“It was a kiss, Jackson.” She bit her lip, and took a deep breath. “I’ve been wanting you to kiss me for years. I loved it, and I would have gone further.”
He got up out of his seat, even as his mind was screaming for him to sit his ass back down. This wasn’t something he wanted to get into, not with Rebecca. She was too young, and he was too fucking old.
Before he could even process what was happening, he was in front of his desk, arms folded, and staring at her. “You don’t even know what you’re talking about, Rebecca. You’re Bella’s best friend. It was inappropriate.”
“Cut the crap, Jackson. I’m not a little girl anymore. I’m twenty-five years old, and I’m not some vanilla virgin either.” She took a step toward him. “I’m telling you I don’t regret it.”
Her nipples were so damn tight as they pressed against her shirt. He wanted her naked, with him sucking on those juicy fat tits. His mouth was watering for a taste of her.
Fuck!
She was Bella’s friend.
The only problem was, he didn’t see Rebecca as a little girl anymore.
No, he saw a beautiful woman, who was filled with confidence and need. He could help her with her need.
The air seemed to grow thick around him as she took that final step toward him.
“What are you afraid of, Jackson?”
What was it about the sound of her name coming from his lips? His cock pressed against the front of his pants, similar to the way that her nipples were against her shirt. She wanted him, and damn it, he wanted her.
They were no longer Rebecca and Jackson but a man and woman.
Reaching out, he pulled her close, and slammed his lips down on hers. At the same time, he turned, and lifted her up onto his desk. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding onto him as he spread her legs, pressing his cock against her fabric covered pussy. Her pajama bottoms were in the way. Jerking a hand down her pajama pants, he pressed a finger to her clit, feeling how swollen it was. She hissed, spreading her thighs even wider.
“You’re so fucking wet,” he said, nipping at her bottom lip. Sucking it in his mouth, he bit down, creating a little pain and relishing her whimper as she gave in. “Take your shirt off.”
“You’re bossy.”
“You want my cock, you’ll do as I say.”
She didn’t argue with him, and pulled her shirt over her head, showing him her tits, and they were a sight to see, big, thrust up against him, with nice large, red nipples.
Leaning forward he took one of those nipples into his mouth, sucking onto a hardened tip.
“Yes, oh, God, yes,” she said. Her fingers sank into his hair, and held him close as he loved her tits. Moving from one nipple to the other, he lathered them with his tongue. One of her hands moved from his chest, down to cup his pants right over his cock.
He was rock hard, and it was painful to be trapped in those pants.
She released a little moan as he pulled back. With his gaze on hers, he removed the belt that was holding them up.
Never leaving her gaze, he lowered his pants, and watched as she just couldn’t resist. He wasn’t a small man. Jackson had been blessed with a nice big cock that he also knew how to use. She wouldn’t be able to think of anyone else for days, maybe even weeks when he was done with her.