Chapter 13
Cole
Any desire to be a gentleman dies as I turn back around.
The invitation to see her half or fully naked is far too tempting to ignore.
The tension has been building all day and it’s reaching the breaking point.
Jessamine smirks once I’m fully facing her.
I’ve never seen so much seduction in a smile but my cock gets the message.
It’s almost surreal that we’re here. She’d gone from a nameless mystery woman to the woman who walked in slow-motion through all of my jerk-off fantasies. Now, she’s removing her bra while the fire licks her with an amber glow. Damn, she’s the personification of temptation.
I inhale and exhale slowly to tamp down my arousal. I’ve never had a dream girl before her so being seduced by my dream woman could create a one minute situation that would cause me to never forgive myself.
Her bra hits the ground and I move forward, mesmerized like her body is a powerful siren song only I can hear. Full, perky breasts with dark brown nipples beg for my attention.
The moment I reach touching distance, her hands splay my abdomen.
“Let’s lose the shirt, Cole.” Her nails tease my skin as she pushes up my shirt.
Taking over, I quickly shed the layer, not wanting her out of my sight for long. I drop my shirt in time to see her tuck her thumb into the waist of her underwear. Springing into action, I move closer and pull her flush against me.
“Allow me to handle those.”
Our lips meet again, feeding me her sweetness and a hint of wine. The press of her naked torso against mine is exquisite. My hands slide down her back and gather two generous handfuls of her ass.
I love how her hands roam me like she’s dying to discover every part of me. I take a step towards the tent and Jessamine climbs my body to wrap her legs around my waist. It’s hot the way she goes after what she wants especially when it’s me.
She starts teasing and nipping at my neck when I break the kiss to find our bearings. The ways she rubs her body against mine inspires several erotic scenes in my head as I guide us into the tent. I’m happy that I sprung for the larger tent and a queen-sized tent mattress.
I lay her down on the soft surface and reluctantly break contact with Jessamine. She watches as I start removing my shoes and socks. I shed my jeans quickly, leaving myself in my boxer briefs.
Jessamine lies back, looking like the kind of gift that I’ve wished for my entire life. She squirms a little as I start sliding her underwear down her body. Never have I ever anticipated a reveal as much as I do now.
I'm not surprised to discover that she's bare. Her swimsuits and other outfits are too tiny for any other option.
She opens her legs wider, revealing all to me. I settle between her legs and run my hands up her inner thighs, teasing her with my slow movements. I don’t want to miss a moment.
Her hips buck when I slide my fingers up her slit, testing her wetness. My dick aches from the need to be inside of her. It's all so fucking dreamlike. I continue moving my hands up her body, itching to feel every inch of her.
She arches her back when my lips connect with one of her pert nipples.
I switch between both breasts sucking one while teasing the other with my thumb until she’s moaning my name and tugging at my hair.
When our lips meet again, the kiss is hot and hungry.
It’s wild like we’re in heat incapable of parting until we’re satiated.
Her nails trace down my back and I never thought it felt erotic until now. Everything Jessamine does is arousing. She wraps her legs around me, pulling me closer. I grind against her as I suck on her bottom lip. I catch her hands when she tries to remove my underwear and pin them above her head.
“We have all night.” I caution her.
“Cole,” she whines. “Please don’t leave me hanging.”
I can feel the frustration in her words. It’s the same I felt watching her damn near daily. I would never leave her sexually frustrated or unsatisfied.
“I won’t,” I tease her bottom lip with my thumb. “I just don’t want it to be over before it starts.”
“Then we’ll just do it again.”
I smile against her lips before I steal another kiss. “That would be a terrible first impression.”
I move to her side while keeping her hand pinned above her head with my left hand. I trace her collarbone with my free hand and kiss her temple while my hand continues to explore. She arches into my palm when I cup one of her breasts.
“You are my real-life fantasy.” I pause to pepper kisses along her jaw as my fingers trail down her abdomen. “Disappointing you is the last thing I want to do.”
Jessamine’s head falls to the side, giving me access to her neck. I suck on her pulse point as I grab her inner thigh. Every sound she makes fuels me to keep going.
“I need your pussy dripping wet so you can take all of me like a good girl.” Her aroused sigh is followed by a low hum in her throat as my fingers press against her opening without penetration. “I want you thoroughly satisfied.”
We both moan when I slip a finger inside of her.
She’s hot, wet, and tight. I recapture her mouth as I pump my finger in and out.
I swallow the sounds of her mewling as I work to learn what I can about her pleasure.
After adding a second finger, I slow down the pumping of my fingers so I can savor the feeling.
Jessamine opens her legs further and rocks her hips to meet my fingers. Her head falls back as she focuses on chasing the high my fingers are promising her. I study the feel of her and concentrate on the things that make her breath catch.
“Yes, baby. Just like that. Show me what makes you cum.”
