It was a dark color so Jessa couldn’t see a single thing that was happening.
She stood there, naked and alone.
She knew she could get dressed and leave. Just pretend like nothing was happening.
No. Stand here. Show him.
That’s exactly what Jessa did.
She waited. She was in love with Blaine. He would know that and he would accept that. He was the only man who touched her with care, made her feel alive, and gave her a purpose.
Jessa heard Melanie let out a groan and she instantly made fists.
She jumped toward the shower curtain… fuck this.
twenty-eight.
Blaine had been standing there, water crashing to his face, his hand between his legs, squeezing his dick. He stroked slowly, bringing himself to life. He heard someone enter the bathroom and figured it was Jessa.
Christ, I just want to jerk off and put on a fresh shirt.
Then he opened the curtain and got the shock of his life.
A beautiful brown haired, brown eyed woman standing there, naked. With Jessa… naked… behind her. The woman had nice, full tits. A little bar pierced through her left nipple. Instantly, Blaine saw his teeth holding tight against that little bar and pulling until the woman cried.
He then thought it was a test. Because of what had happened at the ultrasound.
Shit, it wasn’t his fault that little bitch was eye fucking him like crazy. Pretty little thing too. He could have bent her over the table and gave her an exam. They wouldn’t need some fucking wand to stick up her pussy to explore it. Blaine would have done it with his tongue and his cock. And the only wild heartbeat they’d find would be hers as she came all over him.
That wasn’t his fault, right? And nothing fucking happened.
“I’ll be in a few, Blaine. Just tell me when.”
That’s what Jessa said and the woman stepped into the shower. Blaine realized his hand was between her legs, feeling her soft and warm pussy. She reached back and shut the curtain. She pressed herself against Blaine. He caught himself pulling back, but could only go so far before crashing into the wall.
The woman then thrust her hips, sliding her sweet spot against his fingers. She then grabbed her left breast, cupping it. Her eyes were on fire.
Blaine curled his fingers and felt the tight entrance to her body. She bent her legs and his fingers slid into her.
Fuck… it’s tight…
Blaine gritted his teeth.
The woman let out a groan and rocked her hips again.
Blaine pulled his hand away. He touched her lower stomach and shook his head. He reached beyond the woman and tore the shower curtain back open. There was Jessa, beautiful naked, with a fist cocked back. She was ready to attack this woman.
“Out,” Blaine said. He slapped his hand to the woman’s ass and pushed. She screamed and stumbled from the shower. He then grabbed Jessa by the wrist and pulled her into the shower. “In.”
He spun her around and pinned her against the wall.
“Blaine…”
“Shut up, Jessa. Look at me.” Their eyes were locked. “Don’t look away from me. You brought me that woman to fuck?”
“Yes.”
“Like an obedient woman cooking her man a steak?”
“I guess you could say that.”
“That’s romantic, sweetheart. And it wouldn’t kill you from the inside?”
“The entire time,” Jessa said.
Who is this woman?
“No. You don’t get to feel that way. Ever.”
Blaine didn’t want to talk about what it meant. Or that he was actually feeling himself changing. Christ, had he really just given up free sex with a horny reliever who had big tits and a nipple ring?
Blaine inched down and let his lips move over Jessa’s left breast. He suckled against her soft skin, his tongue cutting left to right over her nipple. He pulled away with his teeth grazing her, making her gasp.
Goddamn… it’s worth it.
“Fuck,” Jessa whispered.
Blaine reached down and back, his hand covering her cheek and pulling at her. Jessa lifted her left leg and opened for him. Blaine touched her. She was warm, silk, a welcoming blanket to comfort him. Nothing like that other woman. That was just… pussy. This was…
Blaine wasn’t sure, but it was better.
“Fuck,” Blaine said and kissed down Jessa’s stomach. His hands gripped her inner thighs and his mouth met her beautiful sex. He growled as he tasted her, licking the honey that was better than anything else he’d ever tasted before.
Jessa grabbed his hair and pulled. “Yes. Fuck, yes, Blaine.”
Blaine curled his tongue over the nub of her clit. He pulled away. “Remember this… all mine.”
Blaine stood up. He pulled Jessa into the water, letting it fall between them and all around. He then kissed her, his hands sliding back down to her ass. His cock slipped between her legs, sliding against her soft folds. As he pumped himself, he wanted to explode already.