Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Dani -

I couldn’t lie, her standing up to him was sexy as fuck.

The fact that she did it over me, I just, I didn’t even know how to explain it.

He did as she said, even taking his hat off.

Jason: ‘Dani, I really am sorry. I know we’ve had a lot of fun together, but that never meant I could just do as I please. I wasn’t right when I got here, you could probably tell. It’s no excuse, but I got some bad news yesterday before I come over, and I let it get to me. That doesn’t make it ok. Anything I can ever do, you know I’m just a call away. I hope this won’t change you counting on me, but I can see you two likely need your rest. Unless you need anything more of me, I’ll get out of your hair.’

She spoke before I could.

Becca: ‘Not tonight, but soon, there’s a dent in the wall I think you should repair. I’m not being demanding, but since you put it there, with Dani’s head, it only seems right.’

I would be lying to say she wasn’t making me wet right now.

But it was more than a turn on.

I really felt it.

I felt her.

Her, caring.

He nodded.

Jason: ‘Dani, if you’ll just text me a time that works for you, I’ll get that wall fixed right up.’

‘Yeah. You can tell him there’s no need to kick any ass. But, unless he objects, from here on out, as far as I’m concerned, if she says anything to any of you, consider it coming from my mouth.’

He nodded and put his hat back on walking away.

I closed the door and pinned her against it before she could speak.

Her shirt was off seconds later and mine followed.

I lifted her against the door until her legs wrapped around me.

We were in my room not long after that and I laid her on my bed, removing what was left of my clothes before crawling on top of her.

I pulled the shorts from her legs, being grateful she didn’t bother with underwear.

My body laid down on hers and my lips went to hers, my hand traveling down her body.

She gasped when my fingers started playing in the wetness that was waiting for me between her legs, so I started kissing down her jawline.

Her hand was in my hair, and she pulled upward, confusing me.

She rolled our bodies so we were on our sides and released my hair.

Becca: ‘No. You stay up here with me. The energy is telling me not to stop you from having your fun with me, but it’s also saying I get to have mine with you too.’

She found her way between my legs and inserted two fingers.

I moaned at the contact.

She had slid two fingers over my clit and curled them inside me.

Every single time she pulled back she rubbed me, and again when she pushed back in.

I couldn’t lie and say she was using an impressive, clever technique.

But the mere contact, paired with the feelings she sparked inside me, caused ecstasy.

It became harder to focus on my fingers inside her the closer she pushed me to the edge.

Finally, I couldn’t hold back anymore.

I connected our lips, then pulled away, our foreheads touching.

‘Baby girl, I’m going to need you to be a good girl and cum with me, because I can’t hold out any longer.’

She nodded against me.

Our breathing was replaced with orgasmic moaning.

Pure bliss took over my body.

Then, she took me by surprise.

I rolled onto my back, and she rolled over half way onto me, latching to me firmly.

I was used to fucking someone good and hard, then being the one to wrap around them, and give them comfort.

I was also used to letting someone else have their way with me, then holding onto them so I could feel closer.

But she just gave me every bit of what I could imagine giving her.

I wasn’t used to the other person holding me like this.

I wasn’t saying I never had an ex be the big spoon after sex.

Maybe throw an arm over me and snuggle close.

But never like this.

It was always, like they were simply going through the motion.

She was holding me like her life depended on it.

I didn’t know how to explain it, but it was like, everything seemed different with her.