“We’ll work it out. I just need time. You have to understand. Bekah and I,” he sighed trailing off.
“I do understand that you have been together for some time…without my distraction. But how can I be sure that I’m not just that…a distraction?” she asked, her eyes pleading with him. She had never felt so rigid against his body. He wasn’t calming her as he usually did. Even his baby blue eyes, which normally held so much warmth and desire when cast upon her, were almost icy. She didn’t know what was going on.
“You have to trust me. I’ve never lied to you before,” he muttered glancing towards the door.
“Jack, what’s wrong with you?” she whispered staring up into his blank face.
When he next looked back at her, the Jack she knew and loved had returned. His eyes looked hungry. It was a look she knew well. His body had relaxed into her even pressing her closer.
She didn’t know where his emotions would go next. One minute he was icy cold and the next he was on fire. She couldn’t keep up.
“Nothing is wrong with me,” he spat the words out.
“I mean the way you were looking at me…” She shuddered.
“Lexi, I don’t have time for this,” he said eyeing the door again. “I really need to get back inside.” He started to walk away from her. She knew she had kept him out here too long, but he hadn’t answered any questions. He hadn’t done anything but shift moods too frequently for her to count.
“I thought things were going to be different,” she muttered stopping him with his hand on the door. She needed to know what was going on, and if the only way to do that was to elicit a reaction from him, then so be it.
He turned and faced her. “Things are different.”
“It doesn’t feel like it. It feels like every other time.” Hurt crossed his features at her accusation.
“Get off my case, Lex” he said turning back towards the door.
“You can’t even look at me,” she cried knowing she was being completely unreasonable. She felt as if she were about to burst. She couldn’t think of another way to get through to him. All she needed was some sort of answer one way or the other. A part of her knew that she wasn’t being fair. He deserved time to figure out what to do about Bekah. Another part of her thought she had given him enough time over the past six years to figure out if he wanted another girl or not and that she needed an answer.
He turned around and walked slowly back to her, standing only inches away, but not touching. “There. I’m looking at you,” he said his blue eyes staring purposely into her brown ones.
“You’ll never change,” she snarled. She couldn’t believe the words had come out of her mouth. She had been thinking them all along, but the words struck too close to home for their relationship.
“Maybe I already have,” he growled back walking forward and pushing her forcefully against the cement wall. His hand reached down, hitched her left leg up around his waist, and he pushed himself against her. She could feel his erection jumping to life as the adrenaline pumped through their bodies. Her black silk thong brushed against the crotch of his charcoal suit pants causing both of them to shudder with desire.
His blue eyes thawed upon catching her gaze. He leaned forward, pressed his free hand against her bare neck pulling her head away from the concrete barrier, bringing her face less than an inch from his own.
“Uh, Jack,” she whispered unable to break his steady gaze. He leaned forward his breath hot on her face. For a split second, she could see herself giving into him right then and there. She could break down all those walls of sexual tension and give him back the control he so obviously desired. It would be so easy to let go. He was what she wanted after all. Why did it have to be wrong to get what she wanted?
“Shh,” he said covering her mouth with his own. The kiss was soft, yet urgent. She sighed against his lips letting them part and his tongue to enter her mouth. The kiss turned feverish, and she found that she had pushed her fingers up through his thick hair pulling him closer to her. Her desire was growing every second she stood with him close to her. She couldn’t even think properly with the way he had her positioned. His hand pushed the red material of her dress away from her thigh, cupped her bare ass, and hoisted her other leg up around his waist. He pushed against her then slowly, almost teasingly, rubbing himself against her.
Lexi groaned not sure how they had ended up in this position, but she didn’t care. She had resisted him so long, and it was painful to stay away from him. Even when her mind allowed her the moments where she wasn’t thinking of him, he was always there in the back of her mind. And here, in the present, she couldn’t imagine anywhere else she wanted to be.
He bit her lip a little harder than intended, and she knew she would have a bruise the next day. Right now she just enjoyed the pain mixing with the pleasure of his hands running across her breasts and fluttering across her erect nipples. Lexi reached between them unfastening his belt, popping the button open and shaking the zipper to the bottom. Her hand trailed the length of him through his cotton boxer briefs. He shoved himself against her harder than before when she touched him.
She reacted instantly, reaching into his pants and grabbing a hold of the shaft. It lengthened in her hand and he groaned deep in his throat. His hand fumbled for her underwear, ripping the gentle material in his haste to slide them to the side, and pushed his thumb against her clit. He moved his mouth from her lips to her ear and throat roughly biting, sucking, and nibbling as she squirmed against his chest.
Convulsions were overtaking their bodies, their desire heightening as each second of public fornication dragged on.
Jack abruptly stopped his kneading of her, grabbed his dick in his now wet hand, and forcefully pushed inside of her. Lexi’s head snapped back against the cement wall not even feeling the pain as his erection filled deep inside of her. She clenched her muscles around him unable to believe how incredible he felt. He let his head fall between her breasts breathing a few deep breathes of desire. Then he lifted his head up and began thrusting inside of her. She gasped at his forceful demeanor. He refused to take it slow as he vigorously pounded into her body. He filled her over and over again. His movements were unrelenting, and she almost cried out. She wasn’t sure if it was with pleasure or pain, but he covered her mouth with his hand. Lexi felt the orgasm take over her body. She tightened around him, her body shaking with pleasure, but he never let up. Even as the waves of passion took over her body, he continued inside of her holding out on his orgasm so she could have another.
When she finished, he shifted his hands to a position where he could haul her up and slam her back down onto him. She moaned into his ear as she felt all her weight pushed against his dick as he invaded her deepest core. Her back was chafing against the wall, but she couldn’t care less. She wasn’t the one who had spent several hundred dollars on the dress. Lexi couldn’t believe he was holding out so long, she was almost ready to go again, and his determined, beautiful face looked as if he could go all night.
Just when she thought she might explode again, he abruptly stopped with just the head hovering over her opening. She felt her body react with yearning, and she got even wetter. He smirked at her and reclaimed her lips with his own. She volleyed with his tongue whimpering as he paused over her. “Jack,” she groaned, wiggling her body hoping and praying that he would move.
He pushed in a fraction of an inch before pulling back out. She whimpered again breaking contact with his lips and glaring at him. His smirk turned into a full on smile as he leaned into her, pushed the head in, and stopped. “Did you want something?” he asked the words coming out breathy and desirous. It was obvious that he wanted it too.
She nodded.
“I can’t hear you,” he responded pulling back out of her and moving around in a circle over the sensitive lips.