I wanted to kiss him. What was the worst that could happen? He could say no, and I’d be humiliated. But I wouldn’t have any regrets. And at least I’d know the truth.
He was lying on his side. I inched closer, trying not to be too obvious. His eyes were half closed, so I had to act now, before he fell asleep.
I licked my lips and leaned in. I pressed my mouth against his, just barely touching. Jackson acted immediately. He surged forward and covered my mouth with his. His mouth was searing-hot, and he tasted of peppermint. He immediately took over the kiss, licking into my mouth.
The feel of his hot tongue in my mouth spurred me into action.
Acting on instinct, I pushed my hips forward. Through my thin pants, I felt his erection. I’d felt a guy’s hard cock before, when they brushed up against me on a dance floor. But this was different. My stomach flipped over.
Then Jackson’s strong hands were on my shoulders. “You’re playing with fire,” he said.
“I know.”
“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he said harshly.
I rolled my hips into his again. “I want you.”
“Want what? You need to be specific. Because I know what I want.”
“What is it that you want?” I asked.
“I want to rip those pants off your body, and push my cock in your sweet little pussy.” His fingers were firm on my shoulder. “You’re not ready for that.”
“I am. I want you to do it. I want you to take my virginity.” I didn’t get the travel experience I wanted. But if Jackson was willing, I could get my first time the way that I wanted.
He moved his hands to my face and gripped it tight. “No. That’s not what you need”
I shook my head. “If you’re saying no because you don’t want to, that’s cool. I get it. But if you’re saying no for me, then don’t. I want this. You’re hot, you’re so competent, and you’re a nice guy. And I’ve always had a thing for guys that were older than me.”
He let go of my face and moved back. “We’re outside. We’re camping. That’s not the right place for your first time.”
Now it was my turn to reach out to him. I put my hand on his cheek, feeling the rough stubble under my palm. “It is. This is something I’ve always wanted. I wanted an adventure, far away from Georgia, and my sterile life. And you’ve given it to me. I couldn't imagine a better first time.”
In the lamplight, his dark eyes gleamed. But he hadn’t walked away yet, and I took that as an encouragement. “It’s cheesy,” I said. “But I’ve never ever felt any attraction like this before. I want you. I won’t change my mind.”
Chapter Nine
Jackson
What the fuck was I supposed to do with that?
My cock was so hard I could barely think straight. I’d thought my graphic words would scare Loren away, but she kept right on, pushing me.
Usually when a woman said she wanted my cock, I fucked her without mercy. I gave her what she wanted, and I made sure she had a damned good time. But those were experienced women, who understood what they were asking. Not some inexperienced girl, who’d just graduated from college. A girl who’d never spent one day away from her high-class family, until now. And managed to get herself mugged on day one.
Just like I’d told her, I’d been able to see that Loren was trouble as soon as I’d met her.
She didn’t have good sense, because so far, everything I’d said had only seemed to encourage her more. She wasn’t thinking straight. She had to still be shaken up from the jackass who’d tried to rob her. If I fucked her, she’d regret it, and I didn’t want to live with that.
But I couldn’t keep resisting her confined here in this tiny space. Especially not if we were stuck in this sleeping bag, where she could keep pressing her lithe little body into my hard cock. I was already about to explode. I yanked the sleeping bag down and sat up. “It’s a bad idea.”
I heard her moving around and then she was sitting up too. There wasn’t much room in the tent to move around, but she twisted her body around to face me.
“Do you want to sleep with me?” she asked.
“Yes. I do.”
“Then why won’t you?” she asked.
“I’ve already told you. It’s a bad idea. I’m not a romantic guy. I’d fuck you, and you’d wish you’d never done it.”
“You’re just like everyone else.” She unzipped the tent flap and climbed out, and then zipped it shut again.
I followed her out. She’d lost her damn mind, and didn’t need to stomp off in anger and run straight into a fucking black bear. “Where are you going?”
“I’m going for a swim.” She marched toward the edge of the water.
Overhead, the moon was bright. “It’s fifty-nine degrees right now. You’ll freeze.” I rushed forward and grabbed her by the arm.
“Stop telling me what to do!” She stuck her foot in the edge and kicked, sending a spray of icy water at me.
Water splashed onto my legs, and dripped down my t-shirt. “That was fucking cold,” I said.
She stared up at me in defiance. “Tough guy like you should be able to handle a little cold water.”
I grabbed her and pulled her to me, holding her body flush with mine. “You really want this?”
“I do.”
“Then I’ll give it to you.” I kissed her again, harder this time before pulling back. “If you want to stop, you need to tell me. Otherwise, I’m going to keep going.”
She nodded. “I want this. I won’t back out.”
“It’s supposed to be fun. Remember that. Now, and in the future.” The moonlight was bright, and although there were no other campers around, we’d be visible to anyone who walked up. I walked us over, mindful that she was barefoot, and got us near an outcropping of trees that would conceal us if anyone walked by.
If she thought this was romantic, then I wasn't going to argue. I sure preferred this wide open sky and fresh air over any fancy hotel room. I wrapped one arm around her thin waist and pulled her closer. My cock was so hard it throbbed. I couldn’t wait to bury it in her sweet pussy, assuming we got that far.
I got my other hand on her sweet little ass, cupping the firm, round globe with my palm. “I can’t wait to bury my cock inside you.”
She stepped apart, straddling one of my legs. Knowing her pussy was directly against my skin, it sent a wave of electricity through my blood. I shuddered. I hitched her body forward, grinding my cock against her.
She arched her back and shoved her breasts into my chest. “Responsive,” I said. “I like it.” I shoved my hand under her shirt “No bra. I like that too.” She moaned as I tweaked her nipple with my fingers.
She rolled her hips, rubbing against my thigh. I lifted her and scooted her forward, until her feet were mostly off the ground, and her body was flush with mine, and I could savor the friction of her hips against my cock.
I went back to kissing her, while still kneading and squeezing her breasts. “I need to taste you,” I said. I shoved her shirt up and got my mouth on her nipple. I licked and sucked, while she moaned. “Shhh,” I said. “I think we’re alone. But I don’t want anyone coming to check on us.” I bit down, gently on her breast while she writhed against me. “I don’t want to have to chase anyone off while I’m fucking you.”