Feeling her walls clench me while hearing her moans and the wet noises my fingers make in her pussy, has me achingly hard.
Jessamine breaks apart and there is something so sexy and intimate about witnessing it under the stars as the firelight makes her glow.
I’ve teased us long enough. I feel her eyes on me as I strip out of my underwear and retrieve a condom from my bag.
While sex wasn’t my expectation when I invited her out with me, I packed to be ready for all outcomes.
I’m so glad I did because I would have beat myself up over such a missed opportunity.
It’s possible that Jessamine brought her own set of condoms, but those wouldn’t have fit.
I won’t act like I have the world’s biggest dick but I’m not a standard fit.
I settle between her legs once more while opening a condom, Jessamine stares at my dick that is happily greeting her. I watch for a reaction as I slide it into place. Feeling a semi-erection and seeing me fully erect are two different things.
It hasn’t happened often, but some women have either changed their mind or put on a brave face and proceeded with caution.
Jessamine, however, sits up and pulls me into the kind of kiss that has me feeling like a giddy teen who just won over his crush.
I am happy that her passion for me hasn’t changed.
I tell my anxiety to shut the hell up as she pulls me down on top of her.
She arches her hips in a silent order that demands I stop delaying.
Reaching between us, I line myself up and press into her slowly, retreat a little, and then press forward to feed her another inch. She grips me so damn well but I concentrate on not cuming until I give her all of me.
Her walls pulse around me, massaging me in the most titillating way possible as I breathe deep to calm myself down.
“Are you okay?” I ask, once I remember to check in with her.
Jessamine’s hands find their way into my hair and the near possessive way she holds the back of my head guarantees I’ll be obsessed with her.
“More than okay,” she whispers with her lips near my ear.
Her words are breathy like I’m giving her ultimate pleasure although I haven’t moved yet. I shift slightly, intent on giving her body time to adjust and am surprised to feel her walls convulsing on me as her body shivers.
“Fuck,” she moans as she cums.
My surprise turns into amusement. “And here I thought I’d be the one to cum too fast.”
She doesn’t respond immediately as she rides out the wave.
“That is the beauty of women, you can keep going.”
“Touche. Let me know if I go too deep.”
She giggles like it’s impossible but I have received an entire lecture from a past lover about bumping her cervix.
Fuck. She’s even wetter and it feels so damn good as I begin pumping in and out.
I watch her intently for unspoken signs of discomfort but pure bliss is all I can see in the fire light.
I relax a little, pushing past some of the limitations I’ve been given in the past only to increase her pleasure.
Her ability to handle me is the sexiest thing I’ve ever experienced. My senses are all attuned to this moment. The feel of our bodies rubbing together, the sound of her wetness accepting every thrust, her soft sighs, scent of fire and her aroused body. Everything heightens this experience for me.
With one hand, I lace our fingers together and pin it above her head. She wraps her legs around me, continuing to encourage me to keep going. Pleasure floods my body.
“So fucking good,” I rasp. “Very good, baby. You take my dick so well.” I run my tongue up the side of her neck then nip at her jaw. “I’m so fucking proud of you.”
Her only response is to whimper while she shudders a little. The nails of her free hand dig into my shoulder. I swivel my hips slightly to test a different sensation and am quickly rewarded.
“Cole!” Jessamine cries out. “It’s like I feel you everywhere.”
I nip and suck on her neck, not caring if I’m leaving a mark. “Tell me if it’s too much.”
Her head falls back as she grinds against me. “It’s perfect.”
I feel as if part of me just fell for her. “Good. That’s all I want.”
“What?”
“To make you feel good.”
I run a hand along her hip, squeezing it as I grind into her. My movements become jerky as I’m getting closer to my own release. I’m torn between wanting to be inside of her all night and needing the release. My desire for her makes me feel high of the rush I’m getting from this moment.
Slowing down, I drop my forehead on hers as I rock my hips to create the friction I need.
The familiar heat floods my body and pulls a satisfied groan out of me as my dick spurts to fill the condom.
Jessamine shudders like the sensation of me cuming is giving her pleasure.
Still hard, I thrust into her a few more times while we make out leisurely.
I want her to cum for me again but don’t want to be greedy. Resigned, I prepare to pull out but she clings to me like she also doesn’t want it to end. Even if we were to go again, I’d need a fresh condom but that isn’t my motivation for moving.
“I don’t want you to be too sore,” I explain as I roll to the side. My dick misses her already. Her sigh tells me she was close. I have a little time before I go completely soft so I do the next best thing. “I love when you cum for me,” I tell her as I slip my hand between her legs.
Her clit is still hard from arousal, and as I thought, a few rubs as I nibble on her neck sent her right into orbit.
As much as I love making her moan my name, there is something so special about the silent releases.
It’s almost like it feels too good to share with others.
Her eyes are closed and her mouth is open as she breaks apart for me.
Jessamine is special and I vow to make her feel as such.