Chapter 88: Pull Out

Jalen pulled Jessica back into a kiss with her pressing even closer against him now, feeling the warmth of her body pressed against his.

The traces of her red lipstick smeared slightly on his lips, but he didn’t care. It was intoxicating, just like everything about her.

“You enjoy that, huh?” Jessica teased between kisses, her voice sounding sultry, and her fingers dragging lightly through his short hair.

“Of course I do,” Jalen murmured, his lips moving down the curve of her jaw to the sensitive spot just below her ear. “You know exactly what you’re doing wearing a dress like that and putting these heels back on.”

His hands squeezed her again, this time with a little more insistence, making her inhale sharply.

Jessica smiled, tilting her head to give him better access as his lips traveled down her neck. “And what are you gonna do about it?” she challenged, though her voice wavered slightly with desire.

Jalen grinned against her skin. “I think you already know the answer to that.”

Jalen would like to have picked Jessica up in this situation, but he wasn’t far enough in his recovery for that kind of exertion.

So, instead he took her hand and led her toward the bedroom. Jessica’s fingers and long red nails intertwined with his as she allowed him to lead her.

Jalen brought her to his bedroom and gently sat her down onto the bed. Jalen settled between her legs, his hands roaming over her curves as their lips found each other once more.

The way Jessica was kissing him told Jalen that she didn’t feel the need to stop herself in that moment. She wanted this as much as he did.

She suddenly pulled back and looked at Jalen intently. “Jalen, if we’re going to do this, you can’t cum inside of me. I’m not ready for a baby.”

“Understood.” Jalen said. “Luckily, my pull-out game is top notch.”

Jessica arched a brow, smiling slightly. “Oh really? That what you told the other seven?”

Jalen chuckled, leaning in again. “Okay, fair point, but I mean it. I’ll be careful.”

Jessica held his gaze for a moment, searching for any hesitation.

“Good,” she finally said softly, her fingers tracing the outline of his jaw before pulling him back down to her. “Because I want this ... I want you, but on my terms.”

Jalen nodded, his lips brushing against hers before trailing lower, his hands exploring every curve of her body. “I can definitely work with that.”

Jessica sighed as he made his way down, her back arching slightly in anticipation.

Jalen repositioned himself lower around her waist and began to hike her dress up. As he pushed it higher, his hands never rushed. They moved slowly and reverently. Jessica’s breathing deepened as her gaze locked onto his, daring him to keep going.

He pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh making her breath hitch. He then reached up and hooked his fingers inside of her cream-colored panties and eased them down with maddening slowness. The glimmering dress was now bunched around her waist with her long legs still clad in those show-stopping heels.

Jessica took it upon herself to sit up and lift herself for a second so she could slide her dress up over her head and toss it aside. Her breasts sprang free from the sparkling silver material of her gown, bouncing and rippling as they did.

She laid back down, now naked onto Jalen’s bed. The only thing she still had on were her sparkling silver Christian Louboutin high heels.

It was obvious that she left them on deliberately, knowing Jalen was really turned on by them.

Jalen marveled at Jessica. Her body was absolutely exquisite, and even better than what was teased during her performances.

Her breasts were absolute perfection, her pink nipples small and hard, her breasts soft but firm. They were huge, very round, and begging to be squeezed and sucked on.

She noticed his eyes staring at her breasts.

“For the record, yes, they’re real,” she said looking at him smiling mischievously.

Jalen grinned. He scanned the rest of her body.

Her stomach was unsurprisingly toned, and she also had wider than average hips, seemingly perfect for allowing the right dick to enter her when she wanted it.

Her legs were completely shaved and also toned. She clearly did some kind of cardio on a regular basis.

Jalen almost felt unworthy of this honor.

She laid on the bed in all of her glory, her red lips still smiling at him knowing perfectly well the effect she was having on him right then.

The look in Jessica’s eyes was full of hunger and content. She could see the way Jalen was eye fucking her, but she seemed to like it.

It wasn’t just lust, though there was plenty of that. Her eyes also had a hint of something deeper, something that said she felt seen in a way she hadn’t before.

She stretched her arms above her head, arching her back slightly, knowing exactly what she was doing to him.

Then she suddenly looked at him more directly, her eyes now laced with concern.

“Are you going to be okay with your wound still healing? I don’t want to hurt you,” she said in a cautious voice.

Jalen gave her a reassuring smile. “I’ll be fine. I promise. I’m a lot stronger than I was three weeks ago.”

Jessica survey him and then nodded. “Maybe I should drive. At least to make sure you can hold up.”

Jalen chuckled again. “I got no issue with that.”

Jessica smiled at his easy acceptance, then pushed gently on his chest. “Good. Then lie back.”

Jalen did as she asked, easing himself down onto the bed with a small wince he tried to hide. Jessica stood for a moment at the foot of the bed, completely naked except for those glittering silver Louboutin heels. She looked down at him with a slow, hungry smile, then climbed onto the bed and straddled his hips.

She reached between them, wrapped her fingers around his thick length, and rubbed the head against her slick entrance before slowly sinking down onto him.

Both of them groaned at the same time.

“Fuck...” Jalen hissed, his hands immediately gripping her hips as her tight, wet heat enveloped him inch by inch.

Jessica’s head fell back, red hair spilling down her back as she took every inch of him. She stayed still for a few seconds once he was fully inside her, just savoring the stretch, before she started to move.

She rode him slow at first with deep, rolling grinds of her hips that let her feel every ridge and vein. Her hands braced on his chest, red nails lightly scraping over his skin. The sight of her on top of him, breasts bouncing with every movement, those ridiculous heels still on her feet, was almost too much.

Jalen’s hands slid up her sides to cup her heavy breasts, thumbs brushing over her hard pink nipples. Jessica moaned softly and leaned forward, bracing her hands on either side of his head so her breasts hung right in front of his face.

He didn’t need any more invitation.

Jalen lifted his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, tongue swirling around it before he sucked harder. Jessica’s rhythm faltered for a second as a sharp moan escaped her. She kept riding him, slower now, grinding down deep while he sucked and licked at her breasts, switching from one to the other. Her fingers threaded into his short hair, holding him there as she moved.