Page 27 of Pucking Rebound

“And you’re a beautiful man, Jordy Miller, with a big heart. Give yours to someone who deserves it, because Sienna didn’t.”

“I didn’t ask her to stay,” I admit out loud for the first time ever.

“You shouldn’t have had to. Did she ask you to go with her?” Lola’s red-rimmed eyes question.

“No.” I pause before adding, “She actually pushed me to sign my extension.”

“Maybe it was her way of telling you goodbye in the nicest possible way.” She’s right, maybe that was kinder than telling me she’d fallen out of love with me. “Your life is awesome without her in it, Jordy.”

I slide my hand off Lola’s face and place both palms on her outer thighs. Her exposed skin feels soft compared to my rough hands. “And you are better off alone than with someone who doesn’t know how to love you like he should.”

She nods slowly, maintaining eye contact.

Lola’s breathing hitches before she whispers, “Your hands are on my thighs.”

“You feel good.”

“You smell good,” she tells me licking her lips before gifting me with a flirty smile.

“You like my aftershave?”

“I do.”

I trace circles with my fingertips over her thigh. She shivers, goosebumps appearing across her skin.

“That feels nice, Jordy.”

“Yeah?” I do it some more.

She catches me off guard when she reaches up and runs her finger along my bottom lip, making my cock thicken and I know she feels it too when her pupils dilate. “You have a great mouth. I thought you were going to kiss me earlier,” she says.

I audibly gulp loud enough to make it echo. “It’s all I’ve thought about since I went to bed. I like your mouth too.” I admit.

Pulling her closer, her pussy rubs against my cock, making the blood rush to the head, and she gasps, which is like a melody to my fucking ears.

“I like your eyes,” she mutters, grinding herself against me, whimpering when she does.

“Lola.” My tone is a stern warning, but I don’t stop her intentional hip tilts that cause my dick to become fully erect.

“Jordy.” She uses the same tone, moving her lips closer to my mouth.

My restraint gets tossed to the fire, burning to ashes when she covers my hands with hers and moves them to cup her bare ass.

I dig my fingers deep into her flesh, encouraging her to rub herself against me. “Fuck.” I hiss, my heart pounding as she dry humps me.

It’s so wrong to take advantage of her after what she’s been through, but a wicked side of me wants to take everything my body’s been craving while helping her forget the cheating bastard who broke her heart.

Unable to stop myself, I slide my hands up under the hem of her shirt to discover she isn’t wearing any panties. “Jesus Christ, Lola.”

She grins, before stating the obvious, “I’m naked under your shirt. I wasn’t expecting you to get up in the middle of the night.”

Graced with the knowledge that the only thing separating her pussy from my cock is the thin cotton of my boxers, I groan, desperate to be inside of her.

If we step over the invisible barrier that’s been holding us back all night, I’ll never be able to stop having her in the way I could only ever dream about.

Her sweet breath dusts against my mouth. “I have a solution that might help you sleep, Jordy.”

“Yeah? What’s that?” My voice sounds strained, shocked by how confident she’s being with me.

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