Soul Possession(31)

Delicate pale flesh caught between much darker, rougher skin.

He slid his hands down her body, gripped her waist, and then began thrusting in and out of her, loving the sounds that each thrust forced from her lips.

“How close are you, baby?” Truitt groaned.

“No,” Rick said harshly. “Not yet. I don’t want her to come yet. You finish but I need her still worked up or I’ll end up hurting her.”

Truitt tenderly cupped her cheek, a direct contradiction to the force with which he was pounding into her pu**y. Then he closed his eyes and clenched his jaw so tight that he worried he’d break his teeth.

He came in a hot rush, his entire body trembling with the force of his orgasm. His legs went weak, his knees shook, and hot flashes rolled through his body until he panted for breath.

One last stroke to her very heart and he held himself there as he shuddered with the last of his release. For a long moment he simply stood there, buried inside her body. She was his. There was no more intimate possession than this. Bodies joined. Souls inexorably entwined.

His pulse raced, and as he pulled gently out, he nearly stumbled. As soon as he stepped back, Rick rose, still holding on to Jessie, lifting her but keeping himself buried deep inside her ass.

He turned then and lowered her, belly down, onto the bed. He slipped from her ass, eliciting a moan from Jessie.

“I want you flat, honey. Don’t put any pressure on that knee. I want you relaxed.”

She went limp on the bed, her cheek pressed to the mattress, and she closed her eyes as he mounted over her. He barely even spread her legs. He simply parted her ass cheeks, fit his c**k to the seam, and then pressed forward.

As soon as he was inside, her stretched over her body, covering her as he thrust in and out.

He blanketed her completely, his hips cupped over her ass, the smack of flesh meeting flesh erotic and electric in the air. Faster. Harder. He rose and fell over her until finally he pushed himself up so he was supported by his palms flat on the mattress on either side of her shoulders, and he f**ked her every bit as ruthlessly as he’d promised.

Truitt was already hard again, unbelievably turned on by the sight before him.

Just when Truitt was sure Rick would come, he tore himself away and impatiently turned Jessie over.

“Hold her injured knee so I don’t hurt it,” he said to Truitt even as he took her other leg and pushed it outward, baring her pu**y and ass to him once more.

Truitt hurried forward, cradled her leg and gently held it while Rick lifted just enough so he could thrust into her ass once more.

On her back, his entry made her far more vulnerable. She was pushed upward as he drove into her ass. He reached between then and brushed his thumb over her clit as he powered inside again.

Her entire body tightened and she arched upward. Then he slid his thumb inside her opening and stroked her clit with his fingers.

“Come, Jessie baby. Come for me,” Rick panted.

They both looked near to pain. Jessie’s face was drawn into tight lines. She slammed her eyes shut as Rick grew more forceful with his fingers. Then she cried out. Screamed both their names as Rick slammed home one last time.

Rick slumped down over her, and Truitt carefully lowered her leg until he was sure she was comfortable. Rick rolled away long enough to take care of both himself and Jessie, and then he motioned for Truitt to better position her.

Truitt was more than happy to pull her into his arms and let her snuggle against his chest. Rick climbed in behind her and pressed a row of tiny kisses over her bare shoulder.

“Are you all right?” Rick asked in a low voice.

Jessie smiled and turned just enough that she could meet his gaze. “That was amazing. You and Truitt are so…perfect.”

Truitt didn’t entirely agree with that, but damn if it didn’t make him puff up like a blowfish to hear her say it. He kissed her brow even as her eyes were closing.

“How long before you leave?” Jessie murmured.

Rick sighed. “I wish we didn’t have to. We have maybe an hour.”

“I’ll have Kirsten come pick me up and take me over to my apartment. That way you guys don’t have to leave even earlier to drop me off.”

Rick smoothed her hair back and nuzzled her ear. “That sounds like a plan. We can use the remaining hour for much, much better pursuits.”

“I like that plan,” Truitt said as he fit his mouth to hers.

Chapter 13

So it wasn’t her best day but it was far from her worst. Her worst were hopefully behind her and her best were definitely ahead.

Feeling particularly philosophical, Jessie climbed into her car and waved at Kirsten as she pulled out of Kirsten’s drive.

Kirsten had come by Truitt’s house to pick her up and take her back to Kirsten’s apartment so Jessie could have her car. Kirsten had offered to go help Jessie pack up her apartment, but really, there just wasn’t much to do and Kirsten had to work.

Already she’d had a text from each of the guys, which she thought was incredibly sweet. She half wondered if she was crazy for jumping in so quickly, but wasn’t everyone entitled to one rash decision in their life?

She hoped like hell she wouldn’t ever regret it, but oh well, if she did, she’d have fun in the meantime.

She pulled up to her apartment and sighed. She wouldn’t miss this place. It had been a place to live. Not home. A place in which she’d been biding her time until she paid off her debt, finished school, and got a better job.