“If I had stayed, I wouldn’t have been with Nathan when he was knocked into the river,” Jessie said softly. She was a firm believer that everything happened for a reason. That was why she was so determined to keep her baby.
“True,” Jacob shuddered to think how different the outcome would have been if Jessie hadn’t been with Nathan on that bridge. “I guess everything worked out just right. Nathan is alive and you’re here in my arms, where you belong.” His voice trailed off. She lifted her head to look at him and he couldn’t resist the temptation to get closer. Rubbing his nose over the silken skin of her cheek, he found it was just as soft as he imagined it would be. “You smell like a Bit-O-Honey candy bar. I bet you taste just as sweet.”
Jessie shivered with awareness. She knew that she should pull away. This isn’t how they should begin their relationship. But in Jessie’s mind, Jacob was her Knight in Shining Armor and Prince Charming all rolled into one. “Jacob, please,” she begged for sanity - for both of them. Her loins felt like they were on fire. She wasn’t unfamiliar with sexual urges, she read romance novels. But until now, her sex drive had been a very private and personal matter. “I really need to talk to you. There’s so much I have to tell you.” Even as she spoke, her lips were seeking his. She couldn’t quit looking at his mouth. It was just right. His lips looked firm, but so kissable. And he had the sexy shadow of a beard that made him look a little bit dangerous. Her heart was pounding like she had run a mile. Jessie wasn’t used to feeling this way.
“There’ll be plenty of time for talking, later. All I know is - if I don’t kiss you -I’m going to go crazy.” Standing her up right, he pulled her close to him. She wasn’t as big as a minute. Her sweet little body fit perfectly against his, hard planes melding into soft curves, just as if she had been created for his pleasure. “I’m so glad I found you. Promise me that you won’t disappear on me again.”
“I’m here because of you, Jacob. I promise that I’ll only stay as long as you want me to.“ That was the only promise she could make.
“What if I want you to stay forever?” Slowly, he brought his fingers to her face, learning the texture, memorizing the shape. God, she turned him inside out! He leaned down, rubbing his nose and cheek against hers, stealing little kisses from the soft place under her ear and the delicate velvet next to her eyes,
“Nobody has forever, Jacob.” His gentle, loving touch made Jessie whimper in need. She had never known this desperate urge to surrender to a man before.
The small noise of her arousal caused Jacob to groan. The first time he kissed a girl, he had been Nathan’s age - and he had kissed hundreds since - easily. It wouldn’t be a lie if he said he was damned good at it, too. No brag, just fact. Some men were adequate lovers and some were exceptional; Jacob had been told by reliable sources that he ranked in the top one percentile. In others words - he had what it took and he knew how to use it. But, by God, at this moment - it felt like the first time. No woman had ever excited him like this little doll.
With both hands, he encircled her neck, his fingers lightly playing on her skin. Then, framing her face, he ran his thumbs over her jaw, committing each of her features to memory. “I thought about you all day.” When she laid her head in his hand, in absolute trust, he forgot every other woman he’d ever touched. With utmost care, he showered kisses over her brow, her eyelids - tiny kisses that enflamed them both. “God, you’re sweet.”
Jessie was quivering with suppressed desire. Deep within her, the walls of her vagina were grasping for something to fill them. She wanted to cry out her need. Squeezing her eyes shut, she just let herself feel. His lips feathered down her face until he was almost at her mouth. Almost. At last, he touched his mouth to hers, softly. Their breaths mingled as he traced her lips with his tongue. She tasted like the sweetest wine. “Jessie, open up, Baby. Let me in.” Her lips trembled as he rubbed them with his own, taking tiny nips - gentling her. When she shivered in his arms, he claimed what was his. Deepening the kiss, he tangled their tongues: tasting, licking, learning how to please her. When she moaned her delight, he consumed her, devouring her mouth, taking erotic little bites of her plump lips until they were swollen and red from his loving. Pulling back for a breath, he rejoiced in the fact that she followed him - wanting more. “O, that’s it, Sweet Baby. I want you so much.”
