The day Remmey left for his "run," I went back over to Rico's.
No one was there but him.
This time when he saw it was me, he didn't try to block my way in.
He didn't say anything.
He just kissed me.
As soon as I walked inside.
He bent down and gripped his hands tightly around the tops of my thighs, just underneath my skirt, and lifted me up to him. I moaned loudly and wrapped my arms around his neck. I needed him. Bad. He pushed me up against the door and closed it with the weight of our bodies. Reaching behind me to lock it, he picked both of my legs up off the floor and wrapped them around his waist. When he lifted up on his toes, I could feel his hardness pressed up against me.
I was instantly wet.
He linked his fingers underneath me for support and then slowed down enough to look into my eyes.
I stopped panting long enough to nod yes and he carried me to his bedroom. He laid me down on the bed as soon as we went in. He pinned my arms above my head with one large hand by the wrists and pulled my panties to the side with the other. He unzipped his jeans and was inside of me before I could even get ready for him.
Once he was all the way in, he stopped and looked down at me. He licked his lips and then licked mine. He let go of my wrists and I wrapped my arms around his neck again. He gripped my hips tightly, and then started a slow rhythm with his own. He waited for me to move with him, and then he sped up. When he saw that I could take that, he put his hands underneath me and lifted my hips up. He pumped harder and faster. I screamed out and gripped him tighter and tighter.
I came twice and he kept going.
He didn't slow down.
At all.
He didn't give me a chance to pull myself back together.
I fell apart in his muscular arms.
He ripped my shirt open and took my breasts into his mouth.
He never slowed down.
I came again.
This time I shot out all over him. I kept screaming his name.
"Rico! Rico! Rico!"
"Jazz," he mumbled into my chest.
I started shaking and couldn't stop.
I screamed out again. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Don't stop! Don't stop!"
He grinned and pumped harder.
"Yes!" I yelled out at the top of my lungs and was glad no one else was in the house. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Rico's fingers dug into my sides as he started pumping into me so fast and so hard, that the bed actually started to move. I felt him swell up inside of me and I started to shake again. Rico waited until I was done, and then he pulled out and came all over my chest.
"Jazz! Shit! Jazz! Fuck!"
As soon as he pulled out, I immediately wanted him back inside of me.
But I didn't say that to him.
When it was over, we just stared at each other.
Rico took his t-shirt off and started wiping my chest with it.
My legs were still trembling.
After Rico cleaned me off, he looked down at my ripped blouse and then back up into my eyes. He pulled the blouse carefully down over my shoulders. When it was all the way off, he tossed it onto the floor. I was glad that I was facing him, and that he couldn't see my back. My scars embarrassed me. Remmey was the only one who had seen them since the night of the beating.
Rico stood up and zipped up his pants, then dug through a drawer until he pulled out a cute, white babydoll dress in my size.
"Put this on."
He watched as I pulled my miniskirt down and put the dress on.
His eyes made me weak.
And nervous.
I suddenly wanted to leave.
Once I had the dress on, I turned and headed for the door.
Rico didn't try to stop me.
When I walked out into the living room, Ruby was sitting on the sofa, staring at nothing. She glared up at me when I bent down to pick up my shoes, which were lying on their sides next to her feet.
But she didn't say anything to me.
Her eyes scraped across the dress that Rico had given me to put on.
But she didn't say anything about that, either.
Our eyes locked, and then she looked past me to Rico, who had just stepped out of the bedroom wearing only his jeans.
No shirt.
No socks.
Damn he was fine.
Ruby quickly dropped her eyes.
My own eyes flicked over his six pack as I flashed back to how easily he had lifted me and pushed me up against the door.
I looked back over at Ruby one more time before I left.
She never lifted her eyes.
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Jazz: Vol 3 of the Still Waters Series
General FictionJazz, a small town girl, has never been outside of her close-knit section of Baton Rouge, but deep down she knows that there's another world out there just waiting for her to stumble upon it. A world away from her abusive father, away from her inatt...