What She Needs - Lacey Alexander [89]
Jenna instantly but politely declined, saying, “I just want to watch,” yet felt better having been asked, silly as it seemed.
Not that she really wanted to watch—but she wanted to be comfortable watching. She wanted to be a woman who could lie here naked on an island, comfortable watching two other women pleasure each other. Or . . . did she mostly want to be that kind of woman for Brent?
Either way, she watched, feeling wild and free as they touched each other, soon kissing—but then she got up, putting on nothing but the wedge slip-ons she’d worn here, and began to make her way around the pool.
“Where are you going?” Chrissy stopped kissing Natasha to ask.
Jenna smiled lightly and replied, “Just taking a little walk—I’ll be right back.”
After which she left the two women to slink off into the bushes to find Brent—surprisingly comfortable, even happy, to stroll up to him naked in the hot sun. She discovered him reclining in a lounge chair in shorts, a T-shirt, and the baseball cap she’d noticed before. She put her hands on her hips, challenging him—even as she kept her voice low. “What’s going on here, mister?”
She got a little wet again as his eyes roamed her body. “You’re going on, honey,” he said quietly. “Look at you—Little Mary Sunshine walking around naked and gorgeous, getting her pussy eaten by a pretty girl at the pool.”
She simply arched one brow in reply. “I guess you think you’re sneaky.”
He gave his head a tilt. “I did. Until you saw me. That kind of ruined the sneaky element for me,” he informed her with a grin.
She moved on to the heart of the matter. “Did you enjoy it?”
“Very much,” he answered deeply. “I’m very proud of you.”
His commendation warmed her. “Good.”
“Did you enjoy it?”
She drew in her breath and answered honestly, as she always did with Brent. “More than I might have thought.”
He continued appearing well pleased. “I’m glad. You looked amazing, by the way. Kissing her. Sucking her tits. And when she was eating you, I loved the way you massaged your breasts and didn’t hide how good it felt.”
Her cunt quaked lightly at his blunt words and she admitted, “I guess you’ve taught me something about that.”
“You’re a good student.”
She cast a teasing look. “So I don’t need any more punishment from Father Powers?”
He offered another grin in reply. “No, I’m afraid you’re not misbehaving so much anymore, sunshine.”
“Would this be considered misbehaving?” she inquired, then lifted one leg over his chair, lowering her naked body to straddle him. She pressed her palm to his hard-on, finding him gloriously big. Mmm.
A hot sigh left him just before he said with a dirty little smile, “Yes, honey, definitely. But you’d better get off me or you’ll give me away.”
“To those two? With all the noise they’re making?” Chrissy and Natasha had gotten quite loud now and Jenna was, frankly, happier to be over here. “I want this,” she told him, giving his erection a sexy squeeze.
Brent looked amused yet admonishing. “Well, sunshine, as the Rolling Stones once said, you can’t always get what you want.”
Which irritated her. “Why not?”
“Because this isn’t that kind of fantasy.”
“What kind of fantasy?”
“A cock fantasy,” he said.
As more need welled in Jenna’s chest, she leaned inward and whispered in his ear. “I hate to tell you this, but all of my real fantasies are cock fantasies.” Especially since meeting you. Though she left that part out.
She saw him draw in his breath, his expression of humor beginning to edge into something more like arousal. Yet still he said, “It’s not that I wouldn’t love to, but I can’t.”
“Why not?” She didn’t want to sound pouty, but she was starting to feel that way.
It surprised her when his face grew clouded, troubled. “Oh so many reasons,” he murmured, perhaps more to himself than to her.
She blinked at him. “You’re serious. You’re seriously not going to fuck me?” She feared she might be talking too loud at this point, but she almost didn’t care.
“Not now, honey,” Brent told her, keeping his voice soft as he lifted one hand to