I clutch him harder.
“Nothing happens, baby. Trust me...” he says as my eyes fill with tears.
He brings his fingers to my face while I clutch his neck with both hands. My breaths roll faster. And faster. The reality starts fading at the edges, and the ground begins to spin.
I sink my nails into his skin.
“Jaden...” I gasp.
And then I feel his lips.
Warm and silky, scented with the smoky evening. Making love to mine, kissing my panic away, slowing down my blood, and pulling me out of the nightmare.
He lets me breathe through him, slowly bringing me back to calmness. The reality comes back to me with arms wrapped around me and lips pressed against mine.
He kisses me softly and lovingly, giving me the affection I’ve never had.
Tenderly, I kiss him back.
“Jaden...” I murmur against his lips as I taste my first love kiss.
He lets me slip into his world, and there is nothing between us. No time or space or words. No thoughts or fears, or doubts. Only a river of emotions flowing through both of us as we attempt to quench our thirst.
“Please...” I murmur, trembling with need.
Smoothly, he leans against the car and lifts me up, pulling me on him. My knees slide to either side of him. And everything speeds up. My heart, my breaths, the tension growing in his grip.
Trailing my thighs with his fingers, he rides my skirt up while I curl my hands around his shoulders.
Eyes closed, I relish his touch.
My skin vibrates beneath his fingers as he runs his palms over my hips and cups my butt.
Long fingers tug my panties to the side and stroke me between my legs. The reverberation of his touch travels up my spine. I roll my hips to meet his fingers. I also grind against his fly. He’s hard beneath my crotch.
I do it again. And again. He tugs my panties lower.
Cold air sweeps over my flesh, enhancing the sensation coming from his touch. Hands clasped on his shoulders, I lift my hips so he can roll my panties down. His fingers hook inside my neckline and rip my top open. Smoothly, he scoops my breasts out and crashes his lips onto my chest. Squeezing my mounds, he captures a nipple between his lips.
He circles it and licks it, playing with it until I almost come. More heat simmers inside me, the urgency and longing only rising. He nudges me to my knees again and peels the top and bra off completely.
The few buttons fastening my skirt fall victim to his hands, and they end up on the ground when he harshly rips the fabric. A slant of wind brushes my stomach rolling down over my cleft.
I straighten my back and spread my legs, his lips coming to my clit this time. A feast of pleasure ensues.
I’m wet and hot, and he is skilled. My hands slip into his hair, his mouth working my swollen flesh.
Pleasure starts to surge through me when he unfastens his belt and works his fly open, his hand going down his shaft.
One hand grabs me by the waist while the other brings him right against my entrance. I slide down, dripping wet around his length.
His arms close around me as I fit around him like a glove.
“I love it...” I say quietly.
“Me too.”
He twitches inside me, enhancing my pulsing tension.