I worry she’s about to tell me I’ve gone too far or that I’m about to wake up from this wonderful dream.
“Yeah?” I reply.
“Fuck me.”
Two words have never sounded so good. As fast as I can, I reach into my wallet and pull out a condom. Thankfully, I always have one on me because well, you never know.
Seconds later, I have the package opened and the rubber rolled on.
Lining myself up with her entrance, I look into her eyes. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Another grin. “Definitely.”
I don’t need any more convincing to push inside. Her tight pussy squeezes me inch by inch. I try to move slowly to make sure I don’t do anything to hurt her.
She angles her hips toward me, silently letting me know she wants more. Who am I to tell her no?
Her hands yank on my shirt, pulling me down to kiss her while I increase my tempo. As my body presses against hers, she wraps her legs around me, pulling me even closer.
Although I hate to admit it, I’ve thought about sex with Jo Lawson more times than I can count. I knew she’d be good, but man, I truly had no idea what I would be in for.
She’s incredible.
Every move she makes is filled with unbelievable passion. Her fingertips drag along my back. I’m sure there would be claw marks if she didn’t bite her nails down to nothing. She alternates between kissing me and giving me soft bites along my neck and collarbone.
Her moans grow louder, and I’m trying my hardest not to come. That becomes even more difficult when those moans turn to dirty talk.
“Fuck, Beau. Right there. Oh, God! Don’t stop!”
She reaches one hand between us to frantically rub her clit.
“Harder, Beau,” she begs. “Fuck me harder.”
Don’t have to ask me twice. I do exactly what she wants, and moments later, I feel her walls tightening around me even more.
“Oh my God, Beau!” She cries.
Feeling her orgasm and hearing her moan my name while it happened is all I need to fall over the edge right behind her.
As we look at each other with our chests heaving, reality sets in.
Jo and I just fucked.
Chapter twenty-nine
One of Your Boobs is Staring at Me
Jo
After not being able to sleep at all, I’m out of bed, showered, and dressed all before the sun is up. I even manage to make it out of the house before anyone else has woken up.
Thank God. I’m too much of a mess to deal with them right now. I love Dylan and Leah, but neither of them are who I need to talk to right now.
As I walk through the streets of Lilly Leaf Falls, I reflect on everything that happened last night. I basically yelled at Beau and challenged him to kiss me.
He did, and…holy shit.
Fireworks.
