I was surprised by her forwardness, but also really liked it. It made me wonder if she was forceful in other aspects of her life, aspects that involved a lot less clothing.
Pursing my lips and thinking about it, “Okay, deal.” I sighed and adjusted my aching back in my chair. “I do need a break.”
“I’m glad you see it my way,” she said, giving me a cheeky smile. I liked it, I liked that smile a lot.
Since Jada was being forward, I decided I would be too. I stood and walked around my desk, stopping in front of the mini-fridge I kept in my office. I grabbed two beers and turned to Jada. “Want to have a beer now too?”
“I’d be delighted to, Hank.”
“Sorry I don’t have any glasses to drink them in.”
“That’s okay,” Jada said.
“A woman after my own heart,” I joked.
She took both bottles from my hands, flipped one of the bottles upside down, hooked the edges of the two caps together, and popped one of the caps off. She handed me the opened beer. Then she used the spare cap to pop off the cap of her own beer.
“Impressive,” I said, holding my beer out to her. We clinked them together and each took a swig.
“Let’s go for a walk,” Jada suggested.
I glanced at my desk and eyed the stack of paperwork.
“Hey!” she yelled and poked me in the arm. “Stop that! It’ll still be there tomorrow.”
“You’re right. I know you’re right. Yes, let’s go for a walk.”
Before we left, I grabbed the cardboard the rest of the six pack from the fridge. There were four beers left, perfect for a relaxing evening.
Once outside, we walked around for a bit before settling down in a grassy field on the west side of the ranch. The sun would begin to set in about thirty or forty minutes, and I figured Jada might enjoy watching it.
“You know, I really do love it here,” Jada murmured. The colors had just begun to change, purples, pinks, and blues streaking through the sky. “There is no loud traffic 24/7, no neon lights at night, no screaming tourists. It’s just peaceful.”
Glancing over at her, I said, “You know, I’ve lived here my entire life and have never gotten sick of it. I can’t imagine living anywhere else.”
The smile Jada gave me was breathtaking. She looked so serene, and the burning light of the sunset cast a lovely glow across her face.
I felt each of the three beers I drank buzzing in my brain, making me a little tipsy. That’s the only excuse I have for leaning toward her and stopping just inches from her face. I wasn’t going to kiss her if she didn’t want me to, but it seemed that Jada wanted to. She leaned in the rest of the way and pressed her lips to mine.
Her lips were soft, so damned soft. Our kiss was slow in the beginning, sweet and lingering, but it wasn’t long until I felt Jada’s tongue push forward, push between my lips and lightly touch mine.
I groaned when I felt her tongue on mine, my arms going around her and pulling her closer. She allowed herself to be pulled closer. When our bodies touched, Jada wrapped one arm around my back while her free hand went into my hair, rubbing her fingertips in small circles. Her fingers felt incredible on my scalp, almost hypnotic. Kissing her was great, fantastic, but it may have been that that did me in. I felt my cock begin to fill with blood, growing so hard and straining against my jeans.
I don’t know how much time passed before Jada swung her leg over me and pushed me back so I was lying in the grass. She moaned loudly when she settled over my cock, her hips jerking at the contact. My hands slid down her curves and slid around her ass, making her hips grind down on me. She gasped again, moving her hips herself as we continued to kiss.
Jesus, she felt so good on top of me. I wanted to rip her clothes off and let her ride me right there in the grass.
Then Jada let out a shriek and pulled back. Through my lusty haze, it took me a moment before I realized what was happening.
It was dark now and, because of that, we hadn’t noticed the dark clouds blow overhead. The sky let go and immediately began to pour. Jada jumped up and reached out her hand. I took it and she hauled me up. She was clearly a lot stronger than she looked.
As we ran back to the house to get out of the rain, I looked over at her and thought, guess she doesn’t see me as so fatherly after all.
After the kiss Hank and I shared, my mind went into a tailspin. He was an incredible kisser and I was more turned on than I’d been in a long time. As I laid in bed that night, I daydreamed about what would have happened between us if it hadn’t started raining.