Page 18 of Step By Step

“I am... I am... right there, yes, yes, oh, baby, I’m coming!”

My mouth floods with sweetness and I grunt, feasting on her. It is better than I thought it could be. I knew she would be sweet. I stand quickly, greedy to feel her sticky pussy wrap around my stiff cock.

Lowering my head, I kiss her again, loving how she tastes on my tongue. One hand slides beneath her ass, pulling her to the edge of the deck. I line up between her thighs, rubbing my swollen head through her wetness. Just as I push inside her, grunting at hot good even just the tip feels, I stop.

“Baby,” I groan as she pulls at me, urging me on. “We don’t... no condoms. Should we wait?”

“No,” she pants, arms wrapped around my neck, her hips pushing forward to take me a little deeper. “I am on the pill. I want us to feel it this first time.”

That is enough for me. Besides, I think of her pregnant with my child, my heart almost exploding in my chest. I know then, just as before, she is it for me. I want to be with her for the rest of forever, and if a baby is part of that, so be it.

Slowly, I push inside her, watching her face to be sure I am not hurting her. Holding back has my arms shaking with tension. I want to push deep and get it over with. I want to pump myself inside her and come with her wrapped around me. But mostly I want to be sure I am good to her this first time.

“Tell me to stop if you need,” I whisper, head against hers, both of us watching as I push deeper and deeper.

My eyes almost roll back as her pussy closes tightly around my cock. I pull back slightly when I feel the wall keeping me out. Pressing my mouth to hers, I take a breath, then push forward. Jenna lets out a little sound before I am buried deep inside her.

“I will stop,” I tell her, gathering her close, hating that I could hurt her.

“No, no, please don’t. I want it, I want you to have me. Do it, Jordan. Do it, fuck me,” she pants, the words so raw, so needy, so filthy that any hesitance I had melts away.

Bending her back a little, I start to move. Slow at first, pulling out. Kissing her mouth, telling her how good it feels. Pushing in deep. Kissing her again, telling her how I want to come with her. We find a rhythm together, hips moving in tandem as our moans fill the studio.

“Perfect,” she pants against my mouth, eyes gazing up at me. “Jordan, baby...it’s perfect. Don’t stop, I love it. I love it, I want it. I want... I want to feel you come inside me. Fuck me, fuck me... oh, God, if you do that.... yes!”

Reaching between us, I find her clit, rubbing it the way I think she likes. Her eyes fall closed, head tipping back, her mouth panting my name over and over. I feel her go tight around me and I know she is coming. I push deeper, deeper, harder, until my orgasm hits me.

“Ah, fuck,” I hiss, teeth gritting as I shoot inside of her, refusing to pull out, not caring about being safe. A carnal need to fill her, to come inside her where I belong, overwhelms me. “Yes, it’sso good.”

Sealing my mouth to hers, I hold myself inside her as I come, pinning her to my chest. I want to hold her close, cover her skin with kisses, tell her how perfect and beautiful she is. And then I want to do this all over again.

We catch our breath as our mouths move, hands all over each other. I slowly pull out of her, hating that I have to leave the silky wetness of her. I plan to spend the rest of tonight deep in there once we get out of here. Fixing her clothes, I press kisses all over her face until she laughs, pushing me away playfully.

“The song, Jordan! It’s almost over,” her voice is panicked as I pull my jeans back on, spinning back to the mixing table.

Laughing, I slide the headphones on, clearing my throat as I prepare to end the show. I agreed to do a night show for Terrie when she hit it off with the band manager. I owe her that. It worked out for me, obviously.

“Tina is outside waiting. Probably passed out, she was smoking weed,” Jenna explains without a hint of judgement in her voice. Her body comes up behind mine, arms sliding beneath mine to hook at my shoulders.

“It calms her down. I will drive you both home, babe. I wish we could do this every single show,” I sigh in contentment.

“I will see what I can do, boyfriend,” she teases me, kissing at my throat. I sigh, still not believing how good my life is now.

“Haven’t been called that before,” I admit with a smile as I pull the mic towards me, ready to take some calls. “But I love how you say it.”

Behind me she laughs again, swaying slightly to the last hints of the Expose song as it fades away. For another twenty minutes, we stay this way, me taking calls from listeners about“their song”before I play each one. I decide I like the idea so much I will make it part of my show.

Once the other DJ shows up, we talk about the show at the mall, how we hope we can do it again, and how much he liked the little impromptu show I put on tonight. When he fawns over my girlfriend, I tell him she is off limits, laughing when she blushes and tries to escape my embrace.

“Come on, let’s go home,” I tell her as we head out into the warm, dark night.

Holding her to my side, I do not feel as if we are walking. Not when I feel ten feet off the ground. I was never in a rush to sleep with someone. To lose my virginity or get it over with. Even well past the age when I could have been drinking and hooking up with babes, I never cared about it. I was not in a rush with Jenna, either, I would have waited as long as she needed.

“Can we do that again?” She whispers as we head for Tina’s Gremlin. Chuckling, I nod because now I want to do it all the time, too.

“Yeah, I think we’re going to be doing that a lot. Hey trouble,” I call softly to a passed-out Tina. Laid out in the back seat, she looks content as could be. I am glad she was smart enough not to drive, and glad that Jenna made her wait until we could get her home safely.

We drop her off at her place, and I promise to bring her car the next morning. Tina waggles her brows at me as we say goodnight, and I suspect she knows why she had to wait so long for us tonight.

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