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Chapter ten

Shane

H er eyes go wide as she lifts herself up on her elbows, and loudly whispers, “You mean have sex here?”

Which of course makes me smile because if there were people around everyone would know what our intentions were. I make a show of looking around the small lookout that we are on and narrow my eyes back on her, muttering while lowering myself as I lightly brush my lips against hers, “Why not? It’s quiet and no one is around.”

Not wanting to get lost in her kiss just yet, I don’t stay for long. Instead, I make small kisses down her jaw line, down her neck until I reach that sensitive spot right above her collar bone. She lets out a huge breath as if she’s not sure what to think but arches into me, probably not even realizing, just reacting on instinct.

Janae doesn’t answer me nor does she protest so I continue my exploration of her body. The moment I try to slide down to her chest, my foot kicks a rock and I realize how close to the edge we are. Shit, we need to move further back . I can’t have my baby girl getting hurt.

I jump up from my position, searching the area for a better spot. “Wait. What just happened?” she asks stunned as she props herself up.

Still scanning the area, I look over at her, softening my face when I see that she is on the cusp of crying. “Don’t worry, I’m just finding a better spot.” Then, like a buffoon, I stretch out my arms as if I’m getting ready for a fight. “I just need more space to explore you.”

She lets out a laugh and my body relaxes a bit. I didn’t even realize I’d tensed up so much from the idea that I’d hurt her just because I didn’t tell her what I was thinking. I give her a wink, pulling off my shirt, laying it down on the dirty ground so she can have a better place to lay. Sitting down next to it I pat the spot. “Janae, come here.”

I watch as she trembles while getting up from her spot. She slowly walks over to me, swaying her hips with every movement, and it kills me. She has got to know what she’s doing to me. My cock thickens even more under my zipper as I fight myself from scooping her up and into my arms. But it’s important that she comes to me. I want her to feel that she can stop this at any moment. That she’s always the one who is in control, even if I’m the one giving the orders.

When Janae gets to me she surprises me and by the look on her face she knows it too. Instead of sitting next to me, she decides to straddle my lap again. Looking down at her small, soft curvy body that nestles nicely against my large hard one, I can’t help but think to myself, We fit together like two perfect puzzle pieces.

Since I’m not wearing a shirt she has more access to my body and Janae takes advantage. I watch as she uses her fingertips to trace every line on my body, feeling as if I was on fire with every touch. “I love your body,” she mutters so quietly I’m pretty sure that I’m not supposed to even hear her.

Not wanting to break the spell that I’ve seemed to put her under, I don’t let her know I heard her. My fingers twitch at wanting to touch her, and this time instead of fighting it, I do it. Slipping my hands underneath her pink crop top, I take in the heat of her skin, pulling it up and over her head. A gasp leaves me when I see her sitting in front of me in her plain white cotton bra, looking like a goddess.

Not being able to take it this slow any longer, I crash my lips against hers in a fury. We both deepen the kiss as we explore each other. The moment I pop open her bra, I know that everything is going to change, and I can’t wait. The cups of her bra hangs over her breasts, hiding them from me. I take the moment to slow things back down, just for that moment, and pull them down her arms, revealing the most perfect brown nipples I’ve ever seen.

My mouth waters at the sight. Using my hands, I anchor her, leaning her back and taking one of them into my mouth. Swirling my tongue around each of them, Janae runs her hand through my hair and tightens her fingers with every movement.

Not being able to wait any longer, I flip her over onto her back. Her hair is a mess, laid out in a dark brown halo, covered in dirt. But she’s never looked more beautiful.

Releasing her, my hands glide down her body until I get to the waistband of her jeans. Teasing her a bit, I rub my fingers underneath the band for a moment, but Janae is not having that. She moves her hands to her own jeans. “Let me help you,” she breathes out.

Fuck, she must be as impatient as me. I watch as Janae pops open her jeans and tugs them down her legs. It’s the sexiest strip tease I’ve ever seen because it’s her that’s doing it. She only gets to about her knees when I see that she’s struggling some. This time I don’t wait. I grab her jeans and pull them the rest of the way off.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” I tell her. My eyes gaze over her. Her skin has a pink glow from the Vegas lights below us, and I think this is my favorite moment of all time. Even better then the day I was drafted. Or my first football practice.

“Shane. I need you,” she moans.

Not wanting to make her wait any longer, I pull my own jeans off, leaving me in just my boxers. “All of it, Shane. I want to see you,” she demands.

And I’ll never not give her what she wants, so I pull my boxers all the way off, my cock springing forward. “Damn. I could tell you were big, but I didn’t know you were that big,” she gasps. “How is that going to fit?”

“Easy. You were made for me,” I tell her, while I grab the condom out of my pocket. When Janae sees what I’m doing, she shakes her head. “No condom. I have an IUD and I’m clean. I want to feel every bit of that monster.”

“I’m clean too. Honestly, I’ve only been with one other woman and that was my ex-girlfriend,” I inform her.

“Too much talking,” she mumbles as I settle between her legs.

Wrapping my hand around my cock, I jack it a few times while simultaneously rubbing it against the seam of her pussy, her wetness coating the tip. “Janae, you are so fucking wet.”

Her fingers grip the outside of my shoulders, and I can feel her nails dig into my skin when she mumbles, “That’s because you turn me on so much, Shane.”

Those words give me courage and I slowly push my dick into her tight pussy. Feeling her stretch around me, I relish the feeling of how she chokes me with every movement. When I’m finally in all the way, my chest is heaving, trying to hold back from coming just at the feel of her.

“Damn. You are so tight. But do you feel that? How you stretch around me perfectly?” I ask her. She doesn’t answer me at first, just trying to move underneath me. But I want her to understand what she means to me, even after just getting to know each other for a little bit. My hands tighten around her, not allowing either of us move until she answers me.

“Shane. I need you to move,” she wantonly says.

“Not until you tell me that you can feel how perfect we are for each other,” I demand.

Her eyes pop open as she stares into mine, pupils dilated, but she doesn’t say anything else, and a small part of me is doubting everything I’ve felt tonight, that she might walk away from everything. But she changes all of that with just a few words. “Yes. We’re perfect for each other.”

It’s at that moment I couldn’t wait any longer. We both begin to move, our bodies telling each other everything we’ve felt tonight but couldn’t say with words. Making promises to each other under the stars and lights of Vegas.

Her pussy tightens around my cock as her nails rake down my back. “Yeah, baby girl, that’s right. Come on my cock.”

One thing about Janae is she follows directions well because shortly after my words, she does exactly what I told her to do, bringing me along with her.

I hover over as we take in the moment and try to settle our racing hearts. She then grins at me. “That was amazing. Now, you have to take me on a second date.”

I kiss the tip of her nose. “I’m going to be taking you on all your dates.”