Chapter Five

Kat

“Beth, I’m really not sure about this,” I complained, biting my lip while I eyed the sexy lingerie she held. “We’re having dinner.”

“You really think you’ll make it to dinner?” Beth laughed. “You’ll be lucky to get through the door before he’s on you.”

My belly fluttered with nerves. “I think I like the idea that he wants me.”

“You really need to open your eyes. I’ve been telling you for months that he wants you, but, of course, you got hung up on the age difference and wouldn’t listen but you need to right now. He. Wants. You...Badly. And you are going to be fucked the minute he gets his hands on you.” She finished and smirked. “I know these things.”

Tossing the flimsy garment at me, Beth batted her eyes and then smirked as she left the room.

Inhaling, I picked up the pale grey babydoll, letting the silky fabric run between my fingers. Jesse had warned me that I’d be staying over, and I didn’t have a problem with that, although I was nervous. I’d only ever known one man in the way that Jesse wanted to know me. It had been awkward that first time with Mike—it had always been awkward—and I wasn’t as skinny as I once was. What would Jesse think of the forty-four year old body once he got me naked?

I needed to shake off my lack of confidence and go for it. I believed he wanted me, and I certainly wanted him in a way I hadn’t wanted anyone before.

“I can do this!” I snapped, determined to take what I wanted so badly from Jesse. I just hoped he didn’t break my heart because I feared he’d already worked his way into it.

My heart pounded at the thought of having my hands on the sexy man. I jumped up and headed into the bathroom, tossing the silky garment onto the hook on the wall.

The stream of warm water cascading over me caused my body to pulse with desire. As I coated my hands with shower gel, I imagined the touch on my torso was Jesse’s. That it was his larger hands cupping my breasts, his thumbs rubbing my nipples, making them tight buds. The hands moved lower, and lower, and when fingers swept between my thighs, I gasped, snapping back to reality. I moaned and sagged against the wall behind me, my body desperate to be fulfilled.

***

The nerves in my belly fluttered, and I prayed they wouldn’t let me chicken out. Jesse had been all I’d been able to think about for months now. And he’d been all I’d thought about while I showered, which left me more frustrated than ever before.

My body ached and pulsed to have Jesse’s huge penis inside of me, filling me to bursting. The thick slide against my swollen walls as he stoked the fire within me would feel so good.

As I walked to his front door my arousal became unbearable. Each unsteady step made my core throb and my thighs sticky. My breaths came out heavy, and I felt giddy with excited anticipation. Jesse would take one look at me and wonder what the hell had gotten into me, because there was no way I could hide what I was feeling.

The door opened before I could knock and there stood Jesse. My heart fluttered at the sight of him. His chest was bare and the only thing keeping his lower half covered was a pair of sweatpants. My mouth felt dry as sandpaper while his warm eyes caressed over my body as I stepped into his house.

“It was so difficult to sit through lunch while my friends threw questions at me. All I wanted to do was leave and find you,” I admitted, while slowly unbuttoning my dress. “Tonight, I showered and imagined it was your hands on me.” I let the dress fall to the floor.

Jesse inhaled sharply and groaned as his eyes took me in before they moved back up and held my gaze. “You touched yourself in the shower?”

I gave him a teasing smile and trailed my eyes down his perfect chest, toned abs, and, eventually to his defined ‘V’ that led to heaven. My eyes widened in surprise when I eyed his arousal as it punched out in front of his sweats. I licked my dry lips and met his gaze.

“Yes, I touched myself,” I breathed heavily. “But I didn’t want to finish unless you were inside of me.”

His eyes flared with heat. “Fuck dinner.” Jesse shoved his sweats down to his feet, and stepped out of them.

Before he could make another move, I dropped to my knees. It might have been a very long time since I’d had sex, but I knew how to do this, even if I’d never done it to my ex. Jesse was different though. I craved him...craved his flesh in my body...in my mouth. I craved being down and dirty with him. Just the thought of Jesse had unleashed someone I really didn’t know, but, instead of living with regret, I wanted to learn who that someone was.

I wrapped my fingers around the steely length of his throbbing flesh and smiled when I felt him tremble. He was so hard, and wet on the tip that the throb between my legs matched his.

“What are…oh…oh, fuck!”

I smiled around the head of his penis, and heard his breath hitch when my tongue swirled around the bulging head of his hard flesh. The tip pearled with precum, and I licked my way as far as I could go down his shaft—he grunted.

Growling, I sucked his balls into my mouth, massaging with my tongue. His legs twitched, and his breath came out in short pants while his fingers tangled in my hair.

He tipped my head back and met my gaze. “I can’t last. I’m seconds from coming.”

I smiled and licked back up to the tip, which I took inside my mouth. He was thick and hard, but I managed to take more. My hand wrapped around his shaft and started to pump in time with my sucking.

He never once moved his hips to fuck my mouth, or pushed my head onto him, although I figured he was using some restraint because he practically shook with need.

And then, I found myself pressed against the door with his body and his mouth covering mine. I grabbed his long hair and held him against me while I devoured his mouth as much as he did mine. His taste filled my senses and I wanted to love this man with a desperation I’d never felt before.

