"I'm not her rebound." I don't want to sound as angry as I do." Jessica loves me. She never loved Josh the way she loves me."
Her eyes dash to Jessica before they settle back on me." I wasn't talking about Josh," she chuckles." I'm talking about him." She stops there, right fucking there before adding anything else.
I stare at her wishing I knew what the hell she was talking about. Who the fuck is she referring to? I know Jessica's had three lovers. She told me. I practically fucked it out of her months and months ago. I had to know. My imagination couldn't shut up until I knew how many men had been inside of her. I just assumed that Josh was the most important one. He's the only one she ever talked about. They were together for years before she bolted from Bloomfield, Connecticut and landed in New York City.
Charity can't shut the hell up. "You have no idea who I'm talking about do you?" Her tone is peevish.
I stare at Jessica across the room. I watch a few wayward hairs fall out of the bun and onto her shoulders. I look at her body. It's so beautiful. It's soft, supple, and made for fucking. For the first time since I fell in love with her, I feel entirely in the dark. There's no way in hell I'm letting the librarian have the satisfaction of knowing that I don't have a fucking clue about who she's talking about. I can't believe I've never heard Jessica talk about either of the other two guys she's slept with. Why didn't I press for more? Why did I drop it?
"Charity, as fetching as his conversation has been I need to go see my girl." I slam my now empty glass down on the bar. The motion causes the bar to teeter back and forth slightly. I push past her trying to maneuver around her.
She steps into my path almost tripping over her own shoes. It's obvious she's a lightweight. She can't even handle half of a Bloody Mary. I reach to grab her elbow helping to level her steps. My mind is racing, my heart is pounding and all I can hear over and over in my mind is the word him.
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None of us thought that Jessica would ever get over the senator," she whispers." It would take someone like you to make that happen."
The senator? The fucking senator? What the hell has Jessica been hiding from me? I close my eyes briefly trying to wash away the image of a teenage Jessica with a man old enough to be a senator. It doesn't work. I rummage through my memory grasping for anything she may have said to me about a man who worked for the government. Why the fuck didn't she tell me about this?
"How long have you been with her?" Charity isn't one to give up easily. Did she hook up with you right after she moved?"
The question feels like a sharp slap across my cheek. Jessica was at that club two weeks after she moved from Connecticut to Manhattan. She told me all she wanted was a random fuck. I thought it was all just for fun the night I met her. Then I thought it was because she was running away from Josh. Maybe the entire time she's been running away from the man that she loves. Maybe that's why she can't say yes whenever I ask her to marry me.
Chapter 5
"I'm so glad that's over," she says softly. "Josh didn't even try to talk to me once."
I lean against the wall of the elevator my eyes glued to her face. "He knew I'd deck him if he did." I playfully curl my hands into fists as I take on a boxer's stance.
Her hand darts to cover her mouth as she giggles. I knew the moment I danced with her that she had too much champagne. "You're my knight in shining armor. You'll always take care of me, Nathan. Won't you?"
The words stab through me like a hot spear. "I would do anything for you Jessica. Anything," I say without any hesitation. It's true. I would do anything she asked of me.
She stares at me across the elevator as it makes its way slowly to the twenty-second floor of the only hotel that had any available rooms. "Will you let me suck your cock?" She pulls her tongue over her top lip as the words fill the small space. Her hands slide up from her waist to the top of the dress. She slowly, deliberately, and seductively pulls it down revealing her round, full breasts.
"Christ, Jessica," I growl at her. "What if someone gets on?"
She takes small steps across the elevator until she's standing directly in front of me. "I guess they'll get to watch." Her hands jump to my waist. Her lips trail a path across my chin. "I've been thinking about the taste of you all night."
The lift jars to a sudden stop on our floor. I quickly slide my suit jacket off my shoulders and wrap it around her body. "I'm going to come so hard in your mouth, Jessica." I pull her into me as the door flies open. "I'm going to give you everything you need."
She's on me the moment I push open the hotel room door. I have no time to react. Her dress is on the floor. Her panties are right behind. She stands in front of me completely naked and exposed save for the nude heels she's wearing. "Take off your pants, Nathan."
"Do it yourself, Jessica." I nod towards the carpeted floor. "Get on your knees and slide my cock into your mouth. Suck on it hard. Make it good. Make me come."
She drops to her knees without an ounce of indecision. "Talk to me, Nathan. Tell me what you want."
I don't resist as she unbuckles my pants and slides the zipper down. I lean back against the wall looking down at her. "Roll your tongue over the head. Slide your hands around it."
"I love this. Your cock is beautiful." Her full lips graze over the head before she pulls it entirely into her mouth.
"Fuck." The word escapes from deep within me. I can't control it. I've been sucked off by so many women whose names I can't even remember. None of them came close to comparing to her. Not one of them made me feel the way that Jessica does. "Cup my balls in your hand. Squeeze them, Jessica."
She moans around the heavy root. "Nathan, it's so good."
"So good," I say through clenched teeth. My hands drop to her head. I wind my fingers through her hair, releasing the bun. I pull sharply on the strands, helping her find her rhythm. I fuck her mouth slowly and rhythmically.
She adjusts herself on the floor. Her hands circle my cock as they glide up and down, pulling my desire from deep within my core.