Chapter 66
JACK
Something tickles my face, rousing me awake. I open my eyes. The sun peeps through the blinds, bathing the room in a quiet golden glow. Jessi’s head rests on my chest, her breathing slow and steady as she sleeps. Her hair brushes my cheek.
I grin. I would love to wake up this way every morning.
My mind drifts to last night, the best night of my life, and then my stomach flips as a tiny voice reminds me of what could be the outcome of our passion.
It’s strange. I never wanted to be a dad, but with Jessi, everything is different.
I’d be scared out of my mind, but we’d figure it out.
I pray her decision to have sex wasn’t motivated by a lust-filled haze.
I don’t want her to wake up and regret this, and I don’t want her to resent me later.
I sneak out of bed so I don’t wake her. Downstairs, Becky’s already dressed and packed like she is about to head out. Her suitcases sit beside her. “Good morning,” she says.
I pour my coffee. “Good morning to you. You’re leaving already?”
She shrugs. “Yeah. You guys have a lot going on, and I need to get back to prepare for the next show. I’ll be back soon. I’m going to stop by the club and say bye to everyone.”
I take a seat at the island. “Becky, I want to ask Jessi to marry me,” I blurt without much thought.
She drops her purse and pulls out a chair. “Well, that’s one way to say goodbye.” She gasps. “It’s not been very long. I know you really like her, but marriage?”
“I love her.”
“Okay, okay. I talked to Jessi a little bit about this. She wants kids, a white picket fence, the whole thing. She isn’t willing to give that up, so don’t ask her to.”
I rough up my hair as I run my hands through it. “Eh. Pretty sure any chance of me backing down went out the window after last night.”
“What do you mean?”
“She isn’t on birth control.” Confusion fills Becky’s expression, so I go on. “Apparently, we aren’t going to try to prevent anything. If it happens, it happens. And I can’t actually believe I’m saying this, but I’m going to try like hell to make it happen. I want to give her everything.”
Becky jumps up and hugs me. “Oh my god. I’m going to be an aunt? I never thought the day would come! Oh my god!”
I push her back into her seat. “Shh! Jesus. She isn’t pregnant—at least I hope not.”
Becky stands up, grabs her purse, and hops a few steps in excitement. “Well, if that changes, you should probably ask her to get hitched sooner than later.”
“I’m working on it,” I say.
While we wait for her Uber, we discuss her show and her plans for the next one. It’ll be similar to the one here but with a new theme.
Her phone trills. “Ride’s here.”
I give her a hug and make her promise to call me or at least let Jessi know when she gets home.
“I will, Jack. Take care of each other—and stay out of jail.”
“Scout’s honor,” I tease.
I shut the door after her and crawl back into bed. My gaze instantly veers over to the woman next to me. I could watch Jessi sleep forever. She’s so peaceful, but I’m a selfish bastard for wanting breakfast.
I slowly slide under the covers and spread her legs.
I stare at her perfect pussy. I slowly lick her folds, keeping my eyes on her face.
I want to see her as she wakes up to me worshipping her.
I place a little more attention on her bundle of nerves.
That does the trick. She moans my name, and my cock goes rock hard.
I keep sucking and licking. She buries her hand into my hair for more friction. I grab her thighs and tug her closer.
“That’s it, baby,” tell her. “Fuck my face with that pretty pussy. Come for me. You’re my new favorite meal.
” I insert two fingers and pump them in and out.
I apply pressure to her clit with my thumb.
I want a front row view of how pretty her pussy is when she comes. I kiss up the inside of her thigh.
Jessi starts to scream. “Jack, don’t stop! Please, I am going to come. JACKKKK.”
Fuck yes. I love making my girl scream.
She purrs. “MMM! I could wake up like that for the rest of my life.”
I can’t help but hope she means it.
She sits up and crawls toward me. “My turn.”
“You don’t have to. I saw you lying there and you were too appetizing not to eat.”
Her eyes hood as she places her hands on my chest and shoves me onto my back. She grasps my cock in her hand. She spits on the tip and pumps me up and down.
Well, I won’t last long now.
Slowly, she takes me into her mouth, her eyes never leaving mine. Fuck. She looks like this is her favorite thing to do. “Jessi, you are too damn good at this.”
She giggles at the praise then she grabs my hand and puts it on her head, inviting me to fuck her mouth.
She must have a nonexistent gag reflex, because I start fucking her throat with no complaints from her, only perfect enthusiasm.
My orgasm stirs inside me. I am like a twelve-year-old boy with her—unbridled and horny as fuck. I rip her off me.
Her eyebrows narrow. “What’s wrong? Did I do something wrong?”
“Not a chance. You were too good. I was about to shoot my come down your throat. But I want to fill your pussy with it instead.” I bury into her. She screams in pleasure. She is clawing at my back and dragging my head to her in frantic kisses. She is moaning in ecstasy.
She grabs the hair at the nape of my neck and says, “Jack, you feel so good.” Her walls tighten around me, and her come soaks my cock as she milks it.
I flip her onto her stomach, kick her legs out with my knees, and bury myself inside her at another angle. I pump into her harder and harder. “I want you to come again with me. Be a good girl and play with your clit.”
She doesn’t need to be told twice. She bucks under me, writhing and squealing and snaking her hand down to her center. I grip her hair tighter and pound into her harder, faster.
“More, Jack! Harder. Oh God. I’m going to—”
I lay my body flush to her back and guide her face to mine. I kiss up her shoulder and neck, before biting right below her ear. She shrieks and her walls cinch around me again.
“That’s a good girl.” I grunt. “Milk my cock so I can pump every last drop into your needy pussy.” And I thrust hard one more time before filling her.
As we drift down from our blissful haze, I dread having to leave her wet heat, so I trail more kisses along her back and neck. I caress her ear with my nose as I breathe in her scent. “Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?”
She giggles. “You gave me multiple orgasms. I’m better than I have ever been in my life. I’ll say for someone who adamantly does not want children, it sure seems like that’s your goal.”
I slowly pull out of her and roll her toward me.
I prop myself up on my forearm, caress her cheek with my hand, and brush the hair out of her face, then I kiss her forehead, cheek, nose, and mouth.
I love this woman. More than she will ever know.
“It is my goal. I want that with you, Jessi. I mean it.”
I place my hand on her stomach as if she is already pregnant. She rolls forward and kisses me, before we bring the blanket of passion over us again.