He reclaimed her mouth, softening the kiss - making it so sweet that she thought she would cry from the sheer joy of being held in his arms. Never in her life had she been kissed like this. Her pussy began to dampen and her breasts felt swollen and heavy with need. Jessie fought the urge to just rub herself on his wide, hard chest seeking some relief from the wild, aching desire that was racing through her body.
Jacob slid his mouth away, needing to calm down a moment before he shot his wad in his jeans. He let his forehead rest on hers. “Angel-Baby, do you know what that was?”
Jessie shook her head, too stunned with pleasure to speak.
“That was the hottest kiss I’ve ever had.” Dipping his head, he rubbed his cheek on hers - letting his lips slide down until he was kissing her skin - collarbone to throat. “I want to be inside of you more than I want to see tomorrow.”
Chapter Three
He wanted her.
She wanted him, too. But, there were so many things that needed to be said. “Jacob, I have so much to tell you. Is there somewhere we could go? Maybe I could buy myself a sandwich and eat while we talk? I’m really hungry.”
Lord, she was hungry. That hurt his heart. He couldn’t stand to think of her being hungry. Jacob wanted to take her home with him. To Tebow. But, he’d play along for just a little while longer. “Of course. It would be my pleasure to take you out for a bite to eat,” he answered her with a smile. “It’ll be our first date.” She might not know it yet, but Jessie was going to be returning to the ranch before the sun set. She might be carrying a McCoy, and there was no way he was going to let her stay in some ratty motel for the night. Just as important, she was a gorgeous woman that he felt an overwhelming need to protect. “Let’s get you in the truck.” He propped one foot on the running board and sat her on his knee as he opened the door. “Put your arms around my neck, Angel.”
First date. Right. Wait till he found out what she did for a living. But, she did what he asked. Touching him wasn’t a hardship. Jessie had to bite her lips to keep from licking the strong column of his neck. Having made up her mind to level with him, it was like her emotions had been released from the cage they were locked in. Jessie felt free for the first time in a long while. As he shifted her in his arms, she couldn’t resist temptation. She let her lips graze over the bronzed skin of his neck, slipping her tongue out to get a tiny taste. Maybe, he wouldn’t notice her almost kiss.
But, he did.
“God! What you do to me!” Jacob exclaimed as he placed her on the seat. “We’re never going to get anywhere at this rate.” He was as hard as a rock and as primed as a pile-driver. “Look at your nipples, Baby. You’re as excited as I am, aren’t you?”
Jessie looked down. The thin, yellow material did nothing to hide her breasts. Suddenly, she was past self-conscious. They were too big. “I’m sorry. I had no idea,” she gasped, covering them with her hands. “I can’t go anywhere like this,” she moaned. “The only other clothes I have are wet.”
“Move those hands, doll-face. You don’t ever have to hide from me.” He was glad that her dress was still unzipped; it made unveiling her that much easier. Slipping the straps from her shoulders, he looked deep into her beautiful eyes, waiting to see if he was welcome.
Jessie didn’t know how or why it was happening, but Jacob was acting like she turned him on. Just the chance of that had her thinking and doing things that were completely unlike her. Trying to justify her out-of-character behavior, she told herself that this was the father of her baby. If she was going to have a brief fling to find out
what love could be like, what better man than Jacob McCoy?
When Jessie arched her back, offering herself to him, he felt like the luckiest man in the world. Slowly, he let his gaze slide from that precious face, down over her long graceful neck. Pulling the top of her dress down to her waist, he treasured each and every bit of skin he slowly uncovered. She was utterly feminine, with smooth shoulders and creamy skin. But, God Almighty! Her tits were magnificent! They were high, with large areolas and prominent distended nipples. Reverently, he smoothed his hands in a circle around her breasts, cupping and lifting them, relishing their perfection. “Jessie, Honey, you have the prettiest titties I have ever seen in my life!” With his thumbs, he traced her nipples, making them peak and harden even more. A small groan slipped through her lips and she let her head fall back, pushing her breasts even higher and harder into his hands. “I’ve got to get them in my mouth. Is that okay with you?” He didn’t think that he needed to ask permission, but he was going to take every precaution with this treasure. He had found her, she was his, and he didn’t intend to give her up anytime soon.
