Instead I focused on the rear view mirror where I could see, judging by the expression staring back at me, that Jonathan had watched every second of Jemma’s show. I also knew that he knew that she had absolutely nothing on underneath the rather short dress she insisted on wearing this evening. My fists clenched up around my knees and all I wanted to do, best friend or not, was knock that crooked little smile off of his face.
To make matters worse Jemma felt inclined to run her bare foot up and down the length of my calf all through dinner. I was also fully aware at the careful way she placed each bite of food in her mouth, softly moaning with desire at each taste. Inside I was squirming but on the outside I help up my end of the conversation with the rest of the table.
As much as I wanted her, as much as I wanted everything she was doing to me, it was starting to piss me off because there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.
“Can you excuse us for a moment?”
I had to end this game right now or I wasn’t going to last the rest of the night. I grabbed Jemma by the arm and she jumped up with an “oh” as I led her out of the restaurant in search of someplace more private.
“Where are we going Julian?” She asked innocently as if she had not been toying with me all evening but I ignored her and made my way through the crowd ducking into an empty banquet room. After closing the door behind me I whipped her around and carefully pushed her into it pinning her in place with my arms.
“What are you...” I buried my lips into hers cutting her off before she could ask the question she was fully aware of the answer to. Our kiss deepened and I moved my hand between her legs over the thin piece of fabric keeping the world at bay, cupping her heat just hard enough to feel her desire seeping through the dress. My shaft twitched at the low simultaneous growl that escaped her lips upon my touch. I knew as much as she had been torturing me it was torture for her as well.
“You have to stop this sweetheart. You are driving me crazy.” I whispered into the nape of her neck kissing the burn that my breath had caused.
“I don’t want to, please take me Julian. I don’t care about the stupid deal I made with Dr. Schneider.” she cried.
“Well I do care. Close your eyes Jemma.” She did as I said. “Listen to me very carefully.”
She nodded as the grip between her legs got tighter.
“My dick is hard for you.” I flipped her around facing the door, never once moving my hand from the position between her legs. “Use your imagination sweetheart, feel me.”
Her legs quaked as I lifted the back of her dress and pressed my hips into her bare ass allowing her to feel just how hard I was for her behind the walls of my pants.
“Imagine me unzipping my pants and pulling out my raging cock, your hands slide over it taking hold and easing me into that sweet beautiful hot wet pussy that I can barely live without. I am thick and full of cum waiting to shoot off inside of you but first you have to feel me. I slowly slide my dick in and out of you...” She sighed, pressed her ass into me harder and cupped the hand on her crotch. “My speed increases with each moan, you cry out my name. Say my name sweetheart.”
“Julian!” she quickly whispered with desperation.
“Come for me Jemma.” She squeezes my hand tighter around her as I move my hips deeper into her ass. “Can you feel me, baby? I am moving deeper harder along your walls, so deep you can feel the head of my cock hit your sweet spot. Tell me it feels good.”
“Julian!” her breathing increases and she begins to grind into my hand as her ass moves up and down my shaft.
“It…feels...so...good.” she barely manages.
“Oh God!” she screams. Finding her release she digs her nails into my hand and I have to fight off the urge to jerk them away.
“I don’t know if that counts sweetheart. But for the next five weeks that is all you are getting.” I whisper into her neck. “You will stop teasing me or I will walk out the door and you won’t see me again until those 5 weeks are up. Not seeing you would drive me nuts but I need to know there are no doubts in that pretty little head of yours. Do you understand me?”
Still trying to catch her breath she pulled my hand from between her legs and turned to face me.
“You would leave me?” she asked.
“I would never leave you sweetheart. I know that I am in love with you and I want you to know that you are in love with me without a shadow of a doubt. If you had any idea how hard it is for me not to fuck your hot little pussy right down to the core you would not be taunting me like you have been all evening. But if it comes down to not seeing you for 5 weeks or having to live with my own doubt for fear that you have doubts then I take not seeing you. I don’t want to live like that and I certainly don’t want to live with a stiff one for the next five weeks of my life.”