My legs wrapped around his waist, and my pussy met the hardness of his penis as he throbbed against my soaked folds. His hands cupped my ass and held me tightly against his body.

“I need you now. Hard and fast…I’m sorry.”

I didn’t get chance to reply as he entered me with a powerful thrust that made my toes curl with desire. He was as hard as he felt, but he was also silky smooth. The sensation of him as he moved back and forth inside my vagina brought me to a level of ecstasy I’d never felt before.

Jesse sweated and grunted into my neck as though he couldn’t catch his breath while his large member fucked me into oblivion. I very nearly levitated when he dipped his mouth and sucked a nipple into his mouth through the shear babydoll.

“I’m going to come,” he grunted, and then his shocked eyes met mine. “Condom…fuck.”

I tugged on his hair and pulled his head back so I could look into his eyes. “I’m clean. Wrong time… Come inside me.”

He groaned, loudly. “I want you with me.”

“Oh, I am,” I admitted, and contracted my vaginal muscles around him. “I’m so with you.”

Jesse pulled slowly out to the tip and then slammed all the way back inside as my climax rushed forward like a volcano. “Faster,” I begged.

“Yes.” He gripped my hips and hauled me further up the wall, his face aligned with my boobs.

As his teeth started to tug at a nipple, I lost it, and screamed his name while my body was overtaken with hard, sharp convulsions of pleasure that pulled strongly on his cock. I felt him enlarge seconds before he slammed home and ground his groin against mine. His release spilled, and felt warm and thick as he coated my walls. He gasped into my neck and slowly pumped back and forth, our mutual release inside of me. Then I felt him release again, his face contorted as though he was in pain.

“God, babe.” He took my mouth in a slow, sensuous kiss, his hips still moved, and he still released. “I can’t stop.” He groaned and clutched my ass to him. “You feel too good…and no condom.” He spilled again, groaning as he did. “Too excited.”

I’d never felt more like a woman than I did right then with Jesse. His reaction to me being in his arms brought tears to my eyes. I couldn’t control them and as they slowly fell, Jesse stilled and reached to cup my face.

“Tell me what I did.” He looked grief stricken. “Kat.” He kissed my face. “Tell me.”

“These are happy tears.”

I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him close. His arms wrapped around me and then we were on the move.

“Hold on.”

Jesse lowered himself onto the sofa, and cradled me against his chest, his flesh still hard inside me.

“Let me pull out.”

“No.” I clenched around him, and saw his eyes roll with pleasure, so I did it again. “I want to talk… Check on you.” He caught his breath. “But if you keep doing that I’m going to come again.”

“I want you to come so many times that I’m covered with it. So that anyone will be able to smell you on me,” I admitted through my tears and chuckled at the stunned expression on his face. “For the first time, I know what it feels like to be a woman with a man who really wants me.”

“Fuck.” His face changed from passion to anger in a split second, and I found my face, once again, cradled in his capable hands as he brought me closer to rest my forehead against his. “He never deserved you. All I want to do is punch the prick and then thank him for setting you free… Do you hear me, Kat?”

I didn’t think my heart would ever beat so violently in my chest. His words gave me hope...but they also caused me worry.

The thing with Jesse had started a few months back...if you account for the exchanged looks and words. But, how could he know what he wanted so soon? Something on my face must have shown my confusion because he smiled and kissed the tip of my nose. His hips arched under my bottom, his penis swollen hard inside me.

“I’ve wanted you since the minute our eyes locked on Main Street. I want you like I’ve never wanted anyone. That sentence alone should see me running in the opposite direction, but I’m not. If I run anywhere, I want to run to you. Don’t ever doubt my commitment to you. I’ve always been a one-woman guy, and you have me, Kat. I’m yours.”

My hands caressed up his arms and rested on his shoulders, in the curve of his neck, while I held his gaze, and wondered what to say. I knew he meant more to me than what he should.

I decided to speak the truth and, hopefully, he’d accept my confusion. “I’m confused, Jesse. I wish I wasn’t but I am. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before, things I should have felt when I was with my husband. But it’s you who makes me feel them. You make me feel alive, and I don’t just mean the sex. Just being with you gives me confidence to be myself. I don’t feel like you’re judging me, or that I have to be perfect for you.” I offered a wry smile. “I mean, I’m forty-four and you’re…”

“Thirty,” he supplied. “And not expecting to have this conversation while my cock is hard as a rod inside of you.”

I rolled my eyes, and did a little wiggle, which caused him to growl.

“Woman, I need to fuck you again. I will eventually be able to make love to you in my bed, but I’m too worked up for anything, except fucking you hard.”

“Oh, God.” I ground down on him. “Back to our conversation,” I tried to get us back on track while I slowly teased him by rocking back and forth. “Mmm…you’re fourteen years my junior, and I do want to be perfect for you, but you don’t make me feel as though I have to… That feels good.”

Jesse had magic hands, and a hard dick that hit my pleasure spot every time he slipped deeper. My wetness coated his groin and, when I looked down and watched him sliding inside me, my breath caught at the erotic sight.

“I always want you, Kat. Whether that’s in sweats having gone without a shower, or whether that’s in sexy as fuck lingerie, like now, which you’re about to lose.”