We sit down together, and I can feel the simmering tension palpable between us, every glance and subtle touch adding to the electric atmosphere.
We enjoy the meal, slowly savouring each bite and each other’s company, the silence filled with unspoken anticipation.
It’s like slow torture, but the best kind.
After dinner, we quickly clean up before I take her hand and lead her to the bedroom.
She surprises me when she gently pushes me onto the bed and steps back.
Then Jessica slowly unbuttons the trench coat, opens it, and slips it off, letting it fall to the floor.
“Holy fuck.” I gulp and look at her.
Jessica is standing in front of me wearing bright red lace underwear. A matching thong and bra, together with a garter belt that connects to the black stockings I got a glimpse of earlier.
“You’ve been wearing this for me under that coat? If I’d known, I would have ripped it off you an hour ago.” My eyes wander over her, so stunning and confident.
I sit closer to the edge of the bed and pull her toward me, my hands touching every part of her.
“You like it, hotshot?” She teases me, and my cock is hardening to the point of pain, looking at her.
“You’re breathtaking, Jessica.”
I start kissing her stomach, and her hands find my hair. I take my sweet time torturing her with my lips and tongue, starting slow and deliberate.
I explore her body, and when she almost tumbles over from my touch, I grab her around her body and lay her out on the bed, continuing my exploration of her body.
I kiss the inside of her thighs before releasing her garter belt from the stockings.
Then I grab the end of the stocking with my teeth before draggingit down her legs. Her breathing is heavy, and her expression alone almost makes me come undone.
I give the other stocking the same treatment, and Jessica is watching my every move, heat radiating off her.
When I get to the end, I drag my tongue up her leg before settling between her thighs. I kiss the outside of her thong and feel her wetness through the fabric.
“Feeling good, baby?” I ask her, and she lets out a moan as soon as my finger dips inside her thong and into her heat.
“The best.” She sighs.
I start working my finger in and out of her, and Jessica grips my hair tightly in her hands.
“God, Luke, you make me feel so good,” I add a second finger and rip off her thong, which elicits a small yelp from her.
“Sorry, baby, I’ll buy you new ones; they were in my way,” I tell her before lowering my tongue and lips to her heat. Jessica moans and whimpers, making me rock hard.
She starts riding my face, and I tell her to get up on her knees. She looks a little uncertain when I position myself right under her. I cock aneyebrow at her, a silent challenge.
“Now sit.” She follows my instructions, getting into position over my face before she starts grinding her heat against me. When I feel her hands on my cock I stop my movements for a small moment.
“What’s made you stop, Luke? Can’t handle my hands on you?” She teases me before gripping my cock tightly.
Right away, I focus on pleasuring her with my tongue and fingers, and we start a competition to see who can get the other one off first.
Jessica leans over and starts sucking me off, making me concentrate that much harder on giving her pleasure. Since I had a head start, I tip her over the edge first.
We remove the rest of our clothing before I tell her to lie back on the bed. I take her in, and she smiles softly at me.
Chapter 22
