We step inside and I immediately see Kendall, she’s up and out of her chair, and the both of us are practically running toward one another. We collide into a hug, both of us squealing with happiness.
“You’d think they weren’t talking to each other on the phone this morning or they didn’t see each other earlier this week,” Declan says to Jake as the shake hands. Kendall and I pull away from each other.
“Your jealousy is showing,” Kendall jokes to him, before making her way back to Declan’s side. His hand clasps her hip, something she told me he’s always done. These guys they have their nuisances.
“Should we take our seats?” Jake suggests, I shrug my shoulders and saunter away from him, letting him see my bare back, this dress is more daring then I’d usually wear. I found it awhile back on one of the rare shopping trips I was able to take on my own. The dress is a dark red, the front has a deep V, much like the back, and the slit is over my right leg. I hear Jake’s sharp intake of breath. He has no idea what he has instore for him tonight.
Kendall takes her place beside Declan, but across from me. The two of us start gabbing about the latest episode of reality television we’re binge watching when we get a few spare moments and the kids are napping.
“Ahem,” Declan clears his throat. “The reason Jake and I brought you two here, besides to eat and drink that is. The four of us are going on vacation, it’s not for a long time either. We know the two of you, as well us men can’t stand to be away from them. Anyways, the house in Aruba is sitting empty, both sets of Grandparents offered to watch the kids for an extended weekend. How does that sound to you?”
“Pinch me,” I tell Kendall placing my arm across the table.
“No way! You’ll pinch back, this is real. Declan wouldn’t say this just to tease us,” she squeezes my hand in reassurance.
“Okay then, when, how long, are you sure the grands are ready for this?” I fire off my questions.
“I’m positive, baby,” his hand goes under the table, finding the slit in my dress, and running his fingertips toward my panties. I squeeze my legs shut, to stop him, even when I don’t really want to.
“We leave in two weeks, on a Thursday, we’ll return the following Monday, and we’ll take the jet of course. Does that give you two enough time to go shopping while us men hold the fort down next Saturday?” Declan jokes.
“I can’t wait,” I tell Jake, he leans over, kissing me lightly.
Our night is full of fun, wine, and food. When it’s over, it’s bittersweet, though I’m much more excited for what’s to come when we get home, I’m slightly tipsy as Jake leads me out to our vehicle. Declan and Kendall left earlier than us, both of them wanting to get home to relieve Declan’s parents, but I know the truth. Those two are as bad as us when it comes to sneaking off to have some alone time.
“Come on, Rissa, let’s get you home so I can fuck you up against the wall. Would you like that, me sliding inside you as soon as we get home?” he asks, leaving me breathless, achy, and needy as he shuts the door, before getting into the driver’s seat. I don’t give him a chance to buckle his seatbelt or start the car. I go for broke, straddle his waist, and when I do that, he sees what I’m not wearing underneath.
“All night like this? I should paint your ass red,” his fingers graze my slit, before plunging one finger inside of me, my head drops down on a moan before I become cognizant of what I could be doing.
Jake sees what I’m after and he helps me, by unbuckling his belt one handed, then I unbutton his pants, going after the zipper next. Imagine my surprise when he’s commando too. My grip is firm around his thick length, “Please, Jake, I need you so badly,” I moan.
His finger disappears from my sheath, and he slams me down on his length. In one, powerful thrust he’s deep inside me. Jake pulls my dress down until his lips surround by my nipple, and the two of us are close to coming, in the parking lot of a restaurant, neither of us caring if we get caught. Our want for each other is that indescribable.
“Come for me, Rissa,” Jake demands, as he bites down on my nipple. It causes me to squeeze his shoulders as my pussy convulses around his thick cock, feeling him come deep inside me.
“I love you,” I gasp.
“I love you, baby. So, fucking much, and I can’t wait for our weekend away,” he murmurs. The two of us sit in each other’s arms, until we calm down, and before we head back home to continue our night of passion.