Chapter 65. Second date/Final part
Lilly Bradley
His words struck deep within me, sending a shiver down my spine. He cupped my face, ignoring the fact that we had started moving. It was a hungry kiss, igniting me with just that. When it ended, he looked me in the eyes.
"You are beautiful."
"You're looking at me differently..." I whispered, running my hand along his neck before pulling him towards me. Now it was my turn. We kissed again as we reached the top, and when we parted, we caught our breath. "I think it's time to go." His eyes studied me intently.
"Where?" he asked, confused, as we reached the bottom. The man looked at us and gestured if we were continuing the game. I shook my head, descending and pulling Jackson's hand. "Lilly?" But I didn't answer. I needed to get to a private place. After a few minutes navigating through the crowd, we found our way to the exit and reached the truck. "Do you want to leave already?" he asked as Richard disarmed the alarm, and I looked at them.
"I need to talk to your boss for a few minutes. And I need total privacy for a moment..." I said seriously, but they looked at Jackson, who seemed a bit confused.
"Yes," he looked at Richard, "wait in the car behind. When we're done talking, we'll leave." They nodded and got into the armored car that followed us, along with two other men. I opened the back door and slid inside, then he followed, closing the door and keeping his gaze on mine. "What's going on? Did I say or do something I shouldn't have? Is it because of what I said about...?" Jackson's brow furrowed when I put my fingers against his lips. He pressed his lips for a moment, seeing that I wasn't saying anything. "Lilly..." but I interrupted him.
"What you said was perfect. So perfect that..." I licked my lips, then bit my lower lip. He understood.
"Really? Now?" I nodded, smiling. He shifted to look at the car behind us, probably wondering if we'd have trouble with someone seeing us, but the windows were heavily tinted. Then he sat properly and looked forward. I could see his nerves blossom, making me think I might have been too bold.
"I think I was a bit forward and..." He was quick. In one motion, he lifted me, nearly making my head hit the car's roof. I ended up straddling him. "Oh, that was..." I stopped when his hands began to move slowly up my thighs, then slid to my rear. I could see Jackson's lips parting to take a breath. My nipples rubbed against the lace of my bra, igniting something inside me. His words carried much weight now, now that we were dating. I hadn't realized how much I cared, despite the short time we'd known each other. Seeing the woman in front of him made me jealous, but she was someone who had hurt him in the past. If I had known it was her, I would have reacted differently, like telling her a few words to make it clear he wasn't available, especially not to her. My heart pounded so hard, so full of something, something I couldn't yet decipher.
"What are you thinking about...?" he whispered, giving my rear a squeeze.
"About you." Then I felt the bulge beneath me, and he smiled broadly.
"And I... ah," he paused, "my friend is thinking about you too..." I leaned towards him, with both arms on either side of his face, my chest pressed against his. Jackson rested his head on the edge of the seat's backrest. My teeth caught his chin, and I bit it gently.
"This will be quick..." I whispered against his skin.
"Why does it have to be quick?" he asked, puzzled.
"Because we're in public." I smiled as an idea came to me. "Jackson, don't move. A patrol is coming." He tried to move me, but I stopped him. "Don't move," I warned.
"Fine, I won't," he whispered.
"You mustn't make a sound, or they'll realize we're doing something inappropriate."
"But..." I made a sound with my mouth that meant "Don't talk." He didn't say anything else, but I noticed his body tense up.
"I'm going to move as slowly as possible." The excitement was sky-high. I began to rub myself to find friction with the bulge beneath me. I saw him swallow hard, his breathing becoming more erratic, and his fingers dug into my rear, sliding under the fabric to feel my skin.
"Oh my God..." he whispered very softly. I leaned in to capture his lips, my kiss filled with adrenaline and desire. I was very, very excited. His hands gripped my rear tighter to set a rhythm, and I felt him grow beneath me.
"Just like that..." I whispered as I pulled away from his lips, unable to stifle a moan. He was panting as we moved.
"I can't take it anymore," he suddenly said. "To hell with the police." Then we reacted. I quickly unbuttoned his shirt to touch him, and he desperately tried to open my blouse. Our hands were everywhere. I had to take off my pants, leaving me in my lace panties. Moments later, I was on top of him again. His fingers clumsily slid down to remove the fabric, and his member was ready to enter me.
"Wait..." I said, panting. I could even say I had a sheen of sweat from all the unexpected movement.
"What?" he said, panting, his hands on my hips.
"You don't have protection..." His eyes widened a bit.
"I'll finish outside..." I could see him tense up. "Are you on something?"
"Yes, I take my pill every day," I paused briefly, "for hormonal reasons."
"So, can I...?" His question threw me off.
"Just this once," I said, already anxious. I wanted him inside me. I immediately thought of buying the morning-after pill to be sure. I let out a moan loaded with pleasure as he began to enter. His body trembled for a couple of seconds.
"Oh my God..." he growled through gritted teeth, "You're so tight, I don't think I can get in without coming first..."
"No, no," but I was very lubricated, so he ended up getting in. He let out a long, thunderous sigh.
"I love this feeling..." He started moving, and suddenly, he quickened his pace, making me gasp, moan, and even growl a bit. I was about to come when he began to slow down.
"No, no, no, faster..." I begged as my orgasm started to slip away.
"Enjoy it, honey, we're skin to skin..." I noticed his tension, "we're creating a connection, Lilly." He moaned when I sped up the movement. "Wait..." he growled again, pulling down my bra cup to take my breast into his mouth. I threw my head back in pleasure. When he bit my nipple, a wave of desire surged through every corner of my body. "God... I can't hold on much longer..." He fell back against the seat, and we sped up until I felt my orgasm approaching. My hands were gripping his shoulders tightly. His goosebumps were a signal for me. I made circles with the last thrusts, and that pushed us both to our climaxes. My body convulsed uncontrollably, and Jackson tried to stifle his growl but failed. Slowly, we came to a stop. I leaned back against his chest, listening to our ragged breaths. We stayed like that for a few more minutes.
"That... was... exciting..." I confessed.
"You've ended this second date with a bang. I'll call it 'My First Times,'" he paused, "It was my first time going to a movie," his voice grew softer, "It was my first time at an amusement park, and my first time making love in the back of a car..." I looked into his eyes as I leaned back, and his lips parted again, reflecting something in his gaze I hadn't seen before. "And it was my first time with you in my sexual awakening..." His voice cracked a bit more.
"Jackson..." I whispered his name, then leaned in to kiss his lips. As we pulled apart, I caressed his cheek.
"And I want you to hear what I'm going to say for the first time, looking into your eyes." His face softened even more. "I love you, Lilly."