Jesse's List: A Beach Pointe Romance

by Mysti Parker

  They ignored the dance rules and pressed their bodies close. Jesse’s arm felt so wonderful wrapped around her waist, his fingers splayed across her bare back.

  Jesse sang along with the song, his voice barely above a whisper, but music to her ears. “And I can’t help falling in love with you.”

  She rested her cheek on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and savored the miracle that was her life.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Moonlight sparkled in silvery ripples on the pond. Crickets and tree frogs sang to the clear midnight sky. Jesse threaded his fingers through Leigh's and brought her hand to his lips. He kissed her smooth knuckles. A warm summer night's breeze blew through her hair. She had let it down on the ride home. Flames from the citronella candles he'd hurriedly lit now flickered in her eyes.

  “Are you sure?” he asked.

  “I’m sure.” Leigh turned around, holding her hair out of the way.

  He found the zipper and prayed it wouldn’t be stuck. It wasn’t. The body-hugging dress released her and fell to her waist. Even in the scant light of the moon, her bare back was exquisite. She turned around, hands over her breasts. He could tell she was nervous, so he would have to let her take the lead.

  Uncovering one breast, then the other, Leigh peeled back two circles of fabric—what was it women called them? Who the fuck cared? She dropped them at her feet. His eyes took in the dark, peaked roundness of her nipples that were right there. He fought back the urge to touch them, kiss them, lick them. Leigh grabbed both lapels of his tuxedo jacket and helped him shrug out of it. It fell to the quilt they’d spread across the dock, beside the shoes they’d already shed. Her fingers trembled as she unbuttoned his shirt. He encased her hands in his and kissed her as tenderly as he could.

  His body screamed, “Faster!” But no, he had to take it slow. Above all else, he didn’t want to rush and hurt her. It was her first time, after all. He’d never been any woman’s first time before, so he had to make this count.

  He let go of her hands. They were steadier now as she finished releasing the buttons of his shirt. She unfastened the clasp on his bow tie and whipped it out from the collar.

  “Whoa, wild woman,” he said.

  She flashed a wicked grin. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.” She urged the shirt off his shoulders, pausing to kiss the dip in his collarbone. Her breasts teased his chest as she slid it sensuously down his arms.

  Holy shit. She unbuckled his belt, then palmed him through the fabric. She massaged gently until he was hard as hell and begging for release. He sucked in a breath, closed his eyes, and groaned.

  "Are you sure you're a virgin?" he squeezed through gritted teeth.

  "Very sure. But I study a lot of sex advice books. I watch erotic videos. I even pleasure myself when I feel the need. I may be a virgin, but I'm not a nun."

  As if to emphasize that point, she unzipped his slacks and gripped him hard through his boxers.

  "Shit, woman."

  Unable to stand the torture any longer, he pulled down slacks and boxers in one fell swoop, stepped out of them, and kicked them aside. Balanced precariously on one foot then the other to remove his socks, a moment of panic washed over him. Don’t fall in the pond. Don’t fall in the pond.

  Back on two solid feet, his gaze landed on her bare, beautiful, shapely legs. She had removed her dress and tossed it onto his tuxedo jacket. She wasn't joking. Leigh might have never been with a man, but she was far from clueless when it came to sex. He raised his eyes slowly, giving them time to feast on that perfect silhouette. Thighs that flared into hourglass hips, the dark silken patch of her thong at the apex of her legs. A slender waist that curved into breasts sized just perfectly to fill his hands. His gaze met hers. They both stood there for a moment, taking each other in.

  A fish splashed close to the dock. Leigh snatched Jesse’s hand and placed his palm over her breast. Goose pimples spawned across her warm, smooth skin. His thumb brushed over her nipple. She inhaled sharply and let it out in a shaky exhale. His dick throbbed, ready to dive in at a moment's notice.

  But her breasts needed some attention first. Slowly, he lowered his head and lightly flicked her nipple with his tongue. She whimpered, but held to the back of his head and coaxed him to do more. He squeezed and teased the nipple of one breast while he licked and suckled on the other.

  "Yeah," she said, her voice a ragged whisper. "That's..."

  He suckled harder, pinched the other nipple, and rolled it between finger and thumb. She cried out softly.

  "Did I hurt you?" he asked, releasing her breasts, worried that he'd moved too fast.

  Leigh shook her head. "Best pain I've ever had. More, please." She guided his hand to her mound. The look in her eyes dared him to make the next move.

  He stroked her gently through the silky thong. Was that a hint of wetness? Just knowing he could turn her on like that spurred him to push her limits.

