Chapter Fifteen
Lily
Jackson’s eyes darkened as he watched me standing on the bathmat, oh-so-close to the shower.
“Strip,” he commanded.
I did as he said, slipping out of my clothes. No one had ever seen me naked before, let alone a man as sexy and mature as Jackson, but it didn’t feel bad or wrong. It felt natural, even though I was so nervous. I knew he’d strip me of all my worries, take away all the pain of the day. That’s what he was there for, to take care of me and make me feel better. That’s what he told me.
“Get in,” he said, standing aside in his expansive shower to make way for my entrance. “Christ, you’ve got a beautiful body. Don’t cover yourself up. Never hide what you have, Lily.”
I hadn’t even realized I was doing it, but my arms were crossed over my chest, covering my bare breasts. As the hot water began to rain down on me, I slowly moved my arms away, standing before Jackson in all my naked glory. I felt so small next to him, so vulnerable.
He leaned down and wrapped his arms around me, and fireworks immediately exploded in my body as he pressed his lips to mine. He did it softly at first, tentatively, teasing me and waiting for me to moan my approval. I did just that, begging him to kiss me harder, and he did exactly what I wanted, taking my mouth with his lips, tongue and even his teeth when he softly nipped at my lower lip mid-kiss. I wanted him so bad. Wanted him to teach me everything he knew; show me how to get the most out of our time together.
I knew that time was limited, and it probably couldn’t last between us—people would begin to suspect something eventually, and an upcoming state senator couldn’t be seen with a teenage girlfriend. Then there was also the matter of my father and our shared history. We both knew it was wrong….but god, it felt so right in this moment.
Jackson pulled away and sank to his knees before me, inhaling my mound as his face settled between my legs. “Fuck, baby girl, you make me so hard.”
“I do?” I murmured in response.
“You know you do,” he growled. He looked up at me from where he knelt before me, and our eyes met. In that moment, I felt something tug inside me. This wasn’t just a fling with an expiry date to me, at least not emotionally. I wanted us to last, wanted us to really be something.
Jackson ran a hand up my body, sliding it along my stomach, reaching a palm up to my breasts. At the same time, he pressed his mouth against my slit, and his tongue weaved its way between my folds.
“Oh…” I moaned, immediately filled with warm sensation at the mere flick of his tongue on my clit.
He licked me up and down, snaking an arm around me to keep me steady on the slippery tiles. I parted my legs as far as I could in this standing position, desperate for more, desperate for him to suck my clit until I came.
His tongue was magic; it belonged right here, deep in my folds. It flicked hard and fast, twirling around and around, gaining speed as my legs began to tremble.
“Jackson. I think…it’s too much. I’m going to….”
He pulled away for just a few seconds. “I want you to come, baby girl. Come on my face.”
Then he blew hot air on me, making me squirm before returning his lips to my pussy. I was desperate for him to slide his fingers inside me as he worked his mouth between my legs, but I knew he wouldn’t. I knew he wanted his cock to be the first thing to ever go inside me.
He kept licking and sucking until I began to come completely undone. My body tensed up, and I gripped his shoulders for support. Jackson didn’t stop; he kept right on licking up and down and around my folds. I didn’t ever want to forget this. Didn’t want to forget the first time a man made me come. Didn’t want to forget how freaking amazing it felt.
“Oh, god,” I cried, almost buckling against him. “Yes…yes…”
As I caught my breath, Jackson ran his tongue up my stomach and over my breasts until he was at his full height again, towering above me.
“Tell me what that was like, baby girl,” he commanded.
“It was amazing,” I said, legs still trembling. “I thought….thought I was floating. Right off a cliff. But in a good way.”
He smiled. “There’s more where that came from.”
“Do you want me to get out now? So we can…” I stopped mid-sentence, and I knew he caught my drift.
“No. We’ll stay,” he said. “Things can sometimes get a bit messy the first time. The hot water will help.”
Then he kissed me again, and I tasted the sweet tang of my own body on his lips. The kiss wasn’t so hard this time. It was warm and gentle. Jackson’s cock was another story, though. It was nestled right between us, and it was as hard as a rock.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” he asked, lips teasing the shell of my ear now.
I nodded. “I’ve never been more ready. Show me, daddy,” I whispered. “Teach me what it’s like.”
He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I let out a squeal as he picked me up in his big strong arms like I weighed nothing at all. My back was pressed up against the cold tiles of the shower wall now, but I barely registered the cool sensation on my skin. I felt the head of Jackson’s cock pressing against my entrance as my legs wrapped around him, and I stared into his eyes, barely able to breathe from the anticipation.
And then he was in me, sliding ever-so-slowly into my pussy. I knew I was wet from when he made me come with his mouth, but I could still feel how tight and narrow I was. My eyes squeezed shut as he slowly pushed in, and his eyes darkened with concern. “Are you okay, baby girl? Does it hurt?”
“Just…just a bit,” I replied in a strained voice. “But now it’s almost gone….oh! Are all men this big?”
“Only me,” he said with a grin. “Only your daddy.”
He pressed in further, and I groaned as the small stinging pain subsided. “Ohh…it feels better when you’re all the way inside.”
“Baby girl, I’m not even all the way in,” Jackson replied. He rocked his hips against me, careful to keep me supported on the tiles, and I closed my eyes and moaned as he went deeper still.
His groin bumped up against me with each movement as he began to thrust in and out, and it rubbed up on my clit in a way that made me want to cry out already. I relished the sensation of being so utterly filled up while having my clit stimulated, knowing that there could never be anything better than this.
Just as I was beginning to build to another climax, Jackson thrust harder inside me, hitting some spot on my front wall, and my eyes flew open. “Oh, yes!”
“I knew you’d like that,” he grunted, thrusting harder. “Take it all, baby girl.”
I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming, but then Jackson began moving harder and faster, and I broke apart. He was thrusting in and out, in and out, so nice and fast, and I clung to his shoulders as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me.
The possessive look in Jackson’s dark gaze as he watched me come triggered more waves of pleasure within me. A few more strokes and a convulsive shudder racked his powerful body. “Christ, you’re so tight,” he groaned. “You’re not on birth control, are you?”
“I am. For my skin,” I gasped. “You can come in me, daddy.”
“Jesus fuck,” he replied. “You always know exactly what to say.”
Breathing heavily, face damp with a mixture of sweat and shower water, he grunted again and then came deep inside me. I felt the warm spurts pulsing in there, and then he carefully put me down on the tiles, letting the water wash away our sins. I looked down to see his cum leaking down between my thighs. There was a small amount of blood there too, but it soon mixed with the water and ran down the drain, never to be seen again.
“Are you okay, Lily?” Jackson asked, gazing down at me.
I nodded. “Yes,” I replied. “Thank you for showing me how amazing it can be.”
His lips curled into a grin. “Oh, baby. That was just the start of what we’re going to be doing together. You haven’t seen anything yet. So just you wait…”