Lead On (Complete)

~ Chapter 16 ~

Rose moaned at the feel of those lips again. She knew, deep down, that none of this was right, but she wanted to believe him, believe that story. Not that she doubted it because she didn’t. But she still couldn’t figure out what the hell had kept him away for so long, not if he loved her like he claimed.

And now, for the moment, she had him in the one place she had wanted him; in her arms and between her legs. She knew better, she really did, but right now that wasn’t going to stop her. Why not take the one thing they both wanted? It wasn’t like she was forgiving him or anything. This was all about taking care of a need that had been denied for way too many years.

She dragged her nails through his hair as her legs locked around his hips. At this point, she was going to be damned if he got away. And she knew him, 10 years didn’t change that, he still wanted her, still craved her. She moaned again as his tongue met hers. And the kiss exploded on a whole new level. His hands clutched her hips and brought her close to the hard bulge in his jeans.

She rubbed against him, letting all thoughts leave and acted on pure feelings. She wanted him and he wanted her and they were going to take it back to their high school years because she had no time to waste in driving somewhere for a bed. She broke the kiss to quickly pull both her shirt off, and his. And she took a moment to admire the chest before her. Jeff had always taken care of himself and it seemed he hadn’t stopped. And like his arms that were sporting more ink, so were his chest and those abs. Her nails traced one tattoo and then another before both her hands ran up his chest, scraping over his n*****s and around his neck, pulling him in for another kiss.

His hands ran over her hips and up her stomach, cupping her breasts through her bra and she moaned. Sure, she had slept with a few other guys but no one had her body on fire like Jeff could do. His touch always sent sparks through her and she had yet to find any man who did that as well. And with skilled fingers, he reached around and unhooked her bra, pulling the material away. He pulled back and let his eyes take in their fill.

“God damn Rose, I have always loved your t**s, they have always been so plump and full.” She wasn’t sure why those words made her blush, he had told her before. Maybe it was because it had been so long since she had heard them? He leaned down as his hands cupped her t**s, his tongue swirling around a hardened peak while his fingers played with the other one, drawing moan after moan from her.

“s**t Jeff, you sure play with them like you missed them.” He looked up at her as his mouth moved to other n****e but this time tugging on it.

“Maybe I have. You won’t stop a man from something he enjoyed right?” No, she wouldn’t stop him, not when she was enjoying it as well. She moaned again and whimpered when he stopped. But once his arms wrapped around her and lifted her up did she lock her legs around him, understanding that anything else was going to have to happen in the cab.

He opened the door and then laid her down before climbing in himself. At least this cab had more room than his truck back in high school. He made quick work of undoing her jeans and sliding them down, his fingers trailing over her bare thighs before they ran over her p***y.

“Fuckin’ s**t darlin’, you are so wet.”

“Yes Jeff, wet and in need. Please do something about it.” Was that really her begging for more? Not that she would back out now but she really thought that she would never be doing that again. But he did help her out because his fingers slipped into her and she cried out again. And really came undone as she felt his tongue buried deep in her p***y. f**k, when had he moved?

God, could he make her speechless in minutes. In so many ways, Jeff was an amazing lover and he always enjoyed turning her inside out. Guess that was another skill he hadn’t lost over time either. His tongue pulled out and pushed in again and she squeezed her eyes shut as her fingers found their way into his hair.

He pulled away and she whimpered, her pulse hammering for him to finish. His fingers slid in and curled upward and her eyes flew open to look at him, a gasp on her lips. He grinned at the new spot and she knew that she would not hold out long if he kept tormenting her there. He added more pressure and leaned back down, flicking his tongue over her c**t.

“Jeff…I…you…stop.”

“Never darlin’. Let me taste you.” He bent down again and drew her c**t into his mouth and she came undone. She came hard, holding him tightly as she cried out her pleasure. “Mmm, that is so damn good.” She watched him as he shifted so he could kneel over her and her eyes flew to the very hard d**k he was sporting. s**t, if she thought they could grow anymore, she would have said he gained a few inches from their last time together.

“Jeff…” She suddenly she felt like her high school self. She wasn’t sure what to think and for them, it had been so long. Truth be told, it had been a while since she had been with anyone actually.

“Shh darlin’, I got you.” And with those words and the kiss he gave her, she believed him. He wrapped his arm around her and slid into her. She moaned against his lips, almost finding home with him. She wrapped her arms around him, just like she did her legs and met his hips with her own.

At the given moment, she wasn’t caring how right or wrong this was. She was just caught up in the passion that he had brought forth out of her. She clutched his shoulders tighter as his kiss had all the promise that his hips were delivering. She broke away, her head falling backward as she felt her body starting the upward climb to that bliss she always found with him.

“Oh God Jeff,” she cried as his hips picked up the pace, seeming like he was chasing his own sweet release.

“That’s it darlin’, let me feel you clench me, let me find home.” Rose opened her eyes and looked at the man above her, his eyes focused on her own. Home, he said, let him find home. Home was her, that was the unspoken thing he was saying. And she had to agree; he had always been, and probably would always be, her home; not that she needed to tell him that.

“Let me feel you Jeff, give me everything you have, please. Come with me.” He closed his eyes for a brief moment before and then he shifted and found the sweetest spot within her that made her see the stars. She gasped, her nails digging into his shoulder as she clenched him tightly while she came. He groaned as he pushed into her a few more times and than he was following her own release with his own.

He collapsed on her, holding her as tight as she was holding him, his face buried in her neck. “I love you darlin’,” he mumbled and she froze. She always said it back, but right now, she couldn’t say those words. Not that she didn’t feel them, because she always would but if she said them he would think all was okay between them; and everything was far from okay. Sure, s**t got explained but none of that made up for ten God damn years, and even though this happened, that did not make up for it. He had a lot of work to do if he even WANTED to get close to a relationship again.

And as the passion haze started wearing off, she wanted to smack herself for the biggest mistake she could have made. ‘f**k,’ she thought.

“Jeff?”

“Hmm?”

“I need to get dressed and you need to take me home, now.”