of lace covering her mound. “Pretty.”
“Matthew….”
“Who knew Jenesi the tomboy grew up into such a sexy woman?”
He glanced up to see a blush come over her cheeks. Her blushes belonged to him, too. He couldn’t understand his possessiveness. If she hadn’t tried to seduce him that first time, she probably wouldn’t have released this jealous monster inside of him.
Brushing a kiss over the fabric before he slid it down her legs, Matt kept watch on her reaction. She eyed him with intensity, noting his every move, his every touch. Her breasts bobbed up and down with each gulp of air she took in.
Moving in between her legs, he slid his hands over her knees and widened her position, baring her to him.
“I don’t think—”
“That’s your problem,” he said, remembering when he had shown up on her porch when he’d returned from overseas, and she’d slammed the door in his face. “You think too much.”
She giggled. “You’re incorrigible.”
“Not as incorrigible as you’re going to feel in a few minutes.” He lay down until her nether lips were in front of his face. His mouth watered. She glistened beautifully. He could tell she was as aroused as he was. Breathing in her musky, sweet scent, he took his first lick. He’d never cared for oral sex, but with Jenesi, he wanted it more than he wanted to live.
Jenesi whimpered. He made his tongue into a point and circled her clit, never once touching it. She moaned and tugged at his hair. He continued to play with her and used his thumbs to open her to his assault, sliding into her wetness.
The moment he closed his mouth over the tight bud, she bucked and let out a yell. Her body tensed, and he drank in each wave that tore through her until she lay limp before him. Climbing over, he pressed more kisses up her torso.
He unbuttoned his jeans as he reached her mouth and pressed his lips to hers. Her taste blended with his. She circled her arms around him.
Matt stilled when he heard a crunching sound from outside. He quickly pulled her skirt down and covered her with her blouse.
She stared at him in confusion.
“Put your clothes on. Someone is coming.”
Her eyes widened with shock then she moved faster than he’d ever seen her go. He almost laughed out loud as he buttoned his jeans and tugged his shirt on.
As Jenesi tucked her blouse into her skirt, his dad rounded the corner into the barn.
“What’s going on?” the old man asked.
Matt blocked her from view, but his dad wasn’t stupid. Especially not with the way he was grinning at them. He watched as his dad’s gaze dropped to the floor where Jenesi’s purple panties lay discarded.
“I see I didn’t need to come inspect. You kids carry on. See you later.” Gerald spun around and disappeared.
Matt turned to see Jenesi wringing her fingers in front of her. “Hey.” He took her hands in his and brought them to his lips. “It’s okay.”
“You think your dad knew what we were doing here?”
He blinked, noting the embarrassment coloring her face. Quickly giving her a smile, he shook his head and kissed her briefly on the mouth. “He probably has no idea. Don’t worry about it.”
She frowned. He smoothed his thumb over the stubborn furrow.
“Are you sure?”
He tried to hide his laughter, but the corner of his mouth lifted, and he glanced at her panties on the barn floor.
Jenesi groaned and bent to pick them up. “Oh God. I’m never going to be able to look him in the face ever again.”
He chuckled. “He’ll get over it. Besides, we’re both adults. It’s not like my dad thinks I’m a monk.”
She frowned. “That’s not comforting.”
“I’m serious.” He drew her into his arms. “I’m not going to lie, but I haven’t been with anyone since our last time.”
Her features softened. Trust shone in her eyes. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Go home. Shower. And I’ll pick you up for the movie later.”
She leaned back to stare up at him. “Can I
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