She can't stay stuck inside her head forever, and if I have learned anything with Jesse in the last few days, I affect her just as much as she does me. I'll use whatever means I have, to make her go back to the flirty woman who was eager to come home with me outside the restaurant.
When she doesn't immediately respond to my words, I break out the big guns. Literally. I step back pulling off my own jacket. Laying it across the chair beside me, I raise an eye brow at her. "Gorgeous, I'm not ashamed to admit that this cute, sweet, shy girl thing that you have going on right now is a real turn on. However, I miss the woman who I had dinner with tonight. You might remember her. She was laughing at me and making fun of my lackluster bowling abilities. If I recall correctly, she was even making out with me in the parking lot of a five-star restaurant. She was a firecracker.
“I happen to know she has some sort of fetish with my arms, so this is strictly an effort to lure her back." I reach down making a showing of rolling up my sleeves even further. My silly play did exactly as intended. Jesse starts shaking her head and laughing at me.
"You are so full of yourself," she says, rolling her eyes.
"It worked though. She's back! I'd recognize that eye roll anywhere. Care to explain to me where you went."
She lets out a groan, "I’m just a little nervous. It feels like scheduled hook up time. When we were in the moment, it was easy but now…I don’t know."
"I didn't schedule this! If this works out, maybe I'll schedule you for next week, but tonight was just pure luck," I tease trying to ease her nerves.
"Are you always this big of a jerk when a girl doesn't want to kiss you?” Her serious tone makes my head snap up. She walks away, picking up the beer that was sitting on the coffee table. Tipping it up, she completely drains it before turning back to face me.
"Hey, you know I was kidding, right? I wasn't trying to be a dick. I was just trying to make you laugh, that's all. There is no pressure tonight, Jess. I just wanted to spend more time with you. I like having you around."
"You know for such a big tough guy, you really are a sucker." She winks at me.
"You little..." I don't complete my thought before racing across the room sweeping up her petite body up, and softly dropping her onto the couch. She lets out a squeal the minute her feet leave the ground. I watch her writhe under me while I pin her to the couch tickling her. As much as I like to think of myself as the gentleman I portrayed tonight, I can't help but wish she was writhing in ecstasy while I was buried inside her. Just the thought makes my pants stir. I'm lying on top of her and the way she's moving has caused her dress to ride up. I realize that my denim zipper is directly against her panties. And damn, if that doesn't almost finish me off.
I lock my eyes to hers and stop moving. She’s staring at me with flushed cheeks as if she just realized our position as well. Just as I begin to move away, I see her tongue peak out wetting her lips. Oh yeah, this is happening.
Jesse
OH MY God, oh my God. This cannot be happening...can it? Brett has this hooded look like he wants to devour me, and my panties are soaked. I am surprised I'm not leaving a wet spot on his jeans. Oh please, don't let it be leaving a wet spot. That would be humiliating.
Okay Jess, it’s time to woman up! You can do this. Deep breath! This is what you have been dreaming about for months.
"Jess?" Brett asks with slight hesitation in his voice. Before I give myself any more time to chicken out, I lift up and cup the back of his neck and pull him into a deep kiss. Proving to myself that I'm okay with this...whatever this may be. Pushing up on my elbows, careful not to break the kiss I reach down to unzip my dress.
"Let me do that, gorgeous," he breathes into my mouth. His hands glide down over my breasts to the zipper on the side of my dress. My skin is on fire and he can probably see the blush from my head to my toes. Brett slowly peels the top down and exposes my red lace. He traces around my hard nipples with his fingertips, before reaching around to unclasp my bra. With one flick, I feel it loosen and begin to fall away.