“I think I’d die if you didn’t.” Her soft answer only enflamed him more.
Taking off his hat, he tossed it to the driver’s seat. Leaning over her, he let his lips and tongue dance across her skin from her breastbone south. With a churning hunger, he started nipping her flesh, taking little tastes as he teased them both. By this time she was whimpering her excitement. “Please, Jacob. Kiss my nipples, please.” She thought that she was going to explode with want.
“Are they sensitive, Baby?” He was hungry to know everything about her.
Jessie didn’t really understand the question. She was past thinking. “I don’t know,” she gasped. “Help me find out. Okay?”
Damn! Her whispered request hiked his excitement level by a thousand percent. “Let me make you feel good, Baby,” he opened his lips and enveloped one velvety morsel in the wet heat of his mouth. Sucking deeply, he pulled at her breast with strong draws, letting his tongue lave the tip-end as he fed his ravenous hunger.
Blasts of heat and pleasure swamped Jessie. “Yes!” she keened. They were sensitive. God, nothing - nothing - had ever felt this good. Tingles of electric rapture assaulted her senses. “Jacob! That’s so good, Love.” She cradled his head and held him close, reveling in the magic he was creating at her breast.
The other one. Jacob wanted the other one. He had to pull himself away from one nipple to suck its lonely twin. Jesus! He wished he had two mouths. Dragging his lips from one, he skated over the softest skin imaginable to root and nuzzle at Jessie’s other sweet tit. “Do you like this, Angel? Do you like my mouth on you?” He didn’t wait for an answer, but proceeded to devour the swollen crest.
“Use your fingers, Jacob,” she urged as she coaxed his right hand up to the still wet nubbin. “I need more. Please.”
Lord, she didn’t have to beg. She never had to beg. Jacob wanted to give her the world on a silver platter. As he suckled at her left breast, he massaged the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“Jacob, Jacob,” she moaned. “I want . . . I need . . . .” she framed his face and urged his lips from her breast to her mouth.
Jacob wasn’t doing the kissing this time. Jacob was being kissed. She consumed him - devoured him - ate at his lips like she was starving to death. At the same time, he was rubbing and pulling at her nipples. Then it happened. Jacob felt it. Jessie shimmered under his hands. He wrapped her in his embrace, holding her tightly while she trembled. It was the first time that he could remember holding a piece of heaven in his arms.
Sparkles of electric heat radiated out from Jessie’s womanhood. She could feel her pussy grasping desperately around nothing. Unspeakable pleasure flowed out from her breasts and up from her clitoris. She felt like she had been thrown off a cliff and the only hope of salvation was the anchor that she clung to - Jacob McCoy.
“That’s it, Sweet Baby. That’s it. Oh, you are so precious.” He rained kisses of praise all over her face. Damn! If he weren’t almost parked on the side of the road, so that any Tom, Dick or Harry could see what they were doing, he would lay her down and love her like she had never been loved before.
“Thank you, Jacob. Thank you. That’s never happened to me before.” Holding him to her, she marveled as aftershocks shot through her system.
“You’re one special treasure, Darling. Not every woman can come just from having her breasts petted and kissed. You are so responsive, so good for my ego.” Pulling back, he watched her face. Lord, she was blushing again. He loved to watch her blush and this time he could see that the rosy color washed right down over those bountiful breasts. Mercy! She was undoubtedly the sweetest thing in the whole world.
Jessie realized that Jacob had misunderstood her. She had been trying to tell him that she had never had any kind of sex before. But explaining that would be just too embarrassing.
“Let’s get on the road. Jess. I need to call and check on Nathan and then we’ll get you home and feed you. How’s that?” With great care, he helped her fix her clothes. Reaching in the back seat, he found a spare shirt of his that he kept with him for emergencies. Wrapping it around her shoulders, he cupped her cheek. “Now, we’ve covered you up. I don’t anyone else staring at those succulent little nipples.“ Fastening the seat belt around her, he paid special attention as he pulled it across the spot where their baby rested. Hell! He had already made up his mind that the baby was his. Now, if it wasn’t - it would kill him. Shutting the door carefully, he went to the other side and climbed in. “Just rest, we’ll be there in a jiffy.”
