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He continues holding and caressing my thighs, working me up, driving me into complete insanity. I want him so badly to move his fingers to my inner thighs.

“I’m just doing whatever you want me to do… I’ve been so goddamn hard all fucking day just looking at you…” I swallow my gasp at hearing his admission, “…and you’re not stopping me, so I'm just seeing how far I can get.” Then he dips his head.

Chuckling against my neck, his lips barely dancing against my skin. My head tilts back on its own accord to give him better access. That’s when I feel the warm wetness of his tongue gliding across my heated skin.

And my moans slip free, filling the room.

“Do you even have a boyfriend, Ellie? I'm going with no, by the way you’re responding to my touch.”

I release a shaky breath. “Just shut up.”

I brush off his comment. I don’t care if he thinks I’m actually dating someone or not.

His cocky chuckling pisses me off, heating my body even more.

Right now, I only have one thing on my mind .

I wrap my hands behind his neck, pulling him closer and grind my greedy pussy against him, willing his hands closer, needing release that only he can give me.

The feel of his warm mouth against my neck makes me wish his lips were wrapped around my throbbing clit, sucking and bringing me to heaven like he’s done in the past.

My pussy drips, moisture soaking through my leggings.

“Oh, god.” I moan, needing more.

Jaydon chuckles at my neediness. “That's right, Peachy. I knew you wanted this.” He nips along my neck and ear, releasing moans I never thought I’d hear from him again.

He wants this just as bad as I fucking do.

He's hard as fuck. I can feel him through his jeans, his dick nestled right against my center.

Fuck.

This is a horrible idea.

But I only ever seem to have bad ideas.

And those bad ideas always include him.

I reach between us and unbutton his jeans, then he quickly unzips them and slides them down, kicking them off to the side. He lines back up with my wet core, pulling me back in close.

I desperately want his lips on mine.

He must read my mind because a second later, his hand is wrapped in my hair, and his lips crash into mine.

His tongue slips past my lips, and he tastes so fucking good.

I grind my throbbing pussy against his barely clothed dick.

The thin fabric between us lets me feel his rigidness, his warmth.

He's hitting that perfect spot, the one that’s going to make me fall and shatter into a million pieces.

And it doesn’t take long because with the taste of his lips and his strong arms wrapped around me, I can feel myself already on the brink of falling.

I pull back, trying to catch my breath, my nose still smashed against his, “I'm about to come…” I moan the words as he grinds his dick against me harder this time, “oh, god.”

His strong hand wrapped tightly in my hair yanks my head back, his tongue slowly trailing down my throat, “It’s not God that’s doing this to you, so you better say my fucking name, Peachy.”

I grab his hair in my hands, just barely, it's almost too short, and force his face back up to mine. “Just fucking kiss me, Jaydon.”

His hands roam my body and his thick dick grinds against my spandex covered clit. I wish I were bare against him. His movements become faster and faster until we are both panting through open-mouthed kisses.

I begin to fall, screaming out his name, “Jay, oh god… Jay! ”

“Come for me, Baby,” he growls the words before swallowing my moans, grunting, and following me right over the edge.

Our breathing settles, and I realize he’s still hard between us, nestled tightly against me. His strong arms stay wrapped around me, holding me, and I can still feel his racing heartbeat against my chest.

What the fuck have we done?

You would think I would have learned my lesson, but no, my defenses just fucking crumble when he's near me.

Looking between us we’re a soaked mess, and I'm so fucking embarrassed I let myself fall that easily.

I cover my face with my hands, “What the fuck did we just do?”

I feel his body shake with laughter.

Asshole.

“Well,” he says, his voice smug, “I'm pretty sure it’s called dry humping, although there was nothing dry about this situation.”

Heat spreads across my cheeks.

“Oh, my fucking god!” I need to get away from him, how fucking embarrassing.

I shove at his muscular chest, trying to slide down off the counter, but his hands shoot out, grabbing my wrists.

“Where do you think you're going?”

“I’m going to my room, to lock myself in… this was such a fucking mistake. ”

His lips twitch in amusement. “Why are you acting like this?”

I twist my arms trying to break free, but his large hands tighten, holding me in place. “Because this shouldn’t have happened, this is fucking embarrassing. We should have never done this… and I need to go clean up.”

“Hmm, well, you looked like you were enjoying yourself to me.”

I hang my head, I can't fucking look at this asshole, his dimples popping with the smirk on his face.

“Ugh, Jaydon, please let me go.”.

He releases my hands and steps back. “All you had to do was ask nicely.”

“This isn’t fucking funny, oh my god, I haven’t even been here for a day, and I already want to move out.”

His eyes crease with silent laughter, “I knew I would make you come again, but I thought it would be at least a week before I had you screaming my name.”

“Fuck you, Jaydon, this is not funny.” He pisses me off with his cocky smirk looking sexy as hell, but I'm just mostly pissed at myself for letting it get that far.

“Oh, Peachy, don’t worry about it. Just think of it as paying me back for helping you.” If looks could kill, he would damn sure be dead right now. He thinks this shit is so fucking funny.

He knows I’m just putty in his fucking sinful hands .

I jump down off the counter and flip him off, walking towards the stairs.

“You know you can't resist my charm, Ellie, and it didn’t even take alcohol this time.”

I can still hear his smug laughter in the kitchen as I climb the stairs in shame. Now I'm going upstairs to try to wash off all my mistakes in the scorching hot shower.