Chapter 9
KELLAN
Someone is mapping potholes on the alternate route to my house along the western road. We’ve all been watching the app to see where things are being recorded and what areas still need coverage. This lets me know that a certain beautiful woman is on her way to me.
Jenna doesn't seem surprised that I'm standing out on the porch when she arrives. She jumps out of the car, waving her phone at me and laughing. “Stalking me on your app?”
"Can't we say that I was just checking to see if people are using it?"
"Sure. That sounds less creepy." She pulls a large tote bag out of the back seat. "Speaking of stalking… Would it be okay if I spent the night?"
I'm already taking the bag from her. "Of course, baby. Who’s stalking you?" I hope her light tone means it’s nothing serious.
She must see the tension in my eyes because she places her hand heavily in the center of my chest. "Stand down, soldier. It's just my stepfather. He's driving my mother to visit my aunt under the guise of being worried about her on these back roads."
I nod. "You think he's actually checking up on you?"
She sighs audibly. "Did I mention that he owns a small tech company? He's basically an IT guy for small businesses and sells computers, which is great. But he likes to pretend to Mom that he's some cutting-edge developer."
My eyes roll dramatically. "I know the type. Hold on."
I take her bag inside, then grab some keys. "We’ll put your car in the garage and park the Jeep in front of it." I hand her a keyring. "You can use the Jeep if you have to go anywhere, and nobody will recognize the car. Simple."
Her eyes light up. "You're amazing. Thank you for understanding."
We swap the vehicles around and I leave a ball cap on the front seat of the Jeep. "Wear that if you have to go downtown. It’s not much of a disguise, but better than nothing."
We go inside and I head straight for the kitchen to put on some coffee. "Do you need to work for a bit, or do you want to drive around and play Spot the Pothole again?"
“I’m done work for the day.” Jenna stops me on my way to the coffeemaker, placing her hands on my chest as she looks up at me with a soft smile. "Thank you," she murmurs.
"For…?"
"For instantly being on my side. Nobody's ever done that before."
Damn, that breaks my heart. "Baby, it's all good." I cuddle her to my chest, rubbing her back as we rock slightly. "I'm never going to let anyone make you feel uncomfortable."
Jenna’s jittery mood dissipates as we make burgers together, then go for a slow, romantic walk around the property. By the time we return to the house, it's grown dark, so we make a quick dinner then get settled out on my back porch.
She laughs as she checks out the large futon. "Is this a bed or a sofa?"
"I like napping outside," I chuckle. "Plus, it's great for reading. Sometimes working, too. I'll alternate between pacing while I'm on a call and sprawling out here to stretch my back."
We lie down and get comfortable, staring across the forest at the last streaks of sunset.
"Hey," I drawl as she snuggles against my chest. "In case you ever go for a walk while you're here, there are some easy little trails that start at that corner of the back yard.
" I point. "There is a tall, spiked fence all the way around the property.
The only break is a locked gate at the back corner, and the driveway where we came in, which has cameras on it. "
Jenna smiles. "So what you're really telling me is that we’re totally alone?"
"Exactly."
Her eyebrow arches. "As in…from prying eyes…in case we were in the mood to get comfortable right here outside?”
"Mmmaybe."
Her fingertips wander in a slow circle around the center of my chest. "I think I like it here outside, surrounded by the trees."
"Good."
Our lips meet in a tender, gentle kiss, then I murmur, "I loved it when my face was between your thighs. May I do that again?"
She holds my gaze for a moment, then slowly nods.
"I'm not in a rush or anything," I continue gently. "I just really like making you feel good."
Her teeth sink into her bottom lip for a second. "What about you, though? Maybe I'd like to make you feel good."
"That’s up to you. But first… May I eat you for dessert?"
Jenna laughs at the cheesy line, and the way my eyebrows bounce up and down.
I flip her onto her back, then slowly pull off her shoes, jeans, and pink cotton underwear. I drop into position, spreading her legs as I settle between them.
