Page 123 of Unexpected Prejudice

It wasn’t just his words that made me believe him, but everything he had done, from finding me to his tender care to ensuring I was okay. The Jessie who came after me and held me as I cried wasn’t the Jessie I was used to. I thought I knew everything there was to know about him and was familiar with every inch of him. I didn’t.

I always thought he was naive, too innocent for his own good, which made me want to protect him. Today, he showed me that he didn’t need protection. He had this unbelievable strength that allowed me not to be. He took in my pain and carried it for me. And that was what I needed. To understand that him being strong didn’t mean I was weak.

“I’m thinking about you.” I smiled, finally answering his question.

“Me?”

I nodded. “About how strong you were.”

“Well, sometimes I need to be. It can’t always be you, can it?” The grin on his face didn’t take away from the importance of what he’d just said.

“Hey.” He poked my cheek. “That’s okay, you know. It’s why we’re here. To take care of each other.”

“We are.” I moved my hand over his trimmed hair, which was back to its original cinnamon-blond color. “I love this.”

“You do?” He lifted his hand to trace where I’d just touched.

“Yeah, I do. You look even more handsome now.”

“I guess I’m going to keep it this way, then. I want to be handsome for my Babydoll.” He winked, and I chuckled.

“You’re always handsome, dummy.”

Leaning closer, he rose just a bit until he reached my lips. I closed my eyes as I took in his sweet, familiar scent and the warm sensation of his mouth.

I love him so much.

Parting my lips, he deepened the kiss. Thrusting his tongue in, I sucked on it when I noticed another thing that changed.

“Your piercings,” I said quietly.

“Took them off for a while,” he said before he rose from the floor and slowly lowered me until my back met the bed and I wrapped my legs around his slim waist.

With one hand keeping him balanced, he slid the other underneath my shirt, over my chest, up to my collarbone and down to my stomach. Every place he touched made my skin tingle and my face grow hot.

“I missed you,” I whispered in his ear, hugging him and digging my fingers into his flesh. “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you even more,” he whispered back and retook my lips with a deep kiss that left me breathless.

Pulling back just a bit, he brushed our noses together. “Tell me what you want, Babydoll. I’ll do it,” he said and kissed me again.

I knew what I wanted. If I was being honest with myself, I had wanted it for a long time, but it was still so hard to admit.

“I-I can’t.”

“You can.”

“I-it’s embarrassing.”

“It isn’t.” His voice was calm as he softly stroked my skin and suddenly, I found the courage to speak.

“You. I-I want you t-to f-fuck me.” My face flushed and my ears reddened with embarrassment. Saying it out loud was frightening, but when the softest smile I’d ever seen on Jessie appeared on his face, I relaxed and knew it would be okay.

“I would love to do just that.” He gave me that smile again before diving down and ravishing my lips. The filthy sound of sucking and licking made blood rush to my already stiff cock, which was rubbing against Jessie’s. Feeling needy, I raised my hips and pushed harder against him. My reaction made him tug my lip before he moved to kiss down my body. He grabbed the hem of my shirt and took it off quickly, before reaching my pants and removing them also, so I was naked underneath him.

“What about everyone else?” I asked between pants, when a thought about the others waiting downstairs crept into my mind.

“They can fucking wait.” He smirked, got rid of his clothes, and positioned himself between my spread legs.