touched her between the thighs. Gasping, she tensed up at the blunt contact. He didn’t hurt her, simply placed his hand on top of her clothing. Her coat was long gone; he’d taken care of that.
“You’re mine. Today, tomorrow, you’re not going anywhere,” he said.
“I’ll have to call home. Tell them not to come and get me.”
“You’ve got a car. Why do you always get picked up?” Jesse asked.
“My dad is overprotective. I had to argue to walk to the coffee shop. He worries, but I don’t mind the company.”
“I don’t care. I’ve got to fucking taste you.” Jesse claimed her lips, stopping all thoughts. She opened to him, meeting his tongue with her own. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held onto him. Her legs were like jelly against his onslaught of passion.
Passion, fuck, she wasn’t in some kind of romance book.
“Are you wet for me?” he asked, breaking the kiss.
“Yes, I think so.”
He went to his knees in front of her. The jeans she wore were suddenly gone, followed by her panties. In quick time he stood, removing her shirt and bra. She stared down at her body, trying to cover herself.
“No, you don’t get to hide yourself from me.”
Jesse took hold of her hands, gazing the length of her as he did. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
“I’m fat.”
Hands went around her and she cried out as he slapped her ass.
“Don’t you ever call yourself that. You’re fucking beautiful and I won’t hear you saying anything else.” The hand that slapped her gripped her flesh tighter. “So fucking full.” He kissed her lips before sliding down to caress her neck.
His clothes were rough against her naked flesh. He moved behind her with his hands caressing up and down her body. “The clothes you wear are too big for such a curvy body.” Staring straight ahead out of the window, she tensed as his hand cupped her naked pussy. “If men knew what an amazing body you had they would never leave you alone. You’re going to drive me crazy.”
Kisses rained down on her neck and shoulder.
“Now I’m going to see if you’re wet for me.”
Fingers separated the folds of her sex, sliding through. “That’s right, baby, you’re so wet for me. Do you want me? Do you want my cock inside your virgin cunt?”
The romance novels she’d been reading were of the erotic variety. His talk didn’t offend her but excited her.
“I know what you’re thinking. I did my research on those books, Piper. You’re a hot woman at heart. You just need the right man to bring out your dirty side.” He stroked her clit and she shuddered in his arms, unused to being touched by fingers other than her own.
“Jesse,” she said, gasping for breath.
“If you’re scared, tell me to stop. I’d never force you against your will.”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
Once again he spun her to face him.
“Good, because I don’t want to stop. You’re mine now, baby.”
She liked the idea of being owned by him.
“No other man knows your body. Only I want that pleasure, do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Sit down on the sofa.”
Stepping away from him, confused by his order, Piper took a seat on the sofa like he told her.
She stared up the length of him, watching as he tore his shirt off, revealing the many tattoos decorating his body. His arms were covered in different designs and his body was like a landscape of hell. The designs were perfect, not revolting.
“Why did you get these,” she asked, reaching out to touch his chest. Heat radiated off him and the electricity from the touch made her gasp.
“I love getting ink. Haven’t you ever thought about it, getting ink on your body?” he asked.
Piper shook her head. Letting anyone see her body was not high on her list of things to do by a certain age.
“We’ll take care of that. I own you now. You’re mine.”
He’d spoken those words twice and each time gave her thrill.
Chapter Four
Jesse’s cock was so fucking
“You’re mine. Today, tomorrow, you’re not going anywhere,” he said.
“I’ll have to call home. Tell them not to come and get me.”
“You’ve got a car. Why do you always get picked up?” Jesse asked.
“My dad is overprotective. I had to argue to walk to the coffee shop. He worries, but I don’t mind the company.”
“I don’t care. I’ve got to fucking taste you.” Jesse claimed her lips, stopping all thoughts. She opened to him, meeting his tongue with her own. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held onto him. Her legs were like jelly against his onslaught of passion.
Passion, fuck, she wasn’t in some kind of romance book.
“Are you wet for me?” he asked, breaking the kiss.
“Yes, I think so.”
He went to his knees in front of her. The jeans she wore were suddenly gone, followed by her panties. In quick time he stood, removing her shirt and bra. She stared down at her body, trying to cover herself.
“No, you don’t get to hide yourself from me.”
Jesse took hold of her hands, gazing the length of her as he did. “You’re fucking beautiful.”
“I’m fat.”
Hands went around her and she cried out as he slapped her ass.
“Don’t you ever call yourself that. You’re fucking beautiful and I won’t hear you saying anything else.” The hand that slapped her gripped her flesh tighter. “So fucking full.” He kissed her lips before sliding down to caress her neck.
His clothes were rough against her naked flesh. He moved behind her with his hands caressing up and down her body. “The clothes you wear are too big for such a curvy body.” Staring straight ahead out of the window, she tensed as his hand cupped her naked pussy. “If men knew what an amazing body you had they would never leave you alone. You’re going to drive me crazy.”
Kisses rained down on her neck and shoulder.
“Now I’m going to see if you’re wet for me.”
Fingers separated the folds of her sex, sliding through. “That’s right, baby, you’re so wet for me. Do you want me? Do you want my cock inside your virgin cunt?”
The romance novels she’d been reading were of the erotic variety. His talk didn’t offend her but excited her.
“I know what you’re thinking. I did my research on those books, Piper. You’re a hot woman at heart. You just need the right man to bring out your dirty side.” He stroked her clit and she shuddered in his arms, unused to being touched by fingers other than her own.
“Jesse,” she said, gasping for breath.
“If you’re scared, tell me to stop. I’d never force you against your will.”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
Once again he spun her to face him.
“Good, because I don’t want to stop. You’re mine now, baby.”
She liked the idea of being owned by him.
“No other man knows your body. Only I want that pleasure, do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Sit down on the sofa.”
Stepping away from him, confused by his order, Piper took a seat on the sofa like he told her.
She stared up the length of him, watching as he tore his shirt off, revealing the many tattoos decorating his body. His arms were covered in different designs and his body was like a landscape of hell. The designs were perfect, not revolting.
“Why did you get these,” she asked, reaching out to touch his chest. Heat radiated off him and the electricity from the touch made her gasp.
“I love getting ink. Haven’t you ever thought about it, getting ink on your body?” he asked.
Piper shook her head. Letting anyone see her body was not high on her list of things to do by a certain age.
“We’ll take care of that. I own you now. You’re mine.”
He’d spoken those words twice and each time gave her thrill.
Chapter Four
Jesse’s cock was so fucking
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