“Are we going back to your house?” She pulled the shirt tighter around her, enjoying that it smelled like him. He was taking her back to Tebow. She had hoped for neutral territory. If he rejected her claim and sent her packing, it would be a long, sad walk back to town. Deep within, Jessie knew that Jacob would never let her make that walk, he would be kind enough to give her a ride and even hunt her a room.
“Yes, I want you with me. Is that all right? This is Saturday, is there anywhere else you have to be?”
“No,” she answered truthfully. “There’s nowhere I need to be.” She had no place to go and no one else to run to.
Jacob had to know. “Is there a man in your life, Jessie? Do you belong to someone?”
He held his breath, waiting for the verdict.
“No,” her voice was small. “I don’t belong to anybody.”
‘You do now.’ He didn’t say it out loud, but he thought it. It wasn’t time. Soon.
“Do you think I could have a glass of milk when we get there?” Jessie looked at him hopefully.
Something in his chest clenched as Jacob answered. “Sure, doll. I’ll get you some milk.” Milk. She wanted milk for the baby. His baby. He could barely keep his eyes on the road. Even though her hair was still damp and she didn’t have a bit of make-up on, she still was the prettiest thing he had ever laid eyes on. The only concession Jacob made to his wild desire to be closer to her was to reach over and cover her hand with his. It was small and soft and cold - and it trembled a little under his touch. When she clasped his hand in return, he looked at her and smiled.
His smile warmed her heart, and holding hands with him was idyllic. She had never held hands with a boy since junior high. Jacob McCoy was a very magnetic man. He was big and sure of himself, exuding confidence and power. What a joy it would be to belong to him! Whoa! ‘Stop that!’ she ordered herself. There was no use setting herself up for a fall. Even though she was bearing his child, she knew she had no real chance with him. ‘Then, what about the kisses, the caresses?’ she argued with herself. Those, she couldn’t quite explain.
It wasn’t a far drive, but Jacob made use of the time. He called in and talked to Libby and then he talked to Aron. Everything with Nathan had checked out and he would be
going home soon. He shared with Jessie, “Our boy’s going to be just fine, thanks to you.”
“Good.” Then, it hit her. That was probably why he had kissed her. He was grateful to her for saving Nathan. She thought back over their intimate encounter. Inexperienced as she was, it hadn’t occurred to her to notice if he had been aroused or had an erection. Foot! For a few minutes, Jacob had managed to make her forget her shortcomings. She was plain and chunky. Her family and friends had reinforced that idea in her mind so often that she had avoided looking in the mirror at all for the past four or five years. She was much more satisfied with the image of herself that she held in her mind than any she would see reflected back at her in a piece of glass.
“I can’t wait to find out everything about you. Ever since I saw you in the barn yesterday morning - I haven’t been able to think of anything else.” That wasn’t entirely true - he had thought about their child - but now they were so intertwined in his mind that it was hard to separate them.
“I’m not very interesting,” she confessed. “My life story couldn’t hold your attention for very long.”
“Sweetheart, you have the complete and utter attention of my heart, mind and body.” Picking up her hand that he still held, he kissed Jessie’s fingers.
She didn’t know what to say.
Soon, they pulled under the great stone arch that held up the massive TEBOW RANCH sign. “We’re almost home.”
Jessie stared at the lettering. To her the word looked like - WEBOT, but she knew from sad experience that what she saw and what was really there on that sign were two different things. Her severe dyslexia had colored every facet of her life - holding her back and making her worthless in her mother and stepfather’s eyes.
Home. His words struck a chord within her; she wondered what kind of home she would be able to provide for her baby. Parking in the circular drive, Jacob put the truck in park and killed the engine. “You stay put; I’ll come around and help you out. It’ll give me another excuse to get my hands on you.” Again, his words thrilled her. She had to force herself to remember that he was probably just teasing. That was the only explanation that made sense to her.
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