Breeding The Babysitter #16: Jessica

Jessica looked up to catch David staring at her. "Take a picture. It'll last longer," she giggled.

"Wow," he said. "You look incredible."

Jessica sensed warmth spreading to her cheeks. She tried not to let her nervousness show when she spoke and flashed a big smile. "Thank you."

There was no mistaking the heat in David's gaze. His hands opened and closed into fists as though he was resisting the urge to reach out and touch her. They stood in uncomfortable silence, gazes locked until Jessica couldn't stand it anymore. She strode toward him, determined to see what happened.

Relief washed over David's face, and he met her halfway, their lips converging for a desperate kiss. With their pent-up tension finally unleashed, things quickly went from zero to a hundred in a matter of moments. David backed Jessica against the wall. One hand slipped under the hem of her dress and grabbed her through the silky material of her panties.

"Jessica," he murmured. "I've wanted you for so long."