  He hooked his thumbs in the straps of her thong and lowered himself to his knees as he guided them down her legs. She lifted one foot then the other. He tossed them somewhere. Probably in the pond. But he wasn't about to go looking for them now. He caressed her thighs. They quivered under his touch.

  His hands climbed higher, pausing at the border of her leg and mound. "May I touch you?"

  "Jesse, you can stop being a gentleman now."

  He grinned. "As you wish." With his middle finger, he concentrated on her swollen clit, circling it slowly.

  She let out a quiet moan and gripped his shoulders as though she might not be able to stay upright. He hoped that was a good sign.

  He sped the pace, circling then flicking and repeating it until her mouth parted and her breaths came in shaky gasps. "Want more?"

  "Mmmm..."

  He took that as a yes, slid his finger through her slick folds and sank it into her in one swift stroke. She cried out that time. He didn’t know whether it meant pain or pleasure until she rocked her hips and widened her stance.

  Shit, yeah. Jesse plunged in faster, harder, until her nails dug into his shoulders. Her body quaked. He kept going then kicked it up a notch. He bent his head and licked her clit. As soon as he latched onto it and suckled gently, she came, crying out so loud the whole county probably heard, but he didn't give a flying fuck. The feel of her clenching around his finger and her nails breaking his skin was entirely worth it.

  Before she could come down from her high, he swooped her up in his arms. She yelped, then laughed. Carefully, he lowered her down to the quilt onto her back. Jesse hovered over her on all fours and took in the contours of her face. Her smile lit up the night, her eyes wide and filled with love. For him, of all people.

  He stroked her cheek and spoke softly. "There's no going back from this, Leigh. Are you sure?"

  "Why the hell would I want to go back? I want you inside me. Now." She pulled down hard on his shoulders, urging him to keep up the momentum they had going.

  He’d question how he’d gotten so lucky later. Leigh parted her legs as he lowered himself to his elbows, his erection right at the entrance to heaven. Closing her eyes, she wrapped her legs around his thighs and tugged him closer. With one solid thrust, he slid in deep. She gasped, and her eyes flew wide open. He thought he’d hurt her.

  "Don't you dare stop," she said and bucked beneath him.

  "Yes, ma'am." He thrust slowly, holding his weight off her so he could watch her every response. She felt so fucking good around his dick, he had to concentrate to get this just right. As he sped the pace with long, careful thrusts, she closed her eyes and let out a long moan.

  “Jesse…” It was just a whisper on the wind, but it was enough to drive him toward his peak.

  He thrust faster, straightening his arms to lift his torso higher and get just the right leverage. Two seconds later, she fisted the quilt and threw her head back, crying out in sheer pleasure. Her sheath pulsed around him.

  He clenched his eyes shut and erupted inside her, losing all sense of time
and place as his primal instincts took over, kept him thrusting. He cried out fragments of words he couldn’t quite articulate. The excitement ebbed. Slowing to a stop, his shaft relaxed but remained nestled in her warmth. Blood rushed to his head and made him dizzy. But he shook it off and blinked to bring her satisfied smile into focus. They both breathed hard. He searched her eyes for any indication of regret or pain. Nothing but happiness shone back.

  He kissed her long and slow. Then he rolled off onto his back. Leigh snuggled against him, one leg draped over his. Her hand rested over his pounding heart.

  I love you didn’t fit this kind of emotion. Here in his arms rested the one person who brought to light who he truly was, despite the pain he had inflicted upon her. He had no doubt that he would spend the rest of his life showing her just how grateful he was.

  Leigh’s breaths slowed. She rose on one elbow, smiled, and yawned. “What now?”

  Jesse caressed her cheek. “Sleep. We'll worry about tomorrow when tomorrow comes."

  THE END

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  Other Books by this Author

  Beach Pointe New Adult Romantic Comedy Series

  Mann Cakes

  Jesse’s List

  The Tallenmere Fantasy Romance Series

  A Ranger's Tale

  Serenya's Song

  Hearts in Exile

  No Place Like Home

  Historical

  A Time for Everything

  The Magic Massage Erotic Series

  Sophie & the Cowboy

  Sophie & the Socialite

  Sophie & the Professor

  Contemporary (with co-author MJ Post)

  Chances Are

  City Meets Country Contemporary Series (coming 2018)

  The Roche Hotel Romantic Comedy Series

  The Roche Hotel: Season One (FREE!)

  The Roche Hotel: Season Two

  The Roche Hotel: Season Three

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