The Fear That Divides Us (The Devil's Dust #3)(56)

“Oh my,” Jessica gasps. I crawl out from behind the wheel and stagger toward her. The waves the boat caused splash along the side of the watercraft, jolting it back and forth making it hard to walk as we sway harshly.

“The stars are so bright out here,” Jessica murmurs, looking up at the night’s sky. I crawl up next to her and flip over, looking up at the stars.

“Wow,” I mutter.

“I bet you get laid every time you take a woman out here,” Jessica laughs, her eyes wide as she stares upward. My brows furrow, and I swallow the sudden lump in my throat rising from her statement.

Jessica turns from looking at the stars and sits up on her elbows.

“What’s wrong?” she asks softly.

I sit up and climb off the cushions, the conversation heading somewhere I wasn’t expecting. I run my hands through my hair, and find the stereo. I flip the plastic cover protecting the stereo and turn it on. “Painted On My Heart” by Cult is playing. I haven’t heard this song in forever. I turn the volume up, and flip the cover back down.

“What did I say?” Jessica continues.

“Nothing,” I lie, wanting her to drop it.

I blow out a steady breath and return to the cushions, laying on my back and facing the stars. Stars I saw many times as a kid, I just forgot how vibrant they looked over the years. Jessica rolls on her side, her dress shifting up to her hips, revealing a dainty blue triangle between her thighs. I reach down, and slide my finger along the top of the elastic of her panties. Jessica looks down, her eyes becoming heavy with lust as I sweep my finger down further grazing her clit. She lifts her thigh, inviting me in.

I roll over on top of her, spread her legs with my knee and dip my hand down, gliding my finger in-between her wetness. I press my lips to hers, kissing her cherry-glossed lips and don’t hold back. She parts my mouth with her tongue, flicking her tongue against mine. I grab both sides of her face, my thumb circling the apples of her cheeks as I look at her, her blonde hair splayed around her like a halo, the flushing of her cheeks sexy. She reaches forward and unbuttons my shirt, one button at a time, her eyes at half-mast staring at me intently the whole time. I slip my hand between her back and the cushion finding the zipper to her dress. I pull it down, the snug fit of the dress loosening along her frame. I trail my finger along the dress’s straps clinging to her shoulders and glide them down her arms slowly, my lips kissing behind the trailing fabric.

Her firm breasts sitting in blue cups greet me; enticing me. I dart my tongue between the valley of her chest, before giving the side of her tit a bite. She arches her back and moans loudly, her fingers tangling in my hair. Once on my knees, I pull my shirt off as Jessica sits up and runs her hands over my abs, her lips brushing against my belly button. She unbuckles my belt and pulls my pants down my hips. I kick them off along with my boots as she fingers the waist of my boxers and slowly yanks them down, my dick springing free.

I run my hand through her hair as she looks up from under her lashes.

She grasps my cock. I hiss with surprise at her demanding this control. She leans forward and flicks my dick with the tip of her tongue, triggering my legs to tremble from anticipation, my dick sprouting a bead of semen. Licking the dew from my dick, her actions seem to be in slow motion. The moon lights up her skin and her blue eyes look up at me desperately. It’s an image I program in my mind forever; she looks innocent, yet completely erotic.

Snapping me from my daze, she encloses her mouth around the head of my cock causing my world as I know it to explode. Bliss, it feels like pure undeniable bliss. The sensation of her warm mouth sucking my cock is remarkable. I dreamed of the day she would suck my dick, longed for the day she licked cum from the head of my cock. She bobs her head all the way down my shaft; I don’t hold back my groan as my head falls back looking up at the stars.

As much as I want to blow my load in her sweet mouth, have the taste of me on her tongue, I want her body. I close my eyes and pull out of her mouth.

“Jesus, that was,” I huff, looking for the words to explain the feeling. She smiles, and lies back on the cushions, satisfied with herself. She knows I have been wanting that forever. “Oh, no, you don’t. Get back over here,” I pant, grabbing her by the hips, pulling her back to me. I flip her over on her stomach, and rip her panties to shreds. My lips curve into a smirk as my dick pulses with the urge to come. I notice she has two little dimples right above her ass and they are f*cking cute as hell.

Gliding my hand between her legs, I skim them along the opening to her *, finding her wet and ready for my cock. She lifts her ass into the air and mewls from my soft touch.

I rub the wetness glistening on my fingers on the head of my dick and guide myself between her legs. Finding her * instantly, I thrust deeply, my balls squeezing from the sensation of having her wrapped around me.

Her head flings back, causing her hair to spread across her shoulders, a curtain of blonde. I caress my hand up and down her spine as I slowly drive in and out of her. Her * pulses around my cock and her knees tremble against the cushions as she takes my length.

I lean down and grasp her by the shoulders, pulling her off her hands and up against my chest. I wrap one of my arms around her tits, the nipples pressed tightly against my forearm, and slide my other arm along her abdomen as I piston my hips.

Her moans vibrate through her chest against my arm, making my dick tighten. She turns her head slightly, looking at me, her breath in short spurts as I continue thrusting. Reaching up, Jessica wraps her arm behind my neck, never taking her eyes off me. The look she gives me, the way it penetrates my soul, it’s like I am the only person she sees, that nothing makes sense but the two of us wrapped around each other.