Page 45 of June: Jess' Story

“More than anything, Jess.” I grab her hips and push her down on my lap so she can feel how much I want this.Needthis. She holds my face in both her hands and then reciprocates the claiming kiss of earlier in her own way. Her tongue seeks, her teeth nip, she sucks me in and I imagine soon she’ll be sucking my cock like that and…now.Need her right fucking now.

“Jess…don’t have any condoms.”Please, please.

“On birth control. Clean.”

“Same,” I say, reaching out, undoing the top button of her jean shorts. When it doesn’t immediately give way, I rip the thick denim, eliciting a raspy gasp from Jess.

“I’ll buy you new ones,” I say, then kiss her as I force the zipper open. She stands quickly, removing sandals, jeans, and her innocent-looking white cotton undies, but then climbs back over to finish undoing my belt, then unbuttoning and releasing my strained jeans.

I lift my hips, letting them slide down, and she pushes my briefs with them as I do. My cock springs free, and there’s that little sigh again. At the sound, a bead of precum releases. I think for a second she might lean down and lick it away, but she changes direction and with a hand on my chest, she positions herself over me.

Yes, fuck.

She leans forward and starts placing kisses up my neck until eventually she’s pulling my ear into her mouth. Just as the tip of my head hits the apex between her thighs, she whispers, “You’re cock is so fucking beautiful.” And at the same time she pushes down on me, I lift my hips thrusting into her. And my cock is nothing compared to the sight in front of me.

Jess is picture-perfect perfection. Her olive skin against her white tank top and button down that’s started sliding off one shoulder, and the hair I’ve dreamt of bounces as she comes to a stop at the root of my dick. I’m staring at her because this…this is fucking new. It’s a new feeling fueling this need to keep her. Claim her. Mark her. Maim her. Anything that says, “Alex Palomino was here,” when she’s walking around tomorrow.

With a hand still firmly gripping her hip, I pull her towards me, dragging her clit against my lower abdominals. “Your skin is so fucking beautiful and all I want to do is ruin it.” I lean forward, catching her neck and sucking her in. When I do, I feel her clench. My girl likes this, fucking wants it.

“Where do you want me to leave my mark, Jess?” I move her hips back and forth against my pelvis. The slightest of pants hits her lips when I push her back and forth again.

She immediately starts discarding her button down, then her tank, revealing brown nipples through a semi-sheer bra.Need. Fucking need.I continue to drag her back and forth across my dick.

“My tits, Alex. Mark me.” I want so badly to tell her,“Baby, you’ve made my whole fucking life.”

Instead, I say, “These perfect fucking tits? I’d be honored.” Before I do, I pull her face down to mine, feasting on her sweet taste. When I release her, I keep one hand on a hip, which affords me a half handful of her ass while my other squeezes between us, palming her round globes through her bra. Then I place my hot tongue against the sheer fabric and press against her pebbled nipple.

Her head falls back and her pussy clenches.

I make quick work of unfastening her bra and then my mouth is engulfing one of her breasts, sucking her in. I’m palming one breast while I mark her other. And I go back and forth, continuing to gently thrust into her as she rides me.

The more marks I leave and the harder I go, the rougher she rides. I don’t know if she’s being quiet because we’re out in the open, but there’s nothing for show here. She’s just enjoying the fuck out of my cock, and I’ve never been happier.

“So close,” she whispers with a sigh. My dick swells and with a hand fully gripping her ass cheek, I pull her closer, I make my abdomen a fucking washboard she can ride her clit against, and she does. I only lift and swivel my hips slightly, hitting a spot and she fucking loses it. I grab her face by the chin and tilt her head down to look at me, and she does.

I watch this beautiful face turn from bliss to shock and delight, to eventually, what I think looks a lot like love.Love.

I slam her tight little cunt back down around me and I pulse and spill. And when I pull her body tighter against me, she comes undone again. Her eyes rolling back, her hands clenching my pecs.

“You ride me so fucking well, Jess, Uh.” I thrust again, letting every ounce of what I have fill her.Take it, baby. It’s fucking yours. All of it.

Jess shivers and her nipples turn taut against the cool breeze off the lake, and I only need 30 seconds before I’ll be hard again.

I lean forward to place a kiss on my girl's mouth, but she pulls away from meslightly, leaning back, my semi-hard cock, my seed still filling her body.

Gut feeling starts screaming at me.Don’t like this. Do not like this.

In a quiet, gentle voice, she says, “I’m not interested in being somebody’s bump in the road, Alex. No matter how much I wish I could be that for you.”Pain. It hits deep, somewhere around the seventh or eighth rib.

I don’t know how to tell her sheisthe bump in the road because she’s the whole fucking road. She’s my path. Always has been. Everyone else was just a fucking pit stop. She’s the beginning and the end, and I’d ride her as long as my journey on earth lasts.

It didn’t matter the destination. It was her. Every road led back to her.

I don’t know how to tell her that,thisjust sealed it for me. How could she think that’s just something I give away to anyone? It’s never like this. Never face to face, mouth on mouth, leaving my marks.

“Maaaa,”followed by a cry, echoes from my pants and I retract my hands from her body. She slides off me, dressing quickly while I fish the monitor out of my pants and hold it out for her. She takes it, finds her way back to the lit stairs, and leaves me sitting there with nothing but enough material to fill my nightmares until my dying day.

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