Chapter 22 RC

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Chapter 22 RC

Desiree Kamel's POV

"Don't be nervous.", my mom reassured me.

I knocked on Jacob's door and glared at her.

"I'm not nervous. If anything.... YOUR acting nervous!", I said, causing her to turn towards me in shock.

We had a mini shock stare off until Jacob's mom answered the door with a smile.

"Hello Mrs. and Ms. Kamel. Please come in!", she giggled, opening the door for us to step in.

"You must be the beautiful Desiree. Haven't seen you in forever!", she smiled, hugging me.

"Hi.", I nodded.

"And Sierra. Long time no see!", she smiled at my mom, them joining in for a hug.

Jacob and his dad came in and greeted us.

"Hi baby. Glad you came...", Jacob said, coming to my side and kissing my cheek while he held my hand.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world!"

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As we ate dinner, I could see the many resemblances in Jacob and his parents.

Jacob had his moms bright hazel eyes and full, pink lips along with her jokes and charisma.

While Jacob gets his charm from his mom, he gets his seriousness and talent from his dad. His dad was 100% Spanish and always had his curly hair gelled back nicely. I guess thats where the fro comes from!

After we ate the delicious homemade pizza and garlic bread, I went to the bathroom to freshen my breath up and then helped Jacob's mom and my mom with the dishes.

Jacob came in while our moms were in deep conversation.

"Hey. Why you doing the dishes?", he asked, helping me dry the dishes the moms were supposed to do.

"Look at our moms and you'll see why.", I smiled.

"Maybe one day you will be doing our dishes.... Naked with only a apron on. Just begging for me...", he whispered in my ear.

"Hush... This is part of my plan!", I whispered back.

"What plan?"

"Make our parents best friends so I can pretend to be sick and you come home with me so we can enjoy each other.... Alone...", I said, biting my lip sexually.

He licked his lips and pecked mine.

"One question....", he said, wrapping an arm around my waist.

"Yeah?"

"How easy was it to put this dress on?"

"It had a zipper.", I replied, confused.

"That's all I need to know baby...", he said, pinching my butt and speed walking out.

My cheeks were on fire and I prayed to god the moms didn't see that!

"Naughty Jacob....", I whispered under my breath.

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Jacob Perez's POV

"I can't believe our parents fell for that!", Desiree giggled, running across the street with me following.

"Yeah. Me too! They probably already know what we are doing and they let us...", I whispered while Desire opened the front door and dragged me inside.

"Doesn't matter.", she whispered, throwing her keys somewhere and kissing me hard, grabbing my shirt collar and pressing me against the door.

My hands gripped her waist as she wrapped her arms around my neck and jumped up, wrapping her legs around me. I let my fingers explore and drag down her thighs, making scratch marks on her tan skin.

"So-", she huffed. "Fuckin.... P-Possessive Mr. Perez...", she whispered in between kisses.

My hands rubbed up her legs and I groped her butt. She moaned into the kiss, throwing her head back and arching her body off the door.

"Let's take this dinner party upstairs. I'm getting hungry....", I smiled, carrying her upstairs.

Desiree giggled and kissed my neck while I locked her bedroom door and set her down. I gripped the zipper on her dress and ripped it off, throwing it across the room.

"That was new!", she whined, stomping her feet.

"Stop being so stubborn baby...", I panted.

She stepped back and walked over to her computer desk. She had a wine bottle and two glasses with a whipped cream can.

Slowly, she poured wine into both glasses. Walking back over, she handed me both glasses and then started stripping.

I walked over to her bed and sat down to watch. She kicked her boots off and slowly slid her dress down her body till it was pool of fabric near her door. Her red lace underwear and bra was shining against her tan skin as she lit candles around the room and grabbed the can.

Walking back to me, she grabbed her glass and sipped it down while she crawled on my lap.

"Get comfy baby. It's gonna be a long night...", she whispered in my ear, spraying some whipped cream on my lips and kissing and licking it off.

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After three more glasses, almost all of the wine was gone and me and Desiree had succeed at getting tipsy and turnt up.

Desiree was sitting on me, legs wrapped around my waist, while I was laying down on the bed. My hands gripped her waist protectively and dominantly.

"You look so beautiful Desire.", I whispered into the kiss.

She smiled and bit my bottom lip, slipping her tongue in.

All of a sudden my mind went a little blurry and a rush of adrenalin coursed through my body, making my craving for Desiree's body even stronger.

"Ride me baby.", I whispered to her, causing her to smirk and slam herself down on me.

She whimpered at the connection and started slamming her waist down on mine before bringing it back up to repeat the system.

Her waist moved at a fast pace and she started panting while her chest heaved. I gripped her waist and moved it up and down faster, causing her perky boobs to bounce up and down.

I kissed down her neck till I started sucking and nibbling on her right nipple.

"Uh-Jaacob. Harder baby. Yea make me feel goooddd....", she moaned, gripping my hair and bringing me into a chilling kiss.

I dug my nails into her waist and she started bobbing up and down faster and slamming down harder, loud whimpers leaving her lips.

Her hands groped her breasts to keep then tamed but heated to keep the sensation going. I rubbed one of my hands up her waist and down to her butt.

She stuck her tongue into my mouth and I brung my hand down hard on her left ass cheek. Desire let out a sexy moan, traveling through her lungs and into the kiss. She pulled away slightly.

"AGHHH JACOOOBBB!!", she screamed, her walls breaking when she found her release.

Best night ever...

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