EroticReverie

Laurel Lockwood

After Jace gets me a hoodie , I sit down outside. Watching him cook kebabs on the grill like he wasn't just on his knees, face in my pussy less thatn twenty minutes ago. I was dating my boss. I was dating a thirty two year old widowed man who had made it very clear what he wanted. He wanted to date me. Just me. And didnt want me dating anyone else but him. It's so strange, how he's said exactly what he wanted, yet I still feel like there needs to be more conformation. Because it can't be THAT easy. I was used to having to fight for a label, having to guess what they truly wanted, but Jace Janeski wasn't a guy my age, or even close. He's twelve years older than me, and laid it all out for me to either deny or accept.  So why was my mind nagging me to have the "what are we?" conversation, when it had already been decided? Why was I blushing sitting here watching this man cook me dinner while I could still feel his mouth on my pussy making me cum so hard I shook like a fucking leaf? 

He hanted even tried to make me reciprocate , or tried to have sex with  me directly after. As if tasting my mouth and my pussy was enough for him, as if that's all he'd been dying to do. It was hot. It was so fucking hot to know that he needed to kiss me, so hot that I'd just been naked, legs spread with his handsome face licking my fucking brains out. 

My eyes lift when he turns and looks over at me as he turns one of the kebabs on the grill. I blush even more as he looks at me with a small smirk and winks at me. Oh god. He winked at me. Jace Janeski was a hot fucking winker and that little blip of his eye closing for a split second had my pussy aching all over again. Some guys wink and it's not that cute. I've never been winked at like that. I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, and cant help but shift and squeeze my legs tighter with my legs crossed, his eyes falling to them and he smirks even more, eyes climbing back up slowly. His eyes are on mine, and god, I dont want to eat food, I just want to kiss him again, and make out with him, and get naked all over again. The little smirk on his lips lets me know that he's well aware of it too. 

"How's being my girlfriend so far?" He asks and I smile while biting my lip, my lips slipping out. 

"No complaints yet, Boober." I say and he chuckles as I call him the new nickname I'm definitely going to tease him with forever. 

"Can you bring me those plates?" he nods to the table and I uncross my legs and stand and grabs the two plates and bring them over to where he is at the grill. He takes them in one hand, and shifts them to the other and then reaches behind me while leaning over and kissing the side of my head at my temple. 

I swallow and lick lips. 

"Now go sit back down and quit blushing." he murmurs. 

"I'm not blushing." I say and he smirks at me while my cheeks heat.

"Yes you are, and it's fucking aodrable, and driving me fucking crazy. Sit down and quit squirming in your seat like your dying to fucking ride my mouth." He says with the slightest groan. 

"jesus" I exhale with a soft whimper.

"whatever mister freak shit" I say and turn and he laughs. 

We lunch and then I bring the dirty plates inside while he puts the lids on the foods outside. And puts the things that need to be chilled in the outdoor fridge near the grill area. I wash the dishes inside and put them on the drying rack and then walk back outside. without his hoodie and just my dress. He looks up from where he's sitting at the table and looks me up and down, shaking his head. 

When I walk over, he stands and then slips one arm around me and grabs my chin and tilts my head slightly.

"I love lookin at you baby, you're so damn beautiful" he says and I smile. 

"I like looking at you too" I say and he hums and then kisses me, my hands immediately slipping up his bare chest and around his neck, my arms slipping behind his neck, wrapping around them as his hands slip down my back and to the small of it, his hands grabbing my waist as our mouths part and our tongue slide into one anothers mouths. 

"Have I charmed my way into another beer yet?" I ask with a little smile and he laughs on my lips, and nods. 

"One more, that's it" he says and I smile and keep kissing him. 

My one arm drops and my hand slides down his chest , down his abdomen, gliding over his skin and hard body and my hands shifts to slide down over the front of his shorts and he grabs my wrist.

"Dont go doing that" he says and keeps kissing me.

"Why not? You saw me...I wanna see you" I say and he groans. 

"You'll see me plenty....we've got all day...we don't need to rush..." he says.

"I'd say making out with my pussy was quite rushed" I hum and gently bite his lip and he groans.

"That's different" he says and I laugh.

"How so?" I ask and he gives my ass a little smack. 

"That was a matter of life or death" he answers and I laugh and he drops his mouth to my neck. Kissing me, his one hand sliding up and over my breast and I moan.

"And...is this life or death too?" I breathe against his face.

"why you want me to stop touching you?" he asks , his hand cupping my breast, squeezing, then rubbing over my breast and pulling at the strings again and sliding the fabric down over one breast till my nipple is free and I moan as his mouth descendeds down my neck and over my collar bone. 

"no...but i want to touch you too" I moan as his mouth brushes my nipple. 

"i'll let you know when it's your turn baby" he says. "but right now, it's my turn, and I want more of these" he says and sucks my nipple into his mouth and I moan, my hands lifting into his hair.

"Jace" I moan, my head going back as I exhale and then look back down. How could the way he touched me and kissed my body feel so fucking perfect? Is this what it felt like for a real man to touch you? Would other men his age touch me like this, make me feel like this? Doubtful. It was just him. 

"Your body is so fuckin beautiful" he groans and pull down the other side of my dress and latches his teeth to my nipple and bites gently and I clutch his hair and shove my breast into his face and he groans, opening his mouth and sucking my nipple hard into his mouth. 

"Feed em to me baby" he groans and keeps sucking and I moan and shove my breast in his face, his nose smushed against my breast and he bites down and groans as I whimper.

A minute later he's stopping and lifting my dress back up as I'm panting and dripping down my fucking thighs.

"wha...what? whyd you stop?" I ask and he smirks. 

"Because if I dont I'm going to spend all day tasting your tits." he groans and then tips my chin up with his fingers. 

"Your tits taste fucking fantastic Laurel, i'm so glad they're mine" he whispers and I whimper. He grins and then kisses me with a small peck. 

"Let's down to the beach." he says and I whimper. 

"but-" 

"babe, I'm trying not to devour you and be selfish right now , let me take you down to the beach where I have a better chance of being a gentleman with you." 

"nobody asked you to be a gentleman" I say and he laughs as he grabs a fee beach blankets from his storage and then nods to the steps. 

"You deserve a gentleman. And a proper date." he says and then nods to the fridge.

"Grab us two beers." he says and I sigh. 

"I'm grabbing three. You owe me a third for that cruel tease." I say. He laughs.