tree. The only sounds besides her whimpers are the crashing of the waves and the rain beating against us and the surrounding area.
There’s no finesse to how I’m fucking her. It’s just a complete urgency and need to claim her completely as mine. She needs it just as badly as me when she wraps her arms around my shoulders and brings me closer.
I thrust into her hard, and she moans deeply. “Fuck, I’m going to come.” I haven’t finished this early in a very long time, but the high emotion, being outside, and how fucking good she feels is too much to take.
“Please come inside of me,” she says.
I groan, and my face is right next to hers, placing frantic kisses over every inch I can reach. “Play with that pretty pussy for Daddy. I need you to come first.”
She makes a noise but slides one hand from my neck down her front and between our two pelvises where she plays with her clit.
“I’m going to need you to do that for me at home next time so I can watch,” I tell her, and her head tilts back, giving me access to her neck, which I kiss and suck as I fuck her. Not until I feel her clenching around me and her thighs are shaking under my hands, do I finally stop holding back and really fuck her through her orgasm and reach my own.
I take her mouth in mine as I fill her with my cum and continue holding her in my arms. We both stare at each other, my wet cock inside of her and the rain pouring around us. She pushes my wet hair back off of my face and smiles at me.
“I love you,” she says softly, like she’ll never get tired of telling me that. I can’t help but feel the same way.
“I love you too.” We kiss again before I put her down gently, making me slide out of her. With a ridiculous amount of masculine pride, I adjust her bottoms and dress, knowing I’ll be dripping out of her this afternoon. She rolls her eyes, knowing where my mind is going, but doesn’t say anything as I tuck my dick away and we stare at the rainy beach. When there’s a pop of thunder, we both jump and that’s my sign we need to get the fuck out of here.
I call my dad and have him meet us at the closest public road. Jessa and I look like drowned rats when he finally meets us, but despite being cold as hell, I’ve never had a bigger smile on my face, and it’s clear that my dad notices.
* * *
It’s our last day on the island before we go home tomorrow morning, and I wish we could just stay here. There’s no office drama, no one trying to hurt Jessa, no bullshit to deal with. But it’s real life. I’ll have to talk to her about telling the office, because there’s no way either of us can keep this a secret much longer.
It was easier when we were just seeing where this was going, but it’s clear that we both know where we stand now, and it seems like the appropriate time to make our relationship status clear. Once everyone knows I’m her boyfriend, there’s no holding myself back when it comes to Zach or Tabitha.
Jessa is still sleeping, and I’m out on the porch drinking a coffee when my dad joins me.
“It’s good to see you so happy, Son.”
“Thanks, Dad.”
“Your mom says she has a lot that she’s working through right now. You’re up for that challenge?”
I furrow my eyebrows and look at my dad, trying to see if he disapproves or if he doubts that I can give Jessa everything she needs. “Yeah, I’m there for what she needs.”
My dad smiles. “You deserve this happiness. You’ve always been so hard on yourself. Never thinking you deserved your accomplishments, even when you did great things. You’re a good man. I’m proud to be your dad.”
I blink at him and take a sip of my coffee before I ask him a question I never thought to ask him before. “How did you know mom was the one?”
“We made each other better. And I knew that if I lost her it would be the biggest mistake of my life.” My dad clears his throat. “She’s a bit younger than you. Do you think she’s ready for that?”
“I don’t think either of us are there, yet. But I think she could be the one.”
“Then don’t let her go and just keep doing what you’re doing. Loving someone truly sometimes means you have to swallow your pride and let them take care of you too.”
“My job is to take care of her,” I say with confusion.
“Of course you should take care of her, but you need to make sure you don’t let your pride get in the way and not accept when she wants to return the same care to you.”
I’m not completely understanding my dad’s words, but I nod anyway. There are many ways that Jessa makes me feel loved and cared for, but it’s my job to make sure she’s safe and wants for nothing.
“I have a feeling we’ll be seeing her next year, just don’t let yourself get in the way of your own happiness,” he says, slapping me on the shoulder and heading off.
I stand there for a few moments, drinking my coffee and staring at the ocean. I think back to my last letter from Collin and how he wished for me to make sure his kids were okay. I’m not sure what I can do on the Zach front, and I’m sure this isn’t what he had in mind for Jessa. But if he could see how happy I make her, how much I care for her, I can’t help but think he would be supportive.