Jenna props herself up with a cushion, and I'm stunned by her expression – not just how beautiful and vulnerable she looks, but also the way her lovely eyes sparkle every time she looks at me.
A surge of pride fires through my heart as I consider how much she is coming to trust me. How I think she's realizing that I'm never going to let her down but will always put her first.
Jenna isn't just my baby. She's…mine.
Opening her thighs wider, I stare at her delicate pink pussy, swallowing hard.
Just the sight of her sends all my blood south, thickening my shaft as it tries to rise, bending uncomfortably in my jeans.
Obviously, I will wait as long as she wants before she touches me, but the chance I might come in my pants before that happens is… not zero.
I slowly drag my palms up her inner thighs and settle in, breathing across her delicate skin. My mouth finds her clit instantly, licking an abstract pattern across the surface while my fingertips flutter along her outer folds, then her inner lips.
Jenna’s blinking slows as my thick middle finger circles her entrance gently before dipping inside.
Her breathing becomes shallow, the front of her t-shirt rising and falling, making me wish she was completely naked so I could watch her breasts too.
For now, my breath just puffs across her pussy as I lick and stroke.
Her round, firm ass squirms slightly, then her head jerks up when an owl hoots, flitting from one treetop to the next.
"Is it weird that the birds are watching us?" Jenna gasps.
"Not at all. This is the most natural thing in the world.”
My head falls forward as I lose myself in the bliss of her warm, wet pussy.
My fingers rub gently through her valley as she grows slippery, then my finger glides inside.
After several strokes, I slowly add a second finger.
Jenna whimpers, squirming a little again, her eyes becoming unfocused as she hums a faint moan.
"I can't wait to feel you come, baby. I want to taste your juices. Want to feel you let go."
She nods eagerly, a glint in her eye.
"You like the way your pussy grips my fingers so tightly?"
She nods again.
“You think someday maybe…" I lick hard and fast several times. "We'll see if my cock fits right here?"
This nod is even more definite.
"Think about that when you come, baby. Think about how hard I'm going to kiss you when I'm deep inside you, right…here…"
She lets out a long, low moan as I pump two fingers quick and deep. My tongue flutters across her clit, hungrily pulling at her skin, trying to ignite every nerve. Her delicate hands grip the back of my head, pulling, encouraging me to lick harder.
I maintain my speed and pressure, watching in fascination, studying Jenna's subtle movements as her stomach hollows when it tightens. Her hips stop shifting, and her shoulders roll forward.
Her lovely lips open with a gasp, then another moan, finally a sputtering, shaky cry. Her entire body rattles as the climax takes hold. Jenna is breathtakingly gorgeous as she comes, letting go completely and twitching through her release.
Once she collapses back against the bed, I extract my fingers and lick them clean, then let my tongue slowly meander around her entrance. I plunge deep several times, then force myself to pull back, kissing my way up her body until I reach her lips.
This kiss is different. Almost desperate. Jenna clings to me, half rolling on top of me as her hips grind against mine, her thigh flinging over my hip. Still breathless, she pulls away to look deep into my eyes.
She bites her lip for a long moment, then spits it all out in a frantic whisper. "I've been on the pill for a year and I didn't know if I'd ever find someone who was worth it but you totally are and I need you and I want you and…please…now?"
I caress her hip lazily. Inside, my heart is jumping for joy. "If you want me, baby, I'm all yours. I'm going to make you think it through for at least two minutes, though."
Jenna pouts through a slight giggle. “What for?”
My eyebrow raises. "You know how you're not supposed to swim right after eating, or make any major decisions when you've been drinking?
I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to decide to sleep with someone for the first time when you're still shaking from an orgasm. Like, they did studies and everything."
Jenna’s head falls back as she laughs, running her hand through the back of my hair. Then she grins.
"Okay, at least let me see this famous tattoo on your back while we wait the last minute and a half?"