I rough up my hair as I run my hands through it. “Eh. Pretty sure any chance of me backing down went out the window after last night.”
“What do you mean?”
“She isn’t on birth control.” Confusion fills Becky’s expression, so I go on. “Apparently, we aren’t going to try to prevent anything. If it happens, it happens. And I can’t actually believe I’m saying this, but I’m going to try like hell to make it happen. I want to give her everything.”
Becky jumps up and hugs me. “Oh my god. I’m going to be an aunt? I never thought the day would come! Oh my god!”
I push her back into her seat. “Shh! Jesus. She isn’t pregnant—at least I hope not.”
Becky stands up, grabs her purse, and hops a few steps in excitement. “Well, if that changes, you should probably ask her to get hitched sooner than later.”
“I’m working on it,” I say.
While we wait for her Uber, we discuss her show and her plans for the next one. It’ll be similar to the one here but with a new theme.
Her phone trills. “Ride’s here.”
I give her a hug and make her promise to call me or at least let Jessi know when she gets home.
“I will, Jack. Take care of each other—and stay out of jail.”
“Scout’s honor,” I tease.
I shut the door after her and crawl back into bed. My gaze instantly veers over to the woman next to me. I could watch Jessi sleep forever. She’s so peaceful, but I’m a selfish bastard for wanting breakfast.
I slowly slide under the covers and spread her legs. I stare at her perfect pussy. I slowly lick her folds, keeping my eyes on her face. I want to see her as she wakes up to me worshipping her. I place a little more attention on her bundle of nerves. That does the trick. She moans my name, and my cock goes rock hard. I keep sucking and licking. She buries her hand into my hair for more friction. I grab her thighs and tug her closer.
“That’s it, baby,” tell her. “Fuck my face with that pretty pussy. Come for me. You’re my new favorite meal.” I insert two fingers and pump them in and out. I apply pressure to her clit with my thumb. I want a front row view of how pretty her pussy is when she comes. I kiss up the inside of her thigh.
Jessi starts to scream. “Jack, don’t stop! Please, I am going to come. JACKKKK.”
Fuck yes. I love making my girl scream.
She purrs. “MMM! I could wake up like that for the rest of my life.”
I can’t help but hope she means it.
She sits up and crawls toward me. “My turn.”
“You don’t have to. I saw you lying there and you were too appetizing not to eat.”
Her eyes hood as she places her hands on my chest and shoves me onto my back. She grasps my cock in her hand. She spits on the tip and pumps me up and down.
Well, I won’t last long now.
Slowly, she takes me into her mouth, her eyes never leaving mine. Fuck. She looks like this is her favorite thing to do. “Jessi, you are too damn good at this.”
She giggles at the praise then she grabs my hand and puts it on her head, inviting me to fuck her mouth. She must have a nonexistent gag reflex, because I start fucking her throat with no complaints from her, only perfect enthusiasm. My orgasm stirs inside me. I am like a twelve-year-old boy with her—unbridled and horny as fuck. I rip her off me.
Her eyebrows narrow. “What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?”
“Not a chance. You were too good. I was about to shoot my come down your throat. But I want to fill your pussy with it instead.” I bury into her. She screams in pleasure. She is clawing at my back and dragging my head to her in frantic kisses. She is moaning in ecstasy.
She grabs the hair at the nape of my neck and says, “Jack, you feel so good.” Her walls tighten around me, and her come soaks my cock as she milks it.
I flip her onto her stomach, kick her legs out with my knees, and bury myself inside her at another angle. I pump into her harder and harder. “I want you to come again with me. Be a good girl and play with your clit.”
She doesn’t need to be told twice. She bucks under me, writhing and squealing and snaking her hand down to her center. I grip her hair tighter and pound into her harder, faster.
