He stared into her eyes, and he saw the same need reflected in his own gaze.
“Did you think we were a mistake?” he asked.
She shook her head. “No. I don’t want you to feel guilty, Jackson. When I look at you, I don’t see my friend’s father. I see you. Can you look at me and say you see the same?”
“I see you, Rebecca. I use Bella as an excuse, but I see you.”
He watched as she licked her lips. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he held her close. Her lips looked so plump, so inviting, so tempting, and he couldn’t refuse. He didn’t want to deny himself.
Slamming his lips down on hers, he finally found what he’d been craving. It had been another taste of her. Pushing her back toward the nearest post, he heard her drop the keys and bag, sinking her fingers into his hair.
She wore a plain white shirt and a pair of black pants. They molded to her curves, and were driving him crazy.
Opening the buttons of her shirt, he kissed down from her lips, grazing the top of her tits. She wore a plain lacy bra, which aroused him even more. His cock pressed against the fabric of his pants, and he wanted inside her.
“Jackson?”
“Tell me to stop.”
“I don’t want you to. Please, I need you.” She removed one hand from his hair, to press against the hard ridge of his cock.
He growled at the touch. Forgetting about her shirt, he went to her pants, quickly removing them. Within seconds he had his own pants open, and was lifting her up. Aligning his cock to her center, he eased her down his length.
She was soaking wet, and as he filled her, her cunt squeezed him.
“Oh, fuck!” She dropped her head back.
“Get your tits out, baby. I want them. I want to suck on them.”
Rebecca finished with the buttons on her shirt, and eased her tits over the lacy cups. He pulled out of her pussy, and with only the head inside, he slammed back up inside her. It had been a couple of weeks since he’d gotten the chance to fuck her, and he missed her. He’d been dreaming about this pussy, and wanting to fuck her every chance he got.
“You like that, baby. You like feeling my dick inside you, fucking you.”
“Yes, God, yes. I love it when you talk dirty.”
He felt her response to him, and he relished it. There was no holding back with Rebecca. This was their second time together, and yet it felt like the most natural thing in the world. Their time apart had only made him want her more.
“Touch your clit. I want you to come all over my cock.”
She stroked her clit, and he looked down, watching as her fingers moved over the hard nub. He also saw his cock, glistening with cream as it pounded in and out of her body. He was a fucking goner in every sense. She gave him so much pleasure, and he missed her. Damn it, no woman was going to have this kind of control over him, and yet she did. He didn’t understand it, nor did he want to think about it.
All he wanted to do was to feel, to bask in this moment no matter how long it lasted.
“You like this, Rebecca? You like having me fuck you?”
“Yes.”
“You want me to give it to you hard.”
“Yes.” She screamed the last as she came, and she came with so much force, her cunt clamping down on him, pulsing as wave upon wave of cum washed over him. He was shocked by how quickly she found orgasm.
“Oh, fuck, that feels good, so fucking good,” he said.
Gripping her hips, he fucked her hard against the wall, pounding into her slick flesh. Much to his embarrassment, it didn’t take him long before he spilled his release inside her.
They were both panting, and it couldn’t have lasted longer than ten minutes.
Stroking her cheek, he waited for her to look up at him. When she did, she was biting her lip.