Page 120 of Flirty Fall Fling

Behind me stands a man much taller than I am, admiring every inch of me.

He steps closer and puts one hand flat on my stomach. My back presses against his chest.

“I want you,” I whisper.

“Stay quiet for me.”

He turns me around and puts my back to the wall and kisses me until I forget where I am. His hot mouth moves along my jaw to that spot below my ear.

“Jamie.” My voice is hushed as I fist his shirt.

“You want this?” His mouth stays against my racing pulse.

“Yes.” I pull him toward me.

His palm slides up the outside of my thigh, dragging satin with it.

“I’ve never done anything like this,” I whisper.

He smiles against my throat. “You’re turned on.”

“Yes.”

He pulls back far enough to see my face. His mouth slides against mine, and it’s not careful. He hooks a finger in the edge of my panties and drags it down my legs until they fall at my ankles. When he touches me, I make a noise I don’t recognize.

“Mm-mm. Gotta be quiet for me.” He kisses me right through it, working me slow and steady.

Down the hall, the cash register drawer bangs shut.

I freeze, but he doesn’t.

“She’s still closing,” he murmurs against my lips. “We’ve got time.”

He slides two fingers inside me, and I sink into him, loving how he stretches me. My hips move.

“Eyes open, sweetheart. Watch me.”

I open them. He’s locked on my eyes as his cock presses into my stomach. I reach forward to touch him, and his other hand grabs my wrist, holding me in place. My pussy clenches around him.

“Fuck, you love this,” he whispers in my ear.

“You do, too.” I stay focused on him as he rubs circles over my clit.

I tuck my bottom lip into my mouth. I never have to beg Jamie to take risks with me. No, he leads the way, guiding me down a sexual path I’ve only wished for. So far, he’s the only man who’s ever been able to fully satisfy my needs.

“What were you just thinking about?” he asks.

“You,” I confess, my eyes fluttering closed.

“Don’t you dare hide from me now. I said, eyes open.”

My arm is still restrained as I turn to kiss him.

“There,” I say. “Stay right there.”

His fingers curl, and his palm drags across me. My body trembles with anticipation, and I watch him in the mirror as I come apart. I can’t look away from him as the orgasm rolls through me. My legs almost give out, and he wraps his arm around my waist, holding me steady. He doesn’t let me shy away from him. Then he places his fingers into his mouth, loving how I taste.

My head drops back against